Salted Fish Doesn't Want to Inherit Hundred of Billion Property

Qibao winery, the news that the big boss Qingqin came here to visit has spread quietly.

"Perhaps Mr. Qing will come to the construction site to take a look. Be quick and don't let him see that something is wrong." A text message was sent to the latest Ewha mobile phone, and the ringtone woke up the man on the bed.

He Wen, who was so drunk last night, rubbed his forehead and got up, looked at it casually, and replied a message: "Don't worry, brother-in-law, am I not familiar with this? I didn't realize that Roland was the president at the time."

"You're right, but it's just another kid with no hair on his head. Those who took some money to come here to experience life, just don't do too much, and save some face for others."

"Okay, okay." He Wen replied, stood up, put on his clothes, and turned to look for finance.

Their company contracted the project through the back door, and they had to take half of the profits anyway, and subcontracted half of the funds to another company. After subcontracting layer by layer, only 30% of the funds remained. In the end, it is necessary to control the cost of construction materials and labor.

Out of the 30%, half of it has to be invested in real estate and other industries where money comes in quickly.

He Wen is well aware that the construction industry has been approaching saturation in the past few years, and there is no profit margin. Why not follow the lead of his brother-in-law and make a splash in the financial market, first digging the west wall to make up the east wall.

As for your own wallet, there is another trick to recruit money, you can turn the public funds in the account into your own private funds——

Delay the payment at the settlement point, and those construction parties will immediately come to the door with gifts and money.

There are too many secrets and tricks here. When the big boss comes down to inspect, He Wen still has to be cautious, at least to settle the account, and it's better to find a way to stop the workers' mouths.

Only the first half of the winery is open, and the enclosed construction site is a hot construction scene.

A wine exhibition hall will be built in this place to introduce the past and present of baijiu. It is one of the publicity projects, and it is not in a hurry to put it into use, and it is arranged behind during the construction process.

"Brother Li, how long has this salary been delayed?" A worker got off the scaffolding, wiped his sweat with a dirty, almost white towel hanging around his neck, and asked the contractor.

The contractor is a solid and honest middle-aged man. Looking at the sad-faced fellow from his hometown, he sighed helplessly, took out Bao Ruanhong from his pocket, and shared a cigarette: "I know you can't do it if you don't have money. It’s time for the doll to go to school and spend money.”

"But it's difficult for me, and I can't pay for everything I do. I'm sure you'll be missing." He sighed again and again, took out a few red notes from his pocket, and stuffed them into the other party's hand, "Please help me first."

The two refused for a while, but the worker still accepted the ticket: "Hasn't the money been paid yet?"

"Isn't that right? Now I'm the one who pays every day." He frowned again at this point, pointing to the concrete next to him. The walls of the fire pipes are not thick enough."

"I heard them say that the big boss of this company is coming here for inspection, why don't we ask him for an explanation." The worker pondered over and came up with such an idea, "My baby said that the CEO of Qibao is good to his subordinates."

"What do you know? That's hype," said Brother Li, who came over from the business world and was quite familiar with it. Not much money."

The worker was poured with cold water, and he stopped talking, and changed the subject: "A little doll accidentally climbed over the wall and came in."

"Hurry up and take the baby out, it's dangerous if something falls on this construction site."

The worker responded, and took out a dusty boy from the corner, and distributed the braised pork in the bowl: "Where do you live?"

"On the mountain." The little brat only answered wolfishly after swallowing this piece of meat, "There are several people who want to beat me, and I accidentally ran in."

Looking in the direction he pointed, the workers saw overlapping mountains, and immediately knew that Jingzhou was rich in the south and poor in the north, because the overlapping mountains in the north of Jingzhou was not conducive to economic development.

"I went out to study, and I went to the school in the nearby village. I walked down when it was dark, and I ate the food brought by my family at noon, and I walked back in the evening." The boy replied, with a flat tone, "My name is Wang Mu."

The workers clicked their tongues a few times. On the one hand, the people in the city couldn't wait to come to the countryside to enjoy the scenery and dare to spend any money on large-scale construction projects. On the other hand, in the mountain villages on the other side, even reading a book has to walk several miles.

"Study hard." He vaguely realized that the little guy was being bullied at school, sighed, and patted the little guy's head.

Wang Mu also saw that the class time was approaching, so he took the time to rush out, but unfortunately the gang of little beasts blocking him were still waiting.

Sometimes teenagers are more malicious than adults. They have lower tolerance, are better at grouping, and need to bully the weak to declare their status and team loyalty.

This is also the reason why they set their sights on the poor and lonely Wang Mu. He was even more angry when he ran away today.

Wang Mu's body is thin and weak, and his strength is not as strong as them, but when he fights, he has a fierce force. He grabs one's hair and beats him to death. Come.

They were fighting crazy, and there was a series of footsteps in the distance, accompanied by loud complaints——

"Where did a group of little bastards come from, did they sneak in through the back door to fight?"

"Stop for me, which school? I'm going to tell you to go to school!

"If you continue to fight, you'll have to call the police."

The little hooligans saw that the situation was not good, so they ran out. Before they ran, they said harshly: "You are lucky, I will let you go today, see you in the small playground after school!"

