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However, it was very fulfilling to go to the finished product warehouse and look at those construction vehicles.

"This car drives aggressively!" Li Tieniu took a fancy to a bulldozer, and even drove it out for a test drive, and then laughed loudly: "It's like driving a tank, it's fun!"

He is tall and big, and he is so aggrieved to drive an ordinary car.

It's a pity that the speed of this car is too slow, Li Tieniu can only jump down from the cab regretfully.

After turning around, Liu Qingshan left, and Gromov still held him, asking for some drinks in the evening.

Liu Qingshan explained the itinerary. After learning that Liu Qingshan was going to their hometown, Gromov and others hurried back to the house to write letters.

It is really inconvenient to make a phone call now, so they mainly communicate with their families by letters.

Finally, when Liu Qingshan left, he received a bagful of letters.

In addition, Li Tieniu also carried a large bag, which contained items purchased by Gromov and others for his family.

There are clothes and jewelry, etc. Although they are not big-ticket items, they can't hold up to a large number.

There were even a few bottles of white wine in it, and Li Tieniu was so angry that he wanted to drink it directly: Katyusha Trading Company has it, and it's from a long way away, you want me to carry it, what about the tired idiot?

Chapter 130 This incident turned out to be true!

After a year, Liu Qingshan came to Heihe, a small border town again.

After leaving the airport, Hou San and Ding Shan came to pick him up.

It turned out that beside Liu Qingshan, there was a middle-aged man with high spirits, his hair was combed back and shiny, and he didn't wear a hat in winter, probably because he was afraid of affecting his hairstyle.

Ding Shan and the others looked familiar, thinking they should have seen it before.

Hou San has a good memory: Isn’t this Mr. Mou, the one who wants to open the Himalayas.

So he cheerfully stepped forward to say hello: "Mr. Mou, welcome."

Comrade Lao Mou is now at the pinnacle of his life, so his aura is very strong.

He reached out and shook hands with Hou San: "Manager Hou, I happened to meet Mr. Liu by chance and came on the same plane. Excuse me."

Lao Mou was full of style, but Hou San was thin and dry, making it look like a leader meeting ordinary people.

From Liu Qingshan, Hou San knew the style of this old Comrade Mou, so he didn't care, he said twice: "Boss Mou's border trade business is flourishing, welcome to correct me."

Lao Mou nodded: "Let's learn from each other, learn from each other."

"It's quite cold, get in the car first, and let's catch up when we get back to the company."

Liu Qingshan also had no choice, he happened to meet on the plane, at least he had met once, and Heihe is his home field, so he had to entertain him anyway.

So everyone got into a few cars and drove into the city together.

During the Spring Festival, border trade was suspended for more than half a month. After the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, everything went on as usual.

So the streets are filled with cars and people, and it is a bustling scene.

From time to time, you can also see Maomei crossing the border. In winter, she also wears woolen skirts, which is a beautiful scenery on the street.

"The development here is also good, but it is still inferior to that in Manzhouli. After all, there is no railway, and it suffers from transportation."

Of course, Comrade Lao Mou's vision is not bad, and he can see the problem on the Heihe side at a glance.

Although the railway is also being repaired here, the progress is a bit slow.

Hou San has been operating here for many years, so of course he has a deep affection for this city, and he feels a little displeased.

So he said, "Mr. Mou might as well give it to the staff."

Of course Lao Mou understood the subtext, but he didn't care:

"In Manzhouli, I am responsible for the planning. I plan to invest tens of billions of dollars to build the Northern Pengcheng. If the city government here invites me, I might as well do my part."

Saying that you are fat and panting, Hou San simply stopped talking. There is really nothing in common with this kind of person who feels good about himself.

Long Teng's style, influenced by Liu Qingshan, has always been more pragmatic.

This is also related to the fact that most of Long Teng's members are veterans, so seeing Lao Mou who has the attribute of a big fool, it is inevitable that he can't urinate in a pot.

When the convoy came to the headquarters of Longteng Company and entered the office building, Lao Mou noticed a situation, most of the employees who greeted Liu Qingshan were military salutes.

Everyone entered a reception room, made hot tea, and chatted while drinking tea.

Hou San asked Lao Mou why he came, and only then did he learn that it was a matter of negotiating with Mao Zi to launch a satellite together.

