A total of 61,000 arrears were owed, and 15,000 were successfully recovered. Lin Chen felt very accomplished and decided to meet Ding Er Asako the next day.

Ding Er Mazi's talc mine is a small mine in the west of Sunjiazhuang. Lin Chen arrived at the mine in less than twenty minutes.

Ding Er Mazi, whose real name is Ding Jun, is a legendary figure in Tonghai County.

The word "pockmarked" is also used to refer specifically to wolves in Tonghai County. To describe a person who is cruel and ruthless, one often says, "This person is very pockmarked."

Ding Er Asako is in his thirties this year. He has a thin body, a slender face, and a pair of ruthless eyes. After graduating from junior high school, he followed others to join the society. Because he was ruthless, his nickname Ding Er Asako came from.

When Er Mazi was twenty-five years old, he went to the prison for a few years to fight against gangs and evil. After he came out, he changed his mind and started working in mining, and his life became more comfortable.

Lin Chen remembered that the last time he came was three weeks ago. He didn't expect that Ding Er Mazi's mine would change in such a short period of time!

Cho Er Mazi's mine is drilled through a horizontal hole, with mountains behind it. In front of the mountain is a flat land, which is used for ore storage and truck turnover. Two rows of bungalows were built on the south side of the flat land, which are miners' dormitories, canteens, warehouses, and offices. Along the edge

Around the flat land in front of the mine, about a hundred meters away, a brick wall as high as one person was built, with a barbed wire fence hung on top.

The mine gate was closed. Lin Chen called Ding Ermazi, who trotted over and opened the door.

"I said Director Lin, what kind of wind brought you here!"

"Mr. Ding, it's clear in your words that you don't want me to come!"

"Wherever, Director Lin often gives us a sneak peek and detects dangerous factors early, and we are happy before it's too late!"

"What are you doing with this wall?"

"A few days ago, a child ran in to play and almost entered the mine. It scares me to think about it. I spent some money to surround it for safety."

The two of them walked and chatted, and entered Chou Er Asako's office.

Ding Er Mazi's office is much more luxurious than Sun Qinghai's. There is a specially hardened concrete road in front of the door, and there are floor mats at the door. In the office, the floor is covered with clean white tiles, and there is an oversized boss's desk by the window.

, there is a row of bookshelves behind it, and there are all kinds of books on the bookshelves, from the Four Great Classics to "Historical Records", "Houhei Xue" and "The Wisdom of Success".

In addition to the computer, there was also a piece of rice paper spread out on the boss's desk, with a few crooked calligraphy written on it. Lin Chen went over to take a look and joked: "Boss Ding, your calligraphy is really black."

There were several banners hanging on the wall on the other side. Lin Chen walked over and took a closer look. One new banner was embroidered with the words "Love is as deep as the students from the sea, helping the poor and the poor." Embroidered on the other side was "Caring for the lonely elderly,

Sincerity is better than family." Lin Chen turned to Ding Erpazi and said, "Mr. Ding, these two banners are new, right? I didn't see them last time I came here."

Ding Erpazi waved his hand: "Not worth mentioning! Not worth mentioning!"

Lin Chen clicked his tongue twice and said, "I tell you, Mr. Ding, if we haven't seen you for three days, we should meet you with new eyes. You must be both a Confucian businessman and a righteous businessman!"

Choji Asako chuckled and said, "Whatever, just make a little money and don't forget to give back to the society." He pointed to the student aid banner and said, "For a child like this who is out of school, one year of high school tuition, books, living expenses, etc.

, all added up, it’s only five to six thousand yuan, so when someone found me, I helped out.”

Lin Chen said: "I also sponsored a child, a deaf-mute child."

"Oh? Are you from our town?"

"No, it's in the provincial capital SOS Children's Village. Do you know SOS Children's Village? SOS Children's Village is an international non-governmental charity organization. The children's village is full of orphans. One mother raises seven or eight children. My girlfriend and I help

I helped one of them."

"Director Lin is a good person. These days, there are not many people who only do good deeds and don't care about good deeds. Everyone believes that saying, murder and arson are gold belts, and there are no corpses when repairing bridges and roads, haha."

