Ren Qianzhong subconsciously stepped on the brakes, then turned around and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Ren Qianzhong, were you talking about Dimei Garment Factory just now?" Li Qiuya asked.
"Yes, it's Dimei Garment Factory. Is there any problem?" Ren Qianzhong was a little confused.
"No problem, keep driving."
Li Qiuya looked at him thoughtfully and said slowly.
"good!"
Haomei Hotel.
Among the few restaurants in Zhenghe County, Haomei is definitely the best. The chefs here are all experienced chefs, specializing in Hunan cuisine, and the Hunan cuisine they cook is very authentic.
As soon as Ren Qianzhong's car parked, Zhao Shanhe walked over with a smile on his face.
"Mountains and rivers!"
"Front weight!"
After Zhao Shanhe shook hands with Ren Qianzhong briefly, he said to Dong Li: "Dong Li, you are welcome to come to Zhenghe County as a guest."
"Shanhe, look at what you said, it seems like I am no longer from Zhenghe County. Let me tell you, my household registration is still in the county." Dong Li said with a giggle.
"Haha, let's go, let's talk after we go in." Zhao Shanhe laughed and waved his hand forward.
"good!"
Several people walked into the hotel box and sat down respectively. Zhao Shanhe said with a smile: "Qian Zhong, we are all classmates, so don't play with those vain things in society. You must have something to do when you come to me."
Bar?"
"Tell me, what's the matter?"
"this!"
Ren Qianzhong hesitated.
What he originally wanted was to use Li Qiuya's pillow talk to get Zhao Shanhe to agree to the Dimei Garment Factory job.
But now who would have thought that due to some strange combination of circumstances, Zhao Shanhe asked Li Qiuya directly to her face before she could find a chance to blow her pillow.
Yes, then come directly.
"Shanhe, if you say that, then I won't be polite to you."
Ren Qianzhong smiled and said: "I really have a small matter here this time, and I want to ask you to help me."
Zhao Shanhe leaned forward slightly, nodded at him and said, "You say."
"The thing is like this, you also know that our family has a cooperation with Dimei Garment Factory, and all the fabric materials needed for Dimei Garment are purchased from our family."
"But now Feng Jingliao has given me a problem. After he saw us together last time, he thought that we were classmates. He asked me to tell you whether your Shanqiu Food and Hetu Manufacturing can be
Place an order for workwear from him.”
Order workwear from Dimei?
Zhao Shanhe suddenly realized.
I see.
Let’s just say that Ren Qianzhong will not come to me for nothing. Daqing came here for the matter of Dimei’s clothing. But is it really that simple? Does Feng Jingliao really just want to get it from us?
Take an order?
Maybe he really thinks so, after all, this is a big order.
But I always feel that there is some conspiracy hidden behind this matter.
Sister Zhao Dana came to our house to propose marriage.
Later, a person with great responsibility came to ask for help in person.
Feng Jingliao, are you targeting me?
"Qian Zhong, since you told me about this, I must help. Let me see the quality of Dimei Garment Factory's products first, and then we will talk about cooperating with you to place an order." Zhao Shanhe said with a smile.
"That's great. Come on, let's have a drink."
Ren Qianzhong was overjoyed and immediately stood up holding the wine glass in both hands.
Zhao Shanhe quickly pressed his hand to him and asked him to sit down: "We are all classmates, there is no need for this, come on, drink!"
After the few people finished talking about the business, they started chatting casually. They were all chatting about things that happened when they were in school. Of course, Ren Qianzhong did not dare to tell him about writing a love letter to Li Qiuya.
…
The bus stop sign outside Haomei Hotel.
A middle-aged man in simple clothes ate the sesame seed cake in his hand in three swipes, drank water for a while, wiped his lower lip casually, straightened his clothes, and strode toward the hotel door.
"Success or failure depends on this!"
A few minutes later.
Zhao Shanhe heard a lively argument coming from next door. They were talking and laughing and couldn't help but quiet down. At first, he didn't take it seriously, but the more he listened, the more interesting it became.
And when he heard the name Jiang Haichao, his eyebrows subconsciously raised slightly.
"Is it that Jiang Haichao?"
"This hotel is really, the soundproofing effect is terrible. Shanhe, how about we do this tonight? You are also tired, it's time to go back and rest." Ren Qianzhong said carefully.
"Okay, let's break up then."
Zhao Shanhe didn't want to stay around for a long time.
Several people got up and walked outside.
As soon as he walked out of the room, the door of the box next door was pushed open violently, and a man walked out angrily, cursing as he walked: "Nary-minded Jiang Haichao, do you think you can take money away like this? Let me tell you.
, no way.”
"You have ruined all my good deeds. You will never get any money again in this life!"
"Luo Yunpeng, stop right here!"
With a loud shout, the man who was at the bus stop rushed out of the box and blocked Luo Yunpeng's path.
He said with fierce eyes: "I tell you, you must pay back the money today. If you don't pay back the money, I will never be done with you."
"Are you done with me?"
After Luo Yunpeng stopped, he looked over with a sarcastic expression.
"What can you do even if you are not finished? Can you still kill me?"
"I'm telling you, I just don't have any money right now, not even a penny! It's useless for you to force me! If you want money, no problem, I'll pay you back when I have it!"
"You're talking nonsense!"
Jiang Haichao turned pale with anger, raised his arm and pointed at the bridge of Luo Yunpeng's nose, and said angrily: "Are you embarrassed to say this? You, Wuyang Trading, are obviously rich, why don't you pay back your debts?"
"I don't want your money. What I want is the money from our Changzheng Machinery Factory. That's the money we deserve. Why don't you give it?"
"Your Changzheng Machinery Factory's money?"
Luo Yunpeng laughed loudly and said without any scruples: "Jiang Haichao, I remember I told you about this, right? I said that as long as the Red Star Machinery Factory repays my money, I will pay you back."
"But as far as I know, it seems that your Changzheng Machinery Factory still owes money to Red Star Machinery, right? Red Star said that as long as you pay back the money, they will give it to me immediately."
"How about you think this is okay? You pay back the money you owe Red Star first. I will have money now. I will pay you back as soon as I have money."
"you!"
When Jiang Haichao heard this, his face suddenly turned red.
"Is this a thing?"
"That's what it's all about!"
Luo Yunpeng chuckled, raised his hand and pushed Jiang Haichao aside, and said arrogantly: "Listen to me, don't come to me again. If you come to me again, you will still have this answer."
"If you have time to find me, you should figure out how to make money on your own. Haha!"
After saying this, Luo Yunpeng laughed and walked away.
"well!"
Seeing Luo Yunpeng walking further and further away, Jiang Haichao, who wanted to chase him, suddenly felt his legs weaken and fell to the ground with a thud.
When Ren Qianzhong saw this, he jumped away for fear of being provoked.