The salted fish life of the door-to-door son-in-law

After hearing this, Zhao Guan was speechless for a while, but he still took out his mobile phone, took pictures of everything on the computer, and said to Liu Zhicheng, "I'll call the police tomorrow, and let her have a restless night."

"By the way, let's get down to business. Your company is gone. Can you still get the steel?" Finally got to the point, Liu Zhicheng finally sat up straight, but after three seconds he lay down again. He was too tired to sit up and talk. .

"The steel products in Hangzhou have always been decided by me. Even if I lose the company, as long as I am still there, all the steel products business in Hangzhou will still be mine." Zhao Guan has this confidence. After all, he is in Hangzhou. The urban steel industry has been in business for more than ten years, and he has been the leader for ten years. He knows all the steel owners in Hangzhou, and all the steel factories have his shares.

It can be said that steel is the foundation of Zhao Guan's life, and those that have been robbed are only superficial things.

"Well, there is a bidding recently, which is the Hangzhou River Crossing Bridge Project. No matter what the price is, we must win the bid!" Liu Zhicheng gave Zhao Guan a death order.

"Even if you lose money?" Zhao Guan asked tentatively.

"Even if I lose my life, I have to win the bid!" Liu Zhicheng has already begun to lay out his great plan, and the first step is the bridge across the river.

Chapter 24 Tea Ceremony

The next day, it rained heavily.

In Xinxiangshicheng cafe, Liu Zhicheng was lying on the boss's chair and didn't sleep. Instead, he was at the door of the shop, staring at the heavy rain outside.

Zhao Guan took the information compiled last night to the police station to report the case early in the morning. He had already made up his mind that assets and everything else were outside his body. As long as the steel business in Hangzhou was still in his hands, it would be a matter of time before he turned around, let alone , if he can win the contract of the Hangzhou cross-river project, even if he pays him to death, he is willing.

Last night, Liu Zhicheng gave Zhao Guan a good analysis. Losing money was just a sign in the early stage. No one would do such a bidding below the market price, because there was no profit. But the designer of that blueprint was Liu Zhicheng, and Liu Zhicheng was very It is clear what kind of steel this project consumes. For Hangcheng, this amount of steel can only be a small matter.

The Hangzhou Cross-River Bridge project is like a bottomless pit, it can swallow steel from more than a dozen provinces in southern China. Of course, the local steel in Hangzhou must be enough at the beginning, but in the middle and late stages, the steel in Hangcheng will be enough. It is not enough to look at, and the vacancy of steel will become bigger and bigger.

The Hangzhou Cross-River Bridge project is like a huge cake. Steel manufacturers all over the country are staring at this delicious and sweet cake, but if they want to get involved, they have to get Zhao Guan's nod, and this Time is the time when Zhao Guan strives for huge profits, because whoever can get involved and who can't, Zhao Guan has the final say.

The heavy rain fell suddenly, and many pedestrians on the road were unprepared, so there was also a middle-aged man taking shelter from the rain outside Liu Zhicheng's cafe.

"Boss, do you like rain?" Zhang Hao was curious about Liu Zhicheng's anomaly today, so he stepped forward and asked.

"Well, I don't know since when, I have a special liking for rain, snow, and rain." Liu Zhicheng looked at the heavy rain outside the door, and seemed to be lost in memories.

"By the way, tell Cao Jin, ask him if he has a bamboo forest, and buy it for me. The bigger the bamboo forest, the better." Liu Zhicheng likes to listen to the sound of rain hitting bamboo leaves. In that state, Liu Zhicheng's mind is often surprisingly calm , and at this time, Liu Zhicheng would often do something astonishing.

"Okay, I'll ask." Zhang Hao turned around and went to make a phone call, but Liu Zhicheng stood up, looked at the heavy rain outside the door, and said with emotion: "The wind is like pulling up a mountain, and the rain is like a river pouring."

After hearing these two poems, the person outside the door thought about it carefully, clapped his hands and applauded, and couldn't help but praise: "This brother has a good literary talent."

"Oh, you also understand poetry?" Liu Zhicheng came to the door, but was blown back by the wind, and beckoned the man to enter the house: "Come in, have a cup of hot tea, it's quite cold outside, and besides, it's raining for a while It will probably not stop."

"Then excuse me." The middle-aged man glanced at the gloomy sky, turned around and entered the cafe without being pretentious.

"Zhang Hao, two cups of tea!" Liu Zhicheng shouted to Zhang Hao who was on the phone. Zhang Hao stretched out his hand to signal that he heard it. After chatting with Cao Jin for a while, he hung up the phone and made two cups of tea for him. .

"Huh? Good tea! But boss, it's a pity to drink such good tea." The middle-aged man understands tea, and he knows that the tea is expensive after just one sip.

Of course, the tea that Huaxin gave Liu Zhicheng was not ordinary. Anyway, Zhang Hao didn’t understand tea. In his mind, tea was just a drink, just like cola.

Liu Zhicheng knew tea, and was even an expert in tea arts, but Liu Zhicheng was too lazy to make tea by himself, wasting such good tea invisibly.

"Hehe, the tea leaves are good, but I'm too lazy to touch them, so it's not bad to drink like this." Drinking vulgar tea has the taste of vulgar tea. Although it's not as good as carefully brewed tea, drinking it like this has a certain flavor.

"The boss doesn't dislike it, why don't I make tea for you once." The middle-aged man looked at such a good tea, and it was too wasteful to drink it in such a vulgar way.

"Okay, Zhang Hao bring the utensils." Liu Zhicheng was worried that he couldn't find someone to make tea for him. He really wanted to drink the taste of the brewed tea, but it was too troublesome to do it by himself. Liu Zhicheng was surprisingly lazy. Character, he is not willing to do it.

