"Of course not!" Yi Zhonghai sneered, "He did it for the benefit. At that time, Lou Zhenhua's family was emptied by him, and he probably gained a lot of benefits. The Zeng family was also very wealthy back then. Zeng Youqian was the factory director for such a long time, and Zeng Wangcai was doing business outside, so the family property was naturally not small.
"Also, our courtyard is too small. Old Liu has his eyes on Lou Zhenhua's house, and the work on it has been done. Before he dealt with Zeng You, he was clear about the hidden dangers. He wanted to bring down all the people related to Lou Zhenhua and the Zeng family."
Yan Bugui didn’t think about the house matter!
However, all kinds of things have happened in recent years, some even more outrageous than this, so it is not surprising that Yan Bugui did this.
"I'm just worried..."
"There's no point in worrying!" Yi Zhonghai took out what he had just read and threw it in front of Yan Bugui, "Take a look, this is what I wrote. I'll hand it in tomorrow."
"Early retirement application report?" Yan Bugui was surprised after seeing the contents of the report. "You want to retire? No way. At your age, you can still work for a few more years."
"I don't want to do it anymore. I don't dare to do it anymore!" Yi Zhonghai's eyes flashed, "Get out of here soon, it's not too late..."
......
At the entrance of Wuling Motors Company in Sijiucheng.
The automobile factory had only been built a few years ago, and its gate was already mottled. The red words "public-private partnership" on the side had been scraped off and replaced with other slogans, so only some traces could be vaguely recognized.
A few years ago, this factory was responsible for both technical research and production. It produced two types of Wuling cars: the original Wuling van, and the sedan version with an improved engine.
Both versions of the car were exported through the coking department and sold to Zeng Wangcai.
But now, the factory has expanded, but production has stopped.
More than a dozen vans were parked at the factory gate. More than a hundred young men wearing military belts, military green uniforms and carrying long guns lined up, excitedly waiting for orders.
Liu Haizhong paced back and forth in front of the team with his hands behind his back. Finally, he called Yan Jiekuang: "Comrade Yan Jiekuang, I appoint you as the commander-in-chief of this operation..."
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