Qinghe Wood Industry Company Office, located in Hunchun Commercial Street, opened in a low-key manner three days ago, with no flower baskets at the door and no opening ceremony. This company has very limited people coming in and out, with only a few scattered stars, and they are all new.

After collecting two pieces of forest land in a row, Qinghe organized a meeting internally, and the number of participants was less than ten.

"Just discuss two? The action is still slow! I said that the price can be slightly higher, occupy the territory first, and then think about making a profit!" The boss who presided over the meeting frowned and looked at the two contracts, and said to everyone in a deep voice.

"Boss, as long as we have money, you can sign the target forest farm you sent us! But the problem is that we don't know much about forestry industry. When we talk, the other party always takes advantage of loopholes, so we may suffer some losses in bargaining!" A young man pushed his glasses and explained.

"I will tell you the approximate price. As long as the price increases by no more than 10%, you don't need to ask me. The sooner you sign, the better!" The boss thought for a while, and then gave everyone a standard.

"Okay, then I understand." The young man pushed his glasses again, then nodded and replied.

"In addition, I have something else! I want to ask, what do I need to prepare for if I want to build a financial company shell?" The boss was not very professional and even a little illiterate and asked the young man below.

"What are you going to do? Do you want it to be fake?" A young man on the left asked the boss.

"Fuck, isn't it a fraud?" The boss replied speechlessly, then he had very little vocabulary and explained effortlessly: "It's the kind of shell that is purely capital-operated. There is capital flow in the account, but there is no entity under it...!"

The staff at the meeting listened for a long time and then suddenly realized. One of them said, "This is a good game! I'll give you a trick..."

"Come on, let's find a place to talk about this matter." The boss blinked, and then left alone with the person talking.

...

One day later.

In a hotel in Hunchun, Dabao wrapped himself in a marijuana at noon, sat on the bed with a blurred look, playing with the phone.

"Bang!"

The door of the private room was pushed open, and a young man with Ekin Cheng's hairstyle was so terrifying that he said, "Brother, I've been squatting for a day, and there's no movement there! What do you think?"

"Not at all?" Dabao asked with a frown.

"Yeah, no!" the young man nodded.

"Fuck!" Dabao put down his cell phone, frowned and thought for a long time, and then said, "Let's go, I'll go and have a look with you!"

An hour and a half later, two vans, wearing fake license plates, drove to the yard of the tree-cutting area.

"Look at my gestures later!" Dabao licked his lips, then grabbed a small bag, took two people, pushed the door and got out of the car.

"Crazy!"

After seeing Dabao get off the car, the young men put on white gloves and pulled out swords from under the car, stabbing guns, pickaxes and other weapons.

The courtyard in the logging area looks quite empty, and there are few workers walking back and forth.

"Hey, buddy, is there anyone in charge?" Dabao asked three times with his bag in his arms, rushing to the dry ba at the door of the room.

"What are you doing?" Gan Basan asked sleepyly.

"I can't tell you, you ask you to come out." Dabao waved his hand with a smile.

"Grass!" Ganba Sanyi curled his lips and shouted into the room: "Old Guo, someone is here!"

Two minutes later, Chen Man walked out with the forest farm manager Lao Guo, wearing a light yellow sportswear.

"Who are you looking for?" Lao Guo asked.

"I'll come here to buy logs. How much does it cost per meter here?" Dabao glanced at the two of them and asked casually.

"We have stopped working here, and the logs are not sold privately. I'm sorry!" Lao Guo waved his hand with a smile.

"Has the work stopped?" Dabao was stunned and asked again.

"Yeah, stop!"

"Okay, I'll go somewhere else to see!" Dabao thought for a while, then pulled the door and got into the car.

Chen Man didn't say anything from beginning to end, but she was very confused because the other party didn't look like a buyer of wood at all. How could he bring two caravans to the two cars of the car? In addition, Dabao's tone and expression were exactly the same as those of the gangsters in the Northern Expedition Freight Freight Freight, so Chen Man asked Lao Guo worriedly: "Look, do they look like a buyer of wood?"

"What's wrong?" Old Guo was stunned by the question.

"It's okay, I'll call my brother Jun!" Chen Man didn't explain too much, took out his cell phone and called Lin Jun, wanting to give some advice, but no one answered the phone.

"What's wrong?" Lao Guo asked again.

"...How many workers are there on the mountain?" Chen Man asked Lao Guo.

"There are still twenty or thirty people. Once the work stops here, I will let them leave first." Lao Guo replied.

"Let them go back the rest! Our family has not been peaceful recently. What I heard from Lele and the others is that Lao Li seems to have asked people from Yanji to interfere in the forest farm! Let's be more cautious in doing things and don't cause trouble for them." Chen Man gave a serious advice.

"Yeah, I get it!"

...

Two vans rushed to the mountain at a very fast speed.

In the car, Dabao called Fu Zhigang's phone number, and after answering, he quickly said, "Brother, it's not easy to do here!"

"What's wrong?" Fu Zhigang asked.

"This Lin Jun is also an old fry! I originally wanted to go on a journey in the forest farm, but after he and Wei Bin finished the work in the forest area, they stopped the work in the forest area! I guess he guessed that Wei Bin might be doing it in the forest farm! So, just stop!" Dabao explained.

"...He is going to stop, it's really not easy to deal with!" Fu Zhigang nodded.

"Yes! If he didn't stop, I would just do two cars and block his workers and logging trucks under the mountain! He would definitely be unable to bear it if he hit him twice. If we talked about it at that time, we would take the initiative!" Dabao replied slowly.

"...Then what do you want to do below?" Fu Zhigang asked with a frown.

"I'm secretly doing it, I don't think there's any chance! Brother, do you think this is OK... Contact Wei Bin..." Da Bao thought briefly, then explained his thoughts to Fu Zhigang.

Ten minutes later.

After Fu Zhigang finished talking with Dabao, he lowered his head and wrapped his cigarette mouth. After thinking about a cigarette for a whole time, he called Wei Bin's cell phone.

...

It's past eight o'clock in the evening.
Chapter completed!