"Sino-foreign cooperation... would it be possible if it were turned into a wholly foreign-owned project? Magistrate Pengda!" Fu Quying smiled with a hint of cunning between her charming eyebrows.
Peng Yuanzheng was startled and began to ponder.
His original intention was to create a Sino-foreign cooperation project, with the County State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission as the investor, to establish a legal person enterprise like Yunshui Asset Management and Operation Company, and then this enterprise would cooperate with Chinese business enterprises (of course, mainly the other party),
The involvement of public finance can also help realize some of the county's intentions. For example, in terms of absorbing local labor employment, the county can provide certain opinions.
But as soon as Fu Quying said these words, he immediately realized that from the beginning, Huashang Group had planned to operate alone - think about it, several projects invested by Huashang Group in mainland China were all wholly-owned projects -
—This is probably the investment style of Huashang Group.
Peng Yuanzheng's thoughts were flashing and he weighed the two aspects. For neighboring counties, it doesn't matter whether the project is a Sino-foreign cooperation or a wholly foreign-owned enterprise, but...
He raised his head and smiled, "Qu Ying, would you like me to consider it? At the same time, I have to report this matter to Secretary Han again and listen to the leader's opinion."
Fu Quying shrugged, "Okay. Our Huashang Group's foreign investments are basically wholly-owned projects, and there are very few joint venture projects, because we suffered a big loss in Nanyang and learned a very profound lesson. If we operate a joint venture with the other company,
As a result...forget it, let’s not mention this matter!”
"In short, I think it is better for us to construct and operate this kind of project solely. If the cooperation is finalized, we will register and establish a special company in the neighboring county. In the future, we may not be able to participate in other local projects in your area."
Fu Quying slowly stood up and walked under the window, looking at the vast white snow scene outside the window, she said quietly: "It's such a heavy snow. This is the first time in my life that I have seen such a spectacular sight of the sky and the earth covered in silver.
.I want to go out for a walk. Magistrate Pengda, do you have the leisure to accompany your little girl to enjoy the snow scenery?"
Peng Yuanzheng smiled and said, "Okay. Let's go out for a walk. If it stops snowing in the afternoon, how about I personally treat you to a farmhouse to eat roasted whole lamb?"
Fu Quying smiled and said, "Okay, I'm just waiting for you to say this. Just wait a moment while I change clothes."
Peng Yuanzheng said oh, got up and left the room. He was talking to Fu Quying in her room. Since she wanted to change clothes, of course he had to avoid it.
Not long after, Fu Quying came out wearing a smart sportswear, a milky white down jacket, and a pink woolen hat on her head. There was a furry fringe hanging down, giving people a delicate look.
Lovely feeling.
To be honest, Fu Quying is not the type of gentle and graceful lady. Nor is she the cute and cute type with bright eyes and white teeth, nor is she the outgoing and unrestrained type of Wang Anna, who is charming and flirtatious, but she has a gorgeous appearance.
Her demeanor is quiet and her body is leisurely, her manners are gentle and charming, her words and deeds are charming, and she is silent. She is a little less noble than Feng Qianru, but a little more charming.
"Let's go, my County Magistrate Pengda." A trace of pride flashed in Fu Quying's eyes.
She finally found a trace of her original self-confidence in Peng Yuanzheng's "stunning glance" just now. She was one of a million in terms of family background and personal appearance, and she was surrounded by countless pursuers and admirers - those in the Nanyang industrial and commercial circles.
Which of the wealthy young men would not be attracted to her like a duck? If Peng Yuanzheng continued to treat her like nothing, then she would really feel a little unconvinced.
But Peng Yuanzheng's amazing reaction only lasted for a moment, and he immediately regained his composure. His "unfazed" look made Fu Quying feel a little disappointed, and she couldn't help but murmured a few words in her heart.
It’s not that she has any thoughts about Peng Yuanzheng, nor is she a nymphomaniac, it’s just that she is used to being chased, surrounded and fawned over by men wherever she goes. She is used to flowers and applause, but suddenly she meets a man like Peng Yuanzheng who “doesn’t take soft and hard things”.
"The contrast between the "goods" was too great, and she really wasn't used to it.
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In fact, when it first snowed, the snow flakes were not very big or dense. They were like catkins fluttering in the wind. As the wind blew harder and harder, the snow became denser and denser, and the snowflakes became larger and larger, as if they were woven together.
There is a white net, and nothing can be seen from a distance of ten feet.
Within a few hours, the snow had become very heavy. Looking from a distance, the snow covered the roofs of hotels and several villages. The roads were covered with thick traces of snow, blocking roads and traffic, and the roadside
trees, some with their branches broken by heavy snow.
The two walked out of the hotel lobby side by side, stepping on the thick snow amidst the flying snowflakes, and slowly walked towards the hotel. It could be seen that it was the first time for Fu Quying to see such a magnificent northern snow scene, and the feeling came from the bottom of her heart.
It's basically impossible to fake the excitement.
She ran happily in the snow like a girl, and her excited and clear laughter broke the silence in the mountain. Seeing her walking up the mountain along the snow-covered mountain road, Peng Yuanzheng frowned and said loudly: "Don't go up.
It’s snowing heavily and you can’t see the road clearly, which could be dangerous!”
