Not far from the intersection of Jianhua Street in Baocheng City, a woman in ragged clothes and staggering steps slowly walked along the sidewalk. Her messy hair made her look crazy, so many passers-by deliberately avoided her.
Open her.
This woman had faint stains on her face and her clothes were very dirty. A brown gown was tightly wrapped around her body, as if this could reduce her hunger.
If Zhang Wei were here, he would definitely be able to recognize that the somewhat embarrassed woman in front of him is the second aunt Liu Guihua who is arrogant, domineering and loves to take advantage of others.
After Liu Guihua learned that she had cancer, in order not to become a burden to her husband and daughter, she took the initiative to escape from Hua'an Hospital in Beijing and has been wandering alone outside.
After Liu Guihua left the capital, in order to avoid being found by her daughter and husband, she did not return to Baocheng City immediately, but went to Shimen City not far from Baocheng.
However, as the wandering time became longer and longer, Liu Guihua spent all his money, and he missed his daughter and husband more and more, and the city of Baocheng where he had lived for decades.
People of Liu Guihua's generation attach great importance to the return of fallen leaves to their roots. Now that he knows that he is terminally ill, Liu Guihua hopes that he can die in his hometown, so that he will have no regrets.
Liu Guihua was tired from walking, so she squatted on the side of the sidewalk and watched the cars passing by on the street. Tears welled up in her eyes again. She found that she used to care too much and ignored many beautiful things.
Liu Guihua has a strong nature and often behaves very selfishly. She has no relationship with her relatives at home. Now that she recalls what happened before, she feels that many things are unnecessary.
If God could give her another chance, Liu Guihua would definitely look down upon these things and focus more on family and affection.
"Woooo..."
As she was thinking about it, Liu Guihua couldn't help but burst into tears. She immediately attracted crowds of people on the street to watch. Some people pointed at her, and some thought she was a beggar and even threw coins at her feet.
"Look at that dirty woman, why is she crying?" an old lady with gray hair asked.
"Who knows? There are so many miserable people in this world, so who can take care of it?" The old man next to him grabbed the old lady and pulled her away from Liu Guihua.
"This woman doesn't look very old. She doesn't look like she has Alzheimer's disease." A man in his thirties said.
"Why does this woman look familiar to me? I seem to have seen her on a notice." A woman riding a bicycle next to her said in surprise.
"Hey, when you said that, I really remembered it. It seems that there is really such a missing person notice. He looks a bit like this person, and his clothes are really similar." The man in his thirties said.
"No, maybe it's really the lost person." The woman on the bicycle nodded and said.
"Look here. I remember there was a notice on the street ahead. Let's see if it's the same person." The man in his thirties said as he ran away into the distance.
In the office of the general manager of Huayang Company, Zhang Wei and Cheng Zhiyuan were sitting on the sofa. Zhang Wei picked up the teapot on the table, poured each other a cup of tea, and said:
"This is Dahongpao given by a friend. How do you like it?"
"Thank you, Mr. Zhang." Cheng Zhiyuan said respectfully, holding the teacup in both hands.
"Mr. Cheng, do you have any new projects in your marketing department recently?" Zhang Wei asked, taking a sip of tea.
"Mr. Zhang, the Olympic Games are about to be held. Many economic experts estimate that once the Olympic Games are held in Beijing, housing prices are likely to plummet. So we don't dare to bid for new land now." Cheng Zhiyuan put down the teacup in his hand and spoke.
He said with a serious face.
"Hmph, those so-called experts are so good at telling lies. If they were really that capable, they would have made a fortune long ago without pretending to be experts." Zhang Wei snorted coldly and said.
"Mr. Zhang, what do you mean, we need to bid for more land now that land prices are low?" Cheng Zhiyuan asked.
"I cannot have the final say on this matter alone. I am still conducting detailed research. However, according to my personal inference and indirection, not only will housing prices not fall after the Olympics, but a new round of housing prices may even break out due to the deliberate resistance in the early stage.
The supply exceeds the demand," Zhang Wei analyzed.
"Mr. Zhang, I have also considered the situation you mentioned. Everyone thinks that housing prices will drop after the Olympics. They are all planning to wait until after the Olympics to buy a house. On the contrary, it may push housing prices up again." Cheng Zhiyuan agreed.
"Yes, that's exactly what I had in mind." Zhang Wei agreed and said solemnly: "So, I hope you and Mr. Zhou of the Product R&D Department will study the market trend as soon as possible."
"I understand what you said, but as long as the Olympics are not over, no one can guarantee this matter." Cheng Zhiyuan said with a wry smile.
"Hmph, if we wait until the Olympics are over and the day lilies are cold, what else will I need from you two departments?" Zhang Wei's face darkened and he reprimanded.
