"Oh, that's the case. You've been recuperating these days, so I didn't bother you. Our mine has basically been confirmed. I have drafted a notarization here. You can take a look first. If there is no problem,
, just sign it!”
After Tasken said that, Wang Ding paid attention to the documents in Tasken's hands, and threw the documents to Wang Ding casually, and Tasken also sat on the sofa in the room.
Wang Ding opened the document and found that it was an equity letter. It indicated the approximate content and total value of the jade mine, as well as the shares he owned, and of course, the corresponding ones he should have.
funds.
According to Tusken's estimate, the total content of jade that can be mined by the jade vein should be more than 100 tons, and its value is about one billion yuan, with an initial investment of 20 million. There will be an additional 30 million in the future.
Wang Ding has 60% of the shares, so he must first take out 12 million yuan of funds. And an additional investment of 18 million yuan will be required.
In fact, the additional money is just a form. Jade Mine is now making a profit and can be fully spent on profits.
Tasken's equity book was done in detail. There was nothing to be picky about. After Wang Ding looked carefully, he signed his name. Then he opened a thousand two hundred in front of the notary.
The check for ten thousand was handed over to Tusken.
Then there is the fairness of the notary on the spot. After reading the notary statement, the three parties signed the notary certificate and each kept one. It took only half an hour before and even if the entire procedure was completed, Wang Ding had to admire it.
Tusken's connections in Hotan were able to invite the notary directly to his home.
When the notary was just, Mr. Zhuang came to the office. After the notary left, Mr. Zhuang said to Tasken: "Brother. I have lived here for almost a month, and it's time to say goodbye, I want to
If we go back to Gancheng tomorrow."
"I'm leaving tomorrow? Will you stop playing for two more days?"
"No. There are still many things to deal with at home. When I finish my work, I will definitely visit you."
"That's it, Wang Ding, are you still going to the mine to check it out?"
"I won't go anymore, I'm just causing trouble. I'll leave with Mr. Zhuang, so I'll ask you, Mr. Zhang, for the future." Wang Ding shook his head. The time he went out this time was quite long. In addition, the purpose had been achieved.
He thought it was time to return to Gancheng.
After leaving Xinjiang, Wang Ding, Zhuang Lao, Laozhu and Shuaizi went to the airport together. After coming out of the cabin, Wang Ding turned on his phone and found that there were several new text messages on it, including sent by his father, and
Wang Ding was about to reply to Bi Yue’s message, but a figure hit Wang Ding.
"Hey? Why do you grab the bag?"
When he walked out of the passage from the exit, Wang Ding was still compiling text messages, but he was afraid that the box he was pulling behind him was snatched by someone, and Wang Ding quickly shouted.
"Bang!"
Before Wang Ding finished speaking, the man who snatched the box from behind Wang Ding had already flew up in the air, but the old pig was kicked in the chest, but the man was still holding Wang Ding's
Don't put your suitcase.
"What's going on?"
Wang Ding ran to the person who fell to the ground and couldn't get up. He first took his box from his hand and then looked at the man, and couldn't help but be a little stunned.
The person who was lying on the ground, touching his chest with his hands, seemed to be unable to speak, was wearing clothes from the airport staff. At the exit, there was a row of people around him, and now he was all there.
They were scrambling for the guests' luggage, but a few people also saw what was happening here and walked over while talking on the walkie-talkie.
"Oh, brother, why did you hit them?"
The middle-aged man sitting in front of Wang Ding on the plane also came out at this time. Seeing this stall, he couldn't help but frown.
"It's not me who beat him, it's him who robbed my luggage..."
Wang Ding said angrily, while Lao Zhu stood in front of several airport staff, preventing them from coming forward, and was communicating with them in Xin #华大学发.
"Oh, they all want to get some tips. Brother, you don't know. At Hotan Airport, even if you help you get a handbag, you can ask you for 50 yuan. If you fill out a form, you can also ask you if you want it.
At least 10 yuan. This is your first time, and I don’t know the rules. Every time we just tip these people, we have to pay several yuan. I can’t say much, brother, take care of yourself..."
After seeing a few people coming from afar, the middle-aged man quickly stopped talking and got into the crowd of people getting off the plane. He often ran this line. If he was thinking about it by these staff at the airport, then
I won't have the best fruits of him in the future.
"Damn, there is something like this?"
Wang Ding was speechless when he heard this. There are forced buyers and sellers in this world, but he forced to ask for tips. This is the first time Wang Ding has heard of it. Could it be that people in Xinjiang are crazy about poverty?
"Brother Ding, these people need to compensate, saying that we beat someone and we have to pay 5,000 yuan. This person... is actually not injured..."
After saying a few words to those people, Lao Zhu turned around and looked at Wang Ding with a hint of embarrassment on his face. The kick he just kicked out was purely subconsciously, but Lao Zhu still reduced the strength, and at most he let the
It’s just a little uncomfortable for a while, 5,000 yuan is a bit of a blackmail.
