The underground trading market in Nandu will not cease to exist because of the collapse of the Fu family. It is a money printing market with an annual net profit of more than nine figures. As long as it exists, there will still be Li family, Wang family, and Zhao family.
Jia constantly stood up for Fu Jia.
Since whoever earns this money doesn’t earn it, why can’t it be earned by our own people?
Lu Fan looked at Liu Hu's almost dull face and said, "I don't have much time. I'll give you three hours to think it over. When you're done, call me. I've made an appointment, so I won't sit here with you any longer."
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After speaking, Lu Fan stood up and left.
After getting into the Maybach, Lu Fan didn't consider whether Liu Hu would agree to his conditions. He just stepped on the accelerator. The Mercedes-Benz Maybach's engine started rioting and he drove straight towards the new district.
In front of the majestic city hall building.
Lu Fan parked the car aside, looked at the city security guard who raised his hand to make a restraining order, took out his cell phone and called Zhao Hong directly.
"Are you at the door? Okay, okay, I'll ask them to let you in now." Zhao Hong answered the phone and immediately made arrangements.
The Maybach with perfect streamlines slowly drove into the gate of the city hall. In this compound that represents the pinnacle of Nandu's power, except for a limited number of people sitting on the top floor working, everyone and any car are deprived of their privileges here.
When money stands up and speaks, all truth must be silent; when power stands up and speaks, even the evil money must bow its head.
The car parked in the outdoor parking lot in front of the main building. Lu Fan raised his head and glanced at this impressive building, strode in quickly, took the elevator to the A floor, and knocked directly on the door of Zhao Hong's office.
"Mr. Lu, you are here."
Zhao Hong politely invited Lu Fan into the office, made tea himself, then sat on the sofa with a smile and lit a cigarette.
"I was preparing to attend a city-wide teleconference, but I didn't expect Mr. Lu to arrive so soon." Zhao Hong explained with a smile, "I thought you young people like to sleep in, so you can't come until the afternoon."
Lu Fan smiled back and asked, "Did you sleep well last night?"
Zhao Hong mobilized troops to arrest Fu Zikun's men at the Tang family villa, and even let him go in front of Fu Zikun. Without thinking, he knew that last night would be a sleepless night for Zhao Hong.
Zhao Hong smiled bitterly, "In work, it is inevitable that you will offend people. Fortunately, the attitude of the Fu family is not so fierce, and we can barely cope with it."
"The Fu family is just a well-known business family in Nandu. They don't dare to do anything to you directly." Lu Fan took a sip of tea in his mouth and nodded slightly.
There was a trace of bitterness on Zhao Hong's face. It was true that the Fu family did not dare to call directly, but the reaction from above was very obvious. They even directly accused him on the phone of not doing things well and attacking the family without saying hello, which affected Nandu's economic stability.
The big picture.
"Good tea." Lu Fan put down the tea cup and said.
"How do you say that?" Zhao Hong asked curiously.
Lu Fan smelled the aroma and looked at the color. He took another small sip of the tea and held it in his mouth, savoring it carefully. He swallowed until the sweetness returned to his throat, and then he said: "I won't taste the tea for now. I'm just talking about this water. It doesn't have the smell of bleaching powder."
, not tap water, no artificially added industrial raw materials, not mineral water. It is clear and sweet, and comes from nature. This water must have been salvaged from the spring water of Mingshi Chashan on the same day and sent here on the same day. It is not moldy, not mouth-watering, and still maintains
It has a bright and fresh taste.”
Mingshi is a prefecture-level city less than 200 kilometers away from Nandu. It is a famous tea capital in the country. More than half of the people in Nandu drink tea from Mingshi. Two years ago, Zhao Hong was also transferred from Mingshi.
He went to work in Nandu and was also a native of Mingshi.
Zhao Hong praised it and said with a smile: "Yes, if you want to make tea, you still need spring water from Ming City. Although my tea is native to Nandu, you can still drink it by brewing it with spring water from Ming City.
The most famous Mingqian tea in the Mingshi Tea Mountain is the taste. Good tea needs good water to make it. It’s a pity that it’s a long way away so you can’t drink it often.”
As a person from a tea town and in this position, Zhao Hong naturally has his own unique insights and pursuit of tea.
Lu Fan nodded, "When you use Mingshi water to brew Nandu tea, the two seemingly unrelated elements are mixed together, but the taste and feel are far better than Nandu's local tea brewed with local water. This means
, sometimes local products may not necessarily be good, and occasionally trying something new may not lead to better results.”
Zhao Hong was stunned and looked at Lu Fan with some surprise, sensing that there was something in his words.
"I'm thinking about introducing water from Mingshi to Nandu. From then on, Nandu's tea will be brewed with water from Mingshi. In this way, everyone except you can drink Nandu tea brewed with Mingshi spring water, and it won't affect Nandu.
The sales of tea can even make more people like drinking Nandu tea, I wonder what Zhao Shi thinks?" Lu Fan said lightly.
Zhao Hong said nothing.
He looked deeply at the young man in front of him who had been talking about tea ceremony since he entered the door. He pondered for a moment and whispered: "The province has already held a meeting to discuss my stay and leave. It is estimated that the transfer order will be issued in the next few days. If Lu
If you really want to introduce spring water from Ming City to Nandu and flush out Nandu's local tea, you have to do it as soon as possible. Otherwise, once I leave here, I can't guarantee that the next person sitting in my seat will also be willing to drink Ming City.