"Yes, you are right. I will work out a plan as soon as possible and try to win it before the Olympic Games." Cheng Zhiyuan straightened his body and said seriously.!
"It's not as soon as possible, it's necessary." Zhang Wei emphasized his tone again and said.
"Beep..." Just as Zhang Wei finished speaking, the mobile phone in his hand suddenly rang. Cheng Zhiyuan quickly took the opportunity to stand up and said: "Mr. Zhang, since you have a call,
,Then I won’t disturb you.”
"Well, you go ahead." Zhang Wei glanced at the screen of his mobile phone, and Zhang Qi's number was displayed on the screen.
"Okay, I'll take my leave now." Cheng Zhiyuan nodded and strode out of the office.
"Hey, Qiqi, what do you want from me?" Zhang Wei pressed the answer button and said.
"Zhang Wei, my mother has been found!" Zhang Qi said with a hint of surprise in her tone.
"Oh, that's good. It won't have any impact on your body, right?" Zhang Wei asked.
"It's okay. My uncle and aunt have already rushed over. My mother has nothing to do except losing some weight." Zhang Qi said.
"Well, that's good." Zhang Wei responded with a smile and said, "Well, I'll go back with you later. This will make you feel more at ease."
"You are so busy with work now, so there is no need to ask for leave to go back with me. I can just rent a car and go back now." Zhang Qi declined politely.
"How can that be done? I'm not worried about you going back alone." Zhang Wei said.
"It's okay, I won't talk to you anymore. I have to pack my things now and go back to Baocheng City in a while." Zhang Qi said, and then hung up the phone.
"Finally found it, Qiqi can feel at ease." Zhang Wei sighed and said.
In a sense, the disappearance of Liu Guihua completely shattered Zhang Qi's heart, making her eager to find someone to rely on, so she impulsively had a relationship with Zhang Wei. Otherwise, the two of them might not have reached this point.
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The store of Zhongwei Company on Lijiang Road, Chao District, Beijing is the earliest store of Zhongwei Company in Chao District. The office of the regional director of Chao District is also located in this store, and the regional director of Chao District is none other than Wang Jianfa.
At this time, it was almost ten o'clock in the evening. Wang Jianfa was still sitting in the office, reading the materials and information sent by various branches. He knew that he was not very capable to achieve his current position, in large part because of
Because of his relationship with Zhang Wei, he works harder than ordinary people.
There are currently only ten stores in Chao District, and the regional director is somewhat unworthy of his name, but Wang Jianfa knows very well that with the rapid development of Zhongwei Company, the number of stores in Chao District will continue to increase.
As the regional director of the Chao District, he will not only oversee the corresponding stores, but as the number of stores continues to increase, he may be promoted to the regional manager and move towards higher levels of the company.
"Dong dong dong..." At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door, and before Wang Jianfa had time to react, the door to the office was pushed open.
"Director Wang, there is a group of people in the store who look like they are looking for trouble." A salesman broke in and said.
"I know, I'm going to go out and take a look now." After hearing what the salesman said, Wang Jianfa couldn't help but frown and followed the salesman out of the office.
The East District of Beijing is the base camp of Zhongwei Company. Zhang Wei is very familiar with the district leaders in East District, so no one from the East District has ever come to make trouble. However, not long after Zhongwei Company moved to Chao District, there was no one familiar with the district government and the District Public Security Bureau.
, it is inevitable that some people will come to your door to cause trouble.
After Wang Jianfa walked out of the office, he saw seven or eight men standing in the store. They looked fierce and had bulges on their bodies as if they were hiding something, which made the salesmen in the store very nervous.
"Hello friends, I am Wang Jianfa, the regional director of Zhongwei Company. What do you want to do with our company?" Wang Jianfa looked at a few people. Although he was a little scared, he still walked up.
, asked.
"My name is Brother Long. I came here today to collect land fees. Your company has several stores in Chao District. Each store costs 10,000 yuan a month. Please pay this month's money first." The man who calls himself Brother Long.
The man said.
This man looks to be in his thirties, tall, fat, with a bald head. He wears black pants on the lower body, a black vest on the upper body, and a gold chain as thick as a little finger around his neck. The most frightening thing is that there is a scar on his face.
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"Brother Long, what does it mean that the land is wasted? I have never heard of it before." Wang Jianfa forced a smile and asked cautiously.
"Fuck, you're fucking kidding me, right?"
After hearing what Wang Jianfang said, Brother Long's face flashed with anger. He raised his right foot and kicked Wang Jianfa directly, knocking Wang Jianfa to the ground.
"Ah... don't hit anyone!" Wang Jianfa curled up on the ground and wailed.
"Do you know what it means now?" Brother Long spat, pointed at Wang Jianfa fiercely, and said:
"If you dare not give it today, I will not only beat you up, but I will also smash up your fucking store!"