Reborn in Changbai Mountain, I rely on my divine eyes to dig ginseng and hunt

This young man was none other than Gan Yongfu, a man who looked honest on the surface but was actually insidious and cunning.

In the past few years, Li Dabiao fought all over Southeast Asia with fierce tactics. Although he had only five or six thousand men, this group of soldiers was too fierce. When they fought, they roared loudly and the natives of Southeast Asia were no match for them at all. He then recovered three islands for the Gan family.

But no one is a fool. Liu Xia Lian occupied six of them herself, and the two sides gradually turned from allies to enemies.

He thought that if he killed Liu Xia Lian, the troops of Chen Ziguang, Li Da Biao and others would be in chaos, and his Gan family would be able to take advantage of the chaos to seize the six large islands occupied by Liu Xia Lian.

But I didn't expect that these two people, one civil and one military, cooperated well and raised 30,000 troops in just two months. With the original force, it has reached more than 40,000 troops. Combined with their remote-controlled aircraft, it is enough to shock the South Seas. There is no rival.

The most terrifying thing is that, according to the fighter pilot, five people parachuted from an altitude of 3,000 meters a few seconds before the passenger plane was blown up.

Liu Xia Lian is missing now, and neither is her body. Now Gan Shao and his father sleep in a secret room underground. It's so scary that he's almost going crazy.

Young Master Gan worked in vain, but he had to pay the final payment of 10 million dollars for the job and he couldn't give him a penny less. The other party was very tough and Young Master Gan didn't dare to offend him at all.

It was already the twelfth month of the lunar calendar in 1990. It should have been a time for joyous preparations for the New Year, but the people of Lijiatun simply could not be happy.

Liu Xialian got into trouble and disappeared. Mr. Sun, the former general manager of the sales department, was promoted to the factory director. Liu Xialian's mother was the boss. Although everything was running normally, the villagers were a little worried. Without Liu Xialian's strong leadership, could they still make so much money?

It was the third day of the twelfth lunar month, early in the morning. In just two months, Zhao Hua, who used to have black hair, now had half of his hair white. He was overthinking. When Liu Xialian was there, everything was easy to handle, and he didn't seem to be very busy. Now it was his turn. With such a large group, there were always many things to deal with.

Zhao Hua, Zhao Yong, and Tang Feng discussed for a while at the Blueberry Garden Horse Farm. Zhao Yong stamped out his cigarette butt and said, "We have been searching for half a month, and the navy has been searching for three days, but we still haven't found anyone. Especially Xia Lian, she is a dragon in the water. If she fell into the water, it is impossible for her to get into trouble. Let's go ask Li Shaoyang again and ask him to investigate. Maybe we can get something."

Zhao Hua nodded: "There is one more thing that must be done, that is to find the murderer who shot down the plane and take revenge."

The three of them rode on horseback and soon arrived at Li Shaoyang's house. Tang Feng was watching the horses outside, while Zhao Hua and Zhao Yong, carrying a bag of gifts, knocked on the gate.

Li Shaoyang's wife came over and opened the door. Seeing that it was Zhao Hua and Zhao Yong, she quickly said, "Come in."

"Is Shaoyang at home?"

"He's not at home. He's ice fishing in the river. Wait for me to call him."

After about ten minutes, Li Shaoyang came back with a bucket. The bucket was empty, without a single fish. It seemed that he had come back empty-handed again.

It was obvious that he was in a very bad mood. After all, Liu Xia Lian had been very kind to him and had helped him do a lot for the country.

Zhao Hua did not hide anything and said directly: "Shaoyang, please ask the immortals to see if there are any clues. I can't handle the business without Xia Lian."

Zhao Yong handed over a cigarette: "Also, we need to find out who did it. Xia Lian has many enemies, and revenge must have a target."

"Well, I've already asked about this. The place where the accident happened is on the sea, and the immortals can't reach it. This time I'll ask my old King Bei to see if there are these five people down there. You guys wait a little longer."

This house was built with the help of Zhao Hua and has a spacious back hall with a basement.

Zhao Hua and Zhao Yong were too murderous to go and waited in the living room.

Shaoyang's wife followed him to the basement and waited for a long time. After about half an hour, he still didn't come out.

Just when the two were getting anxious, they saw Shaoyang's wife supporting Li Shaoyang out. Her hair was soaked with sweat and it was obvious that this took a lot of effort.

Li Shaoyang took a long time to calm down, drank some water, and slowly said, "Two good news. My old Prince Bei has searched all the government offices down there, but there is no information about these five people. This means they are still alive, but they can't come back."

Zhao Hua was about to be happy, but suddenly felt disappointed when he heard that he could not come back. Nothing in the world can go as planned.

"This is indeed good news. As long as you are alive, there is a chance that you can come back. What is the second good news?"

"The second good news is that the old immortal family has found the murderer. It was the fighter jets hired by Young Master Gan that intercepted him halfway. Now the father and son sleep in the basement every day, terrified."

Zhao Yong smashed the coffee table in Li Shaoyang's house to pieces. "Humph, he turned out to be a thief. He usually pretends to be well-behaved, but I didn't expect him to be so vicious. I will kill him when I get back."

Zhao Hua stood up and bowed deeply: "Thank you, Shaoyang."

"Brothers, please stop exchanging polite words. And you, Zhao Yong, compensate me for my coffee table."

"I'll compensate you, I'll have someone send you a new set tomorrow."

Three days later, at Lijiatun Blueberry Garden Horse Farm.

Zhao Hua convened a meeting of general managers of various companies. All the participants were veteran figures from the time, who came from all over the country.

Li Damei from the clothing factory, Xu Shiba from the catering department, Li Shaoling from the feed factory, Xu Xiong from the electrical appliance factory, Li Hu from the fishery, and Zhao Daxi from the cooperative project all came, but everyone had a hint of confusion on their faces. As for the kimchi factory, it went to Xia Lianniang, and the slaughterhouse was given to Liu Qiuyue. Zhao Hua had no say and did not invite them.

Without Liu Xia Lian, there would be no backbone, and now Zhao Hua has to take on the responsibility.

"I have good news for you all. Xia Lian, Daya, Erya, Daniu, and Dian Yan are not dead. They are still alive, but they are trapped in a certain dimension and cannot get out. You don't have to worry about them. Life must go on."

"That's great, it's really great." Li Damei's eyes were red with excitement and tears were streaming down her face.

Others were also very excited. This was exciting news.

"There's nothing special about calling everyone here today. I just want to tell you that I plan to give you another 10% of the company's shares, so that everyone can make money and we can continue to unite and develop. Together we will be a large group worth over 100 billion. Although we are considered leaders in the industry when we are separated, we are still far behind."

Xu Shiba was the first to stand up and said, "Zhao Hua, I don't agree with this proposal. I am Xu Shiba, who am I? I didn't even have money to pay for my wife's medical treatment. Xia Lian has been very kind to me. If Xia Lian is still alive, I will manage the company well for her. If Xia Lian is not here, I will still manage the company well. In life, we should live by righteousness. Money is nothing but floating clouds. Why do we need so much of it?"