Three police cars with flashing lights appeared in everyone's sight.
Wang Liang still didn't care. More than thirty beer bottles were only worth five or six yuan, and he could only receive a few words of education.
Wang Liang's three companions were a little nervous.
Three police cars arrived in front of the crowd, and more than ten people got out of the car.
"Hello, Mr. Chen, I am Lu Guoqing from the Municipal Bureau."
The middle-aged man in the lead walked quickly, shook hands with Chen Hao, and introduced himself.
Chen Hao took a look at Lu Guoqing's epaulettes. He should be one person below him in the city bureau.
He was not surprised that such an "important official" from the city bureau came to handle such a small matter and that he could be recognized at a glance.
Selling favors is also an investment.
At this moment, Zhao Zhiqiang realized the true meaning of this sentence.
People at the brewery, including Yang Zhibin, did not expect Lu Guoqing to come, let alone Lu Guoqing to face such a young boy with such humility.
Zheng Guizhong had cold sweat on his forehead.
Wang Liang was also stunned.
Chen Hao reported the situation to Lu Guoqing.
"This must not be the first time I have done this." Lu Guoqing looked at Wang Liang, his smile disappeared, and he ordered his subordinates to "take it back and examine it carefully!"
Wang Liang and three companions were restrained.
The timid one had an earth-colored face and could not help but tremble.
"Brother-in-law, save me!"
Wang Liang became anxious and shouted.
"Mr. Chen..."
Zheng Guizhong wanted to beg Chen Hao.
"You are like a clay Buddha crossing the river. Think about how to save yourself first." Chen Hao glanced at Zheng Guizhong coldly, then shook hands with Lu Guoqing and said, "For such a small matter, why bother Director Lu to go there in person?"
"For us, illegal matters are not trivial. If Mr. Chen needs anything in the future, please come to me directly." Lu Guoqing was very enthusiastic.
He was an upright person and did not want to collude with the Zhu family's forces, so he was suppressed by the Zhu family's cronies for many years.
Feng Shi came to Fengchuan to give him hope.
The noble person who helped Feng City gain a foothold in Fengchuan was the benefactor of millions of people in Fengchuan. How could he neglect him?
"good."
Chen Hao smiled and nodded.
People from the city bureau got in the car and left.
"You accompany us around the factory."
Chen Hao looked at Yang Zhibin.
Yang Zhibin hummed, but did not show any disdain because Chen Hao was the boss of the brewery.
A group of people walked into the factory area.
Zheng Guizhong, the deputy director of the factory, was left on the spot, panicking and anxious. He thought about it and decided to go to the factory director. The director was half of the Zhu family and should be able to save him.
Yang Zhibin took Chen Hao and others to visit Factory No. 1. Factory No. 1 produces industrial beer. The equipment is old and the environment is somewhat poor.
Due to restructuring, production has been discontinued.
The huge factory is waiting for Haoxiang to take over.
In the spacious factory, some workers gathered together to eat melon seeds and chat, throwing melon seed peels on the ground. Some were sitting on the floor playing poker. Those who lost had stickers on their faces.
There are also some employees maintaining the equipment.
"Write down the names of those who maintain the equipment." Chen Hao whispered to Yang Zhibin.
Yang Zhibin nodded, took out a small notebook and pen from the breast pocket of his work clothes, and wrote down names one after another.
The men and women who were playing poker and chatting noticed Chen Hao and others, but most of them didn't take them seriously and continued playing cards and chatting. Only a few people hurriedly looked for work.
A group of people walked through Factory Building No. 1.
Yang Zhibin pointed to the huge wine storage tanks and said to Chen Hao: "Mr. Chen, these wine storage tanks can store 200,000 liters of beer."
"These wine tanks will come in handy."
Zhao Zhiqiang had a smile on his face when he saw something valuable.
Yang Zhibin said: "Mr. Chen, Vice President Zhao, I think the most valuable thing about our factory is Factory No. 2."
"Factory Building No. 2?"
Chen Hao wondered what else could be more valuable in Fengchuan Brewery.