Farmers in the courtyard

Chapter 314 Chapter 315: The past reappears
After the meal, we had a detailed chat, with a few people sitting around drinking tea, and also discussing some specific details, including the investment ratio of each party.

Among the people present, only Jian Dongpu had a rough estimate of Wang Zhendong's net worth, especially the amount he had earned in the past few years, which can be said to be unimaginable.

At this point, Jian Dongpu doesn't know exactly how much property Wang Zhendong owns, so it's just an estimate.

By cooperating with Wang Zhendong, Jian Dongpu, including the Bank of East Asia, will not worry about loans or anything like that. They are purely credit loans and they will be given as much as they want.

Naturally, it is necessary to make good friends with such a big customer, not to mention that Jian Dongpu admires Wang Zhendong very much.

Because Wang Zhendong's patriotism is stronger than anyone else, this is what Mr. Huo and Li Shauji admire about Wang Zhendong.

In those few years alone, nearly six million tons of grain a year were shipped to the mainland for free, which made everyone present fall into despair.

How many billions of grains!

Who can do it?
Therefore, over the past year or so, Handong Investment has begun to lay out grain processing enterprises in Xiangjiang, and they have also secretly helped.

Matters that required cooperation were quickly agreed upon. Wang Zhendong was still the major shareholder and the main investor, and others could contribute capital in proportion.

If you are alone, you can leave directly from the space.

Two gunshots were fired in succession, and the two big tigers fell to the ground.

More than a hundred meters away from the forest, a Siberian tiger slowly came out of the forest. Wang Zhendong did not move and continued to wait.

Wang Zhendong took a deep breath, then stood up, shook off the snow on his body, and walked towards the prey.

Don't use a gun next time, take the trouble to catch one alive.

A week later, somewhere in Siberia, Wang Zhendong was lying on his stomach, also wearing a white cloak, blending in with the snow.

Rather than controlling operations and management himself, Wang Zhendong prefers to be the major shareholder behind the scenes, which saves worry and effort and still makes a lot of money.

When he came to the two tigers, Wang Zhendong knelt down and took a look. His face showed regret. His head was blown off, otherwise he could have made a specimen with the head attached.

Finally, Mr. Huo and others had a brief chat with Wang Zhendong about Zhenhua Trading. Wang Zhendong just listened and did not express any opinions.

Similarly, Wang Zhendong did not intervene in the specific operations, so he also gave up part of his shares.

No matter how you say it, it is wrong. Therefore, there is no need to say it. Whether it is business discussions or the patriotic feelings of several people here, he will not interfere.

I just couldn't find a bigger brown bear, but I'm not in a hurry, winter has just begun.

Mr. Huo wanted to hug Xiao Wu, but unfortunately, Xiao Wu ignored him at all. He was so arrogant that even his uncle Wang Zhenshan couldn't hug him, let alone an outsider.

Sure enough, not long after, another bigger one appeared majestically with tiger steps.

In other words, Handong Investment's shareholding has no direct relationship with Wang Zhendong.

After putting the tiger into the still space, Wang Zhendong looked at the sky and continued on his way. He ran very casually, not worrying about getting lost at all.

At this time, Wang Zhendong did not hesitate and fired at the person who appeared behind him. After one shot, he instantly aimed at the person in front.

How Zhao Wenjin and Liu Changzheng get along with the two Lou brothers and do business are their own affairs, and he no longer worries about them.

Coming to Siberia, the harvest was really great. In a few days, he had already killed three tigers and four black bears.

Qian Laoer also got in the car and left quickly...

Everyone depends on their ability!
Everyone left one after another. Wang Zhendong also took Xiaowu with him. After disguising himself, he left quietly. Qian Laoer, who was waiting outside, saw the two people coming out and quickly opened the door. Wang Zhendong quickly got in the car.

When he came out here this time, he didn't plan to go back in a hurry in a short period of time, but planned to get more good things here.

On the one hand, there is prey, and there is also wood. He also plans to do something serious and stock up on more giant trees.

After the space upgrade, Wang Zhendong's desire to collect has increased infinitely. In a place like this, if he sees any good things, he wants to get some.

The more wood the better, but if you can find coal or something like that, it’s not impossible to collect some.

He knew that there were many coal mines in Siberia.

As for other minerals, there is no need.

Even if it is a gold mine, he is too lazy to dig it because the price/performance ratio is too low. It takes a ton of gold ore to get a little bit of gold. It would be better to go to Xiaozhi's bank to save trouble.

Timber and coal mines are different.

It was still early, so Wang Zhendong continued to go deeper into the wild mountain forest. When he saw suitable big trees along the way, he moved directly into the space.

This is the space collection addiction, the sequelae of Goldfinger.

Before dark, Wang Zhendong shot a few more red deer and captured a few sika deer alive and put them in the space to raise.

Anyway, the large pasture in his space has always controlled the number of livestock, so raising more other herbivores will not affect it.

After raising sika deer, you can also get more antler, which is needed for health maintenance.

He stored the bear bile and tiger bones for his own use.

There is no room to enter, so Wang Zhendong wants to go camping in the wild tonight and experience what it is like to camp in Siberia in the ice and snow.

After setting up the tent and setting up the stones for the fire pit, we started boiling water and making tea, making meat skewers, and eating barbecue and drinking beer.

Since Germany, beer with a static space has been running out.

I have to do some when I have time.

Wang Zhendong prefers beer to liquor, but at this stage, not many people drink beer, whether in the mainland or in Xiangjiang.

Although there are breweries in Sijiucheng, the sales situation is not very good. At this time, Chinese people still like liquor.

For economic reasons, as well as ideological reasons, most people won't drink beer.

As night falls, the bonfire rises, the skewers sizzle, exuding the rich aroma of meat, and Wang Zhendong's enamel jar is filled with dark brown beer.

At low temperatures, beer does not have much foam.

A person drank and ate slowly, surrounded by silence. It was really quiet, as if frozen.

There was no sound of wild beasts or birds.

If he hadn't had a golden finger, Wang Zhendong would have scared himself to death in such an environment before traveling through time.

"It's a pity, it seems there are no hairy girls in this area..."

Wang Zhendong muttered unconsciously, as a man, he must be curious about foreign girls.

Of course, even if he meets Mao Mei, he won't really grab her into the space.

Many times, YY is different from reality.

The idea is just an idea, he won't actually do it, and he can't do such a thing.

This is also the reason why he has a golden finger and does not really let himself go and do whatever he wants, because his bottom line is still there.

Of course, even if there is no golden finger, a normal man will have many thoughts, just like seeing a beautiful woman on the street or a beautiful woman in a video.

There will be all kinds of strange thoughts in the heart, but these are normal. Having thoughts does not mean that the person is like that.

As the old saying goes, a gentleman beware of loneliness. Wang Zhendong understands that even a gentleman will have strange and evil thoughts when he is alone.

Of course, this is his understanding, which is very simple and does not have as many roundabout explanations as the literati.

After eating and drinking enough, Wang Zhendong took advantage of the drunkenness and fell asleep early.

The next day, we continued deep into the wilderness and snow...

Time flew by, and 1964 came to an end in the blink of an eye, and Wang Zhendong appeared again at the train station in Sijiucheng.

As if the scene when he changed jobs reappeared, he got off the train again, walked out of the train station, and looked at the street scene that suddenly seemed like before.

It is also the twelfth lunar month of winter, a season of white snow and biting wind.

(End of this chapter)