Chapter 685: I have a route in East Africa. The risk is a bit high, but the profit is very high.
Late in the summer nights in Chunshen, men and women can be seen strolling on the streets, some walking slowly along the moat, and some strolling leisurely along the city walls.
Internet cafes, KTVs, billiard rooms and night snack stalls are still brightly lit, and the noisy sounds of people are particularly clear at night.
Compared with big cities, small county towns have less alienation and more of a unique and heartwarming atmosphere.
A food street at the T-junction in the outer city is now crowded with people and extremely lively.
Chen Yansen sat on a small stool, holding a glass of locally brewed bulk baijiu. He looked at the young man opposite him and said jokingly with a smile, "I've accepted your resume. Don't force me if you can't drink it."
Unexpectedly, the young man's face flushed, he suddenly picked up the wine glass, raised his head and drank the wine in the glass, then said gratefully: "Thank you, Brother Sen."
Seeing this, Chen Yansen smiled helplessly.
In just half an hour, at least dozens of people came to toast, and the rest gathered on the periphery to watch the fun.
Mengjie rested her chin on her hand and looked at Chen Yansen with a smile.
In her opinion, it is normal for Chen Yansen to be popular in Chunshen.
In the past, there was the Pinbei agricultural aid program, and in the future, there were rural e-commerce and live broadcast training classes, Orange Car Industry, customer service center, and the Orange air conditioner and Orange electric fan branch factories that were about to be put into production.
This series of projects directly created tens of thousands of jobs and indirectly created 30,000 to 40,000 jobs.
You know, although Chunshen is a large county with a population of one million, there are only tens of thousands of people living in Chunshen Town.
Chen Yansen's every move affects the livelihoods of 50,000 people. In Chunshen, what he says is definitely more effective than Tang Lixin's.
As the young man who had toasted earlier withdrew, another boy in a short T-shirt and shorts approached with a smile, holding a glass of beer. "Brother Sen, I'm a student at Chunshen No. 2 Middle School. I'm moving to the new campus when school starts the day after tomorrow. Thank you for donating the air conditioner for us. Otherwise, this summer would be very unbearable."
"It's already ten o'clock and you're not home yet? What grade and class are you from?"
Chen Yansen asked with a stern face.
The boy opened his mouth and froze in place.
He never imagined that the senior whom he admired the most was such a loser!
So he scratched his head, not daring to say his own name, but instead reported his best friend's information: "Sun Jun, Class 8, Grade 2."
Chen Yansen smiled lightly, raised his cup and clinked it with his, then said, "You can be anyone, but you can't be Sun Jun."
He had mastered this little trick in high school.
Whenever he was caught by the dean in an Internet cafe, he could always skillfully call out the name "Wang Zihao".
"Brother Sen, I'm sorry, I remembered it wrong! I suddenly remembered that my name seems to be Li Chengchao."
After being seen through by Chen Yansen at a glance, Li Chengchao simply gave out his name.
"When I was in school, every winter, more than 60 people were crammed into one classroom, relying entirely on the carbon dioxide we exhaled to keep warm. It's been four or five years now. If you still don't have air conditioning, wouldn't the economic development be in vain?"
Chen Yansen didn't insist on it, he was just joking. He changed the subject and continued talking along the lines of what Li Chengchao had said before.
On Douyin, he often sees some primary and middle school classroom environments, which are almost exactly the same as they were more than ten years ago, and the student dormitories are still unfinished eight-person rooms.
If someone who doesn’t know the situation sees this, they might think it’s a photo from twenty years ago.
Li Chengchao listened to Chen Yansen's words and agreed with them.
The other side.
Tang Lixin received a call from the inspection office, who said that Chen Yansen was surrounded while having supper in the outer city, and specifically asked him whether to send two groups of people to maintain order.
"Is that even a question? Transfer the people over there first!"
When Tang Lixin heard this, he retorted angrily.
How tactless!
Chen Yansen is the God of Wealth in Chunshen!
What's more, he had just seen the news a while ago that Chen Yansen was able to ride in the same car with Han Jinheng. What an honor it was!
To be frank, even if he lived his whole life, he probably wouldn't have the chance to speak a word to Han Jinheng, let alone ride in Mr. Han's private car.
Thinking of this, Tang Lixin immediately called his assistant Zhao Siyuan and asked him to prepare the car quickly.
After hanging up the phone, he jumped out of bed in a hurry, grabbed his pants and shirt and put them on, intending to go there in person.
Seeing this, his wife asked in confusion, "Old Tang, why are you still going out so late?"
