Super Monk

At noon, Zhao Fugui called Rongcheng law firm directly and asked them to send lawyers to audit the situation of the pickle processing plant in the afternoon.

Rongcheng law firm's lawyer dare not neglect, the chief counsel personally with two lawyers, ready to assist Zhao Fugui. Rongcheng law firm receives consulting fees from large enterprises in Chengdu every year, and it has millions of income every year. If legal aid is provided with additional fees, what they like most is the business of these large enterprises.

Although Xiaowan village happy farm is not a big enterprise now, it is obvious that it is only a matter of time before Xiaowan village happy farm becomes a big enterprise.

"Hello, Mr. Song, we are Mr. Zhao. We are here to check the accounts and property rights of your factory!" At one o'clock in the afternoon, the chief lawyer of Rongcheng law firm took two people to the pickle processing plant.

"Please come with me. Everything is in the office and ready! My factory owes no money to the bank. Besides, I am the owner of the property right and the sole shareholder of the natural person. The factory has absolutely no problem! " Song said.

The three lawyers started to check the situation of the factory at 1 p.m., and Zhao Fugui and Chen Yihan didn't come until 3 p.m. when they came, the qualification of the factory had been checked.

Three lawyers confirmed that at least there was no problem with the factory. Zhao Fugui then directly transferred 10 million yuan to an account provided by song Bencheng. This account doesn't even belong to song Bencheng himself. Zhao Fugui thinks it's a bit strange, but he doesn't care. He signs a contract to transfer money directly, and then transfers property rights to several departments in the city for filing.

In these departments of Chengdu, the clerks below may not know Zhao Fugui, but the leaders above absolutely know Zhao Fugui. When Zhao Fugui went to these departments, he didn't look for any clerks at all. Instead, he went directly to the people above and finished everything in one afternoon.

"Good luck, boss Zhao. This is the old soup. I don't need it any more. I'll give it to you!" After all the procedures are completed, song Bencheng takes out a large pot of black things from the trunk of the broken Santana. With a reluctant look on his face, he hands the things to Zhao Fugui. "It has been 20 or 30 years since my family began to make pickled vegetables since the reform and opening up. After that, I don't have to do any more!"

"Don't worry, boss song, this pickle processing factory won't close down in my hands!" Zhao Fugui said. Song Bencheng gives Lao Tang to Zhao Fugui, and then goes directly to the airport. He says he ordered the next day's air ticket, but it's not at all. What he ordered is the direct flight abroad tonight.

Song Ben Cheng rushed to the airport and passed several people at the airport. Neither side noticed the other. One side entered the airport, the other side left the airport.

"Song Bencheng still has tens of millions of industries in Chengdu. You go to the bank first to freeze his assets, and go to the public security bureau to let them arrest people. I've already said hello. What he ordered is tomorrow's air ticket. Today we must catch him!" When these people left the airport, there was a special car waiting for them outside the airport, one said.

"I didn't expect that song Bencheng, an old fox, had played a few tricks, and the two billion yuan industry was tossed away by him for five or six billion yuan. But this guy is too stingy. He certainly can't give up the tens of millions of industries in Chengdu. He certainly can't run today! " Said one of the men.

Then the group left the airport in a special car and rushed to Chengdu to prepare for work. Zhao Fugui didn't know all this. He took over the pickle processing factory and called several pickle masters from Xiaowan village.

"Use this pot of old soup to make stewed vegetables for trial. It can't taste bad. We can't smash the signboard of Xiaowan village!" Zhao Fugui moved the jelly like soup down from Knight 15 and said to several masters in Xiaowan village.

"Well, boss, we've brought all the things here, and we can start marinating right away!" Several masters said. Then several people took out the local chicken, mandarin duck and Fugui goose that had been cleaned up. Then they began to wash and heat the machines in the marinated vegetable processing plant and pour in the marinated soup.

Soon, the machines that had not been used for a long time in the factory began to work. The brine soup was gradually dissolved, and the strong fragrance began to spread, which made several people sniff hard.

"It's a very delicious soup. It's a very delicious soup." Fu, the master of stewed vegetables, was surprised when he heard the taste of stewed soup.

"This pot is really a good old soup?" Zhao Fugui didn't pay much attention to this pot of soup. How good can he give it? However, according to the master, this pot of soup is really not simple.

"It's estimated that it's ten years old. Boss, did you buy the secret recipe when you bought the factory? If there is a secret recipe, we can make this kind of old soup by ourselves. The stewed dishes are certainly better than the stewed dishes we make now! " Said the master.

"I didn't buy the secret recipe, only this pot of old soup!" Zhao Fugui shook his head helplessly and said that he didn't know anything about stewed vegetables. He didn't know what the secret recipe of old soup was so important.

"Then we can only use this pot of old soup and keep adding ingredients to it!" The masters shook their heads pitifully, but the injury did not stop. They began to add water and materials, and put all kinds of processed chicken and duck meat.

After boiling for more than half an hour, the local chicken, mandarin duck and Fugui goose rolled in the old soup, and the white meat began to color, with a strong meat flavor, which was better than the flavor of Xiaowan village brine restaurant."The taste is very good. It should be delicious!" Chen Yihan sniffs and thinks the stewed food is very good. Chen Yihan didn't eat pickles, but now he wants to taste them.

"These machines are high temperature and high pressure. The speed of stewed vegetables is very fast. It is estimated that they will be ready soon!" Zhao Fugui saw a master hook the meat a few times with an iron hook, and then fished out a very good local chicken, mandarin duck and Fugui goose from the soup pot.

"It's cooked. The color is beautiful and the meat is tender. Boss, try it! " The master wears gloves and shreds several large birds. The local chicken, mandarin duck and rich goose are quickly torn into pieces.

"Meaning, try it!" Zhao Fugui takes a drumstick and hands it to Chen Yihan. Chen Yihan blows the drumstick, takes a careful taste and nods.

"It's delicious, delicious, really delicious!" Chen Yihan quickly finished eating the local chicken leg and said that he was still in the mood. But she looked at the stewed food, sighed and reluctantly looked away. The most painful thing about eating goods is that you are afraid of eating fat.

"What do you think? What's the flavor of the machine stewed product like this? " Zhao Fugui also thought it was delicious, but he was most concerned about it. The flavor produced by machine can't be too bad, otherwise it can't be sold on the market.