A hotel on an aircraft carrier and a party on a plane!
"Such a hotel is indeed the best in the world, but why should I sell the aircraft carrier to you?”
Chu Feng smiled faintly." Because I'm the only one who opened the world's number one hotel!"”
"I'm the only one who can treat you to the best wine in the world and treat you to girls from all over the world.”
"Only when I buy this aircraft carrier will the money fall into your pocket!”
The last sentence was the most crucial!
With one sentence, he pulled out a chain of interests.
Wine, sex, wealth, profit…
These things seemed to have a magical power that no man could refuse.
……
Dragon
hospital
There were three people in the ward.
One was sitting on the hospital bed, while the other two were standing by the hospital bed.
If someone came in now, they would most likely recognize these three people.
Because they were already considered local celebrities.
The person sitting on the bed was Zhang Weiguo from the national cotton factory.
Ever since he brought his men to the northern airport to cause trouble and was beheaded, he had been admitted to the hospital and had yet to fully recover.
The two people standing next to him were Zhou Daji, the director of the chemical plant, and Chen Youfu, the director of the rolling mill.
Zhang Weiguo was injured. As long as they were not doctors or nurses, they should be here to visit him.
And visiting patients was never empty handed.
There were a lot of snacks and fruits in the cabinet beside his bed, but not even a banana peel was taken by these two.
They were not here to visit the patient, but to settle scores.
Of course, they weren't looking for Zhou Weiguo to settle the score. Zhou Weiguo didn't give them any money.
There was only one person who owed them money, and that was Zhao Jianping.
"He's not back yet?" Zhou Daji asked.
"No, I haven't." Chen Youfu shook his head.
"No, I haven't." Zhang Weiguo, the director of the National Mill, also shook his head.
They had no news of the old factory manager, Zhao Jianping, nor of the new factory manager, Chu Feng.
Without news of these two people, there was naturally no news of their two million.
But that money was very important to them.
After such a long time, the expenses of the factory had become a big problem. They themselves could not bear it anymore.
If they couldn't get the money back, their factory might also close down, and it would close down earlier than the North Airport.
It was for this reason that they had gathered together.
However, even if they gathered together, there was nothing they could do.
Zhou Daji, the chemical factory manager, suddenly said,"No…Let's go to the northern airport and ask them when they will pay us back!”
Zhang Weiguo, the director of the national cotton factory, shook his head and said,"No, the leader has given the order. If we cause trouble again, we can forget about doing anything.”
The chemical factory manager, Zhou Daji, quickly added,"We're just going to ask, not fight.”
Zhang Weiguo, the director of the national cotton factory, glanced at him and said indifferently,"What if they scold you?"
"They owe me money and still dare to scold me?”
"Not only did they dare to scold you, they even dared to beat you.”
"If they dare to hit me, I will hit them back!”
"Then you're fighting."
"This…"
The chemical factory manager, Zhou Daji, was stunned.
"You can't count it like that!" He suddenly shouted, clearly unconvinced.
"Why not?" Zhang Weiguo, the director of the national cotton factory, asked.
"Because…because…because they did it! If they make the first move, I'll be the one defending!”
"Who can testify?"
"Can't you testify for me?"
Zhang Weiguo, the director of the national cotton factory, sighed and said,"We only have three people, but they have a thousand people. Who do you think is trustworthy?”
"Then we can bring 1,000 people. We can even bring 2,000 or 3,000 people!”
"Then you're gathering people to fight. If you injure someone or kill someone, not only will you not be able to be the factory manager, you might even go to jail.”
"This…"
Zhou Daji, the chemical factory manager, was shocked. He muttered,"Could it be that…we're just going to admit it?”
At this moment, Chen Youfu, the steel mill manager who had been silent for a long time, suddenly shouted,"No! We can't just admit it like this!"
The remaining two looked at him and did not speak.
The worst situation was undoubtedly the steel rolling mill.
Once this month's salary was paid, the rolling mill could not even take out the money to purchase goods.
Without money to purchase goods, there would be no goods to start work. Without work, there would be no money to earn. Without money to earn, there would be bankruptcy. If there was bankruptcy, the more than 1,000 workers would be laid off.
If such a thing really happened, he, the factory manager, would be the culprit.
If the employees couldn't find Zhao Jianping and Chu Feng, they would definitely look for Manager Chen because he was the one who had lent the money out. Now that the money was gone, it was only natural for him to think of a solution.
Because of this, although he didn't talk much usually, he was already filled with anger.
The other two looked at him. They wanted to help, but they couldn't.
After all, they were already like clay bodhisattvas crossing the river and could not even protect themselves. How could they have the spare money to care about others?
It was better for someone else's factory to close down than for his own factory to close down. It was better for someone else to be beaten up than for himself to be beaten up.
