Cen always flew from his city to the southwest to have this meal, which gave Zhao Tingxing a lot of face.
After reminiscing about old times and saying goodbye, he asked: "How much is the difference in workers' wages?"
Instead of looking at Zhao Tingxing, he asked the vice president of finance next to him.
The vice president of finance hurriedly answered truthfully.
Mr. Cen nodded: "I'll call you tomorrow."
The words are concise and concise, there are no redundant words, and the meaning is very clear. I will not vote for your Zhao family, but I will help you solve your immediate urgent needs. As a friend, I can still repay the kindness I once had.
Zhao Tingxing was also a cheerful person. He just said thank you and got up to see him off.
After delivering it to the door, Mr. Cen's phone rang. He glanced at the caller ID and answered the call without waiting for the second ring.
"Yes, I will get home very late tonight."
"You go to bed first, you don't have to wait for me."
"OK, good night."
The expression is still light, but if you listen carefully, you can hear that the voice is completely different from when you just communicated with them.
When he hung up the phone and walked to his car, he said to Zhao Tingxing: "Yangyang asked me to tell you that she has done the math for you. If you are destined to have a noble person to help you, you will definitely be able to get through the current crisis smoothly."
Zhao Tingxing was confused, what Yangyang?
Mr. Cen: "My...girlfriend."
After saying that, he got in the car and asked the driver to drive. The black car gradually disappeared into the night.
With the funds from Mr. Cen, his urgent need has indeed been solved, but it only treats the symptoms rather than the root cause. Only the workers in the project in the city center have stopped making trouble, and other projects still cannot pay wages. Under Xu Zefang's deliberate arrangement, there are still workers
There are riots happening one after another.
The vice president of finance felt a little regretful: "I should have told Mr. Cen more money that night."
Zhao Tingxing: "Do you think he is stupid? He flew all the way here to have dinner to give me face. I'm afraid he knows Zhao's financial situation better than you, the vice president of finance."
That's true. What does he do? Can he be deceived by a financial person?
While the two were talking, the vice president of finance took a look at the account: "We just made another payment."
The amount is exactly the amount owed by several other construction sites, not a penny more, not a penny less.
"Mr. Cen hit you?"
"Probably not, it's an overseas account."
"Check the source." Zhao Tingxing was very cautious about this kind of money that fell from the sky and had unknown origins.
After so many years in the world of martial arts, everything has a price, so he has to weigh it carefully.