Unable to enter the factory, he could only wait for Chen Mengchang to come out, which was too time-consuming. He considered whether to contact the police.

“Boss,” Sun Minglei whispered in Wang Peng’s ear, “this factory was invested in by entrepreneurs from other provinces, and the county is giving them very good treatment.”

The phone rang, and Wang Peng answered, "Hello, this is Wang Peng."

A male voice came from the phone, "Hello, Mr. Wang, this is Lü Zhenghong from the Investment Promotion Office."

The investment promotion office is an agency or organization responsible for attracting investment.

"Will you let me invest in building a factory?" Wang Peng thought to himself. He smiled and said, "Hello, Director Lü, please go ahead."

Lü Zhenghong laughed heartily, "I was just about to visit you in the provincial capital, but I didn't expect you to have gone back to your hometown. That's perfect, shall we find a place to have a couple of drinks?"

“Okay, I have time now, how about you?” Wang Peng said.

The phone paused for a moment; Lü Zhenghong hadn't expected Wang Peng to agree so readily.

He said urgently, "I know you're staying at the Feilong Hotel, I'll come find you right away!"

Wang Peng said, "I had some time this afternoon. I was outside the gate of Delong Garment Factory and wanted to talk business with the boss of Delong, but I ran into a little trouble."

"What trouble? Tell me," Lü Zhenghong asked eagerly.

“I want to buy his clothes, but he probably looks down on me and won’t let me in,” Wang Peng chuckled.

“This Lao Yu is getting more and more outrageous,” Lü Zhenghong said with a smile. “Boss Wang, I’ll be there soon, please wait for me for ten minutes.”

Wang Peng was surprised by the other party's enthusiasm and said with a smile, "This will trouble you. Why don't you give Lao Yu a call? You don't need to come over in person."

"No trouble at all, this is my job. Lao Wang, you wait, I'll be right there." Lü Zhenghong hung up the phone immediately.