"What kind of tea does Director Quan need?"
The assistant walked to the tea table in the office and prepared to make tea for Quan Zhendong and the two of them.
Before Quan Zhendong could answer, Wang Wenjin directly made the decision for Quan Zhendong:
"Bring Director Quan a cup of coffee, and take the Geisha bid I just came over."
Quan Zhendong was stunned, then smiled and said:
"Then let's do whatever we want and try Ms. Wang's coffee."
This was another show of force by Wang Wenjin after the choice of the place of conversation. He once again promoted his sovereignty. It all showed Wang Wenjin's strong character. However, in Quan Zhendong's eyes, these details of Wang Wenjin seemed a bit stiff, especially after seeing The comics hidden by Wang Wenjin further confirm that Wang Wenjin is not actually such a hard-to-approach character. He just pretends to be like this because he wants to take over Jinhui's industry. It seems that taking over a huge family business is still a good idea. It put a lot of pressure on the young woman in front of me.
The coffee was served quickly. A cup of dark liquid exuded a strong aroma of coffee, with a subtle floral and fruity aroma.
It’s not that Quan Zhendong doesn’t drink coffee. Just like before his night visit to the green farmers, he drank a lot of coffee, but he only drinks bottled coffee of a certain brand. It’s called coffee, but it tastes more like a drink. , when the bitter coffee entered his mouth, with that wonderful taste of bitterness and sourness, he couldn't tell that the bid for coffee beans might cost tens of thousands of yuan per kilogram. He only knew that it was not as delicious as bottled coffee, but he was just being polite. Because of this, he didn't let his expression get out of control, he just put down the coffee cup and made up his mind not to move again.
"It tastes terrible, right? If you're not used to it, just switch to tea."
Wang Wenjin snickered in his heart, but his face still looked cold.
"No need."
Quan Zhendong waved his hand, he was not here to drink coffee or tea today.
"Before I went to study abroad, I liked to add a lot of milk and sugar to my coffee. The first time I drank pure coffee, it was so bitter that I never relaxed my brows. But as time went by, I gradually got used to the bitterness and sourness in it. Like life.”
Wang Wenjin's sudden literary youth made Quan Zhendong a little unaccustomed. How could he be so good? Suddenly, he became bitter and resentful.
“I don’t think it’s particularly appropriate to compare coffee to life. Coffee is not sweet enough and life shouldn’t be like this. Moreover, the real bitterness of life cannot be compared to the bitterness and sourness of coffee. I met a person not long ago. My eldest brother died in an accident many years ago, and his body has not been recovered to this day. His wife had a broken leg, his father was seriously ill, and the family was impoverished. When I asked him for help, he still believed that there was justice in this world. Taking great risks to help me achieve a big thing, the feeling of these more than ten years cannot be described by a cup of coffee."
Quan Zhendong picked up the spoon, stirred the coffee in the cup, and said:
"Compared to changing tea, I prefer to add enough milk and sugar to my cup of coffee. After all, waste is not a good habit."
Wang Wenjin did not want to use coffee to compare his life. Even before Wang Qilin made her fortune, the Wang family was not a poor family. Wang Wenjin had never experienced the hardships of life since he was a child.
The real meaning of coffee is to tell Quan Zhendong that Jinhui is like this cup of coffee. Beixiang Industrial Park may not be used to drinking it, and it is better to switch to tea to suit Beixiang's taste. Quan Zhendong's answer is, I am indeed not used to drinking it, but I will not change it easily just because I am not used to it. Instead, I will find ways to make the coffee more palatable.
Wang Wenjin nodded and motioned to his assistant to follow Quan Zhendong's wishes. Then he looked at Quan Zhendong again and really began to pay attention to the man in front of him with gauze on his forehead.
Her temperament is actually a bit lazy and she doesn't like to use her brain too much, but she prefers to talk to smart people than stupid people. At least it won't make her angry, and she doesn't need to explain too much what she wants to express. .
"Director Quan, you should tell me what you have to do with me today."
Wang Wenjin once again brought back the topic that had gone far away. This changeable conversation rhythm made Quan Zhendong, a steady person who could adapt to the system very quickly, feel very uncomfortable. He subconsciously adjusted his sitting posture and reached out to take Lin Guodong's hand. took a briefcase and handed a drawing to Wang Wenjin.
The drawing unfolded and showed the planning drawing of Beixiang Industrial Park. On the westernmost part of the park, a square was circled in red. In the middle of the square was written Jinhui Textile, 400 acres.
Wang Wenjin looked at the drawings in front of him, half-smiling but not smiling:
"Director Quan, you don't think you can impress me with just such a drawing, do you? Jinhui has entered into negotiations with the neighboring city government. I think you should know better than me. In order to retain Jinhui, the neighboring city Let alone 400 acres of land, even 500 acres won’t be a big problem.”
"As far as I know, industrial land in neighboring cities is very tight."
Quan Zhendong shook his head:
"Of course, I don't deny that the neighboring city is willing to offer 500 acres or even larger area to impress Jinhui, but what about the land? This is not a loose small plot. The neighboring city currently has no equipment that can satisfy Jinhui's rapid development. A large-scale land is needed, and the neighboring city government cannot re-plan the industrial park because of Jinhui's company. If Jinhui wants to stay in the neighboring city, there is only one possibility, which is to acquire non-industrial land, which will involve to land reform, demolition and a series of other issues.”
"I believe that the neighboring municipal government is sincere enough and that it can provide policy support that Jinhui is satisfied with. But why does Jinhui make a relocation project that is suitable for development so complicated? I think these For Jinhui, any trouble will be a burden on Jinhui's path forward."
