Therefore, although Cao Zhiqiang used a special amount of money to buy a batch of cars in the name of Hongguang Publishing House, they were all domestically produced cars, with trucks as the main component and sedans as the supplement.

The trucks ordered are all specially ordered Huanghe brand eight-ton heavy trucks from Jinan Automobile Factory.

As for the so-called cars, I just went to the automobile factory in Jiading County and ordered three Shanghai brand cars.

Due to production capacity constraints, those eight-ton trucks will not be delivered until September this year.

As for the three Shanghai-branded cars, they are also limited by production issues and will not be available for delivery until October at the earliest.

Therefore, now Cao Zhiqiang does not have a serious car at all, and still uses the old Jiefang from the machinery factory.

As for official vehicles, except for the Citroen CX20 used by Cao Zhiqiang himself, all others use old jeeps from the machinery factory.

Cao Zhiqiang has trouble even buying domestic cars, let alone imported cars that require approval. With his current strength, he simply can't get approval for imported cars.

Upon hearing what Cao Zhiqiang said, Xiang Dongfang suddenly smiled: "What a coincidence, I was able to get an approval document for importing the Crown car, but I don't have the money. Are you interested in buying it?"

"Ah?" Cao Zhiqiang was dumbfounded, "Can you get the import car approval document? Is it true or false?"

"Of course it's true." Xiang Dongfang smiled slightly, "Can I still lie to you?"

Upon hearing this, Cao Zhiqiang suddenly fell silent, and then looked at Xiang Dongfang with a complicated expression: "Are you looking for your dad?"

Xiang Dongfang lowered his eyelids naturally: "No, I just... asked an uncle of mine, well, he is a comrade of my father's, and asked him to help me."

Cao Zhiqiang frowned: "Why bother? Is it worth it for you to do this?"

Xiang Dongfang was stunned for a moment, then suddenly raised his head, looked at Cao Zhiqiang firmly, and said with a serious expression: "It's worth it!"

Cao Zhiqiang opened his mouth, then exhaled, and said in an indifferent tone: "Okay, go prepare the car, we are leaving!"

"Yes, President!" Xiang Dongfang suddenly saluted Cao Zhiqiang with a military salute, and then left with a serious expression.

As soon as Xiang Dongfang walked out and closed the door, he immediately covered his face with his hands, showing a shy and happy expression.

After taking a few deep breaths, Xiang Dongfang turned red and walked forward with a smile on his face, as if he had stolen a jar of honey.

As a result, Xiang Dongfang, who was walking away calmly with his head bowed, came face-to-face with Xu Jingli, who was holding a folder and walking towards her.

"Huh? Teacher Xiang, no, Secretary Xiang?" Xu Jingli was the first to say hello with a smile, "With a smile on your face, what are you so happy about?"

Xiang Dongfang quickly put away his wanton steps and couldn't help chuckling, returned to his gentle and generous look and smiled slightly: "Ah, it's nothing, I suddenly thought of something happy... By the way, what are you doing here, looking for the president?

?"

"Yes!" Xu Jingli nodded, "The first edition of the white paper of our "Confidant" magazine has come out. I want to show it to the president. If possible, we will prepare it for official publication. By the way, the president is now

Are you free?"

"He..." Xiang Dongfang frowned and looked back at the door of the president's office, "The president is going out later, and now... there is still some free time. If you want to deliver magazines, hurry in now, there is still time."

"Yes, I understand." Xu Jingli nodded.

Xiang Dongfang smiled slightly and then walked away.

Xu Jingli looked at Xiang Dongfang's back, narrowed her eyes and smiled playfully, then turned around and walked outside the president's office door.

After arriving at the door, Xu Jingli took a deep breath and knocked gently on the door with a serious expression: "President, are you there?"

"Who?" Cao Zhiqiang asked.

"It's me, Xu Jingli." Xu Jingli said seriously, "President, is it convenient for you now? I'm here to give you the first edition of the white paper of "Confidant" magazine."
Chapter completed!