Starting out as a drug dealer in 1988

The weather is pleasant in the golden autumn of October.

The fiery red maple leaves and golden rice fields, everything is so beautiful.

Time flies, and more than a month has passed since the thrilling Hengyuan Electronics arson case.

The haze that once shrouded the factory gradually dissipated, and the workers seemed to slowly emerge from fear and shadow, refocusing their energy on the busy production line.

At this moment, Zhao Wenhao was sitting in front of the phone, talking to the person on the other end of the line.

"Haozi, I have good news for you. The case is finally settled and the court has made a ruling!"

That’s right, the person on the other end of the phone was Zhang Bingkun from the Criminal Investigation Brigade.

"Oh? Captain Zhang, so fast? When did you become so efficient? It's only been a month. I thought it would be delayed until December." Zhao Wenhao joked.

The two of them were really familiar with each other, so there was no harm in making some jokes.

"Hey, you have no idea how hard we worked this time. In order to dig out more problems, we worked non-stop for a week before we finally pried open their mouths one by one."

Zhang Bingkun on the other end of the phone was a little excited.

"What was the final result?"

Zhao Wenhao was not interested in asking about those trivial details. For him, knowing the final conclusion was enough.

This sudden situation made Zhang Bingkun, who was originally preparing to narrate the whole story eloquently and incessantly, stunned on the spot.

In fact, Zhang Bingkun made a considerable contribution this time.

Both murders that had occurred were related to Sun Jianjun, and he was the one who captured Sun Jianjun and seized his gun.

A solid second-class merit is absolutely indispensable.

Unfortunately, Zhao Wenhao is not a good listener, which makes him feel a little depressed and unhappy.

"Sun Jianjun received the death penalty, Lu San received life imprisonment, and Jiang Shi received a twenty-year prison sentence. The others each received their own sentence, so I won't go into detail about them one by one."

Zhang Bingkun was a little depressed. He had a lot to say and originally planned to talk to Zhao Wenhao, but the other party didn't want to listen, which made him very depressed.

Perhaps sensing Zhang Bingkun's displeasure, Zhao Wenhao quickly consoled him, "Captain Zhang, it seems you've done quite a bit of good work this time. How about you treat me tonight and I come over for a couple of drinks?"

"Hahaha..." Zhang Bingkun laughed immediately, "No problem, I'll treat you tonight! Let me tell you..."

"Uh? The phone is hung up? This guy hung up so quickly, I haven't even finished speaking yet."

Zhang Bingkun began to feel depressed again, thinking that he must make Zhao Wenhao crawl back home tonight. He would not stop until he got him drunk!

In fact, Zhao Wenhao did not hang up his phone on purpose.

Because just now, another phone rang suddenly. He took a look at the caller ID and found that the number was actually from Shanghai!

It goes without saying that this must be a call from Perfect Advertising Company. I guess there has been new progress on their side.

Sure enough, when Zhao Wenhao answered the phone, he immediately heard Mr. Wang's excited voice.

"Hey, Mr. Zhao! I have good news for you. Our commercial has been successfully filmed! And the post-production is also done. We can put it out for broadcast anytime now!"

Hearing this, Zhao Wenhao was ecstatic. He hung up the phone with Zhang Bingkun without hesitation and quickly started talking with Mr. Wang.

That night, Zhao Wenhao was indeed drunk and was carried back to the dormitory by Zhang Bingkun's men.

Zhang Bingkun did not fare any better. Although he was not as unconscious as Zhao Wenhao, he was basically in a state of confusion.

The next day, Zhao Wenhao didn't wake up from his sleep until three in the morning.

He shook his dizzy head and smiled bitterly.

I had originally planned to rush to Shanghai today, but in this condition, driving would definitely cause an accident, so how could I possibly leave?

Just ten days ago, Zhao Wenhao finally made up his mind and bought a Santana as his own means of transportation. As for the issue of bodyguard-cum-driver, it had not yet been resolved.

Because Fang Jianxin has been very busy these days and has no time to help him introduce such things.

The day passed by in a daze.

On this day, Zhao Wenhao rarely went to deal with official business. Instead, he calmed down, walked around, and relaxed.

He had been working non-stop for months, with almost no free time. It wasn't until he got drunk yesterday that he finally found an excuse.

In this way, the day passed leisurely.

The next day, Zhao Wenhao once again set out on the road to the Magic City without stopping.

Things went smoothly. After seeing the finished film, Zhao Wenhao was very satisfied. He immediately called Ping'an County and asked the finance department to arrange for the final payment.

He flew directly to the capital with the film.

According to his original plan, the advertisement would be able to start broadcasting next month at best.

Unfortunately, things did not go as he wished. After he communicated with CCTV's advertising department, the earliest time they could arrange it was December 12th.

There are still nearly two months to go, which doesn't mean Zhao Wenhao can't start selling now. But given the low popularity, even if he starts selling now, the sales volume is not optimistic.

In desperation, Zhao Wenhao could only compromise once again: continue to stockpile goods and wait for the opportunity.

"Mr. Zhao, if we continue to stockpile goods, our funds will really not be able to keep up."

"Mr. Zhao, the upstream raw material manufacturers are already pressing for payment of previous outstanding debts. If we don't pay, they can't guarantee to continue supplying us."

"Mr. Zhao, the workers' wages have been delayed for a week. Some people have already started to express their dissatisfaction. If this continues, I'm worried they will cause trouble!"

……

At the end of November, the company's leadership gathered in Zhao Wenhao's office, waiting for Zhao Wenhao to make a decision.

At this time, Zhao Wenhao looked haggard and exhausted both physically and mentally.

"Qin Cheng, how much of the remaining debt can be recovered within this week?"

"A total of 23 has already matured. If nothing goes wrong, it will all be credited this week. The remaining balance has not yet reached its due date. We..."

"Okay, I get it. So, go and get the 23 yuan back immediately. Make sure you get it back within three days. If you don't, I'll hold you accountable!"

"Accountant Li, use all of this 23 yuan to pay the workers. I'll figure out how to make up the remaining amount, and it should be enough to pay the workers' wages."

Zhao Wenhao rubbed his stiff cheeks, feeling helpless.

Because the advertisement failed to be broadcast in time, the original sales plan was disrupted and Hengyuan Electronics' capital chain began to break.

If the problem cannot be solved, the company will have to stop production if things continue like this.

Production suspension is not terrible, the key is that the impact caused by this will be unpredictable.

If the debts owed to the raw material manufacturers are not paid off, the subsequent goods will not be delivered, and the production of hot water heaters and electric kettles will have to be stopped.

Once production stops, the company will have no income.

In this way, the follow-up cannot be maintained.