Rebirth: Back to 1991 as the richest man

Feng Xilai and others returned to the Magic City. Li Minyang did not come out to see him off, but all the things that should be sent were given in advance, and they were all done in private. If he behaved too actively and sent them again today, some unpleasant words would be spread to Lu Deguang. In the ears.

The deliberate avoidance made Feng Xilai relaxed and made him feel more and more that Li Minyang was considerate in his work.

"Baby, this Mingyang is not simple. Look at how smooth he is in dealing with things. He can do things that we didn't expect. No wonder Director Guo is willing to use such a young man."

Sitting on the green leather car, Feng Xilai couldn't help but praise him.

"Indeed, it's very comfortable to deal with Minyang. It's not awkward at all. He is just extraordinary. He has a big face and a sharp eye."

Feng Baobao gritted his teeth with joy. He enjoyed his trip to Fuhai inside and out.

"After you arrive in the Magic City, you will have to keep in touch with Minyang on the phone frequently. He will make big plans later. He will make some underwear to be worn in bed. The scale is not small. In short, you young people should communicate more."

Feng Xilai still found it difficult to speak. He had a very detailed chat with Li Minyang that day. After all, it was his son in front of him, so he turned to look out the window.

Wow...Feng Baobao's imagination started to swirl just by hearing this word. Could it be that the place where Big Face took him was a hint in advance?

These employees of Modu Clothing finally ended their work in Fuhai, and they were relieved. But Ni Nana kept frowning, and Li Minyang didn't come to see her before leaving, but relied on Deputy Director Feng to give him a gift.

What a generous move... Ni Nana looked out the window, the speed of the car was getting faster and faster, and soon Fuhai Station disappeared in the distance, but she was full of memories of this place.

......

When Li Minyang rushed to the train station, Xue Pengpeng and others had already loaded the goods into the car. Nearly 4 yuan worth of watches had been loaded into six trucks before they were completely packed.

"Minyang, I can't fit it at home. I didn't expect the packaging to be so thick. How about putting the goods in the car?"

Xue Pengpeng quickly walked over and explained the situation.

"That's fine. This is a valuable thing. One piece costs about two hundred, which is equivalent to one month's salary. It's easy for people to miss it."

Li Minyang quickly dispersed the cigarettes for his brothers, took a glance, and found that Fang Fanpu was also there. Fatty had been running here repeatedly in the past few days.

Hao Yidou reached out to catch the cigarette, but did not let him go. He felt embarrassed and humiliated. Why did he treat himself as a child, so he pretended to raise his hand to scratch his hair.

"You're not going to work today?"

Li Minyang looked at Fang Fanpu and asked.

"Working is not as important as your partner, right? My department is all male. I heard that the model team is leaving today. Do you think I can take it easy?"

Fang Fanpu looked anxious and didn't even bother to light up a cigarette.

"This..." These words made Li Minyang embarrassed. He never thought that this fat boy could be so interested in him. Brother, this is serious.

"What's your expression?" Fang Fanpu asked dissatisfiedly.

"What about that, Fatty?"

Li Minyang stepped forward and hugged Fang Fanpu's shoulders, and leaned closer, "I will definitely introduce you to the model, but let's talk about your work first. Go to sea with your brothers. It will definitely be better than working."

Fang Fanpu couldn't help but look serious. After thinking for a moment, he said in a deep voice:

"Minyang, to be honest, seeing you earn so much money, it's a lie if my brother doesn't feel itchy, but... what projects will Chengde Foreign Trade plan for in the future? The main reason is that my family won't agree."

"Fan Pu, what are you worried about? I know it in my heart. Do you know why I didn't call you at the beginning? It was because of the risk, but now that I have survived, the risk has been borne by my brother. You can just make money along with it."

Li Minyang patted Fang Fan Pu's chest with a serious expression. There were not many people who could make him say these words.

"Minyang, when you say this, it seems that I am not a human being." Fang Fanpu was deeply moved.

"Okay, tell your family about going to the sea later. Don't hesitate. My brother is waiting for you."

Li Minyang warned again, turned around and walked to Xue Pengpeng's side. He saw several of them with sad faces. The main reason was that they were not prepared before and thought they could put it at home. Unexpectedly, there were six full cars and they couldn't unpack them.

"Let the truck drive directly to the Dongying factory."

Li Minyang said.

“What!?”

"The situation is different now. It just so happens that I have something to discuss with Baldhead. Also, don't call Baldhead your nickname in front of him. People only care about those few hairs."

Li Minyang smiled.

"What about the remaining clothes? What to do with them?"

Xue Pengpeng asked again.

"Pull them together to Dongying."

Li Minyang blurted out without hesitation.

"Most of those clothes came from the Hongyun Garment Factory. They were brought to the Dongying factory area to shit on Sun Xuwei's head. That bald man is very petty, not to mention that he and Niu Libao still haven't dealt with them."

Xue Pengpeng said worriedly, feeling a little frightened. After all, Dongying is their territory.

"It's okay, we have a relationship."

Li Minyang smiled indifferently and didn't care. After all, his uncle has not been promoted recently.

"Row."

Xue Pengpeng didn't ask any more questions and walked quickly to greet the driver.

Not long after, trucks drove neatly and orderly to the Dongying factory area, shuttling through the streets.

......

Financial Resources Committee, Office of the Director.

"Secretary Huang, regarding the soft landing, I don't think we can delay it any longer. Let Dongying close down first. Otherwise, Dongying will have to bear the wages until November. We can put this part of the expenditure on private enterprises."

Guo Zhiyuan was on the phone with Huang Ziyuan.

"You can just implement these tasks and sign them at the meeting. As long as the employees can be properly placed and excessive job losses will not be caused, everything will be easy to discuss. We can give policies to private entrepreneurs and make a good start."

Secretary Huang gave clear instructions.

"Okay, let's make a good start!"

Guo Zhiyuan repeated it repeatedly. After putting down the phone, he was in a surging mood and was in trouble at work. Now he seemed to have found a breakthrough.

In a good mood, Guo Zhiyuan walked out of the office and happened to bump into Liu Ziliang standing at the door holding a manuscript.

"Director Guo, I have written a manuscript for the next meeting. You can refer to it." Liu Ziliang looked attentive. Now Cai Haoxiang deliberately refused to accept his manuscript and was anxious to show off, so he jumped over the hierarchy to deliver it.

How naive was Liu Ziliang? He thought that the meeting was enjoyable and that Director Guo was in a good mood. It was because his manuscript was well written. In fact, it was the reason why Li Minyang's million-dollar order was placed there.

"Nonsense, don't do the clerk's job in the future!"

Guo Zhiyuan shouted loudly, which shocked everyone in the department, and then strode away, giving him a vicious look.

Liu Ziliang stood there, unable to recover for a long time, his face turned pale. At this moment, he even forgot to breathe, and time seemed to freeze.

After Director Guo left the department, there was a rustle of ridicule, which was very harsh and like daggers stabbing Liu Ziliang's body, making him fall into despair. It was over, it was over.

At the same time, in the Dongying factory area, Sun Xuwei sat on the sofa with a sad face, touching his bald head from time to time...