Chapter 219 The person behind him is strange

After Hao Jian received Guo Donglun's call, he thought about it and didn't call Beijing.

He hadn't figured out what Guo Donglun meant yet, and asking Li Ye for instructions at the slightest sign of trouble made it seem like Hao Jian lacked the spirit of a great general.

Because it was almost time to get off work when Guo Donglun called, Hao Jian had to use Express Delivery to rush from Pengcheng to Yangcheng.

"Director Hao, please drive slower, drive slower, or I should drive it!"

"Old Yan, you drive so slowly that you won't be there before half past six."

"Director Hao, I can actually drive fast, and I promise to get to you before six o'clock."

"Can you make it before six o'clock? Then you drive."

Hao Jian stopped the car and asked the factory driver, Lao Yan, to drive.

Old Yan was also from Guangdong Province. He was a middle-aged man who retired early from the factory. He usually drove very steadily. If there was no one within 500 meters ahead, he would only drive for 70 or 80 seconds at most. So whenever Hao Jian was in a hurry, he would drive himself.

But today it was time to get off work, and Hao Jian's driving was really scary, so Old Yan had to show off his real skills.

The maximum speed of Lada Niva is 130 km/h, but he was able to maintain it above 120 km/h, and he didn't have to brake suddenly many times along the way, so the vehicle's left and right shaking was very small.

This is completely different from Hao Jian's racing style of "pushing back" and "brake suddenly" at any time.

Hao Jian couldn't help but say, "Old Yan, it turns out that your usual slowness is just an act? You can't drive fast, you can drive fast!"

Old Yan smiled and said, "Director Hao, I have been driving for my whole life. I know very well what is fast and what is slow. Unless it is urgent, it is better to keep calm."

"Okay, now you see that I'm anxious? Why do you usually act stupid?"

Hao Jian scolded Old Yan with a smile, but his heart suddenly moved.

Being calm and composed is an essential quality for a person in a high position. Is it so obvious that I am anxious?

Hao Jian leaned on the seat, adjusted himself to a comfortable position, and said to Old Yan calmly: "Old Yan, let's go slower, we just need to arrive at 6:30."

Old Yan looked at Hao Jian, whose expression suddenly changed, and hesitated a little, but still slowed down the car.

He is used to driving at work, racing against time to get a ten or eight minute lap. A small pothole might cause the passengers to bump their butts, and all his goodwill would be gone. So driving for others is different from driving for yourself.

Hao Jian finally arrived at 6:25, five minutes earlier than the time he had arranged for Old Yan, but twenty-five minutes later than the time Guo Donglun had booked.

After entering the agreed private restaurant, Hao Jian first saw Guo Donglun's nanny Xiao Liang.

Guo Donglun is missing one leg, so when he goes out he is usually accompanied by Xiao Liang, so Hao Jian is quite familiar with her.

Hao Jian smiled and said, "Miss Liang, why are you standing outside? Let's go in together!"

But Xiao Liang didn't smile at all. He just glanced at Hao Jian coldly and said, "It's not convenient for outsiders to come in today. You can go in by yourself."

"What kind of outsider are you? Haha. Fine then, Miss Liang, you can order whatever you like, and it will all be charged to my account."

Hao Jian laughed and walked into the box.

Usually at such gatherings, Xiao Liang would come in and stand behind Guo Donglun to serve him. It seemed that something "big" was going to happen today.

After entering the box, Hao Jian saw Guo Donglun sitting alone at the table. The table was full of dishes and untouched. Only the bowl in front of Guo Donglun had half a cup of herbal tea, indicating that he had been waiting for a long time.

"I'm sorry, Brother Guo. I left right after I received your call, but it's 300 miles from Pengcheng to here, and my car can only reach 120 or 130 miles at full throttle. I really can't make it in time. If I'm late, can I drink a glass of wine first?"

Hao Jian poured himself a glass of wine and drank it in one gulp as if nothing had happened.

