Agriculture Maniac

Chapter 48 What the Hell Is This Place
Provincial road side.

After contacting roadside assistance, Dong Jian leaned against the door of the BMW 740 and lit a cigarette with an expressionless face.

Then he glanced again at the car parked on the roof.

Although looking up from the bottom, the car body is mostly blocked by the wall, and only the roof can be seen.

But judging by the outline and the reflection of the paint, it is definitely a luxury car.

"idolt!"

After cursing, Dong Jian was slightly stunned and looked down at his BMW which had lost its wheel.

Look up at the roof again.

He got it.

It seems that I am the fool.

"Grass!"

at this time.

Dong Jian saw a young man who was more handsome than himself, wearing an open-necked military cotton coat, standing at a distant intersection and looking at him.

"What are you?"

"I look stupid."

When Dong Jian heard this, he wanted to beat the man up, but he was worried that beating him up in someone else's village would attract a group of people.

Fortunately, roadside assistance arrived quickly.

A Steyr semi-trailer drove out from the dirt road directly behind the boy.

The semi-trailer driver sat in the cab and asked condescendingly:

"Boss, did you call for help?"

“The wheel is missing.”

"Your car is not cheap."

"How much?"

"Coincidentally, I just received four of them. They are in the back compartment. They are exactly the same model as yours. They are 5000 each."

"How many?"

"No rip-off, no cheating, honest price, a total of 20,000."

"Grass!"

Dong Jian chose to call the police.

soon.

The officer from the police station came running over breathlessly, "Comrade, what's the matter?"

"I lost my wheel, it's at his place."

"Is there any evidence?"

"That wheel is from my car."

"Is there any evidence?"

"I have the car purchase invoice."

"This ticket is for the car, where are the wheels?"

"???"

Dong Jian was stunned for a moment, and then his mentality exploded.

"Grass!"

"Do you know who I am?!"

"I'm Dong Jian!"

"Dong Jian from the Road and Bridge Company!!"

"My father is..."

Before he could finish his words, the entire provincial road suddenly became silent.

Whether they were walking or riding bicycles, they all looked over here as if they had pressed the pause button.

"You are Dong Jian?"

When Dong Jian heard the familiar words, the horrific scene of Lao Yu slapping him on the back of the head in the detention center flashed through his mind.

He didn't care about the wheels at all and rushed towards the highway.

What the hell is this place?
It was not like this when the highway was built.

At that time, the whole village had open doors, no one picked up things on the road, and everyone was eager to work...

just now.

Isn't this a bandit's den?
Dong Jian rolled and crawled along the dirt slope onto the highway. He saw a Santana parked on the side of the road, opened the passenger door and got in. "Go, go, go, go!"

The director of the investment promotion office, who was sitting in the cab, took off the newspaper covering his face and turned his head to ask, "Where are you going?"

Yesterday, the township cleared out the stock of vegetable gift packs and sold a batch of bean sprouts.

I had planned to continue doing business on the highway today, but it was no longer lively down there and the vehicles coming and going didn’t dare to stop at all.

And the more you try to stop them, the faster they run. Even if you chase them, they will step on the gas.

In desperation, in order to generate income, he could only come here to try the passenger transport business.

Hearing this, Dong Jian took out his wallet, pulled out a stack of blue Great Man banknotes, and without counting them, slapped them on the dashboard, "Go back to Pingdong County as fast as possible!"

"okay!"

The director of the investment promotion office glanced at the villagers rushing up from behind, then looked at the right lane in the opposite direction of Pingdong County: "It's a bit far."

"Stop being so nagging, let's go!"

"Please sit tight!"

An hour later.

"Brother, this is Dongshan Mansion!"

"We're on the right lane, I have to turn around."

Another hour later.

"Brother, why are you back again?"

"Turn around, do you understand?"

"Then why did you get off the highway?"

"It's getting dark, let's go to the village to refuel and have a meal."

"Grass!"

Fortunately, the driver was very professional.

After filling up the gas tank and eating, we got on the highway again. Three hours later.

"Brother, we've reached Xuzhou. If we go any further, we'll be out of Dongshan Province. You've crossed three whole cities!"

"You give me so much, I have to run enough, otherwise people will think we are ripping off customers in Shiliying."

"Where to go now?"

"Pingdong County, are you stupid?"

"..."

Dong Jian took a deep breath and lit a cigarette.

He swore that he would never come to Shiliying again in his life!

……

The next day.

Thai City Compound.

Dong Jian dragged his tired body after a night of tossing and turning and walked into his yard.

Father Dong was reading a newspaper in the living room. When he saw his son coming in, he picked up his teacup and said, "I have a project."

"I'm busy, don't look for me."

"It's done. I'll help you merge with the Second Construction Company of the city."

