The flowers in the factory of rebirth are too fierce

Who can assume the role of director of the Beijing Office and not have an ear for all directions and an eye for all directions?

Xiang Yang personally ran to the train station to greet Lin Zhiyuan. Naturally, he had his reasons. In addition to Lin Zhiyuan's dual identity as Su Qiancheng's grandson-in-law and Li Zhenshan's former secretary, the 29-year-old second-level company manager, looking at Lesteel How could Xiangyang not take the initiative to curry favor with such a high-quality potential stock if he couldn't find one?

Not to mention the hard power that Lin Zhiyuan has shown beyond his work ability. The three-in-one courtyard house in Houhai is the most typical example.Xiangyang once went to pick up Lin Zhiyuan in that yard and knew that in addition to having a bright future, Mr. Lin was also a rich man who was not short of money.

So as soon as he received a call from the big company's office, Xiang Yang rushed over in person, just to flatter Lin Zhiyuan as soon as possible.

"Director Xiang, this is Mr. Jiang, the executive deputy general manager of the new material company, and this is Director Yu of the new material company office." Lin Zhiyuan introduced Jiang Daqing and Yu Jialiang to Xiang Yang.

"Hello, Mr. Jiang! Hello, Director Yu!" Xiangyang shook hands with the two men enthusiastically and led them to the car.

Xiang Yang, who was sitting in the passenger seat, turned around and said, "Mr. Lin, are you staying at your own home this time or going back to the office?"

Every time he came to Yanjing in the past, Lin Zhiyuan basically returned to the courtyard house in Houhai, so Xiang Yang asked this question.

"If you live in your own home, please ask the director to go to Houhai first. Mr. Jiang and Director Yu haven't been to my place yet, so they just need to identify the door."

Jiang Daqing heard their conversation and took it for granted that Lin Zhiyuan's home in Yanjing should be Su Qiancheng's house.

But when the Beijing Office's car parked outside an alley in Houhai and Lin Zhiyuan led them into the courtyard, Jiang Daqing realized that he was wrong.

This courtyard house is close to Houhai. It has great scenery and a first-class location. The courtyard is decorated in an antique style, and you can tell that a lot of money was spent on it.

Jiang Daqing was secretly shocked. Lin Zhiyuan's casual display of strength made him feel ashamed.

Lin Zhiyuan took them to visit the courtyard, "Mr. Jiang, why don't you stay here with me? There are plenty of rooms."

How could Jiang Daqing be willing to live here? This was Lin Zhiyuan's private residence. He waved his hands repeatedly.

Director Lin didn't insist, but he made an appointment with Jiang Daqing, "Mr. Jiang, Director Yu, you must be very tired after riding the train all night. Go back and have a good rest first, catch up on your sleep, and let Director Xiang drive you there in the evening." Send it here, I'll cook it myself, and let's have some wine."

Without waiting for Jiang Daqing to answer, Xiang Yang spoke first, "Okay! This kind of house has a history of hundreds of years. It must be very satisfying to have a meal here, so thank you Mr. Lin."

Jiang Daqing could only acquiesce.

After Lin Zhiyuan sent them away, he took a shower and got some sleep. It was already afternoon when he got up again.

Lin Zhiyuan washed his face with cold water, refreshed himself, and prepared to go out to buy some food to entertain Jiang Daqing and others.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he got out of the hospital, he saw Li Zhikun sitting on a small horse, guarding his door.

"Uncle Li, why are you sitting here?"

Li Zhikun smiled and turned back, "My nanny said you are back. I guess you must have just gotten off the train in the morning and came back to catch up on your sleep. I have nothing to do, so I will just wait for you here."

Li Zhikun stood up, put away the maza, and pulled Lin Zhiyuan enthusiastically, "Come on, come to my place to drink some tea. We will have dinner at my house in the evening. I tell you, you are in for a treat. Someone just brought it to me this morning." Come with half a fat sheep, this is the best day for shabu-shabu."

