How did I become a god

Chapter 141
The county is too small to hide the news from people.

Overnight, rumors spread in the Rongcheng Hotel.It is said that the leaders of the county also called Jing Gao, the boss of Zhongrun Company, to inquire about the situation.The bidding situation took a turn for the worse for Zhongrun Company.

For this reason, the second round of bidding originally scheduled for April 4 will be postponed to the afternoon of that day.

In the early morning, there was a spring rain in Rongcheng, and the temperature dropped a little, making people feel more comfortable and comfortable.

Jing Gao took Fu Ye, a bodyguard he was not familiar with, and drove a Mercedes-Benz, and used the AutoNavi map to navigate to find the early shop that An Zhiwen said: Jingju.

An Zhiwen's "Anzhao Textile Co., Ltd." is located in Rongcheng.Of course he knew about such a big industry event.But it wasn't until last night that Zhongrun Company ranked first in the bidding and showed up. In fact, the controller was Jing Gao, and he didn't know that Jing Gao had come to Rongcheng.So I made a phone call last night and made an appointment with Jing Gao to have breakfast here.

The name "Jingju" is very graceful and elegant.The plaque of the store is also a small script carved from ancient sandalwood wood.But in fact, it is a common breakfast shop in the streets and alleys.

The shop is not big, there is only room for two tables inside.Two women are cooking all kinds of breakfast on the long table at the entrance of the store: there are deep-fried fried dough sticks, noodle nests, steamed buns, and soup dumplings.Tofu nao in a stainless steel vat.A soymilk machine making soymilk.

The diners basically eat breakfast at three or four tables outside the store under the shade of the trees, "Miss Boss, here is a basket of soup dumplings and a bowl of porridge."

Inside, the busy, beautiful young woman with an apron on the side of the long table will come out quickly and bring soup dumplings to the guests with a smile.

Her clothes and dress are very ordinary, common spring clothes.But it is plump and curvy.What's more, she has a pretty and smooth face, and she looks only 23 or [-] years old.It's just the charm of the corners of the eyebrows and eyes, but she is actually a mature and charming woman.

The proprietress is so beautiful, charming and charming, so the breakfast business will not be bad.It's probably a bit like "Tofu Xishi".

"Boss Jing." An Zhiwen greeted.He was the same middle-aged man, 36 years old, greasy and with a belly.He got up with a smile and shook hands with Igao.I saw two little girls carved in pink and jade sitting next to him.A big one is about five or six years old, and a small one is about three or four years old.

"This is my daughter. Their nicknames are Da Ya and Er Ya. My parents brought them to Rongcheng for a few days this week. Da Ya and Er Ya are called uncles."

April 4th is Wednesday.Both little girls are in school.The real reason is that An Zhiwen and Zhao Shiyan are discussing divorce.

An Zhiwen loves his wife deeply and refuses to divorce.But he's been in trouble lately.An accountant in his factory suddenly disappeared.Liao Rong threatened him to divorce Zhao Shiyan immediately.But what really broke him was a photo.

His wife was wearing a very sexy black evening dress, snuggling in the arms of a man, and the two behaved badly.He can only divorce.The focus of the divorce is not on the division of property, but on the custody of the two daughters.

"Hello, Uncle." The two little girls with shofar braids shouted crisply, and the childish voice echoed outside the early shop door, which immediately attracted praise from all around.

"The two little girls are so cute."

"I wish I had two daughters like this."

Looking at the two cute little girls, Jing Gao suddenly smiled, and the gloomy mood that Huang Mingyuan and Ren Xuan had brought to him became better.

Patted on the body, empty.He didn't even bring his wallet with him now, and put it in Fu Ye's place. He turned around and said, "Old Fu, drive to see if a department store is open, and buy me two meeting gifts for these two children."

Fu Ye always had a tense expression.He is depressed!He regards it as a great shame and shame to lose his "public office".But at this time, Fu Ye showed a smile on his face. He remembered his twin daughters when they were young, and said proactively: "Boss Jing, just buy two dolls or plush bears. They will definitely like it."

An Zhiwen quickly stopped him: "No need. Boss Jing, don't spend money."

Jing Gao waved his hand with a smile, and said to Fu Ye: "Well, you can figure it out. I don't understand anyway. If Xinhua Bookstore opens, please help me buy a copy of Shen Congwen's Border Town." Girl, "Da Ya, Er Ya, do you like plush bears?"

"Like it! Thank you uncle."

Jing Gao laughed, patted the heads of the two little girls, sat down, and praised: "Mr. An is a good teacher. Any recommendations here earlier?"

When his daughter was praised, An Zhiwen smiled and recommended: "The soup dumplings here are very good. I ordered two baskets. Mr. Jing will try it first. There are also soy milk, fried dough sticks, bean curd, porridge, eggs, various A sunken bun."

"Okay, then have another porridge."

After chatting, laughing and exchanging greetings, a handsome 12-year-old boy with stubborn and resentful eyes brought up two baskets of soup dumplings.

Jing Gao smiled, the boy at this age is in the rebellious period, very middle school.I didn't care about him, and started to taste the soup dumplings.

