Chapter 755 I'll give you 5 million, and you actually dare to take it? Six hundred thousand bodyguards, are you afraid of a local tyrant like you?
On November 27, a silver and blue Hongqi L5 sped past on the Chuxin Expressway.
The autumn wind howled, and as far as the eye could see, everything was withered and yellow.
The rice has long been harvested, leaving only clumps of remnant roots in the fields.
Huian hasn't changed much; the highway is still a two-lane road.
The birch trees on both sides of the road swayed in the wind, and the temperature was noticeably several degrees lower than in Luzhou.
Ye Qiuping sat to the side and opened a box of pre-washed and chopped fruit.
She picked up a piece of mango with a fork, held it to Chen Yansen's lips, and softly called out, "Boss."
Chen Yansen withdrew his gaze, opened his mouth and bit into the fruit, then instructed Huang Boxiang in the driver's seat: "Old Huang, take a detour around Beishan first, then enter the city."
"Yes, boss," Old Huang replied immediately.
The signing and unveiling ceremony for Orange Spring Shen Farm is at 2 PM. Since it's still early, Chen Yansen plans to visit his mother first, and then see Old Chen.
It's only a little over an hour's drive from Luzhou to Chunshen. In the blink of an eye, the car exited the highway and headed towards Beishan.
Compared to four years ago, the number of private cars in Chunshen has increased several times.
When we passed the T-junction, we were stuck in traffic for several minutes.
Locals can be seen riding OFO shared e-bikes on the street from time to time.
Some people were wearing windbreakers, while others were wrapped in thin down jackets. The weather is changeable during the transition from autumn to winter, and people's clothing styles are quite varied.
Many passersby raised their hands to greet the uniquely colored Hongqi L5.
Netizens often say that Liu Qiangdong's status in his hometown of Suqian is comparable to that of Xiang Yu, and Chen Yansen's prestige in Shanghai is no less.
By relying solely on Pinduoduo's agricultural assistance program, the branch factories for Orange Electric Vehicles and Orange Fans, and the newly built customer service center in the outer city that can accommodate 3,000 employees, Chen Yansen has provided more than 8,000 direct jobs for the local area, and has also driven as many as 50,000 to 60,000 indirect jobs.
It should be noted that the total permanent population inside and outside Chun Shen is only a few hundred thousand.
In other words, at least a third of the people here depend on Chen Yansen for their livelihood.
In addition, he donated money and goods to Experimental Primary School, Chun Shen No. 2 Middle School and Chun Shen No. 3 Middle School, benefiting many teachers and students, so it is normal that he is popular.
Chen Yansen rolled down the car window and responded with a smile.
He suddenly realized that these people's demands were actually very simple.
As long as you can provide a job that requires 12 hours of work per day and a monthly income of seven or eight thousand yuan, everyone will be grateful to you.
But seven or eight thousand dollars converted into US dollars is only a little over a thousand.
With that in mind, he took out his phone and sent a message to the Orange Supermarket executives group, asking Byron and Hou Yi to send a team to open a supermarket each inside and outside Chun Shen city, thereby providing more job opportunities.
As for the small vendors in the farmers' market, he could only apologize in his heart.
After all, how much money can you make in a vegetable market, where it's sweltering in the summer and freezing in the winter, with drafts coming from all sides?
It would be better to join Senlian Capital and work for Boss Chen; that would provide a more secure life.
If an ordinary supermarket lacks background and connections, it is likely to stumble if it rashly expands its market.
But Chen Yansen didn't care at all!
Because Yunsu Express and Kuaipao Takeaway together employ more than 600,000 full-time staff.
Since ancient times, security escort agencies have never been easy to mess with.
In modern times, the镖局 (bodyguard agency) has a new name: 快递 (express delivery)!
Chen Feilei, the former owner of Sufeng Express, hired someone to run over Liao Wei with a car.
If Chen Yansen hadn't stopped him, Chen Feilei would have had his account cancelled that very night, and he wouldn't have had any chance to go in and operate the sewing machine.