Under such circumstances, people naturally had to be a little selfish.
Moreover, they had already angered the factory workers because they had borrowed money without permission. If they dared to borrow another dime, the accountant would probably beat them up first.
After all, without money, the accountant's salary could not be paid. If the factory collapsed, the accountant would also lose his job.
Even if the accountant was the factory director's son, he would still have to suffer this beating.
"Is there really no other way?”
After the excitement, the steel rolling factory manager, Chen Youfu, was like a deflated ball. He could not do anything about it.
If he had a way, he wouldn't have come. Even if he did, he would have brought two bags of fruits instead of a heart full of resentment.
"It's best if we don't do anything. We should also believe them. Even if we don't believe in Old Zhao's character, we should believe in the leader. After all, the leader has already contacted them and trusted them.”
Upon hearing the words of Zhang Weiguo, the director of the national cotton factory, Chen Youfu, subconsciously blurted out,"What if the big leader runs away too?？”
He spoke in a hurry and did not speak properly. When he said it, he was also shocked.
The other two stared at him, the meaning in their eyes self-evident.
"You better watch your words, or no one will help you!”
Chen Youfu lowered his head. He naturally knew that he had said something wrong, and it was very wrong.
If not for the fact that the three of them had a good relationship and were now in the same boat, they would probably have reported him.
"He won't run." Zhang Weiguo, the director of the National Mian Company, suddenly said.
"Who doesn't know how to run?”
He subconsciously wanted to ask if it was the big boss, but he quickly shut his mouth.
" Of course it's Zhao Jianping and Chu Feng," Zhang Weiguo said calmly." They won't run away with the guarantee of the higher-ups."”
After a pause, he added,"Absolutely not.”
In fact, he did not have that much confidence. He said this just to comfort himself.
Zhou Daji, the chemical factory manager, who had been silent for a long time, shook his head and said firmly,"No, they will definitely escape."
"Why? The leader had already contacted them. If they wanted to run, why did they pick up the phone?”
"You won't run if you go over? You won't run now?"
"Why is he running now?"
"Because it was two million in the past, and now it's ten million!”Zhou Daji, the chemical factory manager, almost jumped up.
"Ten million? Where did you get 10 million?" Zhang Weiguo, the director of the National Mill, was stunned. He had no idea about this at all.
The chemical factory manager, Zhou Daji, said coldly,"The leader has raised ten million for Chu Feng!"”
"He even dared to lie to the higher-ups?" Zhang Weiguo, the director of the national cotton factory, couldn't believe it.
"Chu Feng, a person who only cares about money, actually dared to deceive the Heavenly King!”
The entire room suddenly fell silent again. It was terrifyingly quiet.
The clock on the wall moved. Every time the second hand moved, their hearts trembled. This was undoubtedly a kind of torture.
Finally, Zhang Weiguo, who had always been experienced and prudent, could not take it anymore.
He immediately got off the bed and began to take his coat from the hanger.
"Old Zhang, where are you going?" The two of them hurriedly asked.
Zhang Weiguo from the National Mian Factory said coldly,""Looking for the big leader…This isn't over!!”
"Yes!"
"Go make a scene!"
"This isn't over!"
"Bounty for him!"
……
In Leader Song Hui's office.
He suddenly smiled when he found out why they were here.
"Hahahaha! Don't worry, they won't run away!”
Why was he so sure?
Was it because of the phone call with Chu Feng?
Was it because of the manufacturing process of the special steel?
Or was it because he was too pleased with himself and felt guilty for letting Chu Feng get the rare metal?
Maybe both.
However, he was willing to believe it.
Even if he did not rely on anything, he believed in his own judgment.
Chu Feng couldn't run, and neither could Zhao Jianping.
After a few phone calls, he was even more convinced.
Therefore, when he saw the aggrieved faces of the three factory directors, he could not help but want to laugh.
Song Hui suddenly felt that these old guys who were already half-dead were actually like little kids who liked to cry.
In fact, they were on the verge of tears.
However, if they could get their money back, they would be more than happy to laugh.
"Leader, why don't we contact them? If they have money, let them return our money first. After such a long time, we should be able to make money from doing business.”Zhang Weiguo, the director of the national cotton factory, suggested.
The other two factory directors also nodded in agreement."That's right, Leader. Just contact him again.”
Song Hui waved his hand and said with a smile," No need. I just called Chu Feng two days ago. There won't be a problem. Don't worry."”
He was unwilling to ask Chu Feng for money.
This was because he was one of the few people who knew part of Chu Feng's plan. He also knew that Chu Feng's current situation was definitely not easy.
In addition, because he was too complacent, he promised those rare metals randomly. He would definitely have to spend a lot more money.
Perhaps Chu Feng was already in a terrible state because of the money, but he didn't dare to speak to him.
