In fact, let alone the Navigator Internet Cafe, Zeng Rui is really interested. He doesn't like all those illusory castles in the air, doing financial futures speculation and the like. He would rather do something tangible and visible.

And it is basically a project with fixed profits.

But for the sake of these twelve Internet cafes, was it worth it for him to get involved? He had already made up his mind that he didn't want to get involved, so he needed to reconsider it again.

If the purpose of taking over the Chengbei Renovation Project is to build some connections with the officials and leave a good impression on the leaders, then if we can successfully obtain the 10% stake in the cigarette factory, it will be tantamount to tying up with the Seven Cities Officials.

Together.

It is said that one can enjoy the shade by leaning against a big tree. In the Seven Cities, no matter how big the tree is, can it still be bigger than the city lord? What's more, the benefits involved in this 10% are also astronomical figures.

It is definitely more difficult and dangerous to get involved in this matter than to grab food in the renovation project. Now, the project has already been moved by all parties before it has even started. It is conceivable that if the time comes, for this matter

Why don't you beat your head into a dog's head?

In the face of huge interests, Zeng Rui did not get carried away, but gave an ambiguous answer: "I want that Internet cafe. Even if I am not involved in the cigarette factory, we can still do it after the second phase is over.

Let’s talk about the price. As for the cigarette factory, let me think about it again.”

Luo Zhiqi was still unwilling to give up: "Okay! But Ye'er, let me tell you the truth. If this cigarette factory is really going to be built to the point where you are responsible for it, then it may not be up to you whether to get involved or not."

After the conversation between the two parties ended, Zeng Rui returned to the construction site to join Yida Xiaohu and others.

Yida first told Zeng Rui the news that Xi Mao had fallen and was recovering at home. Zeng Rui then told Zeng Rui about the cigarette factory and tried to discuss it with everyone.

The opinions are also relatively unified. Yida Xiaohu Kamba and others all believe that they should not get involved in the cigarette factory.

There will be no pie in the sky, and the benefits will be accompanied by risks. Rather than continuing to expand their industries, they are more willing to seize and consolidate the existing ones.

However, Yida agrees with the purchase of twelve pilots. Internet cafes are not an emerging industry, but the losses on this thing are indeed not many.

However, we have to wait until the second phase of the construction site is completed as to how we will do it, so we will have to wait and discuss it later.

After a busy afternoon, the group drove back to a nearby business district for dinner.

On the way there, Zeng Rui and Xiaohu were sitting in the Yida car.

"Brother Ye, I forgot to mention it before. I have sorted out the information about the 911 car." While waiting for the traffic light, Xiaohu, who was sitting on Zeng Rui's right hand side, suddenly said.

Zeng Rui turned to look at Xiaohu and said, "Just tell me when you get out. You still have to show off. If I don't lose two taels of reward, you can tell me to break it down next time?"

"That's not..." Xiaohu, who was always stunned, was a little cautious and seemed to have no idea what to say.

"It's just that the family seems to be quite tough, so we can't handle it very well..." Xiaohu hesitated for a long time, looking at Zeng Rui's expression as he spoke.

Zeng Rui replied angrily: "Before the end of the world, a low-end partner would have to be more than 150 years old. Of course I know his family is very tough! It won't conflict with us to punish him!"

"That kid's name is Fan Ming. He's a dandy in the city who's not too strong, so he's not worth mentioning. But he has a very good biological father, named Fan Shan, who is in charge of tobacco in Qicheng.

Brother, should I fuck Fan Ming or should I fuck Fan Ming’s father, Fan Shan!”

Xiaohu also belongs to the kind of player who is serious about you and takes care of you. If you go off track, he will run faster than you go off. No, as soon as he understood the leader's intention, he foolishly planned to take the lead in the charge.

"The boss of Qicheng Tobacco Bureau is his biological father, and you told me that he has an average physique? My Lord Hu, do you think we are about to reach the top of Qicheng?" Zeng Rui was obviously speechless.

