Xiao Qiao couldn't answer for a while. Song Yuanchao was right. Who can stand up to the investigation?

Not to mention that there are many people who evade taxes among the self-employed. Even if Xiao Qiao and others do not engage in these crooked ways, they still cannot avoid some minor problems. In addition, as Song Yuanchao reminded, how many of the goods they sell in Dashilan are genuine?

Through normal channels?

The clothing category is okay. After all, Tengfei Factory is a regular enterprise. But except for Tengfei Factory’s products, the sources of the rest of the purchased products are very complicated, especially those electronic watches, microphone glasses, etc., most of which are from Xiangjiang.

Those who come here are, to put it bluntly, "parallel imports."

This happens too often. Generally speaking, the relevant departments turn a blind eye, but if you really want to check carefully, you can ensure that the investigation is accurate. Once Zhao Minglei becomes angry, let alone the strong background behind Zhang Liming, with the power of Zhao Minglei’s father in the district

Just saying hello to the relevant departments is enough to cause trouble for Xiao Qiao and the others.

"Old Song is right, it would be better if I were here, but now I can't directly intervene. Even if I say hello privately, I can't withstand others' endless tossing. If this continues for a long time, how will your business be done?

Isn't it possible to just close it down?" Luo Yang nodded at the side.

"Shut it down. We have money anyway. What will happen to us if the business doesn't happen?" Xiao Qiao said this with great enthusiasm.

"You, why are you so angry now? It wasn't like this before." Luo Yang smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"Brother Yang, can I be too angry when this happens? The soldiers and soldiers are not here today. It would be strange if they didn't rush them out immediately after you looked at them."

Luo Yang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but Xiao Qiao was telling the truth. Luo Yang knew better than anyone else what kind of person his brother was, which was why he didn't tell them after he knew the situation. But he didn't expect Zhao Minglei to be so impatient, and only one day passed.

Time couldn't help but jump out, and that's why we are in this situation now.

Waving his hand to tell Xiao Qiao to calm down, Luo Yang glanced at Song Yuanchao, who nodded slightly.

"Actually, Lao Song and I have already discussed this matter, and by the way, Xiaoyun." Now, Luo Yang directly told Xiao Qiao about their discussion. After explaining it in detail, Luo Yang said to Xiao Qiao

: "When doing business, you have to use your brain and not be impulsive. Impulsiveness cannot solve the problem. Moreover, Zhao Minglei and others calculated mentally but not carefully. We were at a disadvantage from the beginning."

"But it doesn't matter. Now that we know the situation, we have ways to deal with it. Since he is interested in the Dashilan business, no problem! Just let him do it."

"Business in the world is so huge, and our family cannot monopolize the entire Forty-Nine City. Zhao Minglei and the others take it for granted. If they drive me away, they can eat up the entire market in one go? Isn't this a joke? Xiao Qiao,

Don't rush to reply to him. Zhao Minglei will definitely come to you again in two days. At that time, you can find a reason to tell him that you can cooperate, but we need to have a detailed discussion on how to cooperate..."

Luo Yang slowly explained the discussed countermeasures. Xiao Qiao was a little disapproving at first, but as Luo Yang explained bit by bit, his expression gradually became serious, and then his frown slowly relaxed.

"Haha, this is a good idea! I think you can try it." After Luo Yang finished speaking, Xiao Qiao patted her thigh and said excitedly.

"Haha, since you think it's good, let's do this next. By the way, tomorrow is Sunday, aren't you originally going to talk to Lao Song about wholesale? Then you and Dabingjunzi and the others will come together, and then

Let’s discuss this matter carefully.”

"No problem!" Xiao Qiao nodded excitedly, then gritted his teeth and said: "A bunch of bastards, just wait and see!"

"Master Zhao, when can you sort out that matter?"

In a small restaurant, Zhao Minglei and Lao Xiong were drinking wine and smoking cigarettes. After drinking for three rounds, Lao Xiong couldn't help but ask Zhao Minglei about the Dashilar transaction.

Since the agreement was made last time, several days have passed in the blink of an eye, and there is no movement at all from Zhao Minglei's side. Lao Xiong is a little impatient.

Zhao Minglei had just given him the title Master Zhao a few days ago. Ever since he was called Master in Dashilar, Zhao Minglei felt more and more that this title was worthy of his identity, so from that day on, he had been using this title specially.

Call yourself by name.

