Kuang Biao: Gao Qiqiang calls me the Godfather of Jinghai

The two of them were so busy that they had to face each other.

"Uncle Tai is really something. He actually trusts an outsider so much."

After singing the song, Wei Xinglong returned to the sofa. He sent away the lady who was accompanying him and sat next to Xiao Wanhua.

At this time, there were only two of them in the box.

Xiao Wanhua laughed, "Mr. Zhang is really capable. The demolition of Jinghai Machinery Factory was all thanks to Mr. Zhang."

"Uncle Tai sent him to gild his reputation." Wei Xinglong said sarcastically, "Besides, that guy is too self-righteous and wants to win us over. However, we kept calling him Mr. Zhang in front of him, which made him confused."

"You guys." Xiao Wanhua drank whiskey: "Mr. Zhang has just entered the industry and has a lot to learn. If you encounter any problems, you can also ask me to solve them."

"We all know that things on the construction site still depend on Mr. Xiao." Wei Xinglong flattered.

Xiao Wanhua said, "How can I have that ability? It's all thanks to Uncle Tai's trust."

"Mr. Xiao is too modest." Wei Xinglong said, taking out a box of tea from his bag: "I heard that Mr. Xiao has a bad throat, and this tea is particularly good for curing the throat."

"What tea is so effective for curing the throat?"

Xiao Wanhua became interested, he opened the tea box, and there was a bank card in the tea box.

"You just like to do these things." Xiao Wanhua said so, but he simply put it in his bag.

Wei Xinglong smiled and asked: "Mr. Xiao, is anyone doing the greening of the machinery factory?"

The profit of engineering greening is not low. As long as it is properly operated, it can have a profit of at least 35%.

Xiao Wanhua shook his head: "It's not my responsibility now."

Wei Xinglong was a little embarrassed, but the gifts were all given out.

Xiao Wanhua said: "But I will talk to Mr. Du, and he will give me a face."

"Thank you, Mr. Xiao, Mr. Xiao, I toast you a glass." Wei Xinglong raised his glass.

After Xiao Wanhua finished drinking, he reminded: "It's too boring for the two of us to drink."

"I'll let the girls come back."

Wei Xinglong stood up, and soon, the ladies who accompanied him came back.

...

A week later.

Yujuan Food Stall.

Zhang Yaoyang, Lao Mo, and Zhao Lei met Liang Hongtao who had just been released from prison.

Liang Hongtao was only concerned with eating, and he looked like an intellectual who ate voraciously.

However, it was not Liang Hongtao's fault, because the food in prison was very poor, with few meat and vegetables, and even less taste.

Zhang Yaoyang, Lao Mo, and Zhao Lei were drinking beer and chatting.

"Lao Mo, I've shown you a house. Go and have a look tomorrow."

At this time, Zhang Yaoyang took out a key from his pocket and put it in front of Lao Mo.

The housing prices in Jinghai are not high.

However, a small two-bedroom house of 60 square meters in Jiuchang Street costs more than 80,000 yuan.

"Well." Lao Mo put away the key to the house.

Zhao Lei said, "Brother Mo, tell me when you move, and I'll go to help."

"Well." Lao Mo nodded.

Zhang Yaoyang said to Zhao Lei again, "Shitou, your sister-in-law has arranged a blind date for you. I'll go shopping with you tomorrow morning."

"Blind date! Can I... can I not go..." Zhao Lei refused on the spot.

Zhang Yaoyang smiled and said, "It doesn't matter whether it succeeds or not. Just treat it as meeting a friend. You are not a child anymore. You can't really live with machines for the rest of your life."

"But I have been in prison." Zhao Lei said in a low voice.

Most people who have been in prison lack confidence, especially honest people like Zhao Lei.

Zhang Yaoyang said disapprovingly, "Didn't I also go to prison? Your sister-in-law didn't dislike me."