Can individuals tinker with satellites?Hou San felt that it was not very reliable.

In fact, Lao Mou is really not bragging. He and Maozi did jointly acquire several satellites, but the investment was lost in the end.

With outsiders present, Liu Qingshan didn't talk about business.

Lao Mou is very good at talking, and he feels good about himself, he is the center everywhere.

Not to mention being in the country, even if he was on the opposite side, Maozi treated him like a star.

It is said that the debt is owed to the uncle, Lao Mou bought the mortgaged goods of the plane, and only paid a small part at that time, and the follow-up, one after another, transported it for several years.

Now Maozi's supplies are extremely short, so Lao Mou is treated like an uncle.

After drinking two cups of tea, Lao Mou proposed to take a look at Longteng's warehouse. In fact, this was his main intention. To put it bluntly, he still wanted to pull some goods from Longteng and transport them to Maozi to pay off his debts.

Hou San glanced at Liu Qingshan, of course he knew what Lao Mou was thinking, and Liu Qingshan had to make up his mind on this matter.

The corners of Liu Qingshan's mouth twitched slightly. Although Lao Mou was best at empty-handed white wolves, his own production and sales were not enough, and Lao Mou looked at it for nothing.

"Mr. Mou, let's go to the warehouse for a walk. We're just making a fuss." Of course Hou San understood Liu Qingshan's intentions, so he agreed.

Everyone got into two cars and drove to the door of the warehouse.

Lao Mo looked at the mountains of wood, steel, and chemical fertilizers piled up outside, and couldn't help but get jealous.

These things are currently in short supply in the country, and there is no need to worry about selling them.

This Longteng company must have made a lot of money.

The warehouse is also crowded with people, most of them are second-tier dealers buying goods, with bills of lading in their hands, shouting non-stop.

The busiest ones are the stevedores. Hundreds of stevedores and many mechanical equipment are responsible for loading and unloading, but they are still too busy.

This lively scene made Lao Mou both envious and disdainful. In his eyes, it was just a small fight to make a little money, and it didn't mean much.

Entering the yard, because it was afternoon, the goods on Maozi's side were basically unloaded, and now it is mainly loading.

"Boss, I expect you to come soon!"

Wang Yufeng, who was directing the loading and unloading, saw Liu Qingshan, and immediately ran over happily, looking very friendly.

"Old Wang, drink some tonight." Liu Qingshan patted him on the shoulder and told him to go to work first.

"Okay, I will definitely drink with the boss, Tieniu, forget it." Wang Yufeng went to direct the loading of the car happily again.

Lao Mou leaned over to check the loading situation, and saw that in the driver's cab, most of the drivers were carrying instant noodles, sucking and sucking, eating deliciously.

After a bite of noodles, a bite of ham sausage, he took out a bottle of wine from his arms, took a sip, and then all looked satisfied.

Looking at those goods again, Lao Mou became greedy: there are a lot of varieties, and they are the most in demand at Maozi.

If he can get so many goods, he can definitely get a few planes back.

So Lao Mou proposed to go to the warehouses to have a look. Some warehouses were shipping goods, and the doors were open, so it was not easy for Hou San to stop them.

Seeing the mountains of goods in the warehouse, Lao Mou's eyes lit up, and he almost stretched out two small hooks from his eyes to hook these goods away.

Because there were outsiders, Liu Qingshan didn't go to his own treasure house, which is the warehouse where valuables are stored.

After walking around, Lao Mou was too cold, and he got warm after entering an office.

After thinking about it, he held the tea mug in his hand and said:

"Mr. Liu, Manager Hou, I think you have sufficient supplies. Can you make a consultation and first rescue the emergency. I urgently need a batch of goods. I can make a short order from you to make a turnaround?"

Seeing that Hou San opened his mouth to speak, as if he was about to refuse, Lao Mou quickly explained:

"Don't worry, although our company's funds are all invested in Manzhouli, and we can't pay in cash for the time being, but you can rest assured that what our company gets back from Maozi is all big-ticket commodities, and the profit will be ten times as soon as it changes hands."

"Take a step back, I am in Manzhouli and Maozi, and I still have private land. After all, this land will not run away with long legs, haha."

Hou San blinked his eyes twice: "Mr. Mou, how big is your land?"

