The car entered the highway from the Beihu Expressway entrance and drove towards Zheng City.

The barren fields and patches of green wheat fields on both sides of the road, the mountains with traces of winter snow remaining in the darkness all year round, and the frozen rivers at the edges show the coldness and desolation of winter.

However, the roads connecting the villages are full of people carrying large and small bags, wearing clean and decent new clothes, visiting relatives and friends.

Some children hold matches, or more advanced ones, lighters, and set fire to the fields on the roadside. They set off thunderbolts to blow up water, small cannons to blow up the mud in the fields, and fire cannons that made a "whooshing" sound into the sky. It was all fun.

Incomparable.

"Time flies so fast. I haven't recovered yet, and this winter vacation is over?"

Zheng Chi had obviously gained a few pounds this winter vacation. He looked at the mountain scenery outside the car window with a look of reluctance on his face.

"A good man has his ambitions in all directions, but you can't do this. Throughout the ages, those who love their families have never been able to achieve great things!"

Zheng Wenzheng, who was sitting in the passenger seat, had the joy of returning home on his face. At the same time, he taught his unpromising nephew a lesson very righteously, telling him that a good man should have high aspirations.

Zheng Chi didn't dare to reply, so he sat in the back with his cousin and aunt, laughing secretly.

Laughing at Zheng Wenzheng is actually a duplicity. I didn't see him returning to Zheng City today with as much joy as a flower on his face.

Do you still have the nerve to teach others a lesson? A good man has ambitions everywhere?

This time, Zhao Changan also explained the matter about Xu Songlin to the Zheng family of three, letting them know Xu Songlin's dilemma in his position.

He also told him something that Xu Songlin had secretly revealed to him.

It can be regarded as a relief for the teacher and his family.

Xu Songlin also took the initiative to call his father-in-law last night, saying that he was very busy these days and couldn't spare the time. However, he expressed his position on the phone that after staying in the mountain city for one year, he would find a way to be transferred back to Zheng City.

With Xu Songlin's promise, the thoughts that the Zheng family of three had been hanging on finally came to light.

Originally, Zheng Wenzheng planned to return to Zheng City after spending the fifteenth day in the mountain city. However, in order to charge for his disciple Zhao Changan, after knowing that Zhao Changan was going to Zheng City Yinlong to meet Jin Guangren, he ignored Zhao Changan's persuasion and took the initiative to propose.

Come out and go to Zheng City with Zhao Changan to meet Jin Guangren.

Of course, Zhao Changan knew that the teacher really liked him, but more importantly, he felt pity for the parents in the world.

——

Zheng City.

The car got off the Nanjiao Expressway entrance, put down Yuan Qianru, Zheng Chi, and Zheng Xi, and let them take a taxi home. Zhao Changan turned the car back onto the expressway.

After driving west for twenty or thirty kilometers, I got off the highway and saw trucks loaded with cement driving on the road.

The weather in Zheng City has been dry these days without rain or snow, so the bumpy road was filled with dust.

Seven or eight miles ahead is Yinlong's head office.

"This road is really rough!"

Zhao Changan drove behind the empty truck in front, carefully avoiding the roaring and spitting black smoke of exhaust fumes, and rushed over to grab the truck laden with cement that was going the wrong way on the road.

He said a bit incredulously: "How much cement can be used for these few miles, and the people who grow food have no food to eat?"

“I really don’t blame Jin Guangren for this matter. The year before last, Nanpo Town asked Yinlong to provide money and cement, and the town was responsible for repairing these few miles of roads. Yinlong sent the money to Nanpo Town, but the construction has not started yet.

The land was allocated to Beipo Town, while Nanpo Town

The money was misappropriated to build other roads. Nanpo Town has always acknowledged the money, but they don’t have the money at the moment, so they can only pay it back when they have money in the future. However, Yinlong in Beipo Town does not take the money.

, and they don’t have the money to build this road.”

Zheng Wenzheng also thought it was funny and shook his head: "This made Jin Guangren very angry. The three parties were in a stalemate, and this matter has been stuck here."

"So that's it."

Zhao Changan understood a little bit why Jin Guangren knew that Wenyang Cement was a fattening business, but he could not get involved in it.

But now that I have the endorsement of myself and Three Gorges Electric Power, I am willing to get involved.

From Jin Guangren's point of view, Xu Songlin and Shan Qiang were standing next to him. Otherwise, if he had been challenging Xia Wenyang for more than a year, wouldn't he have killed him long ago?

As for the Three Gorges Electric Power Company, even if Pei Pingjiang has an idea, he has to think carefully before doing so.

Resource-based heavy industries like the cement industry are heavily polluting enterprises that require large amounts of electricity, coal, limestone, clay, and gypsum—

It's easy to get stuck, and even a random jam can choke an enterprise with an annual output value of hundreds of millions or even billions to death.

Therefore, an excellent business environment that must have long-term stability and sustainability is the most important.

——

Zhao Changan and Zheng Wenzheng were in the reception room of Yinlong Company's office building, accompanied by a senior management member.

Jin Guangren went to Jiangling to attend a meeting. The plane that flew back from the foggy city this afternoon has not returned yet.

Although the decoration of this room is not magnificent, it is very literati and elegant. The walls of the living room are covered with calligraphy and paintings.

Zhao Changan could tell from just a casual glance that these words were written very well.

There was a piece of handwriting that looked very familiar to him. When he got closer, he saw that it was indeed the teacher's seal signature.

Seeing his disciples in this huge living room, among the twenty or thirty calligraphy and paintings, seeing his own banner at a glance, Zheng Wenzheng couldn't help but smile and feel happy.

Zhao Changan looked at a few more pictures and found that they were all good calligraphy, and as long as he recognized the names on them, they were all well-known celebrities in the calligraphy world.

I just didn't see any calligraphy signed "Jin Guangren", so I couldn't help but curiously asked the middle-aged manager: "Which calligraphy is Dong Jin's calligraphy?"

The middle-aged man smiled a little sarcastically when he asked, not knowing how to answer.

"Jin Guangren, Jin Dong, this person is very warm, generous and hospitable. He also likes calligraphy very much. However, because he has too many things and is too busy, his writing skills need to be practiced more frequently."

Next to him, Zheng Wenzheng dialed Zhao Changan and he understood. The writing was really bad and there was no way he could hang it on it.

Hearing this, Zhao Changan wanted to laugh, but he held back his laughter.

Looking at the look on the slightly embarrassed middle-aged manager's face, he guessed that he just wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh.

The three of them drank tea, mainly with Zhao Changan and Zheng Wenzheng chatting and eating melon seeds. The middle-aged manager was responsible for tea and pouring water.

It wasn't until dark that Jin Guangren arrived in a hurry.

This is a middle-aged man who is only about 1.5 meters tall and looks short and chubby.

At first glance, he looks ordinary and even a little funny, but when you look into his eyes, you can clear your mind and know that this person is not to be underestimated.

"Mr. Zheng, I have kept you waiting for a long time. I just got off the plane. This is your disciple Zhao Chang'an. It is true that a famous teacher makes a great disciple. Since you are here today, you must leave a message for me."

Jin Guangren bowed to Zheng Wenzheng warmly, then smiled and shook hands tightly with Zhao Changan: "Let's eat first and talk while eating, and then let me, a big man, polish your ink for you, or the red sleeves to add fragrance."

I can grind the ink for you, but I have to ask you to brush it and leave me a piece of ink."

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