Yida, who was driving seriously, finally interjected: "Brother Ye, you can't do this."

Zeng Rui didn't answer. With the tacit understanding between the two, Zeng Rui already knew what Yi Da meant when he opened his mouth. This matter had to weigh the pros and cons. If they didn't come to trouble him, there would be no reason for him to get them back.

Firstly, no one was hurt at all, and secondly, the reason for the conflict was that both sides were at fault.

What's more, just 10% of the shares of a cigarette factory has already made the big bosses of all parties eager to try. One can imagine how much energy Fan Shan, as the leader of Qicheng Tobacco Bureau, must have.

As for Ye Ji, this small broken boat that can just float on the water, it will be considered a success if it can remain unsinked in the small pond in the north of the city. If a wave from the sea in the city really hits, I guess there may not be any scraps of wood or recipes.

…

Xiaohu asked completely without thinking: "Why?"

"Okay, let's let this matter go for now. Later, Xiaohu, you can ask someone to check it out. If you have some time, I'll go pounce on him." Zeng Rui didn't answer Xiaohu's question directly, and he was holding back a feeling in his heart.

He replied angrily.

Although the matter was put aside, the hatred in Zeng Rui's heart did not go away. As his status improved, from Xiao Wu who sold rice noodles at first, to now, people call him Ye'er with the suffix of Ge.

But his character, who has a habit of taking revenge and nipping all hidden dangers in the bud, has not changed.

Except for Xiaohu muttering "I'm not a detective, why do you want me to find out everything?", the three of them said nothing more.

Yida parked the car at the entrance of the magnificently renovated hotel, and the three of them stepped into the reserved box.

In the box, besides Zeng Rui, Yida, Xiaohu and other members of Ye Ji's family, there were also Lao Zhao, Lao Jin, Ye Lei and Hook.

Everyone has now put down other things on their hands and plunged into the construction site. They really echoed the labor safety slogan: "We rise together and fall together, go out and return together."

In addition, the construction site has been progressing very smoothly recently, and it is rare that everyone arrived at the same time today, so it must be tidied up.

Especially now that Xiaohu and his little brother Zhao Dabao are on the table, the lively atmosphere is simply outstanding.

As soon as the door of the box was closed, everyone said whatever they wanted. In addition, the people present were all drunkards, so they did a lot of things in the whole circle.

At 8:30 in the evening, three six-bottle boxes of Maotai-flavor liquor were placed under the large round table for twelve or three people.

There are two fully empty bottles, and the last one is almost half-opened. The average person weighs just over a pound!

Old Zhao's face was flushed and he smelled of alcohol. He was over forty and his physical condition was not that of his younger brother. He really couldn't stand it any longer. He held up his hands and begged for mercy and said: "Brothers, let's either take a breather or move on.

?As the rectification continues, I am afraid that the construction site that I finally won has not yet seen the benefits, so I will send you to heaven first."

"Chengchengcheng! Come on, come on, guys, all stand up and bow to Boss Zhao who is generously donating tonight and is willing to invite everyone to touch your thighs and tease girls!"

When Xiaohu, who was half drunk, heard what Lao Zhao said, he stood up immediately and answered it smoothly.

"Wow!"

Hearing this, all the young men from Ye Ji stood up, bowed to Old Zhao in a polite manner, and said in unison: "Thank you, Boss Zhao, for your generous donation!"

"Fuck! If you Ye Ji don't jump up, I feel like God is unfair!" Looking at the Ye Ji boys who quickly climbed up the pole as soon as someone started, Old Zhao couldn't help but complain.

"Let's go, let's go! Uncle Zhao will take everyone to have fun tonight!"

"Thank you, Uncle Zhao!" Xiaohu took the lead again.

Everyone responded in unison: "Thank you, Uncle Zhao!"
Chapter completed!