In a high-end residential complex somewhere in Caozhou, Lu Shuhang had a faint smile on his face after hanging up the phone.
A young man standing next to him whispered: "Secretary, is this Li Siwen really different?"
"If I'm not in my position and I'm not pursuing political affairs, you're not allowed to call me secretary in the future. I've already broken away from the policy." Lu Shuhang said seriously.
"I know, Editor Lu." The young man nodded.
"This Li Siwen is indeed different. Do you know why I helped him?" Lu Shuhang asked back.
"I'm also very curious. With your status, if you want to make the student daily newspaper bigger, it's not a simple matter. Even if you need funds, it's not the turn for a small factory like him to invest!" The young man made no secret of it.
The way.
"You're right. What I value is not his investment, nor the charity he talks about. What I value is his vision." Lu Shuhang chuckled: "Looking at the future, maybe it's just a fantasy, but in this situation
How many people in the world dare to tell fantastic stories? I'm looking forward to watching his future development, it's like watching a game of chess and I can't extricate myself."
After Lu Shuhang finished speaking, he lit a cigarette with a smile, and then leaned on the chair. The young man beside him could not see through this man's thoughts.
At the same time, Li Siwen, who had hung up the phone, was listening to Lin Shu reporting the situation.
"A total of 10,000 kilograms of flour and starch were shipped today, and other ingredients are fully stocked. This is the largest order that several bosses can provide us." Lin Shu said with a wry smile: "Those bosses said,
The goods we use these days are almost as much as what we used last year, and they are afraid that we won’t be able to pay for them in the end.”
"You didn't tell them that buying so much was just to pay off debts?" Li Siwen frowned.
"Say it, otherwise they won't give us any goods." Lin Shu said with a bitter smile.
"Hey, these businessmen are really better than the last." Li Siwen shook his head helplessly.
"Boss, the raw materials we have hoarded in the past few days can still produce at least 150,000 ham sausages. We have already produced 100,000 ham sausages. These are more than 200,000 ham sausages. Where can I sell them?" Lin
Shu was a little worried. Although he knew that his ham sausages were selling well these days, it was impossible to sell more than 200,000 pieces. He had no idea why Li Siwen stocked up in large quantities.
"It won't take long, you'll understand." Li Siwen said, taking out fifty yuan: "Go buy some meat, some vegetables, and beer. It's getting dark, and my brother San'er is making hot pot."
"You have such a big heart." After Lin Shu said this, he picked up the fifty yuan and left.
At nine o'clock in the evening, after finishing his work, Li Siwen set up a hot pot in the office. In this era, charcoal-fired hot pots are all used, and the taste is not to mention how pure it is.
"You two are serving the dishes. I'll call Uncle Dong over. Remember, look at me when we chat. Don't talk nonsense. Let me remind you two that Uncle Dong has a problem." Li
After Sven said that, he walked out.
"Uncle Dong has a problem?" Chang Hai and Lin Shu were surprised at the same time, but did not dare to say anything. After a while, they saw Li Siwen inviting Uncle Dong over.
After drinking for three rounds, Li Siwen pretended to be drunk and said with a smile: "Brothers, do you know why I eat hot pot?"
"Why?" the three of them asked in unison.
"Because something very happy happened today, and it was breaking news across the country." Li Siwen said loudly.
"Really?" Chang Hai looked surprised. Lin Shu and Uncle Dong also listened curiously.
"Really, my friend who lives in Luo City called me personally to tell me that there was a fire in the Yangdu Group's processing plant." Li Siwen patted the table.
When several people heard this, they were stunned for several seconds. Chang Hai and Lin Shu's cheeks kept twitching, thinking to themselves, isn't the boss really drunk?
The one who was more concerned about this issue than the two of them was Uncle Dong. He was slightly surprised and asked: "Boss, is this true?"
"How can I lie to people about such a big thing? If you don't believe me, you can read the newspaper tomorrow morning." Li Siwen chuckled and took another sip of wine.
"If a fire really breaks out in the Yangdu Group factory, it will be great news for small processing plants like us!" Lin Shu couldn't help but say.
"Of course it's good news. After the Yangdu fire, the output will definitely be greatly affected. People who like to eat ham will definitely rush to buy it. Then it will be the time for us to rise." Li Siwen laughed: "Early tomorrow morning,
We will rush to the flour mill and continue to stock up on raw materials."
Amidst the bragging and celebration, several people drank until twelve o'clock. When Uncle Dong left, Li Siwen and others had fallen asleep on the table.
However, not long after Uncle Dong left, Li Siwen sat up. He slapped the forest tree hard and whispered: "You didn't drink too much, did you? Get up quickly."
"I'm fine." Lin Shu trembled: "How is Chang Hai?"
"He must be dead." Li Siwen said and glanced outside: "Sneak out and take a look to see where Uncle Dong has gone."
"Okay." Lin Shu hurried back every five minutes after going out: "Boss, Uncle Dong is riding north, do you want to follow?"
"No need, tomorrow we will naturally find out who he tipped off. There is a 90% chance that it is Feng Yuhui." Li Siwen smiled calmly.
"I understand. The news about the fire in Yangdu is false. I just let Uncle Dong go to show off the news. Tomorrow, we will know the truth if we see who goes to the flour mill with us to grab goods." Lin Shu muttered.
"Uncle Dong, this scourge must have existed before I acquired the factory. Such an opponent may not be fooled by spreading false news." Li Siwen's expression suddenly became serious: "There is really a fire in Yangdu Group."
Today in his previous life, he had just turned eight years old. He didn't know much about the Yangdu Group fire at the time, but after the fire, something happened that he would never forget. It was a rumor that still made his hair stand on end when he thought about it now.
It is precisely because of this rumor that the Yangdu Group has never recovered since then, and major capitals have crowded out the market. Many years later, he consulted a large amount of information specifically because of this rumor, and gained an in-depth understanding of the matter.
"Boss, since there is really a fire, why should we let Uncle Dong know? This is an opportunity!" Lin Shu interrupted Li Siwen who was thinking.
"Remember, opportunities and traps always coexist." After Li Siwen finished speaking, he lay on the sofa and said, "Find a place to sleep for a while. Let's go to the flour mill tomorrow morning."
At the same time, at Feng Yuhui's home, he was listening to Uncle Dong's report. He didn't quite believe the news, but he had to believe it. After seeing Uncle Dong off, he quickly called his accountant and waited for tomorrow's news together.
Early the next morning, several newspapers published a news story at the same time. A fire broke out in Yangdu Group's ham sausage processing factory, burning down three warehouses overnight. It was initially estimated that the loss was nearly 100 million.
After waiting for this news, not only Feng Yuhui was excited, but Li Siwen also slowly breathed a sigh of relief. He was really worried that the timeline would change due to his rebirth, but it seems that it has not happened now.