As he spoke, Quan Zhendong reached out and pulled out a pen from the pen holder on Wang Wenjin's desk. He stood up and started drawing on the drawing. While drawing, he said:
"The land in Beixiang is all ready-made. Although the infrastructure facilities are not complete, they can meet the needs of most companies. At the same time, there are many dye companies in the Beixiang Industrial Park. The dye industry is the upstream company of the printing, dyeing and textile industry. If you are in the vicinity of these enterprises, it will also provide great convenience for Jinhui's future industrial upgrading. And please see, Ms. Wang, this is County Road 113 in Yuguan District. You can get on the expressway in less than five kilometers and go directly to the ancient city. We can take advantage of the convenience of the China Textile City and be able to connect to all parts of the country."
Quan Zhendong showed no stage fright at all and talked eloquently in front of Wang Wenjin as if this was not Wang Wenjin's office but his own. After a while, Quan Zhendong made a lot of marks on the planning map, and some important The transportation routes are clearly drawn.
Lin Guodong, who had been playing soy sauce, really felt the terrible pressure brought by Quan Zhendong at this time. It was obviously his own planning project, but in such a long time, he had only figured out the scale of Jinhui and a few people in charge. , there is not even a clue left, but Quan Zhendong, while doing the big thing of Green Farming, has already sorted out the idea of recruiting Jinhui so clearly. How many dye companies are there in the surrounding area, what is the distance, and the structure of the company How about it, what the main product is, it’s all clear, I don’t know how to remember these complex data in my mind.
There is no harm without comparison. If I was conquered by Quan Zhendong's personality charm before, now I am impressed by Quan Zhendong's work ability.
But Wang Wenjin still seemed unmoved.
"Director Quan has said so much. To be honest, I am moved. It seems that this is specially prepared for Jinhui. I even feel that I can sign the contract immediately now."
Wang Wenjin took the pen that Quan Zhendong had used up and put it back into the pen holder:
"But I'm sorry, in Jinhui's existing planning blueprint, there is currently no name for Beixiang Industrial Park."
Quan Zhendong was not angry when he didn't get the answer he wanted. He knew what was going on in Beixiang and how notorious his reputation was. He never expected that Wang Wenjin would agree with his bragging. Then It's too hasty. Apart from anything else, it's good that Wang Wenjin didn't laugh after listening to the county road Quan Zhendong mentioned.
Indeed, that road has great transportation advantages. It is close to the highway and can lead directly to the ancient city. But it is only shown on the drawing. It is actually a two-lane county road that has been in disrepair and is full of potholes and holes. It is difficult to say it. It is really not an advantage, and given the current financial situation of Yuguan District, it is not capable of improvement in a short period of time without special circumstances.
Quan Zhendong raised his head and met Wang Wenjin's sparkling eyes. Thinking about Jin Hui's thoughts, he was a little dazed for a moment. Wang Wenjin fluttered his long eyelashes a few times and averted his gaze with a hint of anger, but Quan Zhendong let Quan Zhendong His expression changed and he laughed:
"It seems that Jinhui's eyes are not on Beixiang Industrial Park, nor on neighboring cities."
"When Jinhui is settled, I will personally notify and invite Director Quan to attend Jinhui's relocation ceremony."
Wang Wenjin leaned back on the chair and smiled in a very formulaic manner. Quan Zhendong's impolite look just now made Wang Wenjin's good impression of Quan Zhendong disappear by half.
"Then, thank you Ms. Wang for the coffee."
Quan Zhendong drank the remaining coffee in the cup, stood up, shook hands with Wang Wenjin, and prepared to leave.
The purpose of today's exchange has been achieved, and Quan Zhendong didn't really expect to get any reply. However, the moment he followed his assistant out of the office, Quan Zhendong suddenly turned back and said:
"Chongcheng is not a good choice for Jin Hui. Besides, Sesshomaru is really gentle at heart."
The lack of beginning and end made everyone stunned. Only Wang Wenjin looked a little red and quickly put away the coffee cup and the comics under the file.
The assistant did not let Quan Zhendong and the two leave on their own, but sent them to the car. In the elevator going downstairs, Lin Guodong, who was still confused, couldn't help but ask:
"Director, how did you know Jinhui wanted to go to Yongcheng?"
Quan Zhendong pointed to the elevator button with a smile on his face, and saw five big words written on the 4th floor of his finger, Overseas Business Department:
"You can see Jinhui's tight use of space. Even Ms. Wang's office looks so small, but even so, Jinhui still reserved an entire floor of the office building for the overseas business department, and Yongcheng, There happens to be the closest port to Jinhui.”
Even the assistant who was leading the way to see off the guests had to admire Quan Zhendong's meticulous observation.
After Quan Zhendong and his party left, a skinny old man who was nearly sixty years old but looked like he was under fifty, opened the door and walked into Wang Wenjin's office wearing a loose training uniform. If he were outside, no one would have thought that , this old man who looks inconspicuous at first glance is the founder of Jinhui at this time and the real person behind it, Wang Qilin.
"Dad, why did you come in without knocking?"
When Wang Wenjin saw her biological father, she stopped pretending, immediately took off her disguise as a strong woman, and complained with a pout.
"Then I quit and re-enter?"
Wang Qilin is not young, and she is such a big boss. She is quite humorous towards her daughter in private.
"Oh, I'm annoyed. You're blaming everything on me. I'm so busy every day. You do Tai Chi in the office every day. If it doesn't work, you can have another one with your mother. I'm really impatient to manage the company."
Wang Wenjin's face was full of displeasure.
"You think highly of your parents. Should you take care of the baby after the birth, or should we two old bones take care of it?"
Wang Qilin knew that the conversation just now might have made her precious daughter unhappy, but she was not angry and said with a smile:
"Tell dad who made my daughter angry. Dad will deal with him."
"People guessed that we wanted to go to Yongcheng, and said that it was not a good choice for Jinhui."