Song Hui thought a lot.
But even he didn't realize that none of those messy thoughts were suspicious. They were all worried about Chu Feng.
Although they hadn't seen each other much, they seemed to have a close relationship.
Thus, he naturally didn't want to call Chu Feng and make things difficult for him.
However, he also knew the situation of the few factories. He also understood that these old fellows would never give up until they saw the money.
Therefore, he proposed a compromise.
"You guys, don't be anxious. You have to take things one step at a time.”
"I understand your difficulties.”
"How about this? I can allocate 100,000 yuan to each of your factories from the city's finances.”
"In addition, I will also write a note to you about the raw materials. I will ask them to provide you with some goods first and pay you two months later.”
"As for your next buyer, if you can't pay me properly, I can help you get it. Is that okay?”
Can I?
Of course he could.
Actually, they didn't expect to get their money back with just a phone call.
It didn't matter if Chu Feng ran away or not. As long as he didn't return, the money wouldn't come back for the time being.
Such a plan could at least revive the factory and not worry about it closing down for the time being.
The three factory directors looked at each other and obviously agreed with this plan.
"Since you don't have any objections, I'll give you the approval now. You can immediately find money to allocate funds."”
A minute later, the three of them each received a 100,000 yuan approval note as they wished. They also received a letter of commitment personally written by the big leader, Song Hui.
With this letter, the raw material factory would definitely be willing to pay for the goods first on account of the big leader.
The matter was handled perfectly.
However, they still did not leave.
"Didn't I already give you the note?" Song Hui asked curiously. Is there anything else?"
The three factory directors looked at each other. Then, Zhang Weiguo, the factory director of the national cotton factory, said first,"Big Leader, we don't have to ask Beijichang for the money. I know it's not easy for them, but I want to talk to them.”
The other two factory directors also agreed." We think so too. As long as we can make a phone call and make sure that we can still get in touch, it's fine. We can delay the matter of money.”
Seeing how determined they were, Song Hui sighed helplessly.
He also knew that if he didn't make this call and listen to Chu Feng and the others 'voices, the three of them wouldn't give up.
So, he picked up the landline phone on the table and called the number on the phone book.
This was Chu Feng's mobile phone number. When they had contacted each other earlier, Chu Feng had told Song Hui the numbers of the mobile phones they had purchased.
The purpose was to make it easier for them to contact each other, so as to prevent misunderstandings from happening when they could not contact each other previously.
But this time, the call was destined to be unreachable.
Because Chu Feng was afraid that the domestic reaction after the last call would be too great and attract the attention of the Eagle Sauce Nation and the North Atlantic treaty organization, he had the old factory manager and Little Wang cut off all contact with the country.
Even if he had already returned to the country, he couldn't.
After all, you would never know if someone with the same skin color and language as you was a fellow countryman or an enemy.
Sometimes, enemies were more like friends than friends.
For safety reasons, Chu Feng had no choice but to be more cautious.
Therefore, when he saw Song Hui's call, he decisively turned off the sound.
Therefore, this phone call was destined to fail.
A moment later.
The connection was cut off.
Song Hui's smile froze on his face.
Looking at the suspicious gazes of the three factory directors, he smiled awkwardly.
"Haha! He must have forgotten to bring his phone. I'll call Old Zhao.”
He dialed Zhao Jianping's number, but no one picked up.
He even suspected that he had dialed the wrong number, but after checking it again and again, he still couldn't get through.
The number was definitely correct, because he had called before and could still get through at that time.
But the problem was that he couldn't get through.
There were two numbers left in the phone book. One was Xiaowang's and the other was the hotel's.
Song Hui called Little Wang first.
This time, it wasn't that no one picked up, but that the call was directly hung up.
He called again, but the other party had already turned off her phone.
Until now, even Song Hui, the leader of the East, could not help but feel a little nervous.
Now, he no longer had the confidence he had before.
There was only one phone call left, but he did not dare to make it.
If he didn't make the call, there was still a 50% chance that the call would go through.
However, if he tried and the call didn't go through, even he couldn't do anything about it.
"Leader, go ahead." Zhang Weiguo, the director of the National Mian Company, suddenly said.
The other two factory directors also said,
"Call him. There's only one number left anyway.”
"Yes, it was the last one anyway.”
Song Hui took a deep breath. He really needed to calm down.
Because he was already nervous.
Finally, he made the call.
After a few rings, the call was connected.
He heaved a sigh of relief.
However, the voice on the other end of the phone was in Russian, and it was a voice that they were unfamiliar with.
"Who are you? Where was Chu Feng? Let him answer the phone!" Song Hui said in broken Russian.
"You're looking for Mr. Chu?" They have already left."
"Gone? Where did he go?"
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