Seeing the tall and strong security guard approaching, Wang Mu knew that if he was pushed into the school again, he would also have to write a self-criticism, so he staggered up and wanted to slip away.

He rushed forward like a headless fly in a panic, and bumped into someone else unexpectedly, and was immediately lifted up by the back collar of someone, and then he was lightly put back on the ground.

"Where did you hit?" Lou Quan took the little thing that came over suddenly aside, and asked Qing Qin warmly.

"It's nothing." Qingqin's attention had already focused on the child in front of him, and he glanced at the security guard who rushed over, "Why are you chasing such a young child?"

When the security guard saw Yang Yi who was by his side, he immediately remembered the gossip that was circulating today. He accidentally bumped into the big boss, and immediately became embarrassed: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, this kid was fighting next to him."

"I didn't!" Wang Mu was very sensitive, he didn't feel any terrible aura from Qingqin, and he refuted loudly while hiding behind these two people.

The security guard wanted to say something more, but Qingqin had already suppressed him, refusing to continue his defense: "I know you are also dedicated to your duty, but you should be more tolerant towards elementary school students..."

Wang Mu defended in a low voice: "I'm in junior high school."

Qingqin: ...

He finally took a closer look at this chick. Although it was a little thinner, it was not impossible to say that it was a junior high school student.

Yang Yi coughed lightly: "It's because I didn't do a good job of guarding the back door, and I will strengthen the security here in the future." After saying this, it can be considered that this matter has been settled.

"Injured?" Qing Qin also noticed that his body was bruised and purple, "I'll take you to the hospital."

"No need." Going to the hospital, the medical expenses are too much, Wang Mu knows that this injury will heal in a few days.

"Then how do I do it?" Qing Qin had already started searching for nearby hospitals, and by the way told Yang Yi to go find a car.

Lou Quan saw his predicament at a glance, turned his head and whispered to Qing Qin: "My child's family conditions are not good, President Qing, it's time to show your money-making ability."

Qingqin was enlightened, and charity is also a good idea. Let the richest man subsidize orphans to cultivate heirs, and let me set up a student sponsorship to recruit talents for Qibao?

Every child is a precious four-legged gold swallowing beast!

"The money will be paid by us," the young man said with a serious expression, and the soft sunlight coated him with a layer of divine brilliance, "Qibao is also willing to subsidize you to continue your studies. It is more important for children of your age to study hard. If you really feel sorry If so, join Seven Treasures in the future."

Wang Mu stared blankly at him for a moment, wiped away two tears calmly, and said: "Little brother, you will be cheated of money by others."

A certain high-level person standing behind Yang Yi silently praised this keen little friend. This little Qing is always as naive and emotional as the rumors say, has no sense of money, and is easy to be deceived. He was a little worried about his brother-in-law before, but now Instead he let out a sigh of relief.

Just cry and cry about the difficulty of the project. Anyway, the high bonus that Qibao gives out every year is not bad for them.

Qingqin was so choked up that he rubbed the child angrily, and the two asked and answered. The situation in the mountain was an eye-opener for a child like Qingqin who came from a wealthy village.

The car was also staggering along the dirt road at this moment.Qingqin felt a bit blocked for no reason, and complained: "This road is not very good."

This sentence has a different meaning in the ears of other people. Yang nodded and took out the document neatly: "Before you came, we investigated many factors that affect the manor's passenger flow. The traffic inconvenience is very serious. big factor."

"In fact, we can consider building roads." Lou Quan sensed Qingqin's fleeting sadness after hearing the story, and thought deeper, "After increasing the passenger flow, it can drive the economy of the entire region, such as children. It might be less and less.”

Wang Mu had already been taken into the car. Hearing this before the car started, he couldn't help raising his head, and quietly looked at the big boss standing in the center with hopeful eyes.

At the beginning, he had no idea about the identities of these people, but he also guessed during the conversation that Qingqin was the one with the most money and ability to manage affairs.

Qingqin looked at the high mountains in the distance: "If you want to get rich, build roads first. Since we want to build it, we should make it more vigorous. From the city to here and then to several villages on the mountain, we must at least build a winding road."

"In the case of the Panshan Highway, the cost should still be within an acceptable range." Yang Yi thought about it and said, "And it can be developed into a racing arena in the future, which is also a source of income."

At this time, a person sitting behind him said: "Although the Panshan Highway is cheap, it is not the best choice. We can also build bridges and dig tunnels. The time is shorter and the experience is better."

The people who came out to greet Qingqin must be ordinary high-level people, but most of them were silent. No matter how Yang Yi played, the surroundings who interjected were extraordinary. He also introduced himself: "I am Zhao Lu from the Finance Department, and I am in charge of the renovation of the entire manor. , and is also very familiar with Jingzhou’s construction department, Jingzhou Road and Bridge, and Huatie 12th Bureau.”

"Then what about the cost?" Qingqin was overjoyed. Since money was needed, it had to be spent to death. If the speed of building the road was slower, tsk tsk tsk, wouldn't this be another success in increasing the expenditure before the heir competition ended?

"The fee is always higher." Zhao Lu said this with a simple and guilty smile on his face, but in his heart he was waiting for this ignorant little fat sheep to walk under the butcher's knife step by step.

Mr. Qing is stupid and has a lot of money. Anyway, if he wants to do charity, why not take care of us first.