Lin Chuan was curious, how did the two money grabbers know that Yuan Meiqing had money?
Could it be that they were watching them when they went to the bank to withdraw money?
Thinking of this, Lin Chuan still shook his head helplessly.
"Forget it, just grab it, Mengying, how much cash do you have in your hand now?"
Qin Mengying was a little reluctant.
That's 120,000, not a small amount.
Just take it away. Could it be that their money was blown away by the strong wind?
In this era, 120,000 is an amount that some people will never earn after working hard for half their lives.
Therefore, Qin Mengying said with a cold face: "Linchuan, I have money, but it's not okay to give it to her like this. You are just a shareholder of the textile factory, not the owner of the textile factory.
We get the money to buy cotton, and we get the money to pay the workers, but why should we get their annual taxes? Now that they have been robbed, do we still have to get them? Is it okay to always say this?"
Yuan Meiqing lowered her head and was speechless.
What they said is correct. If it weren't for Lin Chuan, the current textile factories would have either closed down or been robbed by Yuan Hedong.
Lin Chuan didn't blame Qin Mengying for saying this.
She also does it for her own good.
Qin Mengying followed up and said: "One yard is another yard. If you keep getting money like this, then you need to re-evaluate the shares of the textile factory!"
Lin Chuan almost laughed.
This Qin Mengying is learning now and applying it now.
She just learned some knowledge about company shares last night and used it today.
Yuan Meiqing slowly raised her head, feeling that she had no confidence at all.
Even speaking became submissive.
"Re-evaluate just re-evaluate. I have no objection. After all, Lin Chuan has helped me so much. I can let him be the boss!"
However, Lin Chuan said coldly: "I just noticed that you have no personality at all. You just do what others say? So now I ask you to give me the textile factory. Do you agree?"
Yuan Meiqing was already aggrieved enough. Being scolded by Lin Chuan like this made her tears fall down.
Lin Chuan also sighed helplessly and said slowly: "Stop crying, take the money and pay the tax first. If it is taken away, you can go cry somewhere where there is no one. There will be no one anymore."
Never mind you!"
Seeing how pitiful she was, Qin Mengying didn't want to talk about her anymore and immediately gave her money.
For safety reasons, Lin Chuan first asked two honest workers to accompany her.
Money and other things are not important, but after this time, Lin Chuan still has an extra thought.
That is the usual safety of Qin Mengying and her children.
Many people now know that they are rich, and some people have to be guarded against.
When he comes back from this business trip, he must solve this problem.
At the same time, at Yuan Hedong's house, the two money grabbers stood beside Yuan Hedong in a polite manner.
Yuan Hedong was too lazy to talk to such people. He just gave Song Hua a look and asked him to send them away.
Song Hua took out 20,000 yuan, and each person gave 10,000 yuan, and then coldly threatened: "Take the money and disappear for a while!"
Seeing Qian's eyes wide open, the two men immediately nodded and bowed and left the yard.
Song Hua closed the door, turned around and began to flatter Yuan Hedong.
"Mr. Yuan, you are really too tall. You have everything under your control. This time, Lin Chuan will be seriously injured. How many 120,000 can he have? Let's see if he still dares to be arrogant.
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However, Yuan Hedong sneered and said: "You just saw this little benefit in front of you. I want more than just these 120,000. The textile factory is what I want.
You go back and help me make an appointment with Hongchen, and tell him that I want to treat him to dinner!"
"Okay, Mr. Yuan, I'll make arrangements now!"
Yuan Hedong slowly closed his eyes and snorted in his heart: "I will make it impossible for you to sell even a single piece of cloth!"
At ten o'clock in the evening, Lin Chuan walked out of the long-distance station in the provincial capital and rubbed his neck vigorously.
In this era, no matter what kind of transportation it is, it is as slow as crawling.
It was just over 400 kilometers and took six hours to drive.
After all, this is a provincial capital, with excitement and prosperity everywhere.
After finding a random hotel and buying half a catty of cake and two bottles of soda, Lin Chuan returned to the room.
As soon as you open the door, there is a smell of disinfectant. There are people drinking next door, and you can even hear the slurping sound clearly.
The conditions were like this, and Lin Chuan didn't care. He lay on the bed and turned on the semiconductor radio he carried with him, intending to listen to the news.
But at this moment, a man next door said loudly and boldly: "Hey, the wine is gone. Let's go and buy a few more bottles!"
But another man with a male duck voice said: "Forget it, stop drinking, stay awake. We just robbed that little girl Yuan Meiqing in the morning, so we should restrain ourselves now!"
Lin Chuan heard it clearly and stood up suddenly, leaning against the wall to continue listening.
At this time, the male duck voice whispered: "Song Hua is not particular. We robbed him of 120,000 yuan, and he gave us 20,000 yuan!"
"Twenty thousand is not bad. It is enough for our brothers to spend more than half a year. Don't talk about this and worry about the walls having ears!"
It does have ears.
Lin Chuan had narrowed his eyes coldly.
He remembered who Song Hua was too much.
Isn't he Yuan Hedong's secretary?
It turns out that it was all arranged by Yuan Hedong.
Thinking of this, Lin Chuan just sneered.
I thought to myself: "Yuan Hedong, you were waiting for me to go back. If you rob me of 120,000 yuan, I will make you vomit 240,000 yuan!"
As for the two guys next door, Lin Chuan had no intention of paying attention to them.
This is a provincial capital, not a city.
Besides, they also listened to Song Hua's arrangements, so it's useless to mess with them.
Lin Chuan put on his headphones, listened to the news, and thought about the plan, and fell asleep quickly.
The next morning, Lin Chuan filled his stomach with the remaining cakes and soda drinks, immediately took a taxi and headed to the largest brick factory in the provincial capital.
The scale of this brick factory is larger than that of Huishi Brick Factory.
The daily output is around several hundred thousand yuan.
Lin Chuan also successfully met the manager of the brick factory, Lian Yuheng.
A man in his fifties who is relatively dignified.
Compared with other eloquent sales managers, Lian Yuheng seems to prefer silence and seriousness of speech.
But he especially likes to smoke, and the table is covered with cigarette ashes.
The entire office was filled with the acrid smell of smoke.
Lin Chuan also noticed that if he didn't speak, Lian Yuheng wouldn't be able to speak.
In order to see him, I gave away two Hilton cigarettes in exchange for five minutes of opportunity.
Therefore, Lin Chuan said calmly: "Mr. Lian, I want to affiliate with your brick factory and use your brick factory's permission to build a brick factory in Hui City!"
Lian Yuheng showed no expression at all, but at this moment, his expressionless face was more like contempt for Lin Chuan.
So his next words were also full of cold disdain.
"We have no plans to build a branch factory now, and it is unlikely that we will in the future, because we are not far behind!"