God of Rebirth Investment

At this time, a middle-aged man with a big belly greeted him, and he stretched out his hands from a long distance: "Welcome, welcome!"

Seeing this, Chang Dong suddenly realized!

On the way to the private room, Lin Shuxue left for a while, and when she came back, she whispered to Chang Dong: "I'm sorry, my relatives boasted to others that you were coming for dinner, and the restaurant made a fuss on its own initiative."

Chang Dong grabbed Lin Shuxue's little hand and said in relief, "It's okay."

……

For Chang Dong, this banquet may be an inconspicuous one among his countless banquets, but for the Lin family and even the Wan family banquet, it has obviously become something worth bragging about in this life.

There was even a photo of Chang Dong and Lin Shuxue walking in the same frame in the local circle of friends.

For a while, Chang Dong seemed to be Wu'e's son-in-law.

After the banquet, Chang Dong arranged to go to a nearby hotel to rest. He planned to stay one night and return to Yanjing the next day to prepare for the seminar organized by the financial supervision team.

Lin's father and Lin's mother returned home smelling of alcohol and joy.

Just as she opened the door, Mother Lin blinked, and suddenly found that the daffodils all over the balcony were in full bloom.

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318 Fur farms

"Young man, Fengshan Village is ahead."

The guide, holding the Liqun cigarettes handed over by the young man between his orange fingers, had a kind face.

"Thank you!"

Zhang Qiwei, who was unshaven and almost invisible, tightened the zipper of his white leather jacket, turned around and got into the car.

This is an old Santana, a little worn out, with an Ezhou license plate.

Zhang Qiwei got into the car, glanced at the rearview mirror, saw the uncle carrying a hoe, and walked away, and then said to the co-driver, "Cheer up."

"Let's loosen the outside and tighten the inside, so there will be no delay."

There was a 19-year-old guy on the co-pilot, dressed in a fashionable way, sitting loosely on the co-pilot, with a hint of ruffianism.

His name is Liu Xiangxin, he was recruited by Zhang Qiwei, he was born in Yeluzi, he was desperate to fight, and with a word of ruthlessness, he got his start.

Zhang Qiwei brought him this time to save his life.

Zhang Qiwei didn't say anything, just lit a cigarette, and then drove on.

Within a few minutes of driving the car, a strange stench came over the surface.

"Fuck, what does it smell like? Wonima, it stinks! Bah!" Liu Xiangxin, who had the window open, almost vomited, and began to curse.

A trace of solemnity flashed in Zhang Qiwei's eyes, and he continued to move forward along the concrete rural road.

In the middle, he asked two more people, and finally came to the destination - a large fur farm.

A large steel-structure warehouse-like factory building is lying in a field, and the three-meter-high fence blocks the curious sight of the roadside.

Of course, the factory stench has driven most curiosity away.

Zhang Qiwei's expected blocking situation did not happen, and he drove into the farm openly and aboveboard.

After parking the car, an old man with yellow teeth in a black leather apron greeted him.

"Who are you looking for?"

Zhang Qiwei got out of the car with a smile, handed him a cigarette and said, "I'm looking for your boss, is he here?"

"Buy leather?"

"Ah! Yes!" Zhang Qiwei replied vaguely.

Liu Xiangxin also got out of the car.

Don't look at his disgusted face in the car, after getting off the car, his expression returned to normal, his eyeballs rolled around, looking around, he seemed to be very curious.

He walked to an iron cage, and inside it was a silver-gray fur animal, which looked like a Michelin tire mascot. The fur was frowned around the body, and the entire face was squeezed so that the eyes could not be seen.

"Master, what breed is this dog?" Liu Xiangxin lifted the cage with his feet.

"fox!"

"What? A fox?" Liu Xiangxin was stunned: "Fuck, why don't you tease me, this fox?"

The old man ignored Liu Xiangxin, he greeted Zhang Qiwei, turned around and went to the boss.

Zhang Qiwei followed.

However, when he walked to the entrance of the factory building, the old man said, "It stinks inside, don't come in." Zhang Qiwei stopped wisely. Since he couldn't figure out the farm, he didn't want to turn against them.

When the old man walked away, Liu Xiangxin came over: "Uncle, you're really on hormones."

Uncle, it is naturally used to hide your identity.

"Nonsense, without hormones, can you look like this?"

There was anger in Zhang Qiwei's eyes.

Eight or nine days have passed since the boss gave the order.

Unannounced visits to the fast-food package's unscrupulous dens, he has found someone to repeatedly hint to several reporters, and some reporters have already started to act. It can be said that this matter is basically settled.

In order to prevent the reporters from not being able to capture important materials, he even sent someone to secretly shoot some videos, as a dry firewood for Dong Ge when he fueled the flames.

However, the garbage meat supply chain is full of threads, and it is difficult to find out the key points.

In Yanjing, he has found several slaughterhouses supplying leftovers and even lymphatic meat profit chains. Many of these chains are in the name of purchasing pet food raw materials, buying these garbage meat, and then reselling them into the distribution market after a little processing. .

He has sent people to collect evidence and so on.

But these are far from satisfying Zhang Qiwei.

Brother Dong's words are obviously going to be big, a few slaughterhouses, and a few small supply chains are not big news.

Even turning them off doesn't make much sense.

However, through the slaughterhouses, he has found a distributor.