"explain."

"Some time ago, I won the position of project leader of state-owned enterprise reform based on the classic case of Shiliying Brick Kiln."

"Yo, congratulations, you've been promoted half a level."

"But the current problem is that many state-owned enterprises are on the verge of bankruptcy, and some are even deserted, with no one to take over, let alone solve their debts."

"Go to private enterprises and negotiate for treatment, tax exemption, tax reduction, various support, and then sell it for half the price, or even give it away for free, there will always be someone to take it over."

"Don't think that's so simple. For example, old cotton mills, old textile mills, and old oil refineries have old equipment and poor product quality. No matter who takes over, they will replace the equipment with new ones. Instead of purchasing new equipment, it is better to rebuild the factory yourself."

"Then you have a headache, I'll take a shower, I'm sleepy."

Dong Jian does not spoil his father.

Because the projects given by the other party have no problems with early planning and no problems in achieving profitability, but when it comes to the funding stage, there is always something missing.

Just like the section of Route 385, he was asked to take 3000 million to do a job worth 1.1 million. Isn't that a rip-off?
"Xiao Jian, do you still want to work for the Municipal Second Construction Company?"

"Your problems are impossible to solve. I'm in the construction business, you can't ask me to take over those broken factories and use them to raise pigs, right?"

Dong's father was slightly stunned, flipped through the documents, thought for a moment, and found Dong Jian who was preparing to take a bath.

“In the past two years, due to the economic crisis and African swine fever, pork prices have fluctuated greatly and supply has also dropped significantly.

In order to ensure market stability, the superiors decided to release the reserve meat in the cold storage, and after the release, the cold storage will definitely need to be replenished.

It would be better for you to sell the old equipment of these old factories as scrap metal, and then use these old factories to raise pigs for two years. Then I will find the reserve management agency and ask them to purchase your live pigs.

In this way, the problems of the reform of old state-owned enterprises can be solved, and my performance will increase. You don’t need to take risks in raising pigs, and you have a new batch of industries in your hands, and you can make a lot of money. "

“I don’t have the funds.”

"385 million yuan was allocated for the renovation of the 500 section. Our plan is the same as the existing bridge tunnel. It doesn't cost any money at all. I will give it all to you. It can be regarded as compensation for the reform of government-owned enterprises."

Dong Jian's eyes lit up.

Mr. Dong may not believe it, but he really knows how to raise pigs.

These 500 million, plus the profits from the reserve orders, are essentially free!
Dong Jian quickly agreed.

He immediately thought of the more than 20 dump trucks detained by Shiliying. Just as he was about to ask his father for help, the phone on his waist rang.

"Hello? I'm...Manager Dong!"

……

the other side.

Yujia Village parking lot.

The village chief squatted in front of 23 dump trucks, thinking about how to deal with the situation.

Being visited by a lot of people yesterday was not a big deal for Shiliying.

After all, in order to seize the paddy fields of Donghu Lake, Shiliying, with only tens of thousands of people, dared to confront Xiaohu Town with a population of more than 100,000.

What are these people?
But the total value of the 23 dump trucks is five or six million.

It's different from a BMW losing four wheels.

If Shiliying occupied the dump truck, it would most likely become a major case.

What's more, Dong Jian is not a small character.

That is the son of the old boss of Tai City.

If we sum up the management in one sentence: the general manager has power and the local people have money.

The boss took up the two in the middle, plus half of the general manager.

Just think about it.

By the way, why did I, Old Huang, start arm wrestling with the other party?

The village chief suddenly woke up.

Yes, we used to drink tea, read newspapers, solicit investment, and muddle through, and a year would pass by.

Why are you so motivated now?
Not only is he ambitious, he also dares to stroke the tiger's whiskers and snatch its cubs...

If we continue like this, we will be courting death.

The township head stared at the 23 dump trucks, slowly stood up, and looked at the deputy township head who was squatting next to him.

"We finally got these cars back from Beihe. Send them back to the Third Construction Company of the city as soon as possible."

"Send it back?"

"Yes, send it back and show your merit."

"Just send it back like this?"

"What else can we do? These cars lost their gearboxes and electric starters in Beihe, and three of them even lost their engines. If we don't send them back, what will we do if the Third Construction Company of the city relies on us?"

The deputy township head understood and said, "That's the truth."

Wait until noon.

The township compound rented 23 semi-trailers from Quanpu, loaded them with 23 slimmed-down dump trucks and a BMW that had lost its wheels, and headed straight for Pingdong County.

The village head also called Dong Jian and personally praised his contribution, "Manager Dong, I sent the car to you."

"Has it been delivered?"

"Yes, 23 dump trucks and your car."

"Humph, you guys are smart!"

(End of this chapter)