The skin is thin and the stuffing is big, round and round. Take a bite, the soup overflows in your mouth, mixed with the aroma of mushrooms, pork, and green onions, full of happiness.

"Hmm. It's pretty good. Another soup dumpling."

An Zhiwen couldn't help sighing inwardly when he saw that Jing Gao's food was delicious.Looking at the character of a person, he is incomparable.No wonder the business can grow so big, and now they all come to Rongcheng to integrate the textile industry.Said: "Boss Jing, I have heard about the situation you are facing. My company is also a member of the Rongcheng Textile Association."

Jing Gao suddenly became interested, "Oh?" An Zhiwen called him last night and said that he would have breakfast and ask him to do a little favor.He naturally agreed to this matter.Don't look at the monk's face to see the Buddha's face.He wants to give Professor Zhao face.

What is the most embarrassing thing about Huang Mingyuan and Ren Xuan's "outside tricks"?Questions about the financial strength of Zhongrun Company can be easily resolved.But if the large-scale local textile enterprises in Rongcheng resist the entry of Zhongrun Company.

This is very difficult!
An Zhiwen smiled, it seemed that only his father-in-law valued him all the time, thinking that he could accomplish great things.He is used to all kinds of suspicious eyes.Eating soup dumplings, tell me about the situation: "

Mr. Jing, the Rongcheng Textile Association is not monolithic.Chairman Ren was only able to attract a group of people to participate in bid rigging in the name of the Textile Association because of the support of funds and contacts from Jingzhong.It should be noted that there are no large textile groups in Rongcheng.

Therefore, if Boss Jing wants to get rid of the current predicament, he can completely split up and win over.They are just a combination of interests.There is no loyalty, or you have a personal grudge with Mr. Jing. "

Jing Gao suddenly fell into deep thought, and tapped his fingers on the table lightly, "Mr. An, you mean that if there is an opportunity, those medium-sized textile factories are also willing to merge?"

An Zhiwen said with a smile: "Whether you are willing to sell the factory or the equity, I can't judge. People's hearts are far away. However, you can enjoy the shade with your back against a big tree. It's not easy to do the textile industry now. Everyone is signing up for groups to keep warm. Like me I want to find a large group to cooperate with and stabilize sales. As long as Mr. Jing does not lose his qualifications for bidding, it is not difficult to win them over."

Jing Gaodao: "The matter of bidding qualifications is easy to handle. I communicated with the leaders of the city and county yesterday. This is the reason why the bidding will be postponed until the afternoon. Mr. An, if I entrust this matter to you, would you like to Don't want to?"

"Me?" An Zhiwen was very surprised. He knew that Jing Gao was surrounded by Lu Gangyu and Xie Wangzhen, two "old Jianghu" in the textile industry, who were more suitable than him in terms of connections, qualifications, and status.

An Zhiwen smiled embarrassedly, and explained: "Boss Jing, what I said on the phone last night, please do me a little favor, didn't mean this." He didn't know the severity to this extent.Invite Jing Gao to have breakfast on the street, and get a "big order" from a roadside stall.

It can be foreseen that he will get a lot of rewards for helping Jing Gao negotiate this matter!First, his factory will definitely be able to "return to life" without worrying about sales.Back against the big tree ah.

Second, the connection with Jing Gao is even tighter.No amount of money can buy this kind of connections and friendship.

Jing Gao could infer from An Zhiwen's reaction that An Zhiwen asked him to have breakfast, saying that doing a favor was just doing a favor, and he didn't mean to talk about business.Very honest, no tricks.Suddenly laughed, An Zhiwen is really a good character, no wonder he would be attracted to Professor Zhao,

"President An will help me. What about the remuneration? At that time, are you interested in working in the newly established textile group. Merge your factory into it. I need a professional general manager. Of course, there is equity incentives, and I An executive director will be appointed to oversee your work and the group's finances."

An Zhiwen was stunned for a while.The "return" that Jing Gao gave him completely exceeded his expectations. In a group of 8 million yuan, 1% of the equity is worth 800 million yuan, far exceeding his net worth. "This"

Jing Gao interrupted An Zhiwen's indecision with a smile, and said, "That's it. Okay?" He dared to make such a big bet.I still trust Professor Zhao's vision of picking a son-in-law.

Of course, employing and knowing people is what he needs to learn now.Same with "Performing Arts".

An Zhiwen gritted his teeth and said, "Okay. I will definitely live up to your trust, Mr. Jing."

His father-in-law's expectation of him is to form a textile industry group and gain sufficient social status.But he really didn't want to stay in "New Village" anymore.Under Liao Rong's suppression, he had no chance to develop at all.

It was a new world for him to work under Jing Gao's subordinates.At least not worse than the small factory he runs.

Inoko laughed heartily.Having breakfast, not only solved the problem, but also found the person in charge of the New Textile Group along the way.Could he be in a bad mood?
This is really another village!Who would have thought that the key to solving the problem would be An Zhiwen?

Jing Gao drank the porridge and asked, "Lao An, what's the little favor you said you wanted to do?"

An Zhiwen pointed to an electric car parked by the side of the road, "Here we come."

(End of this chapter)