Therefore, Orange Supermarket only needs to deal with the central government; there is absolutely no need to worry about local bullies daring to cause trouble.
If there are truly fearless individuals, it would be quite reasonable for the tens of thousands of truck drivers at Yunsu Express to "accidentally" kill a few people under "unexpected" circumstances.
Just a month ago, when Orange Supermarket opened its Jinling branch, someone actually dared to come to the door demanding a "cleaning fee".
As a result, the people who arrived in the morning were all taken to the inspection station before lunchtime.
There's no way around it; there are always some fools who think that multinational giants like Senlian Capital are easy to bully.
Ten minutes later, the car drove into Beishan Cemetery.
It was late November, and the morning mist had just dissipated, leaving the mountainsides ablaze with color, like a sea of burning fire.
A few ginkgo trees are scattered among them, making them particularly eye-catching.
Ye Qiuping got out of the car first, took out the white chrysanthemums, ghost money and yellow paper that she had prepared in advance from the trunk, and then laid a dark-colored woolen mat in front of the tombstone.
Looking at his mother in the photo, Chen Yansen thought to himself, "Mom, I asked you to appear in my dream, but you haven't said anything. I'll bring your grandson or granddaughter to see you next year."
The photo shows a young woman in her early twenties, with a gentle demeanor, wearing a linen dress.
He had never met his mother, but he thought that if the woman his father had remembered for a lifetime were still alive, she must have been a good mother.
From childhood to adulthood, he had always envied the family environment of Wang Zihao and Wang Ziyan.
They weren't wealthy, but they had both parents and lived a lively life.
Unlike him, whose father had to close the bookstore to attend every parent-teacher conference when he was a child.
A classmate once asked him, "Why have I never seen your mother?"
So when he was a child, he always urged Old Chen to find him a stepmother.
It wasn't until he grew up that he realized this, and thankfully Old Chen didn't listen to him.
Now, the motivation for asking Old Chen to find a partner is entirely different.
The main reason is that I don't want to see Old Chen living alone until he's seventy or eighty years old.
A man in his forties isn't considered old.
At this moment, Ye Qiuping knelt on the mat and respectfully kowtowed three times.
A few maple leaves were swept up by the wind and drifted to the grave.
Chen Yansen bent down and picked up a few leaves, and soon folded them into the shape of a rose.
After Ye Qiuping finished burning the paper money and yellow paper, more than a dozen maple leaves had been folded into flowers in front of the tombstone.
"Let's go, the wind on the mountain is too cold."
Chen Yansen pulled Ye Qiuping up, and the two got into the car together, heading towards the city.
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The entrance to the Guobin Bookstore was deserted; not even a bird could be seen.
Since Chun Shen No. 1 Middle School, Chun Shen No. 2 Middle School, Chun Shen No. 3 Middle School, and Experimental Primary School moved out of the inner city one after another, the bookstore's business has plummeted by 99%.
Although Tang Lixin specially found a new shop for Chen Guobin at the entrance of Chun Shen No. 1 Middle School in the outer city, Chen Guobin refused it.
The business in Beiyi Lane started because of the school, and naturally declined after the school closed down.
Old Chen sat on a small stool, holding a folk guitar in his arms. His fingers unconsciously plucked the strings lightly, without any particular method. The melody, like him, had an old-fashioned feel to it.
With a "rip" sound!
The glass door was pushed open from the outside, and Chen Yansen stepped in.
"When did you get back?" Chen Guobin looked up and asked casually.
"Just got back. The company has leased 20,000 mu of land in Shaobei Town and is planning to set up a farm."
Chen Yansen stepped forward, pulled over a chair, and sat down.
"Are you tired?" Chen Guobin paused and asked with concern.
He rarely calls Chen Yansen and his knowledge of his son mostly comes from news reports, knowing that Senlian Capital's businesses are expanding.
He had never run a company before, but running just a bookstore was already incredibly difficult and troublesome, let alone his son managing a conglomerate with over a million employees.