"I have no choice! Chen Yansen from Senlian Capital is back, and I have to show up." Tang Lixin replied while buttoning his shirt.
"Although I don't know why Mr. Han thinks so highly of him, I do know that Chen Yansen's status and influence have greatly increased compared to last year."
Five minutes later, he walked out of the house and got into a black Audi.
Tang Lixin leaned back in the back seat, frowning slightly, and repeatedly recalled the video footage of Chen Yansen and Han Jinheng riding in the same car in his mind.
"What on earth do you think Chen Yansen is capable of that makes Mr. Han think so highly of him?"
Tang Lixin suddenly spoke, breaking the silence in the car.
Zhao Siyuan, sitting in the passenger seat, was slightly startled. He glanced at Tang Lixin in the rearview mirror, then after a moment of careful consideration, he replied cautiously, "Boss, I heard that the energy density of the second-generation Deep Blue battery has reached over 800 watt-hours per kilogram, which is three to four times that of traditional lithium batteries. It has a wide range of civilian applications, and even more suitable scenarios for military use."
What this means is that Han Jinheng may be doing this for the sake of Deep Blue Technology.
Besides, Orange Technology, Tiangong Technology and Xingyuan Technology are also leaders in their respective industries.
Tang Lixin nodded slightly, thinking secretly.
After seven or eight minutes, the car finally stopped at the intersection of the food street.
As Tang Lixin pushed open the car door, someone from the inspection office came up to him and reported, "Mr. Tang, we've already set up surveillance around the area. There's no crowding or chaos. Everyone just wants to say hello to Mr. Chen."
Hearing this, he breathed a sigh of relief, straightened the wrinkles on his shirt collar, and walked towards the night snack stall.
From a distance, I saw Chen Yansen sitting on a small stool, holding a wine glass in his hand, chatting and laughing with a middle-aged man in his thirties.
Although there were many people around, they were all very well-mannered. No one pushed forward, and only occasionally someone handed over a bottle of drink and said a word of thanks.
After noticing Tang Lixin, Meng Jie gently touched Chen Yansen's arm with her hand.
Chen Yansen looked up and saw Tang Lixin walking towards him quickly with a warm smile on his face.
"Mr. Chen, I rushed over as soon as I received the news, fearing that too many people would disrupt order."
Tang Lixin took two steps at a time and stepped forward to explain.
When the people around saw him, they immediately took a few steps back.
After all, he is the head of the Chunshen Central Office and often appears on the county TV station's evening news, so he has some deterrent effect.
Chen Yansen put down his wine glass, pointed to a stool beside him and said, "Sit down, don't stand."
Tang Lixin nodded, quickly pulled over a small stool and sat down, and even moved to the side, leaving half a body length of distance, keeping a very low posture.
As soon as he sat down, he caught a glimpse of the glass of bulk baijiu in Chen Yansen's hand. Then he remembered that he had two bottles of Maotai liquor in his car. He was about to say that he would go back and get them, but Chen Yansen interrupted him: "Don't bother, I'll just sit for a few more minutes and then leave."
With his mental strength and observation ability, he naturally saw through Tang Lixin's little thoughts.
"Mr. Chen, the production base for Orange fans and Orange air conditioners will be operational around mid-October. According to the plan, the annual output value is expected to reach 2 billion yuan."
Tang Lixin hurriedly said, and just as he was about to say something thankful, he saw Chen Yansen wave his hand and said, "Output value is secondary. The key is that the supporting industrial chain must keep up."
The annual value of goods of 2 billion is just the size of a medium-sized production base for the huge Senlian Capital.
But for Chunshen, behind this are more than 4,000 jobs, affecting the lives of tens of thousands of people.
"Mr. Chen, I know." Tang Lixin quickly agreed.
After chatting with Tang Lixin for a few more words, Chen Yansen stood up and walked towards the roadside.
Their cars were all parked in parking spaces on the street.
The people around waved and shouted with smiles on their faces: "Brother Sen, goodbye!"
Chen Yansen raised his hand to signal, responding to everyone's farewell, and then left the food street surrounded by security personnel and inspectors and went straight to the car.
Just as he reached out to open the car door and get in, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a middle-aged man in his thirties running towards him from the corner of his eye.
The two security guards reacted extremely quickly. Almost the moment the man moved, they took a step forward and stopped him three meters away.
Wang Jingtao saw that he couldn't get close to Chen Yansen at all. Without the slightest hesitation, he immediately knelt on the ground and shouted anxiously at Chen Yansen who was standing by the car, "Brother Sen, can you help me?"
