Rural Shennong

Some people say they want to set fire secretly, some people say they want ordinary workers in the factory to beat them with sap, and they want to talk about people throwing dung and smashing glass.

Just when they were having a good discussion, the door of the ward was kicked open.

Duan Peilong rushed in with a large group of people, and started beating him straight away.

These scumbags haven't recovered from their wounds yet. Many of them are wearing bandages and crutches, and their combat effectiveness is about zero.

He was beaten up by Duan Peilong and the others, crying for his father and mother, and some even knelt down and kowtowed to beg for mercy.

Bai Tiejun was beaten and coughed up blood, and his eyes were swollen into light bulbs.

Duan Peilong grabbed his neck and said, "Do you really not understand human speech?"

"My elder brother said, let you rubbish go as far as you can, otherwise I will see you and beat you every time."

"I'll give you two more days, if you don't go away, you will be at your own risk!"

After finishing speaking, he left Bai Tiejun and left the hospital with his men.

Bai Tiejun cried.

Are we rogues, or are you rogues?Is this trying to force us to death?

They were transferred that night, to a hospital outside Haicheng.

No one mentioned revenge anymore. Compared with Duan Peilong and the others, they are not on the same level in terms of force or cruelty.

This is how the wicked have their own grind.

Without the bastards like Bai Tiejun, Liang Ying quickly recruited a group of new workers into the factory.

Only a week later, Dongling Beauty Factory was on the right track, and its revenue was significantly higher than before.

"Sister Liang really has a lot of skills." Chen Ping held a report in his hand and sighed, "If she hadn't had such a caring husband, the scale and profit of this factory would have been at least ten times larger than it is now."

"By the way, Bai Tiejun and those gangsters didn't cause any trouble in the factory, did they?"

Wang Fang replied: "Not only did they not cause trouble, but they also listed all the houses around the factory and wanted to sell them."

The tube buildings around the factory are the homes of this gangster.

Hob meat like Ai Dacheng is, after all, a minority.

It is the normal state of the world not to be provoked, but to be able to hide.

Wang Fang tentatively asked, "Boss, how about we buy all the surrounding houses?"

Chen Ping pondered for a moment: "Do you want to expand the scale of this factory?"

Wang Fang nodded: "Boss, Dongling Beauty Makeup is making money. I read the development plan formulated by Sister Liang. She has great ambitions and very little risk."

Chen Ping stroked his chin and thought for a while, then took out the Black Dragon Card from his pocket, and put it on the table: "You can just swipe it within 5000 million."

"I'll give you three days to expand the factory area, and then return the card."

Wang Fang's eyes lit up: "Boss, why don't we buy this small building as well."

The location where Chen Ping is now is a two-story building rented by Wang Fang, which is used as the office of the secretariat.

Wang Fang had too many things to deal with, and she couldn't do it alone, so she recruited seven or eight clerks to help her share the official duties.

Chen Ping also agreed, and promoted her to the director of the secretariat.

"Let's talk about it. I don't have a lot of money right now. You know very well what's going on in Lingnan. I still have a lot of foreign debts to pay off."

Wang Fang disagreed: "Boss, based on the cash flow of our various industries, we can repay the loan in at most one year."

"Besides, which group company has no loans now, our financial situation is considered very healthy."

Chen Ping frowned slightly: "Do you want to set up a group?"

Wang Fang nodded and said, "Yes, boss."

"I think we have so many industries now that we can completely integrate them into a group, turn each industry into a branch, and conduct unified scheduling and management, so as to give full play to the advantages of the industrial chain."

Chen Ping raised his head and stared at Wang Fang.

Wang Fang's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, she lowered her head in panic, not daring to look at Chen Ping.

If she doesn't set up a group, she will be Chen Ping's secretary, helping Chen Ping deal with major and minor business matters.

It is okay to say that she is high and powerful, but it is also okay to say that she is nothing.

But forming a group is different.

Based on what she is doing now, she can at least be the vice president of the group, and it is not impossible for her to be the CEO.

Chen Ping said calmly: "You are willing to do things and have ambitions, I have no objection."

"People, there must be some pursuit."

"But you have to remember one thing, don't play tricks on me."

"You can only take what I give you, and don't worry about what I don't want to give you, understand?"

Wang Fang turned pale: "I...I understand!"

Chen Ping got up and walked out. When he reached the door, he stopped: "For the establishment of the group, you can communicate with other presidents, I agree!"

After Chen Ping left, Wang Fang's stiff body instantly collapsed on the sofa.

The vice president of the group should be fine, but she couldn't be happy at all, and instead felt lingering fear.

Chen Ping was beating her and giving her sweet dates.

In fact, Chen Ping knew that Wang Fang's current loyalty was fine.

Keren's desires are unlimited, if she indulges her too much, if one day her ambition gets out of control and expands, it will inevitably cause some troubles.

Wang Fang is a smart person, and this lesson is enough for her to remember for a lifetime.

After leaving the secretariat, Chen Ping drove back to the first-rank minister.

After entering the gate of the villa, I saw the mermaid shuttling in the swimming pool.

Chen Ping went into the room and changed into a pair of big pants, shirtless, took a can of beer and sat down on the beach chair by the swimming pool.

Lei Jialan swam over, lay on the edge of the pool and looked up at him: "Are you finished?"

Chen Ping was caught by the deformed gully by the pool, "Well, it's over, why don't you go to work today?"

Lei Jialan noticed Chen Ping's fiery gaze, not only did not hide, but climbed up and straddled Chen Ping: "I'm injured and need to recuperate at home."

Chen Ping felt that the beer didn't quench his thirst at all, and his throat was a little dry: "I don't think your injury is serious enough."

The wounded still dared to provoke, but Chen Ping couldn't bear it.

It is impossible to add injury to injury, Lei Jialan wished she could stay with Chen Ping for 24 hours, making rapid progress, and her combat effectiveness was extremely strong.

Even if Chen Ping is a martial arts master, he still feels a bit overwhelmed.

Tutoring Lei Jialan to practice Kung Fu, the two of them fell asleep hugging each other until the middle of the night.

Early the next morning, after breakfast, Lei Jialan, who had almost no limit to her pursuit of martial arts, started to provoke again.

Half an hour later, Lei Jialan, who had just been defeated in a battle, was recovering, but her big eyes full of love still made Chen Ping tremble.

Chen Ping felt like his body was going to be hollowed out.

When the phone rang, Chen Ping jumped out of bed, didn't even see who was calling, and quickly answered: "Hello, I'm Chen Ping."

He thought to himself, it could be regarded as a savior.

"Brother Aping, where are you?"

As soon as Chen Ping heard the voice, he knew who it was: "Yingying? I'm...I'm in the city, what's the matter?"

Bai Yingying said anxiously: "Can you come to the Third Hospital? Something happened to my classmate!"