"It's alright." Chen Yansen changed the subject: "The school has all moved to the outer city. If you stay here, can you sell a single book a day?"
“I’m used to living in the city and don’t want to move,” Chen Guobin replied.
"I'll go have lunch with you," Chen Yansen said.
“Then I’ll close the door,” Chen Guobin said, putting down his guitar and standing up.
at the same time.
Inside the Sun Family Compound in Shaobei Town.
Sun Zhaohui held his phone, his eyes fixed on the bank's deposit notification.
A full five million!
"Hey, I thought Senlian Capital was some big shot. I asked for five million, and they dared not give it to me?"
Sun Zhaohui grinned, his face full of smugness.
Sun Zhaohui had already leased 1,300 mu of land in Shaobei Town, with an early rent of 400 yuan per mu.
In the past two years, more people have gone to the city to work, resulting in a lot of land being left uncultivated. However, the number of people contracting land has increased, and the contracting fee per mu has risen from before to 600 yuan.
But this price has basically reached its peak!
The yield of rice per mu is only about 1,000 jin, and even including ratooning rice, it is at most 1,500 to 2,000 jin per year.
Selling the rice will bring in a maximum of 2,000 yuan. After deducting labor and fertilizer costs, the profit per mu is only 300 to 400 yuan. With the agricultural input subsidy, it might exceed 400 yuan.
Based on this calculation, he can earn a steady 400,000 to 500,000 yuan a year, but if he encounters a year with a poor harvest, he will lose money.
Unfortunately, his 1,300 mu of land happened to fall within the planned area of Orange Agriculture and Animal Husbandry Technology.
The county government intervened and offered to help him exchange his land for 1,300 mu of new land. Orange Farm was also willing to compensate him 300 yuan per mu.
But Sun Zhaohui seized the opportunity and made an exorbitant demand, insisting on a transfer fee of 5 million yuan.
He thought the other party would try to negotiate the price, but to his surprise, Orange Farm transferred the money so readily.
Damn it, I should have known it would cost 10 million!
Sun Zhaohui thought to himself with a smug satisfaction.
No wonder he's the world's richest man; even a few bits of meat stuck in his teeth make him feel stuffed.
"Knock knock knock—!" A series of urgent knocks sounded on the door.
Who is it?
Sun Zhaohui snapped out of his daze and shouted irritably.
He was a notorious local bully in Shaobei, who made his fortune through sand mining, construction, and KTV businesses. He was used to acting arrogantly and always spoke in a condescending manner, looking down on people.
"Knock knock knock—!" This time the sound was louder, even sounding like banging on the door.
"Oh shit!"
Sun Zhaohui walked over cursing and suddenly pulled open the iron gate.
There were seven or eight inspectors standing outside the door, their faces stern.
"Sun Zhaohui, come with us." The senior inspector in charge said bluntly.
"Captain Liu, what's going on? Why all this fuss? I'll arrange for everyone to have tea at Jin Ding Bay tonight."
Upon realizing that the visitor was hostile, Sun Zhaohui immediately put on a grinning face.
"Golden Peak Bay? Mr. Sun, let's talk about it in ten years."
The inspector sneered.
In his view, Sun Zhaohui was simply drunk and had no choice but to provoke Orange Agriculture and Animal Husbandry Technology.
Their parent company is Senlian Capital, a top-tier enterprise in the province. Chen Yansen is a business tycoon who rides in the same car as Mr. Han.
Let alone Sun Zhaohui, even if Tang Lixin stood in front of Chen Yansen, he would have to obediently call him "Mr. Chen".
Ten years from now?
Upon hearing this, Sun Zhaohui immediately panicked and struggled desperately, yelling, "Why are you arresting me?" His phone even fell to the ground.
Inspector Liu picked up the phone and saw the bank transfer notification. He looked at Sun Zhaohui with the eyes of someone looking at an idiot: "Extorting five million, the circumstances are extremely serious! Add to that the case of you stealing construction projects a few years ago, adjust your mindset and go learn a trade."
