Lin Chuan immediately asked Ni Xiaolu to call Yingxue Shizuka and ask her to come to Huishi immediately.
If she is willing to come, it will give her a chance to explain. If she doesn't come, there is no need to listen to her explanation.
At this time, Fang Shichun knocked on the door and entered.
"Mr. Lin, the business report of the Xiangdao branch has been faxed. Mr. Fan and Miss Moli will report to you in person at Huishi tomorrow!"
Lin Chuan was not in the mood to read these now, but said: "I won't read these. I have to make a call to someone now, so you all go ahead!"
Lin Chuan waited for everyone, and Lin Chuan called Bian Fuqiang, the president of Qing City Management Department.
Lao Bian received Lin Chuan's call and smiled happily: "Mr. Lin, you still called me despite your busy schedule. If you need anything, just ask Pang Wei to tell me. The manager you chose is still
Very good!"
It seems that Pang Wei and Bian Fuqiang often interact with each other and are very familiar with each other.
Lin Chuan also laughed and said: "Manager Pang's work ability is still good, but there is one thing: her methods are not strong enough and she is hesitant in doing things. I asked her to immediately terminate the commercial street project.
She also asked me to think about it, and the villagers around the mine were now preventing me from mining the ore. She also seemed particularly weak. I told her that I invested in Qingshi,
Moreover, the commercial development rights of the entire Qingshi City belong to me, so there is no need to look at other people’s faces, but she just can’t do it!”
Bian Fuqiang's face turned a little dark with tension and complexity.
Lin Chuan was very dissatisfied.
If the God of Wealth gets angry, what will happen to Qingshi?
So Bian Fuqiang hurriedly smiled and said: "Mr. Lin, is there any misunderstanding in this?"
Lin Chuan then smiled coldly and said: "How can there be any misunderstanding? You also know that those rural villagers usually have nothing to gain from.
Now that I know that my company mines ores here, I feel like crazy. I mine mines normally and have standards in all aspects of the environment.
I have to use money to support them. I have money, but I also have to consider whether I should spend the money or not? If I use the company's security clause, there will be a conflict, and you, the president of the management department, will lose face.
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So what do you think I should do?"
Bian Fuqiang vented all the tension and anger in his heart on the piece of paper in his hand, squishing the paper into a ball as if he wanted to crush the villagers to death.
"Mr. Lin, you are right. Those villagers are indeed a bit excessive. You came to Qing City to develop business and make people's lives better. Those villagers dare to do this just for their own selfish interests.
I will personally take people there tomorrow and I will definitely deal with those unruly people!"
This is what Bian Fuqiang should do.
Lin Chuan didn't want to thank him, but just said indifferently: "Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Bian, if you can comfort the villagers, I can also invest freely, right?
Originally, I decided to invest in building some schools in Qing City, but if Qing City has such a business environment, then why should I invest?"
After hearing this promise, Bian Fuqiang was very excited.
Qingshi really needs a good school now. If Lin Chuan is willing to spend money to build it, then he must create a good environment for Lin Chuan.
So Bian Fuqiang smiled and said: "Mr. Lin, there is no problem with the business environment. This is also my promise to you!"
"This is a good promise, and I am willing to spend money on it!"
After saying a few polite words, Lin Chuan hung up the phone.
Bian Fuqiang wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, his heart still heaving.
No wonder Lin Chuan can create and manage such a large enterprise, he is indeed not an ordinary person.
The rain was falling harder at this time.
However, the factory is still busy with production.
Until the evening, Lin Chuan and Qin Mengying went to pick up their children from school.
In this era, unless rich people like Lin Chuan would take their children to school, ordinary children would go home by themselves.
When Lin Chuan's Maybach arrived at the school gate, the school gatekeeper hurriedly opened the door and asked Lin Chuan to go directly to the building to pick up the child.
When entering the door, the old man holding an umbrella nodded and bowed his luggage to Lin Chuan.
Lin Chuan asked Linghong to wait, then put down the window, took out fifty yuan and gave it to the old man.
This made the old man happy and thanked him profusely.
"Thank you, Boss Lin, for the reward. get out of class ends in two minutes. Please go pick up your child!"
"Thank you for your hard work, sir!"
Lin Chuan smiled and raised the window.
50 yuan was nothing to him, but to the old doorman whose salary was only 20 yuan, it was a huge fortune.
It was enough for him to buy some good wine and have a few delicious meals.
At this time, the school bell rang, and a large number of children ran out of the building noisily. For them, the happiest thing was that school was over. Even if it rained, it could not stop them from running in the rain.
Qin Mengying's eyes were very sharp. When she saw Lin Wanyu, she smiled and said, "My daughter is the boss!"
While speaking, Qin Mengying also rolled down the glass and shouted loudly: "Wanyu, mom is here!"
Lin Chuan also turned around to look, only to find that there was a boy next to Lin Wanyu, and this boy looked particularly familiar.
At this time, Antonio had already opened his umbrella and picked up Lin Wanyu into the Maybach.
Lin Wanyu turned back and smiled at the boy: "Wen Xiaoyang, see you tomorrow!"
The boy waved to Lin Wanyu enviously and said, "Lin Wanyu, see you tomorrow. Thank you for the pencil case you gave me today!"
Wen Xiaoyang?
Lin Chuan suddenly remembered, wasn't that the boy who participated in the provincial violin competition with Lin Wanyu?
He is actually the same classmate as Lin Wanyu? How could you not know this earlier?
Under the envious eyes of classmates, the Maybach slowly drove out of the school.
Lin Chuan took Lin Wanyu's schoolbag and asked with a smile: "Dear girl, is your classmate the Wen Xiaoyang who participated in the violin competition with you?
I also remember that he played the violin very well!"
Lin Wanyu nodded and smiled: "He transferred to our class last week because we participated in competitions together before, so we are good friends now.
He is very pitiful. He has never seen his mother since he was born. His father is often not around him, and his grandma takes care of him.
It turned out that he was studying in another school, but his father thought this school was good, so he transferred him here. He didn’t even have a pencil case, and I gave him a pencil case today!"
Although Lin Chuan was smiling all over his face, he definitely didn't believe in such a coincidence.
During the provincial competition, Lin Chuan met Wen Xiaoyang's father. At that time, the man seemed to have just fought with someone, and he was very impressed with his gray face.
If you want to get close to Lin Wanyu with ulterior motives, that's absolutely not possible.
After all, the Lin family is really famous in Hui City, so Lin Chuan thought it was better to play it safe.