Chapter 250: Longyou Xijiang
Su Xiaoyu was originally studying for a degree in business management in the United States, but Zhang Jun also called her back to China, and she hurriedly went through the formalities of suspending her studies and rushed to Donghai. She knew that at this time, the people Zhang Jun could call to his side immediately were the people he trusted the most, and she was secretly happy in her heart.
"Xiaoyu, you will be in charge of Qinghe County's investment projects and large logistics projects." Zhang Jun said, "After these projects start, I will ask Lin Xian to transfer 10% of the shares to you."
Su Xiaoyu was startled, then moved, Zhang Jun didn't need to do this at all, she would help him just the same. At this moment, she could only nod: "Boss, I will definitely not let you down."
In the end, Zhang Jun called Wu Se to his side, and said with a smile, "Wu Se, you can do something for elder brother too."
"Whatever you do, just tell me, I will definitely finish it." Wu Se said boldly.
Zhang Jun smiled, and patted him on the shoulder: "It's not difficult, I want you to go to Japan, where you can contract a barren mountain, bring the men you trained to grow herbs, and you can also pick up Japanese girls by the way."
Speaking of this, he added: "You also take the big flowers and Fugui with you. There are wild mountains and mountains, so they are easy to breed, and you can take care of them."
Hearing that going abroad is such a fun thing, Wu Se's eyes lit up, and said: "Okay! Leave this to me!"
"After you get there, someone will handle the documents for you. Your identity is the investment manager of Tianxing Investment Company. As long as you spend a lot of money, the local government in Japan will have no problem. I will contact you at that time. Remote control you to do things."
After explaining the matter, Zhang Jun asked Aunt Liu to cook a sumptuous dinner for everyone. It's just that at the dinner table, the girls were not very interested, they could only gobble up the food heartlessly.
After dinner, Su Xiaoyu and Ge Xiaoxian left. They needed to go back to prepare immediately in order to take over the heavy burden entrusted by Zhang Jun.
At night, Zhang Jun hugged Lin Xian tightly, felt her delicate skin, and kissed her delicate face. He had a thousand words in his heart, but he didn't know what to say.
"Sister Xian, don't you blame me?" He asked, "We have known each other for so many years, everyone knows our relationship, but I have never been able to marry you."
Lin Xian sighed quietly, stroked Zhang Jun's cheek, and said softly: "Little brother, sister knows that you are a person who does great things. You can make a living in your own career, as long as you can be safe and sound, I will be satisfied."
There was warmth in Zhang Jun's heart. When he was penniless and poor, this woman had been by his side. The two of them had experienced a lot together, and they never left.
He entered her body tenderly, expressing deep love with his body language, as devoted and emotional as the first time.
Lin Xian couldn't help moaning cheerfully, but when Zhang Jun reached the peak of happiness and was about to take some contraceptive measures, she hugged him tightly and said in a low voice: "Little brother, go on, I want to give birth to you. "
Zhang Jun was taken aback, hesitated for a moment, and then started a violent impact, which made Lin Xian's whole body stiff, and then bit his shoulder hard, leaving a deep bite mark.
"My dear sister, we will get married when we come back!" Zhang Jun whispered in her ear.
The next day, Zhang Jun and Su Xiaoyu met at the hotel. Su Xiaoyu didn't dare to show her emotions in front of Lin Xian, but now that she was alone with Zhang Jun, she had no scruples.
"Master, I want to go with you." She said seriously, "I can kung fu, and I can also take care of the master's daily life."
Zhang Jun patted her face with a smile: "Managing the investment in Qinghe County is more important than taking care of me."
Seeing that he disagreed, Su Xiaoyu was very disappointed, so she had to say: "I will definitely work very hard, and I won't let the master down!"
Zhang Jun kissed her on the forehead and said, "Xiaoyu, I will give you an explanation on the day I return."
Su Xiaoyu's delicate body trembled, and she said in a trembling voice, "Master, I...I don't need anything."
Zhang Jun smiled, pulled her into his arms and hugged her, and said lightly: "Whether you need it or not, you can make a decision later, I won't force it."
Su Xiaoyu was taken aback, and quickly said: "Master, I didn't mean that, I..."
Zhang Jundao: "I understand what you mean, don't need to say, wait for me to return to the painting."
After breaking up with Su Xiaoyu, Zhang Jun and Zhang Guoqiang met in secret again, and the two talked secretly for an afternoon. When Zhang Guoqiang left, his eyes were full of determination, as if he had made a decision.
The week that Hua Buyi left for him quickly passed, during this period, Zhang Jun took Wu Se to Japan and set up a herbal medicine company. The local government also negotiated to build an airstrip nearby to facilitate the company's migrant workers.
When everything was done, Zhang Jun left Wu Se in Japan, and he returned to China alone. Of course, Wushi didn't stay in Japan alone to do things. Wu Qingying, who had studied abroad in Japan, was transferred here to take charge of the affairs here together with Wushi.
Wu Qingying was not dissatisfied with Zhang Jun's arrangement. In fact, she also wanted to change the working environment. The scenery here is good, and she should be able to spend some time happily.