The utensils were moved out by Zhang Hao, and they were covered with a thick layer of dust because they had not been used for a long time. The middle-aged man was speechless after seeing it, "Boss, how long have you been useless?"

"Forgot." Liu Zhicheng laughed because he was too lazy to think about it.

The clear water kitchen has ready-made ones. The middle-aged man carefully washed and washed the tea-making utensils, then wiped them half-dried with paper towels, and put them on the table to wait for the cups to dry completely.

"There is no spring water, is there any mineral water?" The middle-aged man walked around the house, but he found no pure water except tap water, so he turned his head and asked Liu Zhicheng.

"Ask him." Liu Zhicheng pointed at Zhang Hao. Zhang Hao was more familiar with this cafe than Liu Zhicheng. After all, apart from lying on the chair, Liu Zhicheng only had to eat, sleep and go to the bathroom.

"Well, no." Zhang Hao thinks that tap water is good for making tea, anyway, drink it as if it had been boiled.

This result made the middle-aged man speechless for a while. He asked Zhang Hao for an umbrella, and said to Liu Zhicheng, "Wait a minute, I'll go buy water!" After speaking, he left in a hurry.

"As for it, drinking tea is so troublesome." Zhang Hao looked at the middle-aged man rushing out in the rain, and asked Liu Zhicheng in confusion.

"You don't understand. People who really understand tea are very concerned about the water used to make tea and good tea leaves. Now that there are good tea leaves, there is a shortage of water for making tea." Liu Zhicheng lay on the boss's chair, slightly closed Said with eyes closed.

An hour later, the wet middle-aged man came back. In such a heavy rain, there was no difference between using an umbrella or not. The middle-aged man was still dry except for his shoulders, and the rest of the place was dripping.

"So hard! Wipe it first." Zhang Hao was startled by the middle-aged man's distressed appearance, and hurriedly took out a handkerchief and handed it over, "Thank you." The middle-aged man took it over and wiped his face, and then went to He took out three bottles of mineral water from his pocket.

"It took me a long time to find these three bottles. Let's just use it." The mineral water in the middle-aged man's hand is the most expensive and the highest standard on the market, and it is really not available in ordinary supermarkets.

The middle-aged man made tea on his own regardless of his wet clothes. Liu Zhicheng lay on the boss's chair and watched the middle-aged man's way of making tea, and nodded silently. Considering the middle-aged man's attitude towards tea, the tea he brewed is not bad.

An hour and a half later, the two drank tea and started chatting. Through chatting, they learned that the middle-aged man's name was Guo Tianai, and he was a teacher at a nearby art college, mainly teaching tea ceremony.

In the afternoon, the heavy rain finally stopped, and Guo Tianai couldn't continue to disturb her, so she got up and said to Liu Zhicheng, "Thank you boss for allowing me to drink such good tea. Guo Tianai is satisfied in this life!"

"It's nothing, I'm not willing to do anything, if you don't mind, come and sit down when you have time, and help me make a pot of good tea." Liu Zhicheng said to Guo Tianai with a smile.

"Really?" Guo Tianai had a flattered expression. This kind of tea is definitely not ordinary. If she could taste it again, Guo Tianai would love it.

"This can still be false, come when you have time." Liu Zhicheng didn't take this tea, which is more expensive than gold, in his heart at all.

"Okay, it's a deal!" Guo Tianai wanted to refuse in his heart. After all, he would not be rewarded for nothing. I couldn't bear the taste of the next meal, so he still agreed.

But Guo Tianai thought in her heart that she must bring the best spring water with her next time, so as to be worthy of the tea that is more expensive than gold.

As soon as Guo Tianai left, Zhao Guan came back.

Chapter 25 Little farce

"Boss, things went smoother than you imagined. The police station noticed this criminal group early in the morning, but there was no evidence to start it. The things I brought just made up for this gap. Now the police have started to investigate the matter. "

He went there early in the morning and only came back in the afternoon. The police attached great importance to what Zhao Guan brought, which caused Zhao Guan to stay at the police station for a long time.

"Okay, now that the matter is over, let's prepare for the bidding. I guess it will be in a few days." Liu Zhicheng half-lyed on the boss's chair, and said to Zhao Guan.

"Okay, I'll go get in touch now." After saying that, Zhao Guan hurriedly left again. There was not a drop of water in the day, but Zhao Guan lived an extremely fulfilling life. He seemed to have returned to the days when he was desperate and working hard.

On August 28th, the bidding for the Hangzhou River-Crossing Bridge project officially started. The Sujiang Bridge is a century-old masterpiece. The entire frame of the Jiang Bridge is made of steel, and the amount of steel it consumes will be a terrifying figure.

Following Liu Zhicheng's instructions, Zhao Guan took Cao Jin to the bidding site early in the morning. Although Zhao Guan set off early in the morning, when he arrived at the bidding base, he was still taken aback by the people there.

There were security guards on duty at the door, and even the police were dispatched, just to maintain order at the scene, because you need an invitation letter to enter the venue, and invitation letters are only available to domestic industry leaders. A city like Zhao Guan The industry giants are not qualified.

So the vast majority of people were stopped at the door, but the people who came here wanted a piece of the action, so instead of leaving, they gathered at the door and waited for the opportunity.

If it weren't for the police here to maintain order, it would have been a mess long ago. Even so, Zhao Guan and Cao Jin finally squeezed to the door, but when they wanted to go in, they were stopped by the security: "I'm sorry, sir, please show me Invitation card."