"Brother, I'm in Jinmen now, picking up the car. I can't receive them when they arrive tomorrow. Can I be two days late?"
"It doesn't have to be two days late. It will take them two or three days to get there from Tibet!"
"Okay, just ask them to call me when the time comes!"
"Do you need any other veterans?"
"It would be great if there are veterans who can drive excavators! I still need twenty or thirty excavator drivers here!"
"Then you can find them from the Quanshui Military Region! I don't have many such talents here! Let's do this first!" After saying this, Jiang Aijun hung up the phone.
Looking at the phone, Yu Qingyang was a little amused. He was really resolute. This elder brother could not pass by him for three minutes without saying a word of nonsense.
After saying that, he hung up the phone directly.
Putting down his cell phone, Yu Qingyang took a shower, changed clothes, and went to the restaurant to eat.
I came back to watch TV, Wada talked on the phone for a while, and then went to bed.
There was nothing to say all night. The next morning, Yu Qingyang washed up and had breakfast.
Then go back to the room and watch TV.
It wasn't until nine o'clock that I picked up the phone and called the number given by Li Yifeng.
"Hello, is this Mr. Mu?"
"I am Mu En, who are you?"
"Brother Li Yifeng asked me to call you!"
"Oh! Are you brother Yu Qingyang? The madman told me! Where are you?"
"I'm at TEDA International. Where is Mr. Mu's company? Is it convenient for me to go there now?" Yu Qingyang asked politely.
"Haha...ha! It's convenient, I'll be waiting for you today!" Mu En said with a smile, "Wait there for a moment, I'll send you over to pick you up!"
After hanging up the phone, Yu Qingyang tidied up again and looked in the mirror. After seeing that there was nothing wrong, he went out and waited in the lobby.
Looking in the mirror is not because Yu Qingyang is stinky. Dressing is also a kind of etiquette. Good dressing is also a kind of respect for people.
After waiting in the hotel lobby for about half an hour, Yu Qingyang's cell phone rang.
"Hello!"
"Hello! Is this Mr. Yu? Mr. Mu asked me to come and pick you up!"
Yu Qingyang saw a young man wearing a white shirt, holding a mobile phone and looking around, obviously looking for someone.
Yu Qingyang walked over with his mobile phone, "Did Mr. Mu arrange for you to pick me up?"
"Hello, Mr. Yu!" The young man greeted politely, "Let's get in the car! Mr. Mu is waiting for you at the company!"
"Sorry to trouble you!" Yu Qingyang said politely and followed the young soldier into a Mercedes-Benz S600.
We drove to a building with the sign of Yuanmu Foreign Trade Co., Ltd. in Jinmen Port.
I took the elevator to the top floor. As soon as I got out of the elevator, a fat man who looked like Maitreya Buddha stood at the entrance of the elevator with a smile on his face.
The young soldier who came to pick up Yu Qingyang quickly introduced him, "This is our President Mu!"
"Brother Yu?" Mu En asked first.
"Hello, Mr. Mu! I'm Yu Qingyang! It's an honor to meet you. I'm sorry to ask you to pick me up!"
"Haha...ha! Brother Yu, you don't have to be polite to me!
Madman and I are close friends. It’s rare for Madman to ask me to do something, so it’s obvious that he’s not an outsider!
Our family doesn’t speak the same language, so there’s no need to say more polite words!
Come to my office for tea first!" Mu En took Yu Qingyang's hand, laughed and let him into the office.
"This is my temporary office. It is relatively simple and makes Brother Yu laugh!"
Yu Qingyang looked around, secretly speaking.
The entire top floor is Munn's office, which is divided into several different areas.
There are several different areas for reception, meetings, entertainment, rest, etc.
The decoration is very distinctive, leaning more towards the original style of nature.
Rough and arrogant with understated luxury.
Is this just a temporary office? Is it still crude?
How luxurious would this be if it were a long-term office?
Like a palace?
When they arrived at the reception area, Mu En personally made tea for Yu Qingyang.
Seeing Mu En's skillful movements, Yu Qingyang was stunned. This is Kung Fu tea in the south.
Northerners rarely drink tea as complicated as southerners. They work for a long time and only get less than half a sip in their mouths.
People in the north are accustomed to making tea in teacups. Put a handful of tea leaves in a big teacup to quench your thirst and enjoy the drink.
In later generations, when the country began to invest in infrastructure construction, the real estate market was booming, and a large number of southern companies poured into the north, it gradually became popular in the north. However, northerners drank kung fu tea more to show off.
There are very few people who can appreciate the charm of Kung Fu tea and understand the connotation of Kung Fu tea.
In the previous life, Yu Qingyang also had a tea set in his office, a complete set of equipment for drinking Kung Fu tea.
As I said just now, it’s more for showing off.
But looking at Mu En's posture, this is definitely not showing off, but a real expert.
The chubby big hands are making Kung Fu tea, and there is a charm in the movements of the hands, which makes people feel comfortable.
"Brother Yu, try my tea!" Mu En filled a cup of tea for Yu Qingyang.
"Thank you, Mr. Mu!" Yu Qingyang took it politely.
"What do you call Mr. Mu? Just call him Brother Mu!"
"Thank you, Brother Mu!" Yu Qingyang followed his kindness.
"Is the tea okay? I produce it on my own in the mountains, 10-year-old Pu'er!"
"Ah? Haha... Ha! Brother Yu is a real person!" Mu En was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.
With his status, there are too many people who flatter him.
He used to make tea himself, no matter whether it was good or bad, he would praise the tea every time he made it.
Some will even quote quotes from classics to make comments.
This was the first time he met someone who told him frankly that he didn't understand tea.
Good feelings between people always come for no reason.
In an instant, Mu En's affection for Yu Qingyang rose sharply.
"Forget it, since you don't understand tea, I won't waste my expression!
Xiao Li, make brother Yu a cup of tea!" Mu En stopped performing kung fu tea for Yu Qingyang, and depressedly asked his assistant to make tea for Yu Qingyang in a teacup.
"Hey, Brother Mu, it's actually quite comfortable to see you making Kung Fu tea!" Yu Qingyang smiled sheepishly.
"Haha...ha!" Mu En was stunned again, and then laughed: "This is the first time I have heard such a comment, but it is much more comfortable to listen to than those colorful compliments!"
"Xiao Li, there's no need to make him tea. Let's continue drinking Kung Fu tea."
Mu En was in a good mood and continued to perform kung fu tea for Yu Qingyang.
After drinking a few cups of tea, we started talking about business.
"The madman told me about your situation!
You take this construction machinery, pay 10 million first, and pay the rest in five years, with an annual interest of 20%, compound interest!
It’s not that my brother is unkind, rules are rules. Of course, you can also just take them away without paying any interest, and pay them whenever you have money!
However, in that case, the lunatic will owe me a big favor!"
"Mu En, I choose to pay in installments! I have already taken advantage of this!
I don’t dare to promise that I owe Brother Mu any favors, but in the future, whenever Brother Mu is useful to me, just say hello!” Yu Qingyang said quickly.
It’s not like anyone can owe a favor.
Just like you said to the richest man, Ma, I owe you a favor, whatever happens in the future.