The reborn me has no pattern

Chapter 57 Loyalty
In Kyzyl, the capital of the Republic of Tuva, in the rest room of the government center, Donzinski, director of the administrative department of Ross Agricultural Leasing Company, said happily to the woman: "Alyosha is a good boy, and he can make a lot of money now. gone."

"But Nikolai is in China, and it is always difficult for him to make money."

"I think everything will be fine."

"It would be a pity if that Chineseman whom Alyosha knew would come to lease the land. Otherwise we could get another five hundred million rubles."

"As long as I am still in the company, these are not problems."

Donzinski then asked with a smile again, "Money is everywhere now."

"But Mozger has people complaining."

"Those are idiots. If they were in the company, they would only make more money."

With that said, Donzinski presented two gift boxes to the other party, one was a gold bar and the other was also.

The woman opened the gift box with her fingers, and said, "I can only give you some news. You have to understand that I don't live in Kyzyl."

"Of course, we're all on vacation."

Donzinski still had a smile on his face, "The work of the Far East Development Department is so heavy, I hope you are healthy."

"And you too, Mr. Donzinski."

After finishing speaking, the woman asked her assistant to take the gift box away, but left behind an envelope with the address of the First Vice President of the Republic of Tuva written on it.

Old gentlemen ready to retire can be seen everywhere, Donzinski put the envelope in his arms, and then called a small shareholder of the Northern Mountains Company: "It's me, Mr. Pavlov. Yes, I saw her , Thank you for your help. Say hello to Alyosha for me, he looks like the most handsome Mozger in a Ferrari."

Afterwards, Donzinski, who was whistling, left Kyzyl. After all, he was very busy, and he was busy helping the company spend [-] million rubles every month.

There are too many friends in the company who need to maintain their relationship, and [-] million rubles is too much to spend.

Like buying some high-quality dried onions from Mr. Pavlov, this is a very ordinary day-to-day life.

As for how the dried onions come from, it doesn’t matter, whether it’s from China or the Cossacks is actually the same, and you don’t need to know a hen to eat eggs.

However, on the way back to Mozg, Donzinski had a strange dream, dreaming that he would actually come to the Republic of Tuva to be the governor of the government.

It's funny, if an excellent patriot like myself who is always loyal to the Federation, if he really comes to be the governor of the government, he must do his best for the local government.

Of course, now we have to find a way to spend [-] million rubles every month, and in a few years time, we will definitely have to spend more.

At the same time, a silver Ferrari 360 Modena whizzed by outside the Mozg Northern Mountains company building.

A high-spirited Alexei swaggers through the doors of the company with his arms around a flat-chested model, bragging about how he can casually earn another Ferrari.

I have a rich source of goods in China, inexhaustible, I am Mozger's favorite!

"Alyosha!"

"What's wrong dad?"

"Don't forget your flight tomorrow!"

"Don't worry, Dad, I won't forget. Besides, Zhang delivered 150 tons last month, so he is obviously an excellent supplier."

"I don't care who he is."

Pavlov stepped forward and stared at Alexei, "As long as you have the goods, you can do whatever you want."

"Good dad."

Alexey looked indifferent, he just went to his office with his arms around the flat-chested model, and then when the model squatted under the desk to help him clean up, he called the Songjiang Consulate: "Valian Jing... oh... hiss..."

"You bastard, I'm having dinner—"

"Oh... Valentin, I'll be there tomorrow, hiss..."

beep……

There was a busy signal on the phone, and I couldn't get through again.

Alexei shrugged, then put his hands on the back of his head, leaned back, closed his eyes and enjoyed the fun of going to work.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, there are many pedestrians on the street, and their daily wages are used to buy bread, pickles, and red sausages.

Oh, and onions.

if so.

"I'll be able to buy a 360Spider when I come back from China this time—"

Accompanied by Alexei's high-pitched shouts, he trembled with excitement, then let out a long sigh of relief, and slumped in the seat. After a while, he watched the flat-chested model go to the bathroom to remake and rinse.

By the time Mozge was at noon, it was already evening in Shacheng.

In the canteen of Haonan Food Factory, in addition to the mayor of Daqiao Town and the manager of the township company, there were also people from the Shacheng Foreign Trade Bureau, Shacheng State-owned Company, and the municipal government.

"It's not that your urban area doesn't have its own import and export trading company, so why bother with it?"

Xu Zhentao put down his chopsticks, picked up a glass of rice wine, took a sip and said dissatisfiedly.

"Investment, one point a year is always worth [-], right? Isn't this also a guarantee for a good harvest due to drought and flood? Besides, Boss Zhang is also an excellent farmer entrepreneur in the city..."

"That's to say, Old Xu, you don't have much money in Daqiao Town, the bigger the business capital, the better. Are you right? Besides, export a game of chess to the outside world, don't be a bully, what are you doing..."

Zhang Haonan was eating and laughing in his seat. This kind of scene of grabbing meat and sharing food is actually quite common. When exporting woolen sweaters in the early years, it happened that the mayors of two towns upgraded from confrontation to martial arts.

The times are advancing, and now everyone has become a lot more civilized.

For example, the common people in Wujiadai Village can now listen to advice, instead of breaking through cards and overturning sentry boxes at every turn, ignoring the law.

Assaulting cadres is an illegal act, and everyone has already understood this point.

This meal was actually very harmonious, mainly because the urban and town governments did not intend to conduct raids to snatch customers, but just wanted to get involved.

If there is money to be made, just mix it up. It doesn't matter if you have more or less. If you invest in this kind of thing, not losing money is also an achievement.

"By the way, Boss Zhang, I heard from Lao Xu that there will be new categories in the future?"

"It's still agricultural and sideline products, mainly dried shiitake mushrooms, and a little bit of pork products."

"Then I wish Boss Zhang a fortune in advance."

"Thank you very much..."

After drinking and eating, he sent away the people from the Foreign Trade Bureau, the Municipal State-owned Assets Corporation, and the municipal and town governments. Then Xu Zhentao cursed depressingly: "Mother whore, this thing is hot..."

"It doesn't matter, it's good to have them get involved, and the approval is much easier."

Zhang Haonan saw that Xu Zhentao was still unwilling, so he smiled and said: "Mayor Xu, don't care about this, I'm not saying this perfunctorily. As long as the pig farm is built, I will build a European-style sausage processing factory at the end of the year."

"Fuck, is it true or not?"

When he heard the word "European style", Xu Zhentao couldn't help feeling that it was very grand.

Zhang Haonan didn't explain either. After all, he didn't lie. Who said that the country of Ross is not considered Europe?
Eastern Europe is also Europe.

(End of this chapter)