The night before leaving Donghai, Zhang Jun met Ge Xiaoxian at the Golden Dragon Hotel, and the conversation continued until the next morning, and no one outside knew what they were talking about.
Zhang Jun was going to Jiangxi alone, and Yang Gongcheng still had some personal matters to deal with, so he could not join him until a month or two later. When he went out this time, he only brought 1,000 yuan in cash and a gray notebook, and nothing else, not even an ID card.
Without an ID card in China, it is almost impossible to move an inch, so he cannot take a train like others, let alone take a plane.
On a section of the railway line a few kilometers away from the station, Zhang Jun stood outside the railway separation wall, waiting for the arrival of the train. He has already found out that the coming train will go directly to Xijiang Province.
The roar of the train was approaching, he quickly climbed over the separation wall, lightly landed on the top of the carriage, nailed to it like a nail, and moved forward with the carriage. For a master like him, it doesn't make much difference whether he has an ID card or not. He can easily hitch a ride and save money on the ticket.
At nine o'clock in the evening, the train entered the territory of Xijiang, and Zhang Jun jumped off the train before entering the station.
The place to get off is Nanzhang, the capital city of Xijiang. The economy of Nanzhang City cannot be compared with Donghai and Kyoto, but it is also one of the most prosperous cities in Xijiang. At this moment, he just got off the car and needs to find a place to live, and then get familiar with the environment of Xijiang, and then decide where to start.
During this trip to Xijiang, his main goal was to reintegrate the forces that the leader had broken up in the past, and destroy Zuo Tianwang's layout in Xijiang by the way.
After getting off the train, he walked along the city's second ring road. After waiting for a long time on the train, he was already hungry, so he had to find a place to settle it first.
After walking for a short distance along the way, I suddenly saw a hand-pushed fast food truck under the street lamp ahead, and an old man was busy. He hung a banner at the rear of the car with words such as "flavored grilled stewed noodles, knife-sliced noodles, and cold noodles", which had been blackened by oily smoke.
In front of the car, three young men with oily bodies sat around a table of eight immortals, talking and laughing while eating. These three people are not very old, they are around twenty years old, and their faces are still somewhat youthful and immature.
Zhang Jun walked to another table and sat down, said: "Boss, here is a plate of grilled stew and a big bowl of cold noodles."
The boss looked to be in his sixties and was in good spirits. He was wearing a set of washed yellow chef's clothes. He responded with a smile and started working immediately. A few minutes later, the delicious grilled marinated chicken wings and hot and sour cold noodles were placed in front of Zhang Jun.
He took a piece of stewed meat and put it in his mouth. The smell of stewed meat filled his mouth, and he couldn't help but praise: "It's delicious!"
The boss smiled "hehe" and said in Mandarin with a strong local accent: "It's delicious, eat more."
The three youths heard Zhang Jun's words, and one of them with long hair smiled and said, "Brother, your accent is from Huanghai, right?"
Yuyang City, where Zhang Jun lives, belongs to Huanghai Province, and the villagers can tell it right away. He turned his head and smiled, and said, "I lived in Huanghai for a while when I was young, is my brother from Huanghai?"
The young man nodded and smiled, "I'm from Huanghai Dongling."
"Why did brother come to Xijiang to make a living?" Zhang Jun asked casually.
"My younger sister is studying at Xijiang University, so I will come here to work and earn money to help her save tuition." The young man smiled, "My name is Ding Shuigen, what do you call me?"
Zhang Jun was taken aback, he hadn't thought of a new name yet, when someone asked him, he could only think of one, and replied, "My name is Fugui."
The three young people laughed when they heard that, Ding Shuigen said: "Brother's name is really good, easy to remember."
Zhang Jun smiled faintly, and he used the name Little Lion, wondering if that beast would have any objections.
The two sides chatted for a while, Zhang Jun finished the roasted stew first, but felt that he was not satisfied, so he said to the boss: "Boss, let me have three more plates of roasted stew, and give two plates to the brothers over there. I am a treat."
Several young people laughed when they heard about his treat, Ding Shuigen said: "Brother, thank you!"
Just as the roasted stew was on the table, a cheap Japanese car screeched to a stop next to the stall. The car door opened, and four yellow-haired youths jumped out of it, each with earrings and nose rings, very wild.
There were only two tables in front of the stall, Ding Genshui and Zhang Jun occupied one, and the four yellow-haired youths had no place to sit. One of them stepped forward and kicked the bench Zhang Jun was sitting on, and shouted, "You're blind! Eat while you're at it."
Zhang Jun's temper is completely different from when he just graduated. He didn't bother to pay attention to this little rascal, so he picked up his plate and walked to Ding Genshui's table, and said with a smile, "Brother, squeeze."
Ding Genshui gave up his position, then glanced coldly at the yellow hairs, and asked, "Brother, do you want to help?"
Zhang Jun waved his hands and said with a smile, "Don't worry about small things."
A companion with a mole on his face touched Ding Genshui, and said in a low voice: "You can see clearly, they are all Zhou Biao's people, it's best not to provoke them."