Chapter 251 Not Mother and Daughter, Better Than Mother and Daughter

"Mom, this isn't just a matter of your words. Just tell my uncle. He's in the public security system. Is that that difficult?"

This is not a difficult thing, but she can't stand the fact that the child she raised is siding with Tang Meiling.

"Don't get involved. Let me think about this."

Although Tang Meiling didn't know what Jiang Jun was thinking, she could see Jiang Jun's impatience.

But her daughter had been given away, and her son still expected her to lend a hand, so she could only be humble.

"Sister Jun, thank you for your help. Jiaxuan is my only son."

The two had a very good relationship at the beginning, and Tang Meiling took good care of Lin Wanyi when she was a child.

So Jiang Jun didn't think it was wrong for her to take her two children out to play.

Even after the child was lost, Tang Meiling offered to give her child to Jiang Jun as compensation, and she was still somewhat grateful to Tang Meiling.

So when she heard Tang Meiling say, "I only have this one son," her heart skipped a beat.

I don’t know if she was too sensitive, but she felt like Tang Meiling was pointing at her.

Jiang Jun felt very uncomfortable for a moment.

"Okay, both of you stop talking. Let me think about this."

Tang Meiling saw Jiang Jun's face darken and knew that she must have understood the meaning of her words.

She remained calm on the surface, but was secretly proud of herself. With her daughter as her trump card, there was no way Jiang Jun would reject her.

"Sister Jun, thank you for your trouble. Old Song and I are grateful to you."

Jiang Jun lowered her eyes helplessly. After all, the Song family gave her a daughter, and the three of them revolved around their family.

Thinking of this, her complexion improved a lot.

Jiang Jun doesn't think things as simply as her daughter does. She has to protect her husband's reputation and must not implicate him.

She soothed him gently, "Don't worry too much, it's not serious. Go home peacefully, I'll go look for my brother this afternoon."

Tang Meiling received Jiang Jun's reply and nodded gratefully. "Sister Jun, thank you! You have always been our family's benefactor. I can't repay you in this life. I will work like a slave in the next life to repay you."

Jiang Jun took a deep breath and said, "Meiling, don't say that. We are already so old now. I have let go of the past."

"That's because you are kind and generous!" Tang Meiling wiped her tears.

Lin Wanyi looked at her mother and Tang Meiling in confusion, feeling that there was something else behind their words.

"Okay, that's enough. Don't worry, it's not serious."

Tang Meiling nodded, got up and left with peace of mind.

Lin Wanyi sent Tang Meiling out and comforted her, "Auntie Ling, don't worry, Brother Xuan will be fine."

Tang Meiling patted her hands kindly and said, "With a lucky little girl like you, your brother will definitely be fine."

Lin Wanyi has never been spoiled by her two families since she was a child. To outsiders, her relationship with Tang Meiling is not like that of mother and daughter, but better than that of mother and daughter.

At this time, Fu Jinzhou was holding a meeting in the conference room of Qixian Cement Factory.

As soon as he came back, he was busy sharing the results of the investigation with the factory's leadership team.

After being away for half a month, he came back and saw Zhang Zhicheng, and he was a little surprised.

If this person didn't have bad intentions, he would have gone quite far.

In just half a month, he had become someone the factory director trusted.

Although he was still a small assistant, those who understood knew that only by getting close to the core of power could he have the opportunity to move up.

Fu Jinzhou raised his eyes and glanced at him, curling his lips into a cold smile.

The meeting lasted until the evening, and everyone was concerned about the parallel plan proposed by Fu Jinzhou.

Although the concept is very trendy, they have never been exposed to it before, and new things are prone to fail.

What's more, their traditional sales have been pretty good recently. At least, the factory has a deposit and a certain amount of sales, and they can pay wages after receiving the payment at the end of the month.

So not many people respond to him.

Zhang Zhicheng whispered a few words to the factory director from time to time. The factory director was interested at first, but then frowned. Fu Jinzhou saw it all.

"Chief Fu, your proposal sounds quite attractive, but it's a new model that no one is familiar with. Furthermore, we'll have to send people to various locations to set up agents, which is a significant expense."

The factory director glanced at the manuscript Zhang Zhicheng was writing and sighed, "Salaries and travel expenses, each person would be nearly two hundred yuan a month. Do you think the factory can afford it now?"

Fu Jinzhou frowned and said in a cold voice, "Manufacturer, do you know where these recent orders come from?"

"If Qixian Cement doesn't make its name known, how are we going to feed our workers next month and the month after that, let alone help them become wealthy?"

Kang Ping then said, "Director, these orders were either brought in by me or obtained through the help of Chief Fu's relatives and friends. They were all favors."

The factory manager was originally feeling complacent because he had received a lot of orders, but after hearing what Kang Ping said, his mood suddenly plummeted.

He looked up at Zhang Zhicheng, and Zhang Zhicheng obviously hadn't thought of this either.

For a moment, the factory director didn't know what to say, and stammered, "The money..."

Fu Jinzhou was not worried about the money, but whether the people who went out could work together.

It is obviously impossible to expect people to be self-conscious and actively go out to do business, because everyone has bad natures.

What he wanted was for everyone to discuss a feasible plan and nominate some relatively conscious people to participate in this matter.

The meeting lasted until very late, but no corresponding plan was produced.

After the meeting, people in the conference room left one after another.

Zhang Zhicheng followed the factory director to the door of the conference room when he was stopped by Kang Ping.

"Comrade Zhang, please stay!"

Kang Ping's voice was not loud, but it was filled with unquestionable determination, like a nail, nailed in front of Zhang Zhicheng's upcoming steps.

The smile on Zhang Zhicheng's face froze for a moment. He looked at Kang Ping with some confusion, and then quickly glanced at the factory director beside him.

The factory director also stopped and frowned slightly, "Comrade Kangping, is there anything else?"

The lengthy and fruitless meeting made him feel a little tired, and he just wanted to go back and rest early.

Kang Ping did not answer the factory director immediately, but just looked at Zhang Zhicheng with a serious look.

"Director, there are some things I want to discuss with Comrade Zhang. It's getting late, so you should go back and rest." Fu Jinzhou's voice was calm, but with a natural sense of oppression.

The factory director originally thought that calling Zhang Zhicheng was just a reminder, but after hearing what Fu Jinzhou said, he walked away with peace of mind.

Zhang Zhicheng turned around nervously and looked at Fu Jinzhou.

His face looked a little tired, but his eyes were as cold as the lake water in deep winter, and fell directly on Zhang Zhicheng's slightly embarrassed face.

There were only three of them left in the conference room. The lights were dim, stretching their shadows very long.

Zhang Zhicheng straightened his collar, trying to appear calmer, and forced a smile. "Chief Fu, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Fu Jinzhou didn't speak immediately, but just took two steps forward and approached Zhang Zhicheng.

He was already taller than Zhang Zhicheng, and with his eyes slightly lowered, he seemed even more condescending.

The air seemed to be stagnant, and Zhang Zhicheng could even feel the cold chill emanating from Fu Jinzhou.