"5,000 yuan? None of them are five hundred yuan. Are your airport staff all robbers? They rob passengers' bags when they come up? Tell you, I will complain to the Xinjiang # Xinjiang government..."
When Wang Ding heard this, he became angry. If you have a good service attitude, it is natural to give tips, but Wang Ding cannot accept such behavior as forcibly grabbing bags and asking for tips.
"Sir, your friend hurt our airport staff. We just need some compensation for medical expenses. Isn't that too much?"
At this moment, a person who looked like a leader came over. He had been watching by the side for a long time before Wang Ding shouted to complain, and then he came over to negotiate with Wang Ding.
"Who are you?" Wang Ding asked.
"My name is Fedra, and I am the supervisor of the airport ground staff. I have the responsibility to seek justice for my employees..."
In fact, the staff collect tips, which is the practice of Hotan Airport. Those airport executives are lenient in receiving filial piety. Fei Dela brought a group of staff to collect tips, which is also for their own pockets to generate income. By the way, every
He has commissions for tips, so of course he will have to make a comeback.
However, Federa didn't want to make things worse. He was just money, so Federa was quite polite to speak.
Wang Ding looked at the person talking, and he didn't look like a supervisor. His fat face and big ears were very different from the thin people in Xinjiang who looked like Wang Ding. This is the master of the entire state-owned canteen.
.
"Sorry, I don't think my friend is wrong. He is just defending himself. It was your employee who infringed on my rights first. I didn't ask him to carry my bag..."
Wang Ding is also serious. He has always been easier to talk to, but he really doesn't appreciate the behavior of Xinzhan Airport. It's true that my buddy's money is easy to get, but that's not a big trend.
It's blown, why do you give it to you?
"Sir, you mean that you don't agree to the settlement, right?" Feidela is probably a dog-like person. He changed his face as soon as he said, and he stretched his face and said a few words to the walkie-talkie in Burmese language to the walkie-talkie in his hand.
talk.
"Brother Ding, he is called a soldier outside. You go out first, I'm fine..."
The old pig turned his head and said to Wang Ding, and Wang Dingzi was naturally not afraid of Hotan's soldiers. Kuraschi was all his friends, so what else should he be afraid of?
Before Wang Ding could reply, a team of soldiers ran in from outside the airport, surrounding Wang Ding, Lao Zhu and the airport supervisor.
"Now, it's not a way to solve the problem if you pay 5,000 yuan..."
Fei Dela looked at Wang Ding with a proud look on his face, thinking in his heart how much it would be appropriate to blackmail Wang Ding. After all, calling these soldiers in to pretend to be powerful will cost you. These soldiers will need money.
Not ruthless at all.
"Oh? How much does it cost to be appropriate?" A voice sounded outside the group of soldiers.
"At least 10,000... no, 20,000. My employees were hurt. If there were no 20,000, they would just wait to go to jail..."
Fei Dela saw that Wang Ding and Lao Zhu were wearing good clothes. When he said that the 10,000 yuan was immediately changed to 20,000 yuan. He also looked outside. He wanted to see who cooperated so much, so he asked himself.
Just about to say something.
"Brother Xiao..." Wang Ding heard the accent a little familiar. When he looked out, he happened to see Xiao Shan wearing a Chinese-style double-padded coat.
"Mr. Xiao...Mr. Xiao, Big Brother?"
After seeing Xiao Shan, Federa didn't recognize him for a while, but the big brother that Wang Ding called out came from his ears, and he was stunned.
In front of Xiaoshan is Kuraschi.
As the ground staff supervisor at Mandalay Airport, Fedra naturally did a lot of things to come and see off. His understanding of Kuraschi is more profound than that of ordinary people in Xinjiang.
With Kuraschi's status in Xinjiang, with just one sentence, he can immediately give Federa a crime of treason and other crimes, which will evaporate others. Therefore, Wang Ding's big brother immediately gave Federa
Dela was so scared that it was a Buddha who ascended to heaven and was born. At this time, Fadela's legs were already trembling.
Feidela's reaction was quite fast, and he kicked the staff on the ground who was still crying and shouting. He looked at Wang Ding with a flattering smile and said, "Misunderstanding, it's purely a misunderstanding, this gentleman
Although my employees wanted to help you carry your bag out of kindness, since you don’t appreciate it, then forget it, a misunderstanding, just a misunderstanding..."
"Since it's a misunderstanding, we can leave, right?"
Wang Ding glanced at Fedela, too lazy to pay attention to such people. He pushed away the soldiers holding guns beside him and greeted Kuraschi. The two hugged each other.
"I'm sorry, brother, I've been delayed for a while on the road, but I didn't expect such a thing to happen..." As a landlord, Kuraschi felt a little embarrassed.
"Sir, it's really a misunderstanding..." (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better, updated and faster!