Guo Donglun, who was sitting opposite, looked straight at Hao Jian and said calmly, "In fact, you can change to a Crown. With the turnover profit of Pengcheng Seventh Factory, it's not difficult to change a car, right?"

Hao Jian sighed and said, "How can I get the crown if I got it through legitimate means? I got it through dishonest means. I have to abide by the law, right?"

"You obeyed the law. You did it."

Guo Donglun finally showed some expression on his face. He sneered and said, "I have never understood how a profiteer like you who started out as a speculator can be more law-abiding than those working in a regular company."

"Brother Guo, your joke is too revealing. How can I be a speculator? Hahahaha~"

Hao Jian joked with Guo Donglun, but he was a little angry in his heart.

When he was selling hemp candy, he would hold a newspaper in his hand all day and argue with others that he was complying with the policy, but he was still accused of speculation.

Later, Li Ye strictly ordered them to "keep their bottoms clean", and Hao Jian obeyed absolutely, for he was afraid that someone would use his background to make trouble.

Now Guo Donglun was joking with him about this, how could he not be angry? If it wasn't Guo Donglun sitting opposite him, he would have flipped the table and left.

But Guo Donglun didn't seem to be joking.

"At first I thought you were different from those profiteering businessmen."

Guo Donglun said calmly: "After you arrived in Yangcheng, you have done nothing wrong to the government or the workers, so I have been letting you develop and never interfering."

"But recently I discovered that your nature is the same as those people, even more hateful than them!"

Hao Jian was stunned for a moment, and said frankly: "Brother Guo, if you have something to say, please speak clearly! I don't think I have done anything to let you down, so you should let me know clearly, right?"

Guo Donglun glanced at Hao Jian coldly and sneered, "Are you going to find another way out and spread your wings and fly high?"

"If you want to make money, I won't interfere. If you think it's inappropriate to cooperate with me, then we can part ways.

But you stepped on my shoulders to grow stronger, and then secretly climbed up the ladder. You were asked to do all the legal things, and let me take care of the rest. Do you really think that a cripple like me is easy to control?"

Hao Jian was confused for several seconds before he understood what Guo Donglun meant by "climbing the high branch".

It's the same kind of thing that Lu Bu did!

This is really unfair to them.

Li Ye did hook up with Wen Leyu, but that was pure love in times of crisis, which was not the same as what happened with Lu Bu, and had nothing to do with him, Hao Jian.

"Brother Guo, I must make it clear to you that we have no intention of seeking another way out, nor do we intend to climb higher branches."

Hao Jian said seriously: "From the day we first met you in the dormitory of the machine repair factory, our attitude has been cooperation. We provide manpower and effort, and you provide connections and resources. We are not farmhands herding cattle and pigs for you."

"As for what you said about finding another way out, I don't even know where to start."

"Don't you know where to start?" Guo Donglun said with a smile, "The renovation of Xiushui Street is understandable, but how did you get the qualification to participate in the Canton Fair? What's the matter with the promotional video of TV One?"

"And the Fenghua Clothing you are promoting now, do you really think I don't understand the concept of branding? I have checked the registration information of the Trademark Office, and the registrant of Fenghua Clothing is not Pengcheng Seventh Factory."

Hao Jian frowned and shook his head, saying, "I can't really explain this. It's all the result of the Beijing Office's operations, but isn't this also beneficial to you? The bigger our business, the more profit you'll get."

"Do you really think I was paying attention to you guys just for a little money?" Guo Donglun smiled and said, "I was just having fun because I was bored. Now I suddenly feel that it's not fun anymore.

I don't want to be used as a fool anymore, so... break up! Take care of yourselves."

“.”

Hao Jian didn't expect Guo Donglun to be so decisive. He just made some random guesses and felt that he could not control the Pengcheng No. 7 Factory, so he wanted to kill a laying hen.

And this chicken lays golden eggs.

Although Li Ye and Hao Jian can now raise another hen, the original chicken also has feelings, right?