"Then I'll try." Zhao Lei scratched his head and dug his toes on the soles of his shoes.

While Zhang Yaoyang was talking to Lao Mo and Zhao Lei, Liang Hongtao finally put down his bowl and chopsticks.

"Are you full?" Zhang Yaoyang looked at Liang Hongtao.

"Uh." Liang Hongtao pounded his chest and burped: "I can't eat anymore."

Zhang Yaoyang asked: "Have you decided what to do after you get out?"

Liang Hongtao scratched his head and said in a daze: "I'll go home first. I don't know how my parents are doing."

"Yeah." Zhang Yaoyang took out a stack of banknotes from his bag and put it in front of Liang Hongtao: "Take it first."

Liang Hongtao hurriedly pushed the money back and said: "Brother Yang, no, no, no, I can't take your money. You took good care of me in prison, and I didn't have a chance to repay you."

"We are all brothers, so don't be polite."

Zhang Yaoyang stuffed the money into Liang Hongtao again.

Liang Hongtao wanted to refuse, but saw Zhang Yaoyang frowned: "Don't you want to be a brother?"

"Brother Yang, I'm wrong

"Is it not okay for me to take the money?" Liang Hongtao hurriedly took the money.

Zhang Yaoyang said: "We are all brothers who have been in prison together. If you have any difficulties in the future, come to us at any time."

Zhao Lei, who has always been introverted, also said: "We are all hanging out with Brother Yang now, and we are all doing well."

"Okay, if I can't make it, I will also come to Brother Yang." Liang Hongtao said, it is said that what you hear is false and what you see is true. He saw with his own eyes how Zhang Yaoyang treated Zhao Lei and Lao Mo.

Zhang Yaoyang really treated people well.

"Okay, I won't go home until I'm drunk tonight." Zhang Yaoyang raised his glass and said with a smile.

Lao Mo, Zhao Lei, and Liang Hongtao followed suit.

...

The next morning.

As soon as Zhang Yaoyang entered the office, Cheng Cheng followed him in: "Brother Yang, the money from Xinda has not arrived yet, and General Manager Yu has been urging us to pay."

"Let him urge us to pay. "Zhang Yaoyang disagreed.

Cheng Cheng worriedly said: "But if the matter gets out of hand, Uncle Tai will know about it, and it will not be a matter of liquidated damages."

"Are you worried that this matter will affect Uncle Tai's opinion of me?"

Zhang Yaoyang asked Cheng Cheng.

Cheng Cheng nodded.

Zhang Yaoyang laughed, he could understand Cheng Cheng's mentality very well.

Cheng Cheng is a very standard "worker". Even a model worker.

What she did was just to make her work more perfect, so as to get rewards and promotions.

Just like kindergarten children working hard to win little red flowers.

Zhang Yaoyang asked: "Then how do you think we should solve it?"

Cheng Cheng said: "The material cost is not much, we can advance it first."

She knew that Zhang Yaoyang had earned tens of millions through subcontracting projects and was not short of money at all.

Zhang Yaoyang asked back: "Why doesn't Mr. Xiao advance it? "

Cheng Cheng blurted out: "Because this project is your responsibility..."

Before she finished speaking, she saw Zhang Yaoyang shaking his head. She asked suspiciously: "Did I say something wrong?"

Zhang Yaoyang sat on the desk, smoked a cigarette, and said with a smile: "Let's make a bet."

"What bet?" Cheng Cheng asked doubtfully.

Zhang Yaoyang looked at Cheng Cheng and joked: "If Xinda can pay the money tomorrow morning, then you must obey my orders unconditionally and do one thing for me, anything."

Cheng Cheng asked back: "What if you lose?"

In Cheng Cheng's view, the problem is with Xinda Group, and there is a problem with their loan.

Loan problems are not so easy to solve.

Zhang Yaoyang smiled and said: "I recommend you to Uncle Tai to make you the vice president of the Construction Group."