Chen Yansen turned his head when he heard the voice, his eyes fell on the man in front of him, and he looked him up and down.
He was in his early thirties, about 1.78 meters tall, and dressed like a small boss, but his face was covered with scars.
There were blood stains on his ears, cheeks, mouth, nose and eye sockets, and the shirt on his chest exuded a strong smell of blood, obviously he had been beaten not long ago.
"Been beaten? I suggest you call the police first."
Chen Yansen said this and leaned over to sit in the back seat of the car.
At the same time, I thought to myself: I am not an inspector, what's the point of looking for him?
There are billions of people in this world, and all kinds of things happen every day. He is not a god, so how can he control them all?
Old Huang started the car, planning to take Mengjie home first and then take his boss to the hotel.
"Brother Sen, as long as you are willing to help me, I will do anything for you in the future! My life belongs to you."
Wang Jingtao said in a low voice.
This place is only more than 100 meters away from the food street, and several passers-by with good eyesight have noticed him kneeling on the ground and cast curious glances at him.
Chen Yansen glanced at the passersby in the food court, then looked at Wang Jingtao, frowning slightly. He immediately asked, "You're willing to sacrifice your life, so what's the hurdle you can't overcome?"
"I have parents, a wife and children. I can't fight those people."
Wang Jingtao didn't speak loudly.
He knew that if he could attract the attention of passers-by and lift Chen Yansen up, there might be a glimmer of hope.
But he was also afraid that Chen Yansen would agree on the surface for the sake of face, and then forget about it.
After all, if you put yourself in their shoes, no one would be willing to be morally blackmailed like this.
So, he waited next to the Hongqi L5 for more than half an hour, but never took a step towards the food street.
"Why should I help you?"
Chen Yansen sat in the car, looked down at Wang Jingtao and asked directly.
"Brother Sen, I've studied, run a kindergarten, and even contracted a project! If you're willing to help me, I'll do whatever you ask me to do in the future!"
Wang Jingtao knelt on the ground, raised his head, and stared at Chen Yansen, his eyes full of pleading.
"What exactly is going on?"
Chen Yansen leaned back and asked casually.
After hearing this, Wang Jingtao immediately told Chen Yansen everything he had experienced in the past two years, even including the incident of being cheated when acquiring the kindergarten.
In fact, Wang Jingtao was not too stupid, he just underestimated the dark side of third- and fourth-tier cities.
To open a kindergarten in Shanghai, as long as the procedures are complete and compliant with the law, even if there are some minor troubles, they can be easily resolved.
But in places where Brahmins and local tyrants are everywhere, foreign investors can easily be skinned and drained of their marrow.
Not to mention a small boss like Wang Jingtao, even a big boss with a net worth of over ten billion would probably have to pay a heavy price.
Only a dragon crossing the river like Chen Yansen, who has all the wisdom and skills, can suppress it firmly.
"If you can't even handle a scoundrel, it only shows that you are worthless. I can indeed handle this matter, but I'm not running a charity."
Chen Yansen said lightly.
Mengjie witnessed the whole scene, but she did not interrupt rashly.
After hearing this, Wang Jingtao felt a chill in his heart, and the last glimmer of hope was completely extinguished.
He clenched his fists and wanted to fight Cheng Jiale to the death, but as soon as the thought came to his mind, he thought of his wife and children at home.
"Old Huang, let's go."
Chen Yansen ordered.
Seeing the car door slowly closing, Wang Jingtao hurriedly shouted, "Brother Sen, if you help me once, I will do anything for you for the rest of my life."
"It's a pity you're not my employee."
Chen Yansen said meaningfully.
"Boss!" Wang Jingtao reacted very quickly, changed his words immediately, and the light in his eyes rekindled.
“I have some business in Abyssinia that is a bit risky, and I’m in need of some capable project managers.
You go there and work for three months first. If you can build up the business, I'll help you with your problem."
Chen Yansen smiled, and seeing that Wang Jingtao looked like he was about to hit the snake with a stick, he continued.
Abyssinia?
Isn't there a war going on over there?
Wang Jingtao was stunned, but he knew he had no choice.
Either sue Cheng Jiale, betting that the other party has executable property and will not be retaliated against by the other party; or follow Chen Yansen's arrangements.
He thought about it and agreed reluctantly.
Xiao Wang, give him a contact number."
Chen Yansen turned his head and gave instructions to a security guard beside him.
After saying that, he closed the car door and drove away quickly.
It's only three months. If Wang Jingtao can prove himself valuable, what's the harm in helping him out then?
(End of this chapter)
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