"No matter how many times you ask, I'm willing to satisfy your request."
Chen Hansheng got out of the car with a smile and gently hugged Zheng Guanjin. But his hands and feet were very clean, as if they were really good friends.
He smelled the fragrance of Zheng Guanjin's hair, and the cold wind rushed into his body through his neck, making him feel cold.
"Welcome back, princess in distress."
"Thank you for picking me up, scumbag Chen."
"Let's go."
Chen Hansheng helped her open the door of the small Xiali and asked, "Are you hungry?"
Zheng Guanjin asked back, "I want to eat hot duck blood vermicelli, fried buns, and mutton skewers. Do you have any?"
Chen Hansheng didn't say anything. He just pointed at the time on the dashboard — 2: 40 in the morning. Then he stepped on the gas and left Lukou Airport.
He meant that there was no supper at this time.
Zheng Guanjin smiled indifferently and watched the brightly lit Lukou Airport gradually go away. It was very quiet on the highway, with only the dim street lamps and the sound of "swoosh" from time to time when the high-end car overtook Xia Li.
"It shouldn't be a problem for you to buy a low-quality Mercedes-Benz or BMW now."
Zheng Guanjin couldn't help but say. She drove a sports car, and this Xiali was really like a turtle.
"You'll pay for it?"
Chen Hansheng glanced at her and said, "It's recommended by a rich woman from Hong Kong. I don't want to work hard."
"It's too late to make this request."
Zheng Guanjin sighed and said, "You didn't mention it when I was in Hong Kong. Now I'm back in the mainland, and part of my assets have been given out. Don't invite me to any activities that cost more than 50 yuan in the future."
"Hahaha."
Chen Hansheng laughed. There was no traffic jam in the middle of the night, so they soon returned to Dongshan Town in Jiangling District. Zheng Guanjin looked at the familiar streets outside the car window and asked after a long silence, "Why don't you ask why?"
"Let's eat first. We'll talk after dinner."
Chen Hansheng raised his chin. There was a duck blood vermicelli shop in front of them, which was very conspicuous among the rows of dark stalls. The light box with "Jianye Special Duck Blood Vermicelli" was especially eye-catching.
Zheng Guanjin was also very happy. "I didn't expect that there would still be a store open at 3: 30 in the morning. We're in for a treat."
The two walked into this ordinary duck blood and vermicelli shop. The owners were a simple middle-aged couple. They were sitting in the shop, and when they saw Chen Hansheng and Zheng Guanyi coming over, they immediately stood up and gave up their seats.
Chen Hansheng snapped his fingers. "Two bowls of duck blood and vermicelli soup. If there's anything else, hurry up and serve it."
Zheng Guanjin found it strange. "What else can there be in a duck blood and vermicelli shop other than soup powder?"
However, what surprised her was that this restaurant really had a lot of specialties. Fried dumplings, soup dumplings, mutton skewers, dried shredded noodles, and other street snacks of Jianye were served one by one. They were even sizzling and steaming.
Zheng Guanjin was stunned. "Boss, your family also does this?"
"I won't do it.
The middle-aged woman wiped her hands on her apron and said to Chen Hansheng, "Can I tell you, young man?"
Chen Hansheng grinned. "Say it, say it."
"Originally, we were going to close at 11: 00 in the morning, but this young man came in with these snacks and gave us 300 yuan to let us close later."
The middle-aged woman was full of smiles. "The young man said that his friend got off the plane at midnight. She has been living a hard life recently. She must miss Jianye's duck blood and vermicelli very much."
… ….
Chen Hansheng didn't expect the middle-aged woman to have such a good memory. After he received Zheng Guanjin's call in the dormitory, he recalled the faint melancholy in her voice and wanted to comfort her from her "best friend".
What should he do? Zheng Guanjin didn't like flowers or chocolate. This was the way to deal with Little Yu 'er.
Chen Hansheng immediately remembered that Zheng Guanjin used to have supper with him. The food in Hong Kong was relatively bland, and the family rules were quite strict. She should rarely eat street snacks.
Therefore, Chen Hansheng drove from house to house to ask which one was willing to wait overnight.
The owner of this duck blood and vermicelli shop was unwilling at first, but the lady boss agreed. Chen Hansheng took out another 300 yuan, and the owner also agreed.
"Are you so touched that you want to cry?"
Chen Hansheng looked at Zheng Guanjin.
"Originally, I was quite touched."
Zheng Guanjin said with a smile. "But you are too arrogant, so I won't say anything. Besides, you must have flirted with many other girls."
