Excellent little farmer

I was joking with Mu Wanlan about Gao Qirong, when my cell phone rang in my trouser pocket. I took out my cell phone and called out, and Wu Zhibing said with a smile on the phone: "Qingquan, where are you?"

I smiled and said in a low voice: "I'm eating out with my friends, Zhibing, what's wrong at this late hour?"

"When are you going to finish eating? We are drinking tea at Huifengtang Teahouse, the one outside your community. How long do you have to finish eating? Kong Xiangyun and Ling Fei are both here! You finish eating early, come here quickly. "

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While I was answering the phone, in the VIP room of the Bihailantian Bathing Center in Qingyang City, Gao Qirong and Ding Xingsong were lying on the massage bed. Two slim beauties in vacuum suits were riding on them for massage.

"Mr. Ding, this matter... Oh! I'm so sorry!" Gao Qirong turned his head and said to Ding Xingsong with an apologetic expression.

Although Ding Xingsong was angry, Gao Qirong was the deputy director of the Bureau of Resources after all. As long as he was in office for one day, they coal bosses could not offend him. They could only swallow the coptis and said dryly: "Gao Qirong, this matter cannot be blamed You, you have helped me a lot, it’s only my fault that our company’s own tender document is not good enough!”

Ding Xingsong frowned and thought for a while, then continued: "It's just that stinky bitch Mu Wanlan... Gao Bureau, why do you think her bid was so good? And how could the price be so low as the lowest bid? Similar? This is unreasonable. Did she also find someone and know the price already? "

"Has she gotten it a long time ago? Probably not..."

Gao Qirong thought for a while, frowned and said: "If Wu Yinghong can get it, it must be given to him by Zhang Haidong, but Mu Wanlan is unlikely. She always wanted me to help him before, but based on our relationship, I How can I help her? I only disclosed those documents to you, and I find it strange. Where did that woman get the bid? "

Ding Xingsong thought for a long time but couldn't figure out what the problem was. He cursed bitterly and said: "It couldn't be me... or someone close to the old guy Wu Yinghong who leaked it, right? Damn it, is that naughty bitch Mu Wanlan planting people around us?"

"People around me... people around me?"

Gao Qirong murmured a few words subconsciously, then suddenly raised his head and looked up at the roof thoughtfully, his face gradually becoming a little gloomy.

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I had dinner with Mu Wanlan and her daughter, got into Mu Wanlan's Audi, and sat in the back row with Mu Tingting. Mu Tingting glanced at me with ambiguous eyes from time to time, which made me feel a little flustered, for fear of being caught by the driver in front of me. Mu Wanlan saw something coming, and she never dared to look directly at the little girl next to her.

But the little girl always nudged me, and I kept moving until she was almost forcing me to the car door. I simply turned my head and looked outside, feeling uneasy.

Mu Wanlan said: "Xiaoquan, didn't you just say that there were a few classmates waiting for you at the teahouse? Let's send you there first."

I just said "hmm" when Mu Tingting said: "Brother Xiaoquan, what's the point of drinking tea? Why don't you go to my house to play?"

I shook my head and said with a smile: "I have agreed with my classmates that it is not good if I don't go. I will play with you another day, okay?"

Tingting pouted and nodded glumly. Mu Wanlan drove me to the gate of the community, waved her hand, turned around and took her daughter home.

The weather has gradually turned cooler at night, and when the wind blows, the yellow sycamore leaves fall with a rustling sound.

I watched the taillights of the Audi A6 disappear around the corner, lit a cigarette on the side of the road, wrapped my clothes tightly, and walked quickly to the Huifengtang Teahouse not far away.

Follow the curved upward stairs 'Teng Teng! 'I ran up to the second floor. The waiters were running around hurriedly carrying plates and teapots. They were so busy that more than a dozen tables in the hall were already full.

Pushing open the partition door of the private room, I found several old classmates inside.

I walked straight to the table near the window and saw Kong Xiangyun and Ling Fei sitting there, talking and laughing with their lips pursed. Han Jianwei and Wang Changquan were playing cards, but Wu Zhibing was nowhere to be seen. They were confused, not wanting to be caught from behind. I hugged him and turned my head to see that it was Wu Zhibing. He grinned at me with his teeth bared.

I pushed him away with a smile and curse, walked to the table, sat down on the sofa in the back, turned around and shouted to the waiter following me: "Bring me a cup of chrysanthemum tea!"

"Drinking chrysanthemum and flower tea? You are so angry." Wu Zhibing joked and slowly sat back on the sofa. Kong Xiangyun glanced at me quickly, smiled slightly, but said nothing, and sat quietly on the sofa opposite.