After saying that, he shouted sternly, "Take him away!"
Hearing the commotion, the neighbors peeked out and inquired about the situation.
Before long, the whole story spread.
"Holy crap! Is Sun Zhaohui really crazy? They offered him five million, and he actually dared to accept it!"
"Everyone who travels north and south knows that Senlian Capital owns express delivery and food delivery services. In ancient times, they would be like bodyguards. How could he dare to mess with such people?"
"This guy has been acting arrogantly for too long; finally, someone has to teach him a lesson!"
The residents were discussing it animatedly.
Some people who had been bullied by Sun Zhaohui immediately bought two strings of 1,000-shot firecrackers upon hearing the news and rushed home to celebrate.
Inside the Yunsu Express service station in the town, Wu Lei and Hu Peng exchanged a smile.
They had heard a few days ago that the company wanted to rent land nearby, but someone was unwilling to transfer the lease.
Unexpectedly, just two days later, this person was arrested.
If they encounter a legitimate business, Orange Agriculture and Animal Husbandry Technology has no choice but to find another piece of land.
But Sun Zhaohui is not a clean person!
A few years ago, they even leased fish ponds and held cash-based lotteries, which was basically gambling.
His sand pit and engineering businesses were all shady dealings.
They're the type who's fine if you don't investigate, but once you do, they're riddled with problems.
"Brother Lei, do you think Brother Sen will come to Shaobei?"
Hu Peng suddenly asked.
"I doubt it. A small farm of 20,000 mu may look big, but in the eyes of the boss, it's probably nothing."
Wu Lei thought for a moment and then said.
The two stayed in Shaobei for more than two years, earning about 10,000 yuan a month.
This salary is already at the very top of the pyramid in rural areas.
In the past two years, the two of them went on blind dates and got married one after another. His wife also got a job at Chun Shen's fan factory. The whole family worked for Chen Yansen.
"That's true, but I really want to meet Brother Sen. We're both in our early twenties, how come there's such a big difference between people?"
Hu Peng remarked with emotion.
"Because you're stupid," Wu Lei joked with him.
No sooner had the words left his mouth than a noisy conversation came from outside the door: "Hurry, hurry! Chen Yansen's car has arrived in Shaobei! Tang Lixin is with him!"
"He's the richest man! We have to go check him out!"
"Old Zhang, wait for me!"
"Brother Sen really came?"
Wu Lei and Hu Peng looked at each other, both somewhat surprised.
On the other side.
Tang Lixin accompanied Chen Yansen out of the car. While introducing the agricultural structure of Shaobei Town to Chen Yansen, he pointed to the water not far away and said, "Mr. Chen, the land along the shore of Shaobei Town relies entirely on this lake for irrigation."
The 20,000 mu of land he coordinated for Chen Yansen were all close to the highway, which would facilitate mechanized operation and transportation.
Previously, cultivating 20,000 mu of land required two to three thousand laborers, but now, with large machinery, fifty or sixty people are enough.
“For farmers who transfer their land, each household should apply for one position, and I will provide them with a job opportunity based on their abilities.”
Chen Yansen looked at Tang Lixin and said.
"Then on behalf of everyone, I would like to express my gratitude to Mr. Chen."
Tang Lixin replied with a smile.
He knew in his heart that even if he went to Chun Shen to work as a customer service representative or a full-time food delivery driver, he could still earn at least five or six thousand yuan a month.
Chen Yansen has thought things through far too thoroughly!
At 2 p.m. that day, Orange Agriculture and Animal Husbandry Technology officially signed a contract with Chun Shen Central Company to lease the land for 30 years at a price of 600 yuan per mu.
At the same time, in Senlian Science and Technology Park, Orange Agriculture and Animal Husbandry Technology officially established a subsidiary of a biotechnology company, mainly responsible for breeding, planting, raising and resource utilization research and development.
(End of this chapter)
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