"Of course that's true. The old man didn't care for a long time. Before that, ye minqiu was in charge. Now most and less have a firm foothold in the board of directors. Gao Liujun, the strongest opponent, has long been expelled from the board of directors by him. Now Zhonghuan must be under the control of Fu Dashao."
Yuan Qinglang sneered: "I feel worried for Zhonghuan group."
The friend asked, "how do you say that? No one in our business circle doesn't admire Fu Dashao's handling skills. He's really a tough guy. He's black. "
Yuan Qinglang looked scornful: "really? He helped me deal with the Shangri La resort before. Do you know what his reward is? "
"What?"
"Our family has a piece of land in the barren land of Xinjiang. He wants that piece of land. Why? Does Fu Dashao want to become a melon farmer and sell Hami melons
When yuan Qinglang said this, Fu Nanli was holding Wen Qiao behind him. Yuan Er Shao's friend's face suddenly changed, indicating that he would burn for a few words. Yuan Qinglang, however, was more and more active in talking about it, and he devalued Fu Dashao to the lowest value.
"No, Yuan Er Shao is worried about me." All of a sudden, Fu Nanli made a noise. How rampant yuan Qinglang was just now.
"Mr. Fu, I'm joking with my friends. Don't mind."
Fu Nan put a single hand in his trouser pocket, and even didn't want to reward him with a smile: "Yuan Er Shao's piece of land, I have other uses, after a while Er Shao will know."
With that, he was too lazy to talk with him, and took wenjo to go inside.
Yuan Qinglang was so frightened that his friend advised him: "in this kind of place, you'd better say less. If it comes to his ears, you'll have bad luck. There's a festival between you."
Although yuan Qinglang was not happy, he knew that his friend was telling the truth, so he kept his mouth shut.
In the small compartment, the person in charge of the reception personally brought several bottles of red wine: "Mr. Fu, Miss Wen, please have a taste of these. If you like something, just tell the waiter."
Qin Bei waved his hand and the person in charge stepped down.
Wenjo asked him, "so where are you going to use that piece of land?"
The corner of Fu Nanli's mouth bent for a moment: "it should be fast. You will know it in another two or three days."
Three days later, when Wenqiao and Fu Nanli were having breakfast, Fucheng came back with a lot of dust and dust, leaving behind a pile of data: "all the geology has been explored. There are indeed oil fields under the 2000 mu land. All the qualifications are ready and can be exploited immediately."
"PATA", Wenqiao's chopsticks fell on the table, making a crisp crash sound.
Oil field?
Is that the oil field she understood?
So yuan's family kept such a treasure pot, but only used to grow Hami melons. With 2000 mu of oil field, he changed into a holiday village smoothly. Is he a little bit of a melon in his mind?
"Oil fields, how do you know there are oil fields there?" Wenjobers couldn't understand.
"The Fu family built a signal tower base in a mountain nearby. Once upon a time, a worker dug up something like oil and told his leaders. When they came to me, I sent people to investigate it. It was very likely that there were rich oil fields hidden in the melon fields of yuan family."
Wenqiao couldn't help clapping his hands to Fu Nanli. He could hide so tightly that he didn't let yuan Qinglang see any signs or reveal any information. The people under him were absolutely loyal to the Fu family.