Jiang Hua's arm was about to be scratched by a blade.

When he turned his wrist, there was no movement, and the blade in the little fat man's hand fell into his hand.

Then, he made a backhand stroke, and the little fat man's arm was dripping with blood.

"Each of the eight sects in the world has its own rules and regulations. I won't cause trouble, so don't look for trouble either."

Jiang Hua narrowed his eyes and threatened.

In his previous life, he was a top student who studied at a prison university. He changed his mind, but that didn't mean he was easy to bully.

The short-haired young man and the little fat man looked surprised and uncertain.

The two accomplices on the other side of the carriage also paused and looked solemn.

Jiang Hua's method just now was so clean and neat that these railway thieves could not figure out his details.

"Brother, what the hell are you doing? Don't flood the Dragon King Temple."

The little fat man covered his arm with one hand and endured the pain.

"I won't mess around anywhere. If you pay me back, we won't mess with the river."

Jiang Hua doesn't want to get close and live a new life. There are some circles that he doesn't want to get involved in, and he doesn't plan to have any interactions with them again.

The short-haired young man hesitated for a moment, then reluctantly took out the handkerchief. He didn't have time to touch the money inside.

Jiang Hua asked for the money back, and went back to his corner to sit down.

The four thieves looked at each other, unsure of Jiang Hua's details, and cautiously changed carriages.

"Keep the money, but don't let it get stolen again."

Jiang Hua handed the handkerchief wrapped with money to Zhao Yue'e.

"Thanks."

Zhao Yue'e lowered her head, feeling a little ashamed.

This Factory Director Jiang is actually quite a man, and I shouldn't think of him like that in my heart.

"Are you hungry? I'm going to buy a lunch box."

Zhao Yue'e stood up and walked quickly to the dining car.

She was actually a little curious now, what kind of business was Jiang Hua planning to go to the Shenzhen market to discuss without even bringing a penny with him.

There were no further incidents until the train arrived in Shenzhen.

After walking out of the train station, Jiang Hua felt a little confused.

The Shenzhen stock market in 1989 could be described as a turbulent time with stars gathering.

In this year, Giant Shi went south to the Shenzhen market and made his first pot of gold by selling software. In 1991, he founded the Giant Group and achieved a miracle of sales of 30 billion two years later.

Also in this year, Li Ning registered the "Li Ning" trademark. After the Beijing Asian Games next year, Li Ning sportswear became popular all over the country.

"Time waits for me."

Jiang Hua squinted his eyes and sighed.

"Mr. Jiang, there is someone over there holding a sign. Is he here to pick us up?"

Zhao Yue'e asked in surprise.

Jiang Hua was stunned for a moment, then looked in the direction Zhao Yue'e pointed, and saw a black Santara car parked on the side of the road. A middle-aged man dressed as the driver held a sign in his hand that read: "Pick someone up."

, Jianghua.”

"It can't be the same name, right? Do I have such a big reputation?"

Jiang Hua pondered in his heart.

Although he was doubtful, he still walked over.

"Master, are you picking up Jianghua from Jiangzhou?"

Jiang Hua asked with a somewhat uncertain tone.

"Yes, I am from a state-owned textile factory in Shenzhen City. Are you Director Jiang?"

The middle-aged man put away the sign, nodded repeatedly, and his attitude was quite enthusiastic.

He was so enthusiastic that he confused Jiang Hua. He didn't know how Kong Zhuo communicated on the phone. By treating him like this, he didn't think he was a leader, right?

"Mr. Jiang, I didn't expect you to have quite a reputation."

Zhao Yue'e was sincerely convinced. No wonder Mr. Jiang didn't bring money with him when he went out. It turned out that he was very confident.

Jiang Hua got on the car with a confused look on his face, with his head on his head, "Why? One hundred thousand?"

Are all the state-owned enterprises in Shenzhen City providing such good service? They treat him like a small private enterprise owner and send a special car for leaders like Santala to pick him up and drop him off?

"Director Jiang, thanks to Director Jiang, we have booked a banquet in the canteen to welcome you and wash away the dust."

The driver said enthusiastically while driving the car.

"That's too polite. It's really too polite."

Jiang Hua was embarrassed and even a little flattered.

After a confused journey, he was dragged by a car to the Shenzhen State-owned Textile Factory. As soon as Jiang Hua opened the car door, he saw a chubby fat man with a smile on his face and warmly stretched out his hands to greet him.

"Director Jiang, nice to meet you!"

The chubby fat man took Jiang Hua's hands enthusiastically as soon as he came up and shook them vigorously.

"This is our thank you to the factory director."

The driver introduced it from the side.

"Thank you, Director, I often hear Brother Kong talking about you. I'm glad to meet you!"

Jiang Hua was still confused, but it didn't affect his greetings.

"Director Jiang, Lao Kong told me that it is our honor for a star entrepreneur like you to visit our factory."

Xie Yuanda's attitude was extremely enthusiastic.

His old friend Kong Zhuo told him on the phone that Director Jiang was not only a star entrepreneur in Jiangzhou and highly valued by city leaders, but his identity was also not simple. He was backed by a large family in Xiangjiang and had a deep foundation.

Moreover, he was very interested in the trade fair model created by Jiang Hua. He hoped that Jiang Hua could personally explain it and let him learn from it.

"You're welcome, you're welcome!"

Jiang Hua smiled awkwardly, feeling extremely confused. What on earth did Lao Kong say to you?

In addition to curiosity, he now feels guilty. How did he become a celebrity entrepreneur?

"Director Jiang, it's been a tiring journey all the way. Come on, let's go have dinner first."

Xie Yuanda enthusiastically pulled Jiang Hua into the staff canteen.

It's true that the journey is tiring. I couldn't buy a ticket and was squeezed into a can-like carriage for a day and a night. It was not an ordinary discomfort.

Zhao Yue'e foolishly followed behind, thinking over and over again in her mind. She just had one thought: This new boss from the garment factory, Mr. Jiang, is really a great face!

Xie Yuanda really paid special attention to Jiang Hua. During dinner, he called all the department leaders in the factory to accompany him.

Jiang Hua was sitting on a needle blanket, feeling guilty. He was a small private factory director, how could he be so virtuous and capable? He couldn't afford such a big battle.

The atmosphere was lively as people drank wine and drank wine.

After drinking a few glasses of wine, Jiang Hua gradually calmed down and began to make insinuations.

Xie Yuanda didn't drink well, and he wasn't a man who could hide his words. It didn't take long for Jiang Hua to figure out the cause of the matter.

After understanding it, Jiang Hua couldn't laugh or cry. His brother Kong was really a weirdo.

The last time he went to the textile factory to recruit female workers, it was Director Kong who convinced Li Yue with his boast, and he smiled brightly, thinking that he had switched jobs to a Hong Kong-funded enterprise and was about to take off.

When I arrived at the place, I was disappointed and even cried.

This time, he originally planned to come over and have a place with free food and accommodation, so that he could stay.

As a result, Brother Kong once again boasted and deceived Xie Yuanda. Suddenly Jiang Hua's importance increased tenfold, and a large array was put up to welcome him.

"Director Jiang, tomorrow we will have a joint summit of textile companies. You can come on stage and talk about your trade fair model."
Chapter completed!