"Really few."
Chen Hansheng said honestly. "The one from Eastern University often uses it, but the one from the Finance Institute is too naive. She may not understand it even if I use it."
"Oh."
Zheng Guanjin nodded. She didn't respond. The restaurant gradually quieted down, and only the sound of soup spilling out of Zheng Guanjin's soup dumplings could be heard.
Chen Hansheng had actually eaten dinner, but he felt that Zheng Guanjin had no appetite to eat alone, so he accompanied her to eat a bowl of duck blood and vermicelli. Then he took out a cigarette and threw it to the shop owner, and smoked silently.
At 4 o 'clock, the cleaners had already woken up. They walked in groups on the empty street, curiously looking at the duck blood and vermicelli shop that had stayed up all night.
After Zheng Guanjin finished eating, she wiped her mouth, took two sips of hot tea, and suddenly said, "My family took 30% of the shares of the New Century Electronics Factory. I only have 70% left."
Chen Hansheng didn't say anything. He expressionlessly flicked the cigarette ash and listened to Zheng Guanjin continue.
"I am the unfavored daughter of the third branch, and I am not the legal wife. Someone from the second branch had a setback in their investment in Southeast Asia, so they could only look for other places to make up for it. I am the soft persimmon in everyone's eyes, so they can only start from here."
Zheng Guanjin held the teacup in her white palm and hovered it. Her fingers were long and beautiful, and looked full of energy.
"Fortunately, I still have the controlling shares."
Zheng Guanjin sighed.
She meant that if she didn't have the controlling shares, the factory wouldn't be stable.
"Fortunately, I still have the controlling shares."
Chen Hansheng cleared his throat. It seemed that he had repeated it, but the place where he stopped the sentence was different, and the tone was also different. The meaning was completely different.
Zheng Guanjin was a careless person in life. She often tidied up the office once in a while, but she was particularly sensitive to business. She suddenly raised her head and looked at Chen Hansheng.
This young "schemer" in front of her directly sent all the diehards in the factory out of the country with a plane ticket.
Chen Hansheng was a little annoyed by her stare. "Why the f * ck are you staring at me for? Do you have any other information? Tell me everything so that I can judge and analyze."
"Yes."
This time, Zheng Guanjin didn't argue with Chen Hansheng. "The reason why the second branch took it away was that they said I would get married sooner or later. Instead of giving it to outsiders, it was better to keep it in the Zheng family."
"That's all. What do you think?"
"What do I think?"
Chen Hansheng grinned. "30% is obviously the first step. After a few more years, 70% won't belong to you. You'd better plan early."
"Then what will you do?"
Zheng Guanjin obviously also knew. She wanted to hear Chen Hansheng's opinion.
"My opinion is purely to watch the fun. If others do it, I'll do it. Whoever is a coward is a dog."
Chen Hansheng said, "There's a capital operation called shell replacement. That is, when you're in charge, the core technology, elite human resources, and sales channels of the New Century Electronics Factory will all be transferred to a new factory. In the end, a pile of mess and the old, weak, sick, and disabled will be left to others."
"At that time, the new factory won't have too many shackles. At that time, you can do some business that keeps pace with the times. Isn't it great to be able to do things with less baggage?"
"Oh."
Zheng Guanjin was so absorbed in listening that the teacup accidentally tilted. She didn't realize until the scalding hot water dripped onto her wrist. She didn't expect Chen Hansheng to provide her with a desperate plan.
"This is the best way, and it's also relieving."
Chen Hansheng spread out his hands. "If it were me, I would definitely use it."
"Your method, let's not talk about cutting off all ties with Hong Kong first. In fact, it's also flawed."
Zheng Guanjin was very smart. She thought for a while and said, "The capital is a big problem. The construction of the new factory's production line needs at least tens of millions. I definitely can't use my money. If I use it, I'll be found out. Who can be assured to lend me tens of millions?"
Chen Hansheng stared at her for a while, then stood up and left the restaurant. "Maybe a pie will fall from the sky. But if you don't do it, you'll definitely lose everything in the end."
At the entrance of the New Century Electronics Factory, Chen Hansheng said to Zheng Guanjin, who was sitting in the passenger's seat, "Don't think too much. At least, before you go back to Hong Kong next year, the shares are still safe."
"Okay."
Zheng Guanjin nodded. Before getting out of the car, she suddenly turned sideways and reached out to hug Chen Hansheng. "Scumbag, thank you for the duck blood and vermicelli soup. It's very warm."
"Are you serious? Can I touch it to confirm?"
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