"Uncle Li, my colleague is coming to my house for dinner tonight. I won't go to your place today." Lin Zhiyuan hurriedly refused.

But Li Zhikun remained enthusiastic, "Come on, you just came back and there is nothing at home, how can you entertain guests? You should go to my place and call all your colleagues over. There are so many people."

Li Zhikun raised his feet, put his arms around Lin Zhiyuan's shoulders, and said happily: "Zhiyuan, do you know? The land on the East Third Ring Road has been announced. It is estimated that it will be settled before the Spring Festival at the latest. This is a great thing. We both have to drink two cups no matter what."

It could be seen that Li Zhikun was in a really good mood, so Lin Zhiyuan had no choice but to lock the courtyard door and follow Li Zhikun to his home.

Li Zhikun took out the good tea from the bottom of the box again, and the two of them drank tea and chatted.

"Zhiyuan, are you here in Yanjing for work again?"

"Yes, Uncle Li. Our company wants to find a certification company to learn about the ISO9000 standard system. Uncle Gu and Uncle Hu have helped me contact several companies. I am going to run around from house to house tomorrow to see the situation."

"Well, this standard is very important. Many large foreign companies are implementing it. As a very large enterprise, Legang should learn early and benefit early."

As the two chatted, the topic turned back to Jinghua Literary Building.

Now Li Zhikun is in a mixture of anticipation and panic. What he is looking forward to is that there will be some clues about the land. What he is panicking about is that once the land is acquired, the actual operation stage will begin. At that time, a huge amount of funds will be needed. I am afraid that even his small family fortune will be lost. If you invest in it, if you lose money, all your hard work over the years will be ruined.

"Zhiyuan, do you think this project will definitely make money?"

"Uncle Li, nothing in this world is [-]% perfect, but the East Third Ring Road is the CBD of Yanjing City. If you build a building there, I think you will definitely make a profit."

After receiving Lin Zhiyuan's assurance again, Li Zhikun's confidence was strengthened.

******

At six o'clock in the evening, the vehicle from the Beijing Office of Lesteel Steel arrived in Houhai.

Jiang Daqing, Yu Jialiang, and Xiang Yang got out of the car and saw Lin Zhiyuan at the entrance of the alley.

"Don't eat at my house tonight. I have an elder who lives nearby. Someone gave him half a sheep in the morning. He insisted on keeping me at home to eat shabu-shabu. Let's go together!"

Lin Zhiyuan led the three of them to Li Zhikun's house.

Li Zhikun has prepared everything.

On the dining table, the copper hot pot is burning brightly. Along the circle of the copper hot pot, there are all kinds of ingredients, so colorful that just looking at the style will make people drool.

Li Zhikun stood at the door of the restaurant and greeted everyone with a smile.

"Welcome, you are colleagues from Zhiyuan, you are my friends. Don't be polite when you come to my place, it's just like going home."

Xiang Yang looked at Li Zhikun, then looked at the courtyard, and the smile on his face became a little brighter.

People who can live in a single-family courtyard house like Houhai, needless to say, must be rich or noble.

Li Zhikun invited everyone to sit down, opened a bottle of Moutai, and poured a glass for everyone.

"Use your chopsticks, how about you try this mutton?"

Lin Zhiyuan picked up a chopstick of mutton, rinsed it in boiling water for a few times, and tasted it. It was indeed the best mutton. The lamb that was slaughtered that day was extremely delicious and had no odor at all.

The other three people also raved about their food.

At this moment, Li Zhikun's eldest brother rang loudly. Li Zhikun did not shy away from others and answered the phone in the restaurant.

The other party was probably asking him to do something, and the call lasted for several minutes.

Xiang Yang had been eavesdropping with his ears perked up. When he heard the words "Brother Li" coming from the receiver, Xiang Yang showed shocking affection.

He is the director of the Beijing Office and has heard about all the experts in Yanjing City. Now he has vaguely guessed that the unassuming middle-aged man sitting in front of him may be Li Zhikun, who is famous in the [-]th city.