"I came to you to do good deeds today." Lin Chen sat down on the sofa carelessly, took out a receipt and handed it to Ding Ermazi, "This is the account between you and Sun Qinghai, a total of 40,000

5. Sun Qinghai ran away. He owed the miners wages, and Mayor Xu asked me to clear his account."

Ding Er Mazi looked at it carefully and said, "Yes, it's my account."

Lin Chen asked while drinking tea: "You usually help people in need and do chivalry and justice. When everyone talks about Mr. Ding, they all give a thumbs up. These 45,000 are not Sun Qinghai's now, but are owed to him."

Mine workers’ wages. I don’t know why you delayed paying them, but now that the target has changed, just be a good person and do good deeds!”

Ding Er Mazi said happily: "No problem, since it is related to the miners' wages, I will pay. You can have some food here at noon, and I will call the accountant to transfer the money to you soon."

Lin Chen didn't expect Ding Er Mazi to be so happy, so he quickly said: "I won't have any more food. I'll have a cup of tea and leave."

Lin Chen thought of Luan Bingliang's dead face again in the morning, and decided not to hand over the money to the finance office yet, so he asked the accountant to write a check and stuff it himself.

The two of them were chatting casually, and Lin Chen suddenly remembered a question and asked: "Old Ding, don't you specialize in talc ore? Why did you buy Sun Qinghai's talc, which cost more than 40,000 yuan?"

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Ding Er Mazi sighed, "I'm ashamed to say that it's all because of the meaning of the word. You know I haven't read many books since I was a child. I used to fight and kill, and I admire Guan Erye the most. The price of talcum powder has soared this year.

, the talcum powder factory that I supplied asked me to supply more talc ore. I think the two parties have been cooperating very happily, so I agreed immediately. As a result, my own mine production could not keep up, and I could not breach the contract. In order to solve this problem

If there is a gap, we have to buy some from Sun Qinghai and sell them at a small loss."

After listening to Ding Ermazi's words, Lin Chen admired him deeply and said, "This is the spirit of contract. If all Chinese businessmen were like Mr. Ding, we would have less trouble in building a market economy!"

At this time, there was a noise from the miners' dormitory next door, and a worker ran over in a panic and said: "Mr. Ding, Sun Ergang and the others were playing a rivalry. After losing, they defaulted on the payment and started fighting again!"

Ding Ermazi opened the drawer, took out an electric baton, and carried it out. After a while, Lin Chen heard several miserable screams, as well as Ding Ermazi's stern scolding, and then it became quiet.

After Ding Er Mazi came back, he threw the electric baton on the table and said angrily: "Damn, these foreigners, the more they talk to you, the less they listen. If you hit them with a stick, they will all be honest."

Lin Chen said tactfully: "Mr. Ding, you still need to pay attention to the way you manage your employees. In addition, try not to gamble. Even if you play, don't play too big, otherwise it will be bad if you are targeted by the police station."

Ding Ermazi nodded, "The accident in Sun Qinghai's mine also sounded the alarm for us, so we stopped production every three to five days for rectification. These people have nothing to do, so they start fighting when they are idle. I will pay attention to it in the future

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"Why don't you hire more locals here? I think many workers are from out of town."

Ding Er Mazi said mockingly: "The locals know the truth and are afraid that I will bully them, so they dare not come. There is nothing we can do about it."

After chatting for a while, Lin Chen finished the cup of tea and told Ding Ermazi that his mining license was about to expire and asked him to go to the county mining management office to apply for renewal registration 30 days before the mining license expired.

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"If you don't apply for it after the deadline, the mining license will automatically become invalid!" Before leaving, Lin Chen repeatedly warned.

"I will never forget it. Thank you, Director Lin!"

After leaving the Ding Er Mazi mine, Lin Chen drove straight to the town government station. On the way, he repeatedly thought about what he had seen at the Ding Er Mazi mine, and he always felt a little unreliable. Lin Chen wondered whether he should go to the police station to talk to Ding Changyuan.

, let him pay more attention? As soon as he slowed down the car, he heard someone calling him from behind.
Chapter completed!