Although Zhu Gang's preparations for the production of Yan Yue have always been low-key, the Ye family's investment has attracted the attention of interested parties, including the Zhongjing Lu family.
Mr. Lu received news early in the morning that the Ye family had invested a sum of money in Fengcheng, apparently planning to build a bamboo product production factory. He was a little confused. Most bamboos were produced in Shuchuan. Even if the Ye family wanted to invest in bamboo products, they should go to Shuchuan. Why would they think of Fengcheng?
Is it because of Ye Cheng? Not likely. Mr. Lu denied it first, why? And why is it a bamboo product? Is there any particular reason? As the helmsman of the Lu family, Lu Hengchuan has been in the business world all his life and pays close attention to several old rivals around him. He doesn't think that old man Ye suddenly became interested in bamboo on a whim. It must be that old man Ye discovered some business opportunity.
Lu Hengchuan gave orders and asked someone to check what the Ye family had invested in, as they were keeping it a secret and not letting anyone know.
The results of the investigation soon reached Lu Hengchuan. He first saw that the Ye family had invested in 15 production lines in Fengcheng. It was said that it was a new technology that could synthesize bamboo into a steel substitute that met construction standards. This conclusion made Lu Hengchuan a little skeptical. Bamboo replacing steel? Old man Ye was not imagining things. But when he saw the partner of the Ye family behind him, he was slightly stunned.
Micro Gardening Technology Co., Ltd., Lu Lingxi. The latter name aroused his memories. Lu Hengchuan seemed to have thought of something, he pressed the button on the desk, and the assistant soon knocked on the door and came in.
"Chairman?"
"Did you compile this information?"
The assistant nodded respectfully.
"How much do you know about Micro Gardening Technology Co., Ltd."
Although the assistant was puzzled, he did not hesitate to speak fluently, "The predecessor of Micro Gardening Technology Company was a flower garden called Micro Gardening. The boss is very young, named Lu Lingxi. Micro Gardening mainly deals in flowers and green plants. They have the rights to four new varieties of plants, including the raw material of the bamboo products invested by the Ye family this time, a type of bamboo named Phyllostachys viridiflora."
Lu Hengchuan's attention fell on the word "young". After a moment of silence, he asked, "How old is Lu Lingxi?"
The assistant quickly said, "Nineteen."
Lu Hengchuan did not say anything else, but waved his hand to signal the assistant to go out first. The assistant closed the door calmly, but he was a little confused about the chairman's focus. As an old man around Lu Hengchuan, he knew some things about the Lu family. The member of the Lu family who died last year was called Lu Lingxi, and if he were alive now, he would be exactly 19 years old. Although this is a coincidence, he doesn't think it's a big deal. There are many people with the same name and surname. When Lu Lingxi was alive, he didn't have much presence in the Lu family. It's impossible that the chairman would suddenly miss him after he died, right?
As the assistant left, the office fell silent again. Lu Hengchuan's eyes fell on the information in his hand again. Fengcheng, nineteen years old, Lu Lingxi, if one of them was not a big deal, but when the three coincided together, could this person be the child from that year?
Lu Hengchuan thought about it and made a phone call, instructing his subordinates to help him check this Lu Lingxi. Regardless of whether Lu Lingxi was the same kid back then, there was always something strange about the cooperation between the Ye family and him. Bamboo steel? Bamboo that can replace steel? Old man Ye is quite ambitious!
Lu Lingxi was unaware of the undercurrents in Zhongjing. Early on Saturday morning, he received a call from Zheng Xinhe, who had already arrived in Fengcheng.
The plants in the laboratory will be transplanted to the field in two days, but Zheng Xinhe is still a little worried and wants to come to Fengcheng to take a look. Hearing that Lu Lingxi and Yan Yue are both in the flower garden, Zheng Xinhe doesn't let them pick him up, but takes a taxi to Lingshui Village.
The driver was very enthusiastic along the way. Hearing Zheng Xinhe's accent, he didn't sound like a local, and said to him with some pride: "How is it? Our Fengcheng environment is pretty good, right?"
Zheng Xinhe glanced at the green belt outside and nodded.
The driver got even more excited. "Have you been to Fengcheng before? If you have, you will know that our Fengcheng has changed dramatically in the past year. At this time last year, the sky was still full of smog, but this year, you see, it has been blue for almost two weeks in a row. There was just a little bit of haze a while ago, but it was quickly blown away by the wind. The air is really good. I remember that I only saw such a blue sky when I was a child. I didn't expect that after so many years, I would catch up with it again. Speaking of this blue sky, we have to talk about our mayor, it's this one."
The driver gave Zheng Xinhe a thumbs up while driving. "Just tell me how many small factories the new mayor has closed down under pressure. When they were first closed down, the people there were making a fuss and wanted to petition. What about now? If anyone dares to make a fuss, the neighbors will spit at them and drown them. What do we ordinary people want? Isn't it just to have food and clothes to live a few more years in a good environment and a good mood? Don't you agree?"
The driver didn't need Zheng Xinhe's agreement, he just kept talking all the way. Zheng Xinhe didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he hadn't even said a word yet, he was already listening to the driver, not even feeling thirsty.
When they were about to leave the city, they saw that the road ahead was a little congested, and half of the road was blocked. "What's going on ahead?" Zheng Xinhe asked.