Fu Quying was in the midst of excitement and could not hear Peng Yuanzheng's words. She continued to walk upwards, and of course she didn't go very far before she stopped and carefully leaned against a locust tree with branches covered with snowflakes by the side of the road.
In front of him, he waved his hand and said with a smile: "Yuanzheng, please help me take some photos!"
Peng Yuanzheng agreed, grabbed Fu Quying's camera and clicked a few pictures.
After taking the photo, Fu Quying turned around and found a corner slope not far ahead. Standing there, the background was the vast mountains behind and the sea of pines and cypresses dressed in silver. She pointed and said with a smile, "That location is good, again.
Take some pictures for me!"
Peng Yuanzheng glanced down and saw that there was a not too deep ravine below. It was a field belonging to a local farmer. The height was only four to five meters. There should be no danger. He nodded and indicated that she could take a look.
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Fu Quying giggled and sat on the snow, holding her knees with her hands, with the vast mountains at her back. The scenery was not bad. Peng Yuanzheng took a few pictures and felt quite satisfied. He was about to raise his head and tell Fu Quying that it was okay, but suddenly listened to his words.
The woman let out a scream of terror, and before Peng Yuanzheng could react, she stepped on the air and rolled down the slope covered in snow and slush.
Peng Yuanzheng was taken aback and quickly put away the camera in his hand. In his eagerness, he didn't care about looking for a path and slid down the hillside.
Fortunately, there was thick snow, the slope was not high, and she was well-dressed, so Fu Quying was not seriously injured.
Fu Quying was lying in a miserable state in the snow nest, with one foot still entangled in a dry vine, her face covered with slush, and her eyes filled with fear.
Peng Yuanzheng breathed a sigh of relief, patted the blood and dirt on his body, walked up and leaned over and sighed: "Are you okay? Are you injured anywhere?"
Fu Quying gasped for air, choked with sobs and said softly: "Pull me out, I feel like I can't move my legs!"
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Fu Quying, who was still in shock, was sure that her ankle was sprained, and the pain was so severe that she couldn't stand up at all. She sat on the snow, her face pale. She had never been frightened like this before.
Peng Yuanzheng had no choice but to squat down and say softly: "Come up, I'll carry you!"
Fu Quying hesitated for a moment and said awkwardly, "How about you help me walk, and I'll hold on!"
"Why are you insisting? Hurry up!" Peng Yuanzheng clapped his hands, "Hurry up! Come up!"
Fu Quying gritted her teeth and lay on Peng Yuanzheng's thick back with a blushing face. Then Peng Yuanzheng grabbed her two slender breasts and carried her on the road.
It is simply unrealistic to carry Fu Quying up the slope. The soil is full of snow and soft and slippery. Let alone carrying a person, even Peng Yuanzheng would have a hard time going up the slope. Now the only way is to walk down the slope to enter this mountainous area.
Go to the village behind the farmland, then go around the road from the village, and then walk back to the hotel from the road.
The straight-line distance is only four or five meters, but it has to go in a big circle.
Peng Yuanzheng carried Fu Quying on his back and walked slowly in the snow, one foot at a time, slowly towards the village not far away where smoke curled up and the sound of barking dogs came from. Fu Quying lay on his back sheepishly and said softly, "
I'm sorry, thank you for your hard work, I... why don't you let me down and go."
Peng Yuanzheng didn't say anything. In fact, he was also very depressed.
After walking for a while, Fu Quying suddenly said quietly: "Is the camera still there?"
Peng Yuanzheng smiled bitterly and said without looking back: "Don't worry, the camera is on top and someone will find it later. In this weather, there is no one on the mountain road. You are just a piece of gold and no one can take it!"
Fu Quying smiled and said, "I want to keep these photos. For me, this is a souvenir that I will never forget!"
Not a few steps away from the entrance of the village, the dogs in the village started barking one after another. When one dog barked, the other dogs also barked. Before the two people entered the village, there was a lot of chaos.
Fu Quying frowned and said softly, "Why do you have so many dogs? Their barking is so scary."
Peng Yuanzheng did not answer her words, and walked along the thick snow-covered village path. Soon he saw several dilapidated brick buildings that looked like rural clinics. He breathed a sigh of relief and tightened his hands.
, carrying Fu Quying on his back and striding forward.
Peng Yuanzheng supported Fu Quying and knocked on the door for a long time. A barefoot male doctor in his 30s opened the door. He looked at the two people curiously and asked in the local dialect: "It's snowing, you city people are still running away."
Came to climb a mountain? Did you fall? Come in and let me help you take a look!"
Fu Quying was a little hesitant. Seeing the unkempt appearance of the barefoot doctor, she lost interest in seeking medical treatment. But Peng Yuanzheng picked her up and without any explanation, opened the cotton curtain and walked in.
The room was filled with the smell of disinfectant. Peng Yuanzheng put Fu Quying on the stool, and the barefoot doctor motioned to Peng Yuanzheng to take off Fu Quying's shoes and socks.
Peng Yuanzheng hesitated for a moment, but just as he was about to make a move, Fu Quying blushed and pulled him. He lowered his head and took off his shoes and socks with some difficulty, revealing a smooth and tender foot.
This foot was so delicate and shiny, and the toenails were even painted with bright nail polish. The barefoot doctor had never seen this before in the countryside, and he couldn't help but look a little dazed.
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