"What? Are you anxious?" After taking a sip of wine, Zhao Minglei glanced sideways at Old Xiong, feeling extremely contemptuous of this guy.

Isn't this guy just a has-been stubborn person? A bumpkin! If he couldn't use this person, Zhao Minglei really wouldn't want to deal with such a person. You must know that he is a college student and a senior intellectual, and he will be assigned as a national cadre in the future.

Identity, being the brother of such a simple-minded stubborn man with well-developed limbs, has simply reduced his worth.

However, no matter how much he despises Old Xiong, Zhao Minglei is still somewhat polite to him, calling him brother or brother. Because Zhao Minglei knows very well that Old Xiong will still be of great use in the future.

After things started happening in Dashilar, it was unlikely that he would come forward, and it was even less possible for Wang Juan and Zhang Liming, so only Lao Xiong was on the table.

Moreover, Lao Xiong was born as a stubborn master. Although his reputation is not as good as before, he still has some respect on the road. He can solve many dirty jobs and make the best use of his resources. It is like raising a dog. A vicious dog will naturally have some problems.

The purpose of a vicious dog is to throw a few bones for him to chew on, rather than wagging his tail to please you?

"Haha, that's a bit." Lao Xiong did not hesitate to smile and nod: "These days, I have summoned all my former brothers, and everyone is waiting for you to speak. You also know that it takes too long.

, brothers will inevitably have ideas, and they have to support them every day, and the cost is..."

Speaking of this, Lao Xiong stretched out two fingers and made a gesture of twisting money in front of Zhao Minglei. Zhao Minglei looked at it and cursed in his heart that it was useless. However, since he wants to raise a dog, the owner still has to give the dog something to look forward to.

Otherwise, these stubborn masters in the gangsters are dog-faced, and they might fall out at any time.

He took out a stack of banknotes from his pocket. It looked like there were dozens of them. Zhao Minglei pushed it toward Lao Xiong very generously: "Spend these pocket coins first. That's almost done. You'll need it in a few days."

Looking after you. Old Xiong, please cheer me up, this is a big deal, don’t let it slip. Remember, if it’s done well, let alone food and drink in the future, there will be better days ahead.

.”

When he saw the banknotes, Old Bear's eyes instantly lit up, as bright as a one-hundred-watt light bulb.

He stretched out his hand to cover the stack of banknotes, and when he drew his hand toward his chest, the banknotes were already in his pocket as if by magic.

"Don't worry, Mr. Zhao, this matter will be taken care of by me. Whatever you say will be what you say then, just take care of it!" Old Xiong slapped his chest loudly, showing a righteous attitude, but what was really going on in his heart?

You know what you think.

Although it is a restaurant for drinking, the food and wine you can drink and eat are just the same kind of food, which is not good wine or food.

Zhao Minglei actually doesn't have much money now, and his total net worth is less than three hundred. He gave part of it to Lao Xiong, and with this meal and wine, one-third was gone in the blink of an eye.

Throwing the last peanut into his mouth, Zhao Minglei stood up to pay the bill, shook his body and left the restaurant with Lao Xiong.

After the breakup, Zhao Minglei felt a little depressed. He didn't have much money to begin with, but he gave Lao Xiong a hundred today. If he continued like this, he wouldn't be able to spend enough.

But the matter has not yet been completed. Although Zhao Minglei seems calm in front of Lao Xiong, he is actually even more anxious in his heart. Not only Lao Xiong is staring at this matter, but Wang Juan and Zhang Liming are also watching. In the blink of an eye, it is like this

Xiao Qiao didn't reply to him for many days, and Zhao Minglei couldn't bear it any longer.

Zhao Minglei must do something to catch Zhang Liming's line, otherwise Zhang Liming is not a fuel-efficient lamp, and he will not help himself in vain. To be of use value, it must be valuable. Zhao Minglei knows this truth very well.

, thinking of this, he felt that he had to go to Xiao Qiao again, and he had to ask Xiao Qiao to give him a definite answer.

If Xiao Qiao really can't figure it out, Zhao Minglei has already prepared a backup plan, and Lao Xiong is a pawn in the backup plan. In addition, he will use some connections, and it won't be solved by talking to him by then.

.

"Xiao Qiao, Xiao Qiao, you must not skip the toast and drink the fine wine. Brother, I will give you a chance..." Zhao Minglei showed a sinister smile at the corner of his mouth. He suddenly made up his mind and swayed a little drunk in the night.
Chapter completed!