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Chapter 1128 Professional production workshop!

"It depends on the workshop. Is he supporting me?"

When Lu Gang heard this, he frowned and asked.

"We have sold his goods before and cooperated with him many times, and I just called Wenli. He said that this guy also knows him and has done it many times, so I think he is quite supportive. ." Hou Zhen said.

"Do you think he has that strength?"

Lu Gang continued to ask.

"His sales are indeed very good. I asked around in several groups on the Internet. This kid has a wide range of sales, and I know a lot of nightclub people." Hou Zhen said again.

"A business of more than one million yuan is not a big deal. In my case, it doesn't matter whether it succeeds or not. But he wants to build his own factory, which I am very interested in, because we can make a lot of money by selling his raw materials. .”

Lu Gang muttered to Hou Zhen, then thought for a moment and said, "Let's let him make a deposit of 500,000 yuan first, and then you tell him that if he really wants to build a factory, I can provide him with a few foremen." Help, but you have to get some tuition, and you can ask him to come down and take a look tomorrow."

"Okay, then I understand." Hou Zhen nodded immediately.

"This batch of goods will be taken away immediately. You urge the packaging factory and ask them to ship the goods quickly."

Lu Gang put his hands behind his back and walked out while saying.

"Yeah, okay."

Hou Zhen nodded, pondered for a moment and asked: "Hey, has the money promised to you been paid by the person who is hiding from us?"

"Hit part of it."

Lu Gang thought for a moment, nodded and replied.

"This eldest brother is rich. Hey, can you let him invest some money in us? At most, we can give him some dividends by the end of the year, and that's it."

Hou Zhen said tentatively.

"Haha, even if you gave him 100 million a year, he wouldn't interfere with us. To be honest, if he hadn't been temporarily helpless, he wouldn't have contacted me at all. Deep down, he looked down on us. "

Lu Gang sighed and frowned.

"Fuck, what a dick. Ba earns dirty money. I don't understand why he has a sense of superiority." Hou Zhen curled his lips and said.

"hehe."

Lu Gang smiled and then said: "Okay, I'll go see him."

"Where is he?" Hou Zhen asked casually.

"Don't ask, it won't do you any good."

Lu Gang even hid the truth from Hou Zhen and did not tell him where Zhang Weimin temporarily lived.

At noon the next day, Xiaoxin made a payment of 9.9 yuan and 500,000 yuan from the old account to the public account of Xingnun Village.

After receiving the remittance, Hou Zhen took Xiaoxin to the chicken farm again, entered the kitchen, and stood next to the cellar.

"Who is he?"

There were always people in the bedroom of the chicken farm all year round. One of them saw Hou Zhen coming in with Xiaoxin, and then he frowned and asked.

"He is the client I talked about yesterday."

Hou Zhen explained.

"Wait a moment."

The man stretched out his hand to stop him again, and then said: "Here, raise your hand, let me touch it."

"Damn it, that's not the case." Xiaoxin asked with a frown.

"Hurry up."

"Okay, you can turn it over."

Xiaoxin had no choice but to raise her arms.

The middle-aged man rummaged through Xiaoxin's body carefully, and then took out Xiaoxin's phone, lighter, cigarette case, and other items, then threw a set of work clothes to Xiaoxin and said, "Put it on, put it on." Any part of your body that can leak through your clothes should be blocked."

"." Xiaoxin glanced at him sideways, then without saying anything, she entered the room and changed her clothes.

Five minutes later, the two were ready to go down to the cellar.

"You carry this."

The middle-aged man handed Hou Zhen a large wooden box containing food, with a plastic bag tied on it and two Yuxi in it.

"What are you doing?"

Hou Zhen was stunned.

"Brother Lu asked you to give it to me. I don't know. You can just give it to the sixth son below."

The middle-aged man said something casually, and then went back to the house to watch TV.

Xiaoxin looked at the box and paused for a moment, then climbed down the ladder first.

Hou Zhen didn't think much, picked up the things and walked down the ladder.

"Fuck,, you're so awesome."

After Xiaoxin got down from the cellar, he walked along the two-meter-wide and three-meter-high corridor for nearly two minutes. When he came out, he saw an empty hall with concierges on both sides. , and there is a sign on the door.

Template room.

Sub-part production room.

Machine tool grinding room.

Coloring workshop.

American firearms database.

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The house numbers came one after another, and Xiao Xin was stunned and dumbfounded.

"You know why the authorities have tightened the investigation? The entire rural countryside relies on this industry to make a living. If something happens, we won't be able to survive."

Hou Zhen explained.

"I really couldn't believe that this was something done by a group of farmers."

Xiaoxin said sincerely.

"Before 1949, the group of people who conquered the country were not farmers, haha."

Hou Zhen smiled.

"How long will it take to reach this scale?"

Xiaoxin said in amazement again.

"The more people we have, the faster we can work."

Hou Zhen explained casually

Under the leadership of Hou Zhen, Xiaoxin visited the production workshop hidden underground and in the mountains. During the walk, Xiaoxin carefully looked at the surrounding situation.

"Do you have any cigarettes? Give me one."

Xiaoxin asked a worker.

"When you came here, your lighter and cigarette case were not confiscated."

The worker was busy with the work at hand, wearing a mask and asked without raising his head.

"It's confiscated." Xiaoxin nodded.

"We don't allow smoking or bringing anything that can create an open flame here. There are too many flammable materials in the basement for fear of accidents. There is nothing in there except work tools."

The worker explained calmly.

"In the 21st century, winning is based on professionalism," Xiaoxin said with emotion.

On the other side, Qian Mingtang came to Xingnong Village alone and made an appointment with Lu Gang to discuss Zhang Weimin's affairs.

At eight o'clock in the evening, the two met in Lu Gang's small second floor and sat down immediately

After Xiaoxin visited the workshop during the day, he returned to Hou Zhen's house. When it got dark at night, he took a roll of toilet paper and walked out of the door.

"What are you doing?" Hou Zhen, wearing a coat, asked casually as he sat in the yard and helped his wife pack her bicycle.

"I'll find a place to poop."

"My son is in the toilet, you go next to him."

"kindness."

Xiaoxin nodded and then walked out of the yard.

Five minutes later, he quickly rushed to the chicken farm, then plunged into the trench that was full of chicken manure and exuded a strong stench, and quickly rummaged through the garbage.

After a while, Xiaoxin found two white garbage bags and opened them. There were some cigarette butts inside, and they were only Yuxi brand, as well as some used toilet paper, disposable chopsticks, China Unicom mobile phone recharge cards, and mineral water bottles. Substances and other items.

After glancing at these things, Xiaoxin casually found a toilet and pulled up while thinking deeply.


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