After making arrangements, Jiang Xiaofan ignored food and went to the factory.
The factory has a total of ten production lines, and now four of them are shut down. The vigorous energy that the factory had just accumulated was once crushed. In addition, the sudden death of workshop director Yao Weimin in a car accident cast a shadow on everyone's heart.
Morale, the first thing Jiang Xiaofan had to solve was the morale problem.
Therefore, Jiang Xiaofan contacted Gao Chengfu on the spot, and Gao Chengfu immediately sent tens of millions of cash from the bank and placed it inside the factory gate, forming an extremely eye-catching sight.
“Qingcheng International is not short of money.”
This was the first and only sentence Jiang Xiaofan said in public, but the effect was surprisingly good.
"Mala next door, you are not short of money, all you get is my money." Hearing Jiang Xiaofan's speech, Gao Chengfu almost lost his temper and vomited three liters of blood. This guy is so good at pretending.
After a little stabilizing the morale of the army, Jiang Xiaofan contacted Sun Shiyuan immediately.
The four production lines that suddenly broke down in the factory must have been tampered with, and this person will definitely dig them out, but the production lines are indeed too old and must be replaced. Sun Shiyuan is now the boss of Aiko Group, so it is not a big problem to contact a few new equipment.
After Jiang Xiaofan hurriedly dealt with all the mess in the company, he received a call from Huang Sihai - the meeting place with Li Nanjun had been arranged.
"I will definitely be there at seven o'clock tonight."
Jiang Xiaofan pondered for a moment, then drove back to the headquarters to report back to Luo Jingyuan.
"Looking for a loan from Gao Chengfu again?"
Luo Jingyuan frowned slightly. Although the company's performance was good, sales continued to rise steadily, offline physical stores were opened one after another, and sales would increase, but Luo Jingyuan did not want to live by borrowing money.
"It's not a loan, it's a borrowing." Jiang Xiaofan deliberately emphasized, "I borrowed money from Gao Chengfu in my own name."
"You don't have to pay it back if you borrow it?"
Luo Jingyuan rolled her eyes.
"You have to pay back the borrowed money. I don't know. Gao Chengfu didn't tell me." Jiang Xiaofan pretended to be confused and said confidently, "Why should I pay back the money I borrowed based on my ability?"
"..."
Luo Jingyuan gave Jiang Xiaofan a hard look and then stopped talking.
"By the way, have you contacted Sister Yun?"
Jiang Xiaofan asked casually, but a little cautiously.
"No, the phone is always turned off. Maybe I'm busy." Luo Jingyuan frowned and shook her head slightly, looking sad.
"There must be something entangled."
Jiang Xiaofan felt guilty and a little disappointed at the same time.
"Because Sister Yun has left, the company has a lot of affairs. In addition to sales, the two major departments of personnel and R&D also have to keep an eye on it. For example, the last time the R&D room was stolen must not happen again. It is the lifeblood of the company."
Luo Jingyuan solemnly reminded.
"Uh, do you want more money? What I'm getting now is money from selling cabbage, and I'm just trying to sell white rice flour."
"You don't like me anymore?"
Luo Jingyuan raised her eyebrows slightly.
"like."
"Then you don't want to marry me?"
"think!"
"Then work hard to make money and fulfill the agreement within a year. Otherwise, everything will be a daydream."
"Can I give you a kiss to cheer you up?"
"roll!"
"ok!"
Jiang Xiaofan was really upset. After leaving the company, he went straight to the address Huang Sihai sent - Youranju, a private manor in the suburbs. It is a low-key club with a very luxurious interior.
In a suite, Jiang Xiaofan met his former boss, a man whom Jiang Xiaofan once respected very much—Li Nanjun.
Li Nanjun is nearly sixty years old. He is not tall, only about 1.7 meters tall, but he brings an invisible pressure to people. Although he is not wearing a military uniform, Li Nanjun, standing with his hands behind his back, is still like a sharp sword pointing vertically to the sky.
Be prepared to fight at any time.
"Are you finally willing to come see me?"
Li Nanjun was the first to break the silence and looked at his best soldier with a sore nose.
“I don’t want to come, but I have to come.”
Jiang Xiaofan adjusted his breathing many times and tried his best to suppress the urge to kill.
How much Jiang Xiaofan admired Li Nanjun back then, how disappointed and even desperate Jiang Xiaofan was three years ago.
"Are you dissatisfied with me?"
Li Nanjun was not angry, but there was a faint smile on his face full of vicissitudes of life.
"It's not dissatisfaction, it's hatred. I want to kill you!"
Jiang Xiaofan shook his head slightly, his breathing gradually became heavier, and his hatred made his face with the Chinese character look particularly ferocious.
Li Nanjun did not escape and looked at Jiang Xiaofan calmly.
"You know clearly that we were wronged, why didn't you stand up? I, Jiang Xiaofan, and all my brothers sacrificed their lives and blood for the motherland, but in the end they were convicted of a serious crime of 'treason'. I, Jiang Xiaofan, can endure it!"
Jiang Xiaofan was so excited that it turned into a roar in the end.
"I'm not afraid of grievances or being wronged, but what about my dead brothers? Their souls can't even return to their hometowns after they die, and they can't even find their bones. Have you ever thought that under the Nine Springs, what can they do?
Do you close your eyes?"
"If you are strong enough, even if you are plotted by others, how can you lead to the annihilation of the entire combat team? If you are strong enough, how can others successfully frame you?"
Li Nanjun's soul asked back.
"hehe."
Jiang Xiaofan sneered and said: "You can really make excuses for your incompetence. The reason you came to see me today is to capture me and take me back to collect the reward, right?"
"No, if I wanted to arrest you, would you have been able to escape three years ago?"
Li Nanjun shook his head lightly and suddenly sighed: "Looking at the mountains in the mist, you are still a little too young. I came to you today just to tell you one thing. If you don't have absolute strength, please get out immediately. Your whereabouts may have been traced.
Those guys figured it out."
"Those bastards who framed me back then?"
Jiang Xiaofan smelled something different and was shocked, "Do you know who they are?"
"I know, but I can't tell you."
"Why?"
Jiang Xiaofan was anxious.
"Because you are still a little weaker."
"..."
Hearing this, Jiang Xiaofan held his breath in his chest and almost didn't get angry to death. His tone was even more disgusting than that of an immortal.
"The name of the King of Darkness is loud enough. Earth-level experts who are less than twenty-five years old are rare and can be called the number one ancient martial artist. However, compared with those behemoths, you are weak after all.
Some."
Li Nanjun didn't care about Jiang Xiaofan's ugly expression and continued: "Compared to three years ago, you are indeed much more mature and stable, and your aura of blood and fierceness is stronger. What makes me happy is that you have not lost your true heart, even in this situation.
The European continent is living a life of licking blood from the edge of a knife and is still making silent contributions to the country."
"Are you investigating me?"
Jiang Xiaofan looked confused and ugly. He felt like a hairless monkey whose red buttocks were exposed, which was extremely unnatural.
"It's not an investigation, it's a constant concern. After all, you were our pride!"
Li Nanjun's eyes turned red and he was very emotional.