Golden Fishing Village

After getting in the car, Ao Muyang went straight from the pier to the Blue Boatman. This is a long way. The Blue Boatman is in Jincheng District. The car runs along the seashore for more than 20 kilometers before entering Jincheng District.

Jincheng District is a subsidiary city of Hongyang and a marginal city. It has beautiful scenery. There are many factories in the area, but few hospitals, schools, large supermarkets and other supporting facilities for life. Therefore, there are few residential areas and low housing prices.

Blue Boatman is located on the seashore, occupying an excellent pier for docking. Many newly completed giant ships are moored in the port. Ao Muyang looked out from the car with a burning gaze.

The driver was very talkative. When they arrived at Jincheng District, he asked, "Brother, what are you going to do?"

Ao Muyang said, "I want to buy a fishing boat."

The driver nodded, "Oh, that's great. Blue Boatman's fishing boat technology is top-notch in the country. Just talking about fishing boats, it's not worse than those large state-owned heavy industries."

Ao Muyang laughed and said, "Isn't this a bit exaggerated? Jiangnan Shipyard and Liangjiang Heavy Industry, I think these ship companies are more powerful."

The driver also laughed and said, "This must be, but Blue Boatman is also very powerful, with a market value of tens of billions, and its president is a powerful character."

Ao Muyang said, "Well, the president of Blue Boatman is very powerful. It's amazing that he can develop a bankrupt state-owned shipyard to where it is today."

"We are not talking about one person, I am talking about Yan Qingcheng." At this point, the driver snorted, "Yan Qingcheng, this vixen, But the leaders are very comfortable to serve.

Ao Muyang said: "Why do you say that? I remember that the president of Blue Boatman was named Zhang. When did it change to Yan Qingcheng?"

He had been away from his hometown for many years and had not paid attention to this kind of corporate news. The 'President Yan' mentioned by the Coast Guard officials before was always a vice president or sales director of Blue Boatman.

At this time, the driver snorted again and said: "Yes, the surname is Zhang, Zhang Longming, but he was unlucky. He had just brought up Blue Boatman, but he had a car accident. Such a large family property was left to his vixen wife."

Ao Muyang smiled and said: "You don't seem to be very interested in the current president?"

The driver curled his lips and said: "People with a little conscience will not be interested. This vixen is not a good bird. Zhang Longming was actually killed by her design just to occupy the family property!"

Ao Muyang was shocked: "Is it impossible?"

The driver said: "My information is all internal information, absolutely reliable, don't disbelieve it, I have been a scout, and I am very good at collecting information."

"Really?" Ao Muyang smiled.

The driver was anxious: "Don't believe it? Did you see the Accord behind? It has been following us since you got on the car, from the dock to here, I have been watching it all the time."

Ao Muyang looked back and saw that there was indeed a black Accord driving far behind.

He frowned and said, "Has this car been following us?"

The driver said, "It may also be a pass. Maybe it is planning to go to the Blue Boatman like you."

As he said that, he showed a secretive smile on his face: "Let's not talk about this. I will tell you some inside information. Zhang Longming's death is definitely a trick of Yan Qingcheng. Zhang Longming's parents came to make trouble, but this vixen is very capable and no one can knock her down..."

Ao Muyang listened and listened, and slowly understood that the driver's topic was always about Yan Qingcheng, and his tone was sour, calling her a vixen and a disaster. His words were full of disdain, but his face was full of yearning.

The driver didn't say much, and they had already entered the door of the Blue Boatman.

After Ao Muyang got off the car, the driver reluctantly said: "See if you have a chance to meet Yan Qingcheng today. This woman is more beautiful than a big star, tut tut..." The taxi left, and it seemed that the smacking of lips remained. Ao Muyang was about to enter the factory, and a capable security guard ran out, saluted him first, and then asked seriously: "Hello, sir, who are you looking for?" Ao Muyang said: "Hello, I'm looking for Mr. Yan. I made an appointment on the phone. I want to buy a fishing boat." As soon as he finished speaking, the security guard said: "Are you Mr. Ao Muyang?" Ao Muyang nodded: "Yes." The security guard waved his hand, and an electric golf cart drove over. The driver said: "Mr. Ao? Hello, get in the car, Mr. Yan arranged for me to pick you up." The leaders of the Coast Guard Detachment were very proud. Tu Xinjie just made a phone call, and Yan Qingcheng valued him so much. After picking up Ao Muyang, the driver said, "Mr. Ao, I will take you to the VIP room first. Our General Manager Yan has some urgent matters to deal with. She will come to see you after she finishes the matter. Is that okay?"

Yan Qingcheng said this on the phone. Ao Muyang said, "Your General Manager Yan is too polite. In fact, I just bought a fishing boat..."

As he was talking, a Maybach came towards him.

The wide body is stable and majestic, the black paint surface shines, and the golden double M logo has a luxurious atmosphere. The whole car is extremely noble and beautiful.

Looking at this luxury car, Ao Muyang couldn't help but think of a sentence from his boss when he worked in the hotel: Rolls-Royce is prepared for people of noble status, Bentley is only prepared for rich people who have a demand for quality of life, only Maybach, only Maybach, it is prepared for extremely successful people.

After saying this, their boss went to pick up a Lamborghini because his son strongly requested to buy this car.

The Maybach drove over calmly and braked slowly. The back door opened and a woman got out of the car with a sweet smile. After getting out of the car, she smiled and her eyes curved into two crescent moons: "Mr. Ao? Hello, I'm Yan Qingcheng."

The voice was as sweet as the one on the phone. Ao Muyang's guess was right. The owner of this voice was indeed charming and innocent.

The driver stopped the car, Ao Muyang got out and shook hands with Yan Qingcheng and said, "Hello, Mr. Yan, I didn't expect you to come out to greet me in person. I am really flattered."

Yan Qingcheng smiled lightly and said shyly, "Then I have to say sorry. In fact, I didn't come to greet you on purpose. I have an urgent matter on hand and need to go and see it. It's just that I saw the car I arranged to take you, I guessed your identity, and specially greeted you first."

This is self-indulgent, Ao Muyang laughed at himself, but he didn't feel ashamed. Yan Qingcheng said it so generously, it seemed like a joke between friends.

She had just said a word when her phone rang again. She looked at the caller ID and hung up the phone, then said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Ao, the matter I'm dealing with is a bit urgent and needs to be dealt with as soon as possible."

She pursed her lips and said, "Well, now that we've met, it would be unreasonable for me to leave you alone to wait. If you don't mind, can I take you to the sea? We're passing by the dock, and you can take a look at our fishing boats."