"A total of ten square kilometers, haha, in our country, owning private land is probably the first one."

Lao Mou was full of pride, which was indeed his pride.

Because half of them were donated by Maozi, which is a big deal. It can be seen that Lao Mou's influence, even Maozi chased him to curry favor with him.

Hou San and Ding Shan looked at each other, then shook their heads together.

This move also made Comrade Lao Mou extremely dissatisfied: "Don't think that ten square kilometers is small, this is also the national territory I snatched back from Maozi."

Hehe, Hou San chuckled a few times: "Mr. Mou, you don't know something. You know about Tangnu Wulianghai's return to the motherland last year, right?"

Old Mou was stunned for a moment, then nodded, the return of the Tuva people has been advertised in newspapers and TV for a long time.

Hou San glanced at Liu Qingshan, ignored the boss who kept shaking his head at him, but continued: "Actually, the place in Tuwana was bought by Mr. Liu."

Hou San was really a little angry, this old Comrade Mou was too flamboyant, so Manager Hou wanted to suppress the opponent's arrogance.

Lao Mou was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head: "How is this possible?"

He also knew that Tuva had a total of 17 square kilometers of territory, not his symbolic ten square kilometers.

If you want to buy such a large piece of land, the money you need is probably astronomical.

Because the inside story of this incident was not published in the newspaper, not many people knew the truth, so of course Lao Mou didn't believe it.

Hou San chuckled again: "This matter is only known to the senior management and Mr. Liu's subordinates like us. It's normal that Mr. Mou has never heard of it."

"Tuva needs a lot of material support, so we really can't do anything about Mr. Mou's request."

Hou San also flatly rejected Lao Mou's request. Lao Mou felt a little displeased, but he wanted to know the truth about Tuva.

So after returning to Longteng Hotel, Lao Mou still made a call. He was up there and had a backer.

"Old leader, I'm Xiao Mou. I just want to ask something. What's the story behind Tuva's return last year?"

There was a pause on the phone, and then a voice came: "You know Liu Qingshan, right? He bought Tuva with a huge sum of money, and that's why this piece of land is called back to the embrace of the motherland..."

This thing turned out to be true!

Lao Mou froze in place, feeling a little hot on his face.

He acquired ten square kilometers of land, and he showed it off everywhere, complacent all the time.

But look at others, they have done such a big thing, but they don't show it at all. This is the gap.

"Xiao Mou, don't spread the word about this matter." On the other end of the phone, there was another order from the leader.

"Understood, I understand, I'm bothering the old leader. When I return to the capital, I will definitely pay a visit."

Lao Mou said a few words politely, then put down the phone, the expression on his face was very strange, and kept changing for a while, before Lao Mou stretched out his hand and twitched his face lightly:

"I smoke it myself, so as not to be swollen by others..."

Chapter 130 Is the gap too big?

After eating, it was obvious that old Comrade Mou had become much more low-key.

Hou San secretly laughed in his heart: Sometimes, we still have to show our strength, so as not to be looked down upon by others.

Liu Qingshan didn't care about these things, he still had some admiration for Old Comrade Mou, after all, he was also a momentary hero.

It's just that the two sides are taking different paths, so they are not conspiring with each other for the time being.

Dinner was held in the largest private room of Longteng Hotel, except for Lao Mou and his little female assistant, the rest were some old people from Longteng Company.

The main reason is that there is Lao Mou as a guest, otherwise, Liu Qingshan would eat directly in the warehouse cafeteria, which is more casual.

After drinking for three rounds, Lao Mou finally couldn't help asking: "Mr. Liu, did you go here this time because of crude oil? I have more than a dozen oil tank trucks on hand, all of which were bought from Maozi. , if Mr. Liu needs it, just use it."

Seeing that Lao Mou took the initiative to show his favor, Liu Qingshan knew that he must have found someone to inquire about something, so he smiled and said:

"Thank you, Mr. Mou, for your great help. The cost of transporting by tanker is still too high. I'll see if there is another way."

"Oil pipeline, Mr. Liu, do you want to build an oil pipeline?" Lao Mou couldn't help being a little shocked.

Liu Qingshan nodded: "In the long run, we should do this once and for all. The cost of crude oil extracted from Maozi will be relatively high, and if the transportation cost is added, the profit margin will be too small."