Demonic Cultivation in a Mountain Village

Fang Lin hung up the phone helplessly. After a while, he saw Qin Muwan running out of the elevator almost at a trot. She came closer and took Fang Lin's arm.

"Humph, I thought you wouldn't come." His tone was full of resentment, but the smile on his face could not be concealed, and his bright eyes were filled with excitement.

Fang Lin was very sensible and did not answer the conversation. He changed the subject and said, "How is the situation at the specialty store here in the provincial capital? Have you encountered any difficulties?"

If Qin Muwan rolled her eyes at him, the bastard would change the subject.

However, she did not continue to pester.

As a very smart woman, although she has a straightforward temper, she also knows what to do.

Only a brainless woman would use such a low-level method as a magic weapon.

She held Fang Lin's arm and said as she walked: "The situation is very good. I have already identified counters in several major stores and will be able to supply the goods next week."

Fang Lin nodded after hearing this and warned: "We must strictly control the quality. We can relax appropriately in terms of production capacity, but there must be no problems with the quality.

Be prepared. After a while, I will select several representative products from the Merchant Alliance and try to get out of Handong Province. Tianrun’s beauty products will definitely be one of them. "

Qin Muwan was in charge of a large company and heard a different meaning from Fang Lin's words. She couldn't help frowning and hesitated: "Is it too risky? Tianrun's reputation has just risen, and there is no such thing in Handong. Reach first-class standards and rashly expand sales scope..."

The meeting date of the three provinces is getting closer and closer. If any action is taken before the results appear, I am afraid it will trigger a strong counterattack from the other two provinces.

Companies of the same type are inherently competitive. How easy is it for an outsider to get a piece of the pie?

Fang Lin smiled lightly and said: "Don't worry about this. If you are not completely sure, how can I let you

You take risks. Manage the company with peace of mind and wait for my arrangements. "

Fang Lin's words are really not without purpose.

A few days ago, I met Lu Liang, the son of Chuzhou, outside the gate of the Chamber of Commerce. The Lu family of Chuzhou, where this man came from, was one of Fang Lin's next targets.

The Lu Group, owned by the Lu family, operates various products, each of which is closely related to daily life.

Among them, the share of beauty and daily cosmetics accounts for a large proportion of the family's revenue.

There was such a big target lying there, and Lu Liang, a brainless second-generation young man, offered it to him. How could Fang Lin be so embarrassed not to accept it?

However, this matter requires long-term consideration and cannot be solved overnight.

Moreover, to swallow such a big cake, the funds required are by no means a small amount.

The specific implementation process must be discussed with several old foxes such as Qi Zejiang and Shen Wanchong before any action can be taken.

Fang Lin wanted to capture Yao Chengjun when the three provinces were in the capital, so naturally the business forces in Chuzhou Province, led by Sihai Group, could not let him go.

Fang Lin can't move the behemoth Sihai Group now, but this doesn't mean that he can't attack others.

Only by getting involved in Chuzhou's business community can Handong Province have the possibility of going global.

As for why not take action against the Lingnan business community...

It can only be said that Lingnan is located inland and is rich in mineral resources. In terms of economy, Chuzhou Province, which is located on the coast, has more development space and growth prospects.

For many years, the Chuzhou family has been the only one, and because of

Because of the existence of Sihai Group, the economic gap between the other two provinces has become wider and wider.

The two of them were walking and talking like this, and the topic had strayed somewhere.

Just as he was about to enter the elevator, a young man wearing a navy blue suit and gold-rimmed glasses who looked elegant walked out of another elevator.

"Mr. Qin?" The man stepped out of the elevator and immediately laid his eyes on Qin Muwan, with a smile on his face.

"I didn't expect to meet Mr. Qin here. What a surprise. I went to visit your company yesterday, but it's a pity that Mr. Qin was not here and missed the opportunity to meet."

While he was talking, the young man walked over quickly and extended his right hand with a sincere attitude.

"Hello, Mr. Yang." When Qin Muwan saw this person, her attitude was a little cold, and she greeted him very politely and distantly.

As for Mr. Yang's intention to shake hands with her, he pretended not to see it.

Qin Muwan's deliberate ignorance did not anger the other party.

Instead, the man smiled very freely, retracted his right hand, and asked with a smile: "Mr. Qin, I wonder how your company has considered my last proposal? Why don't you introduce your companions?"

The young man named Yang's eyes fell on Fang Lin. There was no slightest contempt or provocation in his calm eyes.

Fang Lin's heart moved and he thought to himself: This is a master! Compared with the arrogant bastard like Jiang Junchen, he is more than one level higher.

There was a calmness and calmness in this man's movements, and no trace of his inner thoughts could be seen on his face.

It is not difficult to see from his words and deeds that the education this man has received since childhood is by no means ordinary.

This is the temperament that top second generations from big families should have.

When Fang Lin was Longya, he performed missions all over the world, met all kinds of people, and encountered all kinds of weird and unbelievable things.

There are not many young people who are as well-educated as Mr. Yang in front of him.

Comparing each other, almost all the second generations Fang Lin met after returning home from the army could be classified as defective, and Long Qiangwei was no exception.

For example, Jiang Junchen, Long Qiangwei and others.

He was born high enough and his family background was good enough.

I have the pride of being a child of a big family, and I also have the domineering arrogance of being the second generation.

But I just haven’t learned how to hide one’s strength and bide one’s time, and have that unwavering indifference.

Fang Lin murmured in his heart: I don't know if this guy is just faking it?

"Fang Lin." Fang Lin said with a smile.

"Yang Yongzhen." He also said his name, with a warm smile on his face.

Qin Muwan snorted coldly and said, "I know that your hypocritical appearance must have another purpose."

Yang Yongzhen did not deny anything, and said with a smile: "In order to get to know President Fang, I traveled all the way from the capital to Handong, and it is indeed for you Tianrun. This is not a conflict."

"From the capital?" Fang Lin raised his eyebrows and said, "Thank you for your hard work. Why don't we have a casual meal together?"

Yang Yongzhen smiled helplessly and said, "Is it interesting to say such words without any sincerity?"

Fang Lin narrowed his eyes slightly and said with a bright smile, "I think it's quite interesting."

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Yang Yongzhen's seemingly plain words actually put a lot of pressure on Fang Lin.

This kind of pressure only appeared when the American emperor met Monica for the first time.