Rebirth in the 80s: From street stalls to the spotlight of domestic products

"Yes, in my opinion, although that mainland boy is indeed powerful, his foundation in Xiangjiang is not stable. Although the Rong family is supporting him, he may also need someone like you to serve him. As long as you can give up If you go to him to save face, depending on your ability, you may not end up in a dead end."

This makes perfect sense.

But the most critical thing here is whether Pang Zhihua can give up his dignity.

This is easier said than done.

From being a powerful figure in Hong Kong to working for others, it is a bit embarrassing to think about it when I meet those familiar people in the past.

"I...I'm thinking about it."

Liao Yong left. Before leaving, he looked at Pang Zhihua, who seemed to have aged more than ten years on the sofa, and sighed.

This transition is not something everyone can bear.

In the blink of an eye, three more days passed.

Morning, company office.

Wang Muzhi and Yang Jian were sitting opposite each other, sipping tea.

After a cup of tea, Yang Jian took out a certificate from his arms.

"Muzhi, I really didn't expect that you could make 5000 million US dollars in less than 72 hours by using the 300 million in the bureau. This is simply unbelievable. I admire you so much now!"

Wang Muzhi smiled and said nothing.

This was all a small scene. Not to mention his more than 1000 million, just by sweeping through Pang Zhihua's entire company, he made a huge profit of 6000 million Hong Kong dollars. Even the Rong family made an extra 3000 million.

I have to say that Pang Zhihua has really made a lot of money over the years, but it is a pity that all of it was used as wedding clothes for others, which is sad.

"What is this?" Wang Muzhi picked up the certificate and looked at it.

"This is a certificate award given to you personally by our director, and there is also a sum of money. I guess you don't like it, but the most important thing is that our director invites you to participate in the National Entrepreneurs Conference organized by the bureau during New Year's Day. I want you to speak on stage!”

"Really?"

Wang Muzhi's eyes lit up.

This reward really made him excited.

It would be great to get to know other famous entrepreneurs in the country. With such a big country, there must be more than one talented person like Wang Mu. Being able to communicate and cooperate with others will be of great help to my future business plans.

"Of course, this is what our director personally asked me to convey. I estimate that after you return to China, our director will talk to you personally."

"The matter of returning to China will only last a few days. I have prepared the money and you can withdraw it at any time."

"Then I'm welcome."

Just as he was talking, Rong Zhaolong pushed open the door and entered with a somewhat indescribable expression on his face, which made people confused.

"what happened?"

"There was news from the police station that Pang Zhihua's body was found in his villa. He died after drinking a large bottle of sleeping pills."

Yes, Pang Zhihua is dead.

The news flew very fast as if it had wings, and soon everyone in Hong Kong's upper class learned about the news.

After all, Pang Zhihua is also very famous in Xiangjiang.

And in this kind of thing, no one was particularly surprised, it was already expected.

But the surprising thing is yet to come. This morning, a large number of newspapers published a series of charges against the Governor of Xiangjiang. They were all confessions made by Pang Zhihua before his death. They were also accompanied by various detailed evidences, including pictures and the truth. , instantly caused a sensation in Xiangjiang.

Anyone who is stupid knows that this is definitely Pang Zhihua's deathbed counterattack.

Since everyone is going to die, of course no one will be spared.

The birds are exhausted, the good bows are hidden, the cunning rabbits die, and the lackeys cook.

The Governor of Xiangjiang had very good thoughts, but it was a pity that Pang Zhihua was involved in the situation. The Governor of Xiangjiang was bound to lose a piece of flesh even if he died!

For a time, the entire situation in Xiangjiang was changing, and everyone's views on the Governor were quietly changing.

And it takes a long time for all this to become apparent.

Some big bosses in the mainland even laughed out loud at this practice.

The name of this young man Wang Muzhi has also entered the sight of some big shots.

"Muzhi, what should we do next?" Rong Zhaolong asked after seeing Wang Muzhi wake up from his meditation.

"Killing can only be done with a nod. Since the person is already dead, there is no need to make a fuss. Let's evacuate all our people. Besides, I heard that he has a wife and children. You can help save a property to avoid them." The mother and daughter are living on the streets, at least they have a place to stay.”

"Anyway, we made a lot of money, so we evacuated immediately, but his wife and children are abroad."

"They will come back sooner or later. Once Pang Zhihua dies, they will be helpless. Unless they want to die, they will never stay abroad for a long time."

Rong Zhaolong quite agreed with Wang Muzhi's approach.

This shows that while Wang Muzhi is tough, he also has a bodhisattva heart.

You can feel at ease working with this kind of person.

"By the way, Mu Zhi, there is one more thing."

Wang Muzhi looked at Rong Zhaolong who was a little hesitant and joked: "Zhaolong, you are the crown prince of the Rong family. What on earth makes you so nervous? This is not at all like your character."

"Come in!"

Rong Zhaolong shouted loudly, and a man walked in from outside the door.

As soon as I walked in, a pungent and unpleasant sour smell immediately filled the entire office.

Judging from her body shape, the other person should be a woman, but her hair was disheveled and she looked dirty as if she had just slept in a trash can. Especially the clothes on her body had completely changed color, and her fingers were so dark that it was disgusting.

There are many homeless people in Xiangjiang. They spend their days picking up garbage outside. Wang Muzhi has seen many of them.

But he swore that even the people picking up trash downstairs were definitely cleaner than the man in front of him.

"Who is it? Zhaolong, why are you looking for a garbage collector?" Wang Muzhi pinched his nose and did not hide his disgust. A group of people gathered outside the office and kept looking around.

Rong Zhaolong sighed, stepped forward and brushed the woman's loose hair away, revealing her face.

Only then did Wang Muzhi see clearly.

"Rong Jie?"

Yes, this person is Rong Jie.

Ever since she ran away that day, Rong Jie rushed to a restaurant in anger and had a big meal, spending all her money. When she realized something was wrong and wanted to find a friend to take her in, she realized that her father was not joking with him.

Everyone who knew Rong Jie immediately locked the door when they saw her coming.

In desperation, Rong Jie can only live a wandering life.

If the Rong family hadn't sent people to protect her life, it's probably still a question whether Rong Jie would have survived.

"Muzhi, Xiaojie knows she was wrong, just let her work under you."

Rong Zhaolong glared at Rong Jie, who raised his head and glanced at Wang Muzhi timidly and whispered: "Brother Mu Zhi, I know I was wrong, and I will work well under you."

That appearance was completely different from that of some time ago.

Wang Muzhi is not a stubborn person either.

Is it possible that the Rong family can really break up with Rong Jie?Since the steps are already there, there is no need for Wang Muzhi to be a villain.

"Linda!"

"Mr. Wang, please call me."

"Rong Jie will be your assistant from now on. Don't put any psychological burden on her. Arrange her work according to normal circumstances and be impartial. Do you understand?"

"Okay, Mr. Wang." Linda nodded and stepped forward to hold Rong Jie's dark hands, seemingly without any dislike.

"Okay, I'll be leaving in a few days. See you later."