"Comrade Guo, do you just think it's fun?" Hao Jian's smile disappeared from his face, and he said seriously, "Before we disband, how about taking some time to go to the factory and take a look?"

Guo Donglun said expressionlessly: "Is this necessary?"

"Yes," Hao Jian said sternly, "After you see it, maybe you won't be like you are now, just coming out to bask in the sun every day without any other ambitions."

When Hao Jian mentioned that Guo Donglun just basked in the sun every day, Guo Donglun's eyes narrowed. When Hao Jian said that he had no ambitions, a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

“Heh~”

Guo Donglun glanced at Hao Jian and finally said, "Okay, I'll go to the factory at ten o'clock tomorrow morning to see what ambitions you, a profiteer, have."

"I look forward to seeing you, but I have one thing to correct."

Hao Jian looked at Guo Donglun seriously and said, "I'm not a profiteer. I'm a conscientious businessman."

. . . . . .

Guo Donglun arrived at Pengcheng No. 7 Factory at ten o'clock the next day. It was still him and his nanny Xiao Liang, but there was an additional 212 jeep, which was not very conspicuous in Guangdong Province.

After registering first and then entering the factory gate, Guo Donglun saw Hao Jian coming out of the office building to greet him.

Hao Jian came out to greet them by himself. The rest of the people in the factory were busy and few of them even glanced at Guo Donglun.

Hao Jian welcomed him with a smile: "Brother Guo, you are really a punctual person. When you say ten o'clock, it's ten o'clock. It's more accurate than an alarm clock!"

Guo Donglun narrowed his eyes and said dimly: "I thought you would hold a collective welcome ceremony for me! It's really a bit unexpected."

Hao Jian was stunned and said in surprise: "Brother Guo likes that kind of pomp and circumstance? Then I can arrange it now. There are several thousand people in the factory! I guarantee that the pomp and circumstance will be grand enough."

Guo Donglun twisted his mouth and said with disdain: "I hate that kind of hypocritical pomp."

Hao Jian smiled and said, "I hate it too, so this factory emphasizes pragmatism and no empty talk."

"Pragmatism is not something you can just say," Guo Donglun waved his hand and said, "You asked me to come here today, what do you want me to see?"

"Come over here, please. I'll push you."

Hao Jian reached out to push Guo Donglun's wheelchair, but the babysitter Xiao Liang said with a straight face: "Don't bother, just lead the way."

Hao Jian was not embarrassed either. He led the way, taking Guo Donglun through a brand new factory building, introducing it to Guo Donglun as they walked.

"This is the ninth workshop we just built last year. The construction efficiency in Pengcheng is very high. It can be completed in one or two months. If it were in other places, it might take more than half a year."

"Workshop 9 is full of veteran workers. They have been here for more than a year. When they first arrived, they cried for home, but now they don't even want to go back home during the Chinese New Year and ask me to arrange production tasks for them."

Guo Donglun looked through the workshop window at the workers who were working hard and turning a deaf ear to other things around them, and asked calmly: "Have you agreed to their request?"

"I promised them nothing!" Hao Jian said with a smile: "I don't mind paying them more overtime pay for working overtime during the holidays.

But if I make the parents of these workers cry because their children don’t come home for the New Year, wouldn’t that be a sin for me?”

"People in our flower-growing family value family affection. I will book tickets for them collectively and deduct the money from their year-end bonuses. Get out of here and don't go home for the New Year. What's the big deal?"

When Hao Jian spoke to the end, his heart was touched and his tone was quite sentimental.

He is a rebellious son who hasn't returned home for more than ten years!

"Come on, let me take you, Brother Guo, to the first workshop. There are new workers there. You will understand what I am thinking after you see them."

Hao Jian started walking quickly, leading Guo Donglun forward.

Guo Donglun, who fell behind, chuckled.

Nanny Xiao Liang said: "He is a very strange person."

Guo Donglun said: "It's not him who is weird, it's the people behind him who are weird."

(End of this chapter)