Catastrophe

After Xia Houjin of Daxia Company sent his secretary to Xingguang Company, he once again asked Mad Lion as an intermediary and made a negotiation request.

After Qin Xiaoyu received the news, he immediately found Ning Zhe: "There is another news from Daxia Company, and the mad lion came over this morning, saying that Xia Houjin's secretary wants to meet us, and the person is already there. On the way, how do we respond to this matter?"

"Procrastinate!" Ning Zhe heard the words and said to Qin Xiaoyu: "It's a good thing that the people from Daxia Company are here, but don't rush to talk to them. After the people arrive, find an excuse to delay them, as long as Daxia Company is here. The company is safe if there are people here, and they send people over at this time, which is a good thing."

Qin Xiaoyu nodded and asked, "How long do you need to drag them?"

"Try to delay as long as possible, but be realistic about things, don't let the people of Daxia Company feel that we are dragging them on purpose. Now the relationship between the three companies is inherently more sensitive. If we let Daxia Company I feel that we are abnormal, and it is easy to have a counter-productive effect." Ning Zhe thought for a while: "Let Zhang Fang do the reception, he will be more experienced in handling such things, and the two of you should discuss the company's affairs. ."

Qin Xiaoyu looked at Ning Zhe: "Why, are you leaving?"

Ning Zhe shrugged and said: "Well, I have something to do here, and I need to go back to the independent camp to negotiate with Hu Yihan. Since the Starlight Company was exposed, only the people from the Jing clan have not negotiated with us, which means they have ideas for us. Jing The valve people don't know when they will attack us, and I have to get the aftermath done in a limited time."

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After Lu Meng left Wugucheng, he took Hu Lang along in a military convoy returning to Daosui City. After getting off the bus outside the city, he was picked up by an off-road vehicle with a military license plate and got into the car. Inside, I saw Lu Qingwei, the director of the Confidential Division of the Imperial Guard Headquarters, and greeted with a smile, "Long time no see!"

"It's been long enough!" Lu Qingwei glanced at Lu Meng, handed over a cigarette and smiled, "I haven't seen you for a few months, how can you be like a refugee?"

Lu Meng took the cigarette and responded: "Wugucheng is a frontier, and the living environment is incomparable to that of the fortress. How can we, the grass-roots officers who are in the front line all day, be like you who are sitting in the office and pointing the country. compare!"

"Fuck off, don't make fun of me!" Lu Qingwei scolded with a smile, started the car, and drove towards the city: "For you, being able to serve in the army is far better than working in the food agency, right?"

Lu Meng smiled wryly: "Don't mention it, if I had known today, I might as well stay in the food agency. The grassroots is a place where people can level their fighting spirit. If you really experience the suffering of the people, you will find that the chaebol propaganda Appearance, and this society are completely two worlds!"

"Haha, you are from an aristocratic family after all, and you still don't understand after living such a long life. The peaceful and prosperous times in the report are for those leaders who live in temples, not for the people, and we need to be lucky, it's you. I have a good family background, so I don't need to be trampled on and exploited at the bottom." Lu Qingwei is a clear-headed person, and he doesn't have the ambition in Lu Meng's heart, so he is very open to this kind of thing: "Where are you going? "

Lu Meng scratched his ears: "WFP."

"Food Department?" Lu Qingwei glanced at Lu Meng: "Are you joking, or are you really going? Are you really tired of the frontier life and want to come back to work?"

"I came back this time to discuss business with the people from the food agency, but I also need you to do me a favor..." Lu Meng started talking with Lu Qingwei in the car when he mentioned the business.

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Forty minutes later, Lu Meng pushed the door and walked into the office of Yin Deyong, Deputy Director of the WFP, and greeted a middle-aged man inside with a smile, "How busy are you, Uncle Yin?"

"Yo, why are you here! Hurry up and sit down!" Yin Deyong greeted Lu Meng with a smile when he saw Lu Meng entering the door, "I heard that you were transferred to the frontier, how are you, are you still adapting there?"

Lu Meng smiled lightly and said, "Everything is alright. Work is the same everywhere. I just returned to Daosui City today, thinking of visiting the old leader."

"It's rare that you have such a heart." Yin Deyong poured a cup of tea and handed it to Lu Meng: "Have you seen Director Lu?"

"No." Lu Meng shook his head slightly: "Uncle Yin, to be honest, I returned to Daosui City this time, in addition to handling some personal affairs, I also came to see you specifically."

"See me?" Yin Deyong and Lu Meng looked at each other: "Is there anything I can help you with?"

Although Yin Deyong is the deputy director of the WFP, as a person with a foreign surname, he is usually very low-key in the unit. He has no thoughts about power and is only responsible for the internal affairs of some units, so as not to get involved in these political struggles.

Although Yin Deyong was not a member of the Lu family, he was quite aware of the infighting of the Lu Tianhe family, so when he heard Lu Meng's words, his heart trembled, for fear that he would be involved in these rumors.

"Uncle Yin, I want to buy a batch of grain." Lu Meng nodded and said bluntly, "I want to buy the old grain and brown rice stockpiled by the Food Administration."

"That's it?" Yin Deyong breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words, and said with a smile, "You don't need to say hello to me about this, just go to the logistics office to find Xiao Li."

"Uncle Yin, Director Li may not be able to help me with this matter." Lu Meng shook his head slightly and said softly, "I need a relatively large amount of food. In this kind of matter, Director Li alone may not have the right to decide. ."

"Oh?" Yin Deyong raised his eyebrows slightly: "How much food do you want?"

Lu Meng responded with bright eyes: "I want the five major fortresses in the north center~www.readwn.com~ all the grains from the official granary of the Lu family!"

When Yin Deyong heard the words, his eyebrows instantly became a pimple.

The so-called five central fortresses refer to the capital Daosui City and the four surrounding fortresses.

These five fortresses are the most prosperous places in the Lu family, and they also form the political center. The internal warehouses have hoarded a large amount of food, enough to maintain the main fortresses of the Lu family for at least half a year.

Every once in a while, the grain hoarded in these granaries will be replaced and flowed into the private market, and those grains that are about to fail to meet the edible standard, or some moldy grains are the so-called stale grains.

Although the granary will not be replaced on a large scale at one time, the amount of old grain exchanged every month is also a large amount. Taking Daosui City alone, the amount of old grain exchanged every month can also be calculated as 100 tons.

And Lu Meng's mouth actually set his sights on Chen Liang of the five fortresses, and directly stunned Yin Deyong.