Reborn in Changbai Mountain, I rely on my divine eyes to dig ginseng and hunt

Mr. Sun was very happy: "The factory director is talking about the third month of the lunar calendar. It is spring and flowers are blooming at that time, so the goods can be transported there."

"Yes, a few days ago, Sergei, the Minister of Commerce of the Russian Federation, called and said he wanted to exchange three planes, but I didn't agree."

Mr. Sun's eyelids twitched with excitement. He knew very well how much profit there was. There are too many food processing companies in our country with strong production capacity. Airlines have a great demand for aircraft, so this business can be done."

Liu Xialian shook her head. "For this one deal, many people are so jealous that they want to eat us. We can talk about the follow-up after this deal is completely completed. The big bear country is not a good man. Contact other export channels as soon as possible. Spring is coming soon, and our thorny old buds will be very large."

Mr. Sun is quite confident: "We gave our samples to the Koreans and the people of Xiaozi. The agents in these two countries are very satisfied. I think it should work. If we can exchange for foreign exchange, the province will strongly support us. After all, exchanging wild vegetables for foreign exchange is a great thing."

"Okay, we will develop the Northeast market in the first half of next year, and then start entering the country."

"Okay, the sales department will always be the gun in your hand, you can shoot wherever you point it."

After talking about work, the sales department is doing quite well. The six salesmen have completed their transformation and become real salesmen, mainly responsible for investment promotion, which is quite good. These days, business is mainly done through telephone, letters, train trips, etc.

After Liu Xia Lian finished her talk, Zhao Hua brought Zhang Wang and others back from the hospital.

Zhang Wang was cursing and seemed very angry.

"Brother-in-law, how are you injured? Is it serious?"

Zhang Wang shook his head: "It's not serious. We were injured six and they were injured more than a dozen. They are quite timid and are ruing their debts. I guess they won't come back."

"Oh, take your time, don't be anxious, let's go inside."

In the fleet lounge, Zhao Hua poured a cup of tea for Zhang Wang. When he first worked at the forest farm, Zhang Wang was a mama's boy. Now as the fleet captain, he has become a rough man who always talks about his mother.

Most of the fleet partners are large state-owned enterprises, so the freight is fairly guaranteed and there is no need to worry. However, the legal system is not sound these days, and many things are solved by force. For example, the biscuit factory in Wangjia Town on the outskirts of the city, the factory director Wang Ergou owed a total of 1,642 yuan in freight.

The New Year is almost here. This afternoon, Zhang Wang took some people to collect debts. As soon as they arrived at the factory, Wang Ergou had his men block the gate and started to work.

"We were very restrained and didn't have any weapons. Their guy used mop poles and shovel poles to beat us out."

"Do you have the IOU and freight settlement slip?"

"Both. At the beginning, Director Wang said it was okay and the freight was settled on time. But later, I don't know what happened. He only paid half of the freight and issued a receipt for the other half."

"Okay, brother-in-law, take a rest. Each injured driver will receive fifty yuan in compensation. I'll take people to check it out. You did the right thing in not killing them. If someone died, it would be troublesome."

This kind of thing is an economic dispute, and calling the police is basically useless. At most, you will be detained for a few days and fined a few dollars, but the fleet still won't get the freight.

You can file a lawsuit, but it will take a long time and you won’t get the money for three to five months.

Zhang Wang and several injured drivers stayed here to rest. Liu Xia Lian did not bring many people with her, only Zhao Hua, Li Daniu and three others. The jeep drove directly to the factory gate according to the address provided by Zhang Wang.

Because a fight had just taken place, the factory was on alert and the iron gate was closed.

Liu Xia Lian got out of the car and asked the guard at the door: "Master, is this Wang Ergou's biscuit factory? We plan to wholesale some biscuits to sell."

When the guard heard that someone was coming to wholesale biscuits, he immediately went to open the door. At this time, a short-haired man in mink came and scolded him, "You are stupid. Who drives a jeep to sell biscuits? You are here to collect debts."

Liu Xia Lian saw through it at once, and Li Daniu next to her opened the car door and got out.

"This thing can actually stop people. I'll take it down."

Just like a child playing with building blocks, the gate made of steel bars as thick as fingers fell off when Li Daniu pulled it hard, and threw it to the side with a strong swing. The flat-headed man hurriedly ran inside to call for help. Liu Xialian and Daniu got in the car, and Zhao Hua drove into the factory. The factory was not big, with only a hundred people at most, so it was easy to find the office.

At this moment, the flat-headed man also came and shouted, "Factory, someone is here to collect debts and has torn down the gate."

Soon, a man about 1.7 meters tall came out of the office. He was as thick as a cylinder but not as tall as a cylinder. Except for his buttocks, his whole body was waist-like. He had a big head and thick neck, and he had a slight stutter when he spoke.

Wearing a mink coat and holding a cigarette, they stood there in groups of five or six. There were a dozen thugs beside them, most of whom had gauze wrapped around their heads, apparently having been beheaded by Zhang Wang and his men.

"You, who are you?"

Liu Xialian looked him up and down and asked, "Are you Wang Ermao? Did you beat Zhang Wang?"

"Ah, who are you?"

Before he finished speaking, Liu Xia Lian made a lightning-fast move. She took out a beer bottle from somewhere and hit Zhang Wang on the head with a loud bang.

Wang Ermao only felt a pain on his forehead, and the blood on his head flowed down his cheeks. There are many blood vessels on the head, so even a small wound will cause bleeding.

Liu Xialian snapped her fingers and said, "Bring him to the office."

Before Wang Ermao could react, he felt a big hand grabbing his collar and pulling him into the house.

A dozen men around her were holding sticks and wanted to stop them, but Liu Xia Lian raised her hand and hit them with a five-cent coin. The man holding the stick seemed to be hit by the stick and the weapon fell out of his hand.

Wang Ermao was dragged in and placed directly on the boss's chair, and sat down opposite Liu Xia Lian.

Wang Ermao, the boss, understood the situation as soon as he saw it. The three people who came were much more powerful than him and he could not afford to offend them.

"Sister, sister, we can discuss anything. If you have something to say, just tell me. We can't use violence."

"Yes, Wang Ermao, you are actually a civilized person. It seems that you have been wronged. Can you pay Zhang Wangna's shipping fee?"

"Yes, I can settle the bill. I must be able to settle the bill."

Liu Xialian said: "I see you are talking weakly, maybe you didn't eat enough."

There was a thick glass ashtray on the table. Liu Xialian took it and broke it into pieces: "Why don't you eat something? You can talk louder like this."

"Yes, yes, I was just kidding. Sister, I'm full, I'm full, I really can't eat this."

Wang Ermao was completely frightened. The ashtray on the table was made of thick glass. Once when he was fighting with someone, he was knocked unconscious by the ashtray, but the ashtray did not break.