Name: My father Yuan Mu

Although Zhao Ruilong is young, he was born in a high-ranking official family and has been influenced by it since he was a child. Even if he didn't learn it specifically, he would have learned it.

His words were not only a request for cooperation, but also contained a threat. If you, Niu Dali, were sensible, everyone would be happy. If you disagree, your company would have a hard time in Jingzhou in the future.

As for Yuan Mu, he had considered it, but he believed that the reason why Zhao Lichun didn't let him touch Niu Dali was not entirely because of Yuan Mu. He just wanted him to study abroad and focus on his studies.

At the same time, he didn't know much about Yuan Mu, nor did he know much about the situation in the province. In his opinion, his father was the secretary of the Jingzhou Municipal Party Committee, and he had a good relationship with the Provincial Party Committee Secretary Wen Huarong and several other standing committee members. In this small piece of land, his father didn't have the final say, but it was almost the same.

Since he was a child, his father Zhao Lichun told him many truths, but he could only remember a few of them. However, he did listen to one sentence.

"In this country, money is useless. What's more important is power! Supreme power is what counts. No matter how much money you have, a single word from someone in power can bring you down to earth. That's the rule here."

Niu Dali was furious after hearing what Zhao Ruilong said. He was asking for money. Did he really need a green light? He was just trying to invest in me without saying anything. To put it nicely, it was an investment, but to put it bluntly, it was just asking for money.

As for how much money the other party can invest, this is not within Niu Dali's consideration at all. It is estimated to be at most 18,000 yuan. This amount of money is nothing to Niu Dali now.

But this is Jingzhou after all. Although he has Yuan Mu's support, he should try not to cause trouble for the other party if possible. Relationships need to be maintained. Yuan Mu may help him once or twice, but not necessarily more than that. He is not naive to think that Yuan Mu will always help him just because he has lived in the same compound with him for a few years. He is not that naive.

He forced a smile and then spoke.

"Mr. Zhao, you must be joking. You are the son of the Party Secretary of Jingzhou City. How could a small company like mine be of any use to you?"

Zhao Ruilong narrowed his eyes. He understood that Niu Dali was rejecting him in disguise. He cursed him in his heart for being ungrateful. Just as he was about to speak, Liu Xinjian next to him spoke.

"Boss Niu, you're being a bit naive, aren't you? In Jingzhou, Secretary Zhao is a very important figure. Mr. Zhao's investment in your company is a great honor to you. Don't be ungrateful!"

"Chief Liu, the key point is that my company really does not lack funds. Mr. Zhao, you should look for other people." At this point, Niu Dali also got angry. I have people behind me, how can I let you bully me?

Moreover, he does not have many industries in Jingzhou, and most of them are in Luzhou. After all, that is his base camp. Yuan Mu vigorously develops Luzhou, so of course he has to support him. The head office is located in Luzhou Economic and Industrial Park.

"Nothing to talk about?" Zhao Ruilong asked calmly as he lit a cigarette.

Niu Dali also took out a cigarette and lit it, but did not say anything. Silence was the best answer.

"Niu Dali!" Liu Xinjian was unhappy. In his opinion, Mr. Zhao's investment in the other party's company was purely to give face to the other party. Niu Dali was actually hesitating, which made him feel very embarrassed. He was about to get angry, but was stopped by Zhao Ruilong.

"Forget it, Brother Liu. Since they are unwilling, we can't force them. Don't you think so, Mr. Niu?" Zhao Ruilong said with a smile on his face.

"Mr. Zhao is joking."

"Alright, Mr. Niu, we two brothers need to chat for a while, so I won't keep you here."

"Okay, then, Mr. Zhao and Chief Liu, you two enjoyed your drinks, so I'll treat you to dinner today." Niu Dali stood up and nodded with a smile, then left.

As soon as Niu Dali left, Zhao Ruilong's face turned cold.

"Humph! You're so shameless!"

"Mr. Zhao, this Niu guy is too arrogant. He's totally disrespecting Secretary Zhao! I'll have the Industrial and Commercial Bureau come and investigate him tomorrow!"

"Well, he should indeed learn a lesson and know that in this little piece of land, I am the law!" Zhao Ruilong nodded with satisfaction.

"Don't worry, Mr. Zhao. Within a week, I will make him kneel in front of you and beg you for investment!" Liu Xinjian said confidently.

Liu Xinjian was still too young. He had been Zhao Ruilong's secretary for too short a time and had no idea about the twists and turns behind the scenes. Although he often accompanied Zhao Lichun to provincial party committee meetings, he could not enter the standing committee meeting room and had no idea what was happening inside.

The secretaries of other leaders rarely chatted with him, thinking he was a youngster and completely ignored him. Even if they did, it was entirely because of Zhao Lichun.

As for the fact that Yuan Mu was behind Niu Dali, he had also heard about it, but he didn't care at all. If this was Luzhou, he might have restrained himself, but this is not Luzhou, this is Jingzhou, and the secretary of the Jingzhou Municipal Party Committee is Zhao Lichun, not Yuan Mu!

. . . . . . . .

Around five in the afternoon.

At the gate of Luzhou No. 1 Middle School, Yuan Zhihao walked out with his schoolbag on his back. No one came to pick him up. For a long time, he had been going to and from school by himself. In fact, Zhou Xiaobai wanted to pick him up more than once, but was rejected by Yuan Zhihao every time.

In his opinion, he is eleven years old this year and is in the third grade of junior high school. That's right, Yuan Zhihao was in the first grade at the age of six, graduated from elementary school at the age of nine, and is eleven years old this year and is in the third year of high school. He is either skipping a grade or on the way to skipping a grade.

Luzhou No. 1 Middle School is not far from the Municipal Party Committee's staff quarters, only a few kilometers away. When he was halfway there, a car stopped on the side of the road. Yuan Zhihao looked to the side in confusion.

The rear door of the car was opened, and a middle-aged man with a smile on his face got out. Yuan Zhihao knew this middle-aged man. He was Kang Gaoyi, a member of the Standing Committee of the Luzhou Municipal Party Committee and a full-time deputy secretary. He was also his father's right-hand man.

"Xiaohao, is it time to go home from school?" Kang Gaoyi was in a very good mood at this moment. These days he had been worrying about how to make his presence felt in front of Secretary Yuan.

He often saw Yuan Mu, but Yuan Mu seemed to have forgotten about his promotion to mayor and never mentioned it at all. This made him very uneasy. Today, he happened to pass by here by car, and when he saw Yuan Zhihao, he immediately came up with an idea.

He planned to pick up Yuan Zhihao and go to Yuan Mu's house under the pretext of sending Yuan Zhihao. He knew that this excuse was too obvious and Secretary Yuan would definitely see through it at a glance, but there was no other way. He really wanted to make progress.