The driver leaned over to take a look and said with a smile, "Hey, it's okay. The sanitation workers are weeding. It's strange, the plants grow fast in a good environment. You didn't see the section we just came over. We just weeded it a few days ago. The green trees on both sides of the road have grown to a height of one person, and the flowers are big and fragrant. My son said they are more beautiful than those in the park. There is a community in the north of the city. You know it? It used to be the most dilapidated old community. Only people with little money lived there. Anyway, they were poor. As a result, I don't know what happened to the community. Now the environment is good. It's like an ecological botanical garden. There are birds singing and flowers everywhere. Living in the community can probably extend your life by ten years. A few days ago, I heard them say that the housing prices in the community have soared to 20,000 yuan per square meter. Our most expensive Shida Plaza is only 15,000 yuan. Do you think the people living there have become rich?"
He changed the topic smoothly. Zheng Xinhe smiled as he listened, knowing that the driver was talking about the community where Lu Lingxi lived. Zheng Xinhe had been there once and was also shocked by the environment in the community. Although Fengcheng's overall environment is good now, the environment of that community is still very conspicuous. He did see a lot of agents active in the community when he went there, but it is said that there are not many people willing to sell houses. Most residents are still waiting for the price to rise again.
The driver drove slowly while talking to Zheng Xinhe. When they passed the road next to them, Zheng Xinhe saw that the roadside was full of weeds and the sanitation workers were busy spreading herbicides. He was moved and asked, "Do you think these weeds affect your life?"
"What impact does this have?" The driver thought Zheng Xinhe's idea was strange. "Isn't it just a little more trouble to cut grass? The cut grass is not wasted, it is all sent to the breeding farm in Xicheng. In the past, we were worried about the feed being fed indiscriminately in the breeding farm, but now we know that the cattle and sheep there are eating this kind of pure natural grass, so we can rest assured about eating meat. Don't you think it's killing two birds with one stone?"
Zheng Xinhe found this interesting and had never expected it to be possible. He couldn't help but laugh along with the driver.
The two of them left the city quickly. The driver probably rarely met outsiders like Zheng Xinhe, so he excitedly talked to him all the way. When they were about to reach Lingshui Village, the driver motioned Zheng Xinhe to look ahead, "See, that big willow tree is Lingshui Village. There is a flower garden next to the big willow tree. The flowers there are famous for their good quality."
Zheng Xinhe smiled. He didn't expect micro gardening to be so famous. However, he did not see any signs of drought in Fengcheng. Before, in the city, the sanitation workers watered the plants on time. But after walking so far out of the city, the seedlings on both sides of the road were growing well. Even the barren land had lush weeds. No one watered it. Zheng Xinhe felt strange, "Has it rained in Fengcheng recently?"
"Raining? No, it's been almost a month and I haven't seen a drop of rain." The driver denied it.
"It's not raining?" Zheng Xinhe looked outside in confusion, and he himself was confused.
When they arrived at the entrance of Lingshui Village, Yan Yue was already waiting there. Zheng Xinhe couldn't take his eyes off the car. It was early March when he came here before. Although Lingshui Village was full of green, much more lively than the gray surroundings, it was still a bit monotonous. Now it is different. Many wild flowers that Zheng Xinhe couldn't name are blooming at the entrance of the village. The flowers of various colors are competing with each other for beauty, like a small sea of flowers.
"Director Zheng." Yan Yue greeted Zheng Xinhe politely.
Zheng Xinhe perked up immediately when he saw Yan Yue, "Where's Xiaoxi?"
"Xiao Xi is in the flower garden. Should we go up the mountain now or later?"
Zheng Xinhe was a little hesitant. He was originally worried that the drought in Fengcheng would affect the reproduction of bamboo, but based on what he saw along the way, it seemed that there was no shortage of water at all as Lu Lingxi said, so there was no need to go up the mountain again.
When he hesitated like this, Yan Yue had already seen what he meant. "Why don't we go sit in the flower garden first? Ye Kang is here too, so Director Zheng can ask about the progress of the production line."
"OK."
Yan Yue took Zheng Xinhe back to the flower garden. In the yard, Erha was dragging Ye Kang out for a walk. Erha was quite strong. Ye Kang was pulling Erha's rope tightly and was about to be dragged to the ground by Erha. Ye Kang was a little helpless. He had just taken Erha for a run outside in the morning and had only rested for a few minutes. As a result, Erha heard the barking of dogs outside and wanted to go out again. He thought about the embarrassing situation in the morning when Erha ran in front and couldn't be pulled no matter how hard he tried, and he was unwilling to go out again.
"Erha is obedient."
The Husky couldn't drag Ye Kang, so it changed its strategy and jumped lightly onto Ye Kang, licking him and calling out, showing great enthusiasm.
This was the scene Yan Yue saw when he came in. He was a little amused, "Where are Xiaoxi and Dahei?"
When Xiaoxi is around, Erha mostly stays around Xiaoxi. When Dahei is around, Erha doesn't dare to make such a fuss.
Ye Kang finally pushed Erha's furry head away, nodded politely at Zheng Xinhe, and looked at Yan Yue, "Xiaoxi is on the phone in the back, it seems Fang Lei is looking for him."
"Fang Lei?"
Yan Yue hasn't seen Fang Lei for a while. Is there anything he wants to talk to Xiaoxi about?
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