As soon as he turned his face, his face fell instantly.
He is a scholar, with a pretty face and glasses. He is usually polite and soft-spoken, but now his face turned gloomy and he actually had a bit of murderous intent.
The flat-headed man knew Ding Kun, and he even toasted Ding Kun.
Seeing Ding Kun's face, he was scared. He put on a smile and said with a bow: "Director Ding, this is a misunderstanding, I am blind..."
He thought that, just like before, with a smile, a few nice words, and a table of wine, this matter would be over.
But he was obviously wrong. Before he could finish his words, Ding Kun said sharply:
"It's so courageous to gather people to attack people's government staff in public."
When these words came out, the crew-cut man's head buzzed.
This is qualitative.
This nature is extremely bad. Twenty years ago, with just this sentence, he could be dragged out to shoot targets.
"It's unfair, Director Ding, this is really just a misunderstanding, I..."
But before he could finish his words, Ding Kun waved his hand and said, "Catch them all."
Almost at the same time as his car arrived, several more police cars came over. One of them was a medium-sized van, and a dozen police officers jumped out of it. These people had the word "Special Police" written on their chests, and they also had guns in their hands. It's a submachine gun.
Police officers generally don't have guns, and when they do, they have submachine guns. It's a very magical configuration.
Upon hearing Ding Kun's order, the special police officers did not hesitate at all. They surrounded him on all sides, pointed their guns, and other police officers went to handcuff him.
Several people from the joint defense team shouted: "That's wrong, we are from the joint defense team."
The policeman handcuffing the man looked at Ding Kun. As a secretary, Ding Kun was well aware of the current situation of collusion between black and white. It was not unusual for the black to be the white.
Moreover, the joint defense teams are wild, and there are basically no formal employees. The joint defense teams in many places recruit people from society.
Without thinking, he ordered: "Arrest them all."
All of them, including the joint defense team and the man with the crew cut, were handcuffed and taken away.
The guy with the crew cut was still yelling. A special police officer got annoyed and hit his head with the butt of a gun. Blood splattered on the man with the crew cut. He completely resigned himself to his fate and didn't dare to say a word anymore.
Liang Jiao looked at all this, and her heart seemed to be floating in the clouds: "Black comes black, white comes and white comes, and I will give you a red plate at the end."
She looked at Zhu Zhiyuan and murmured in her heart: "This is a man."
She has always been an ambitious person. She longs for glory, money, and most of all, power.
Today she saw that true privilege.
The sight of Zhu Zhiyuan in front of her made her heart boil, as if a wildfire was burning.
She even secretly pinched her thighs.
After sweeping the place, Ding Kun said to Zhu Zhiyuan: "Deputy County Magistrate Zhu, Mayor Fang cares about you very much. If everything is okay, go over now."
"Okay." Zhu Zhiyuan responded, turned around and nodded to Liang Jiao, got in the car, and left like that. Liang Jiao stood dumbly in the wind, gritted her teeth, got in the car, and followed.
Zhu Zhiyuan went to the city hall and met Fang Zicheng.
Fang Zicheng met Zhu Zhiyuan with a concerned look on his face: "Xiao Zhu, are you okay?"
Under normal circumstances, he should also be called Zhu Zhiyuan, Deputy County Magistrate Zhu, but Zhu Zhiyuan is young and comes from Gong Fenghuang, so he is considered his private person, so as long as he is not in public, he is called Xiao Zhu. kind.
"It's okay." Zhu Zhiyuan shook his head: "Mayor Fang is concerned."
"As long as it's okay." Fang Zicheng nodded and said to Ding Kun: "What's going on? How dare you attack government officials on the street? Find out. Get to the bottom of it. No matter who is involved, don't let it go."
By the end of his words, his voice was fierce.
Ding Kunfang nodded: "We have all been arrested. I will say hello to Director Qian and complete the case."
"Actually, this matter has nothing to do with me." Zhu Zhiyuan said: "It is a divorce case. The man may have lost the fight. He was chasing the female lawyer on the street. I encountered her and asked her to mind her own business."