Ling Fei put her left hand on her chin, staring at the Manzhu Shahua in the flowerpot by the window, silently in a daze.

After the waiter made the tea and closed the door, Wu Zhibing took out a beautiful brochure from his bag and put it in front of me. He smiled and said: "My brother is working in a company now. That company is very strong and there is a project in it." It was very profitable, and many people from the agricultural machinery factory invested money.

We have discussed it and want to invest in it, so I thought I would ask you if you would like to do it together. Anyway, there is strength in numbers! Let's all try to come together and invest to become shareholders. Qingquan, what do you think? "

"Haha! Brothers, I am a standard poor guy now. I have all my money in the stock market. If I want to come out now, I will cut my flesh on the floor." I said haha ​​and took it from him. I passed the picture album and flipped through it.

"What's going on with the stock in your hand now? Is it still unsolved?" Wang Changquan had already put down the poker in his hand, picked up the tea cup and asked gently.

Several old classmates who were close to me all knew that my mother lost a lot of money in stocks, and almost half of her life savings was tied up in it, and she did not get out of it until she died of illness.

"No, it's still early to get out of the trap!"

When it comes to stocks, I have a headache. Shenyang Heavy Machinery has been in decline for three years, and it has fallen particularly hard this year. It is almost on the verge of delisting. There are rumors in the securities market that it has no hope of restructuring. My mother originally bought it at 19 yuan a piece, and then replenished the position at 10 yuan. Unexpectedly, the more she replenished her stock, the more it fell. Now it has almost fallen below 2 yuan.

I don't really care about the value of the stock itself, I just don't want it to be delisted. After all, that stock has a special meaning to me. It is a memorial left by my mother to me, not wealth in the ordinary sense.

I originally wanted to use all the money my mother left for my wedding to cover my position, but in the end I didn't have the courage. There are quite a few people who have lost everything in the stock market and are about to jump off a building. I don’t want to follow in those people’s footsteps.

Looking at the brochure, I noticed that several leaders of Qingyang City were prominently listed on the title page, and they were all pictures of cordially shaking hands with the chairman of the company.

Among them, the person who made the most appearances was Hong Daoxiang, member of the Standing Committee of the Municipal Party Committee and Minister of Propaganda, followed by Xu Mingchun, the deputy mayor in charge of agriculture, animal husbandry and forestry. The main project of this company is investment in fast-growing sheep, with a claimed return rate of up to 30%. No wonder these old classmates like me All so moved.

After reading the information carefully, I shook my head and said, "What kind of project is this? I don't think it's very good. No matter how you look at it, it smells like a disguised pyramid scheme and illegal fund-raising."

Wu Zhibing was a little unhappy after hearing this, saying that his brother was a supervisor in this company, and many people in the factory had invested money. If there was any problem, how could my brother harm me?

I shook my head. Nowadays, these MLM people specialize in defrauding relatives and friends. There are so many scammers that it is difficult to guard against them. There is no harm in being cautious.

We all live on dead wages and have little savings. Don’t be fooled by false propaganda. Anyway, I feel that the propaganda here is not reliable. The rate of return is so high. Is this sheep farming? The wool harvest is so fast, is it necessary to inject hormones into the sheep every day?

Wu Zhibing took a sip of tea and defended: "I didn't believe it when my brother said it at first, but after attending their project briefing two days ago, I was a little tempted. What's more, if it is unreliable, Why would these big leaders in the city promote them?"

Seeing that his attitude was very firm, I smiled and said: "Nowadays, many scam companies hire celebrities to endorse them. Besides, these photos of leaders can't prove anything. Are there still so few computer-generated photos now?

After all, the credibility of the content is the most important. If something happens, which leader will be responsible for you? That’s my opinion. I don’t want to touch this thing. As for what you do, it’s up to you to make your own decision. "

Wu Zhibing stopped talking after hearing this and looked at Han Jianwei and others.

Han Jianwei was deceived by Wu Zhibing a few days ago and felt itchy in his heart. He was also confused by the hot scenes at the project briefing meeting. He was in a high mood for a moment, as if he had been injected with blood. When I poured cold water on him, he felt very disappointed. He sat there. After hesitating for a while, he said depressedly: "Qingquan, you really don't want to join us?"

"Join the gang together? Haha! Where can we join the gang? The water is in Liangshan Mountain!"

I laughed, waved my hand, and said, "I don't have the money to do this. If you really want to do it, you'd better invest less money in the early stage. If it's really as good as advertised, maybe you can continue to invest more later.

If this is really a money-making project, it doesn't matter if it lasts for a year or a half. If they really raise sheep, it is also a long-term project. It is not like stock or foreign exchange trading, where it is short-term and fast. You are so anxious to do it. Well? It’s better to take it easy! "