"It turns out it's not aimed at you." Fang Zicheng's tone relaxed a little: "But we still can't let it go easily. There are people gathering on the streets and they dare to hit anyone. It's unreasonable."
He glanced at Ding Kun, who nodded: "Yes."
Ding Kun understood what he meant, he was unwilling to let go.
Obviously, in Fang Zicheng's eyes, anyone who dares to fight with Zhu Zhiyuan is a fool, and must be severely suppressed.
This shows Zhu Zhiyuan's importance in Fang Zicheng's heart. As Ding Kun's secretary, of course he can weigh the importance.
Ding Kun went out to make a call and Fang Zicheng said to Zhu Zhiyuan: "Xiao Zhu, what happened to your electric car? The relevant departments above actually asked me to come here."
"Did the electric car ask you to come here?" Zhu Zhiyuan was curious.
"That's right." Fang Zicheng nodded and pointed with his hand above his head: "Those who come directly from Beijing, and those from the military."
He said a little worriedly: "Xiao Zhu, yours doesn't involve any military secrets, does it?"
"It's just a simple electric car. What kind of military secrets are involved?" Zhu Zhiyuan laughed: "It was just sold to the US military. That's true."
"Sold to the US military?" Fang Zicheng was surprised: "Is this really okay?"
Zhu Zhiyuan smiled and said, "What did the people from above say?"
"I didn't say anything." Fang Zicheng thought for a while and said, "They only went to Hongyang Factory and took away a few cars, and then they didn't stop Hongyang Factory from selling them. I think I heard."
When he said this, he frowned slightly: "They are very strange about the price."
"Ha." Zhu Zhiyuan laughed out loud, and he knew the reason.
One hundred and thirty-nine thousand, converted into RMB, it’s over one million.
Such a high price, the purchase of such an electric car, and the buyer is the US military, obviously aroused the curiosity of relevant domestic departments and the military.
"What's going on?" Fang Zicheng couldn't help but ask when he saw him smiling.
"The selling price of my car is relatively high." Zhu Zhiyuan endured it, but still couldn't hold it back. He made two haha comments first, and then said: "The selling price is 139,900 US dollars. In fact, some extra Accessories, over $140,000.”
"One hundred and forty thousand dollars?" Fang Zicheng blinked.
"One car." Zhu Zhiyuan stretched out a finger.
"The first batch of 10,000 vehicles?"
"Yes." Zhu Zhiyuan nodded.
"That's it." Fang Zicheng was stunned for a moment and shouted loudly: "USD 1.4 billion."
"Yes." Zhu Zhiyuan nodded again.
"Fourteen billion dollars."
Fang Zicheng shouted and stood up.
He was finally shocked by this number.
What does $1.4 billion mean?
Fulin's annual GDP was more than 20 billion yuan last year. If converted into US dollars, it was only 2.4 billion yuan.
This is a prefecture-level city.
In other words, Zhu Zhiyuan went out for a trip and sold a batch of electric vehicles, and he sold nearly half of the output value of a prefecture-level city.
This really scared him.
The most critical thing is that this value was created by Hongyang Machinery Factory, a subsidiary of Fulin.
A Hongyang factory creates an economic output value of half a Fulin.
This is amazing.
How could he not be excited?
"Mayor Fang, please wait a moment." Zhu Zhiyuan reached out to comfort him: "This is the purchase price of the US military. In fact, the Luhuitou company cannot get that much money, and a large portion of it will be used as a kickback. Going back."
"How much is the refund? How many points?" Fang Zicheng asked.
"It's not a question of a few points." Zhu Zhiyuan sighed: "The purchase price was 139,000, and only 30,000 was actually obtained. The other 109,990 must be returned."
"The rebate is so high?" Fang Zicheng was shocked.
"It's that high." Zhu Zhiyuan nodded.
"This money?" Fang Zicheng hesitated.
"It's corruption." Zhu Zhiyuan gave the answer directly: "The purchasing minister is not just one person, but a group of people behind him. Everyone needs benefits. In any project, even a roll of toilet paper is a benefit. There must be relevant people to share the profits.”
