Li Yuanyuan moved very quickly.
With Jiang Yuhong's influence and the light bulb factory as a pillar of stability, no small factory owner dared to refuse them outright, no matter how much they disdained them.
After all, joining the chamber of commerce won't cost you anything.
At 2 p.m., Li Yuanyuan returned to the county and went straight into the gate of the Industry and Commerce Bureau.
When the registration application for the "Funing County Chamber of Commerce" was put on the table, the leaders of the Industry and Commerce Bureau personally received it. Upon hearing that a number of enterprises, including the light bulb factory, had already joined, the leaders shook Li Yuanyuan's hand with deep emotion.
"Women are just as capable as men, Comrade Li, you have made a great contribution to the economic development of Funing City!"
The newspaper's layout was urgently adjusted that day.
That same day, a call came from a municipal leader.
Inside the spacious reception room of the municipal building, Vice Mayor Sun Miao personally poured tea for Li Yuanyuan, his eyes filled with admiration and amazement.
"Comrade Li, I really didn't expect that the person who single-handedly brought together the first chamber of commerce in Funing County was such a young and promising woman!"
Li Yuanyuan smiled faintly, composed and unhurried.
"Mayor Sun, times have changed, and women can hold up half the sky too."
"Well said!" Vice Mayor Sun clapped his hands in praise. "The establishment of the Chamber of Commerce is a major event, and the city will give it its full support! The opening ceremony must be held, and it must be a grand and spectacular one! I will definitely attend in person to offer my congratulations!"
The meeting was very pleasant.
Li Yuanyuan secured the most valuable bargaining chip for Zhang Cheng from the authorities.
at the same time.
A jet-black Cadillac, like a silent behemoth, silently glided into Funing County and stopped outside the Treasury Bond Recycling Center.
Its massive size and domineering presence instantly silenced the entire street.
"Oh My God……"
Old Liu, who was sitting in the rattan chair, suddenly stood up, staring intently at the car, his voice trembling slightly.
Driver Lao Qian got out of the car and looked at Lao Liu's shocked expression with a face full of pride and envy.
"Old Liu, stop looking, President Jiang isn't here."
"That is..."
Old Qian shook his head and lowered his voice, saying, "This car was lent to Zhang Cheng."
He went into the store and called Zhang Cheng's pager.
A dozen minutes later, Zhang Cheng arrived.
He looked at the behemoth in front of him, which cost nearly two million, and there was no envy in his eyes, only a cold scrutiny.
This is more than just a car.
This is the chariot he is about to drive to the battlefield in Jiaxing, the battering ram he will use to knock open that tightly closed door.
"Mr. Zhang!"
Old Qian quickly stepped forward and respectfully handed over the keys.
"Mr. Zhang, Mr. Jiang asked me to tell you that the outfits you requested are all in the trunk, four sets, all top-of-the-line."
"That's thoughtful of you."
Zhang Cheng took the keys, opened the trunk, and four exquisite leather suitcases lay quietly inside.
He opened one of them, and a heavy, dark brown suit came into view, next to which was an ebony cane with a gold-plated top.
"Er Gouzi!"
Zhang Da Nao, who was already completely captivated by the Cadillac in the clothing store, scrambled out as soon as he saw Zhang Cheng.
"Big Head Bro, lend a hand, let's carry it into the store."
"Okay!"
Zhang Cheng entered the changing room.
When he came out again, the lights in the entire clothing store seemed to dim for a moment, and all the attention was focused on him alone.
The sharp suit perfectly accentuated his increasingly muscular shoulders and back, which had become even more robust after his workouts, giving him a powerful yet elegant presence.
Gold-rimmed glasses perched on his nose, behind which lay a pair of deep eyes that exuded a chilling calm.
He wasn't holding anything in his hand, but rather leaning on the gilded cane, his fingertips lightly tapping the head of the cane as if he were tapping on someone's heart.
He had a black briefcase tucked under his arm.
At this moment, he was no longer the young man who had come from the village.
He was a powerful and ruthless ruler.
"Oh my god..." Zhang Da opened his mouth wide enough to fit an egg, completely speechless.
"Where is Li Yuanyuan?" Zhang Cheng asked calmly, his voice not loud, but carrying an undeniable authority.
"N-no... I don't know," Zhang Da stammered. "Li Zhiqing hasn't come to the shop since yesterday afternoon."
Zhang Cheng raised an eyebrow slightly, but didn't ask any more questions.
He trusted Li Yuanyuan; that woman always brought him surprises.
"Keep an eye on the shop. If you get too busy, just call Qiming and the others."
"I'm going to Jiaxing."
"Call me if you need anything."
"middle!"
Zhang Cheng, carrying his boss's bag and leaning on his cane, walked out of the clothing store step by step.
He nodded slightly to Old Qian at the door.
"Old Qian, I've taken the car. All your expenses during your stay in Funing County will be on my tab."
"Thank you, Boss Zhang!" Old Qian bowed almost at a ninety-degree angle.
Zhang Cheng opened the car door and got into the driver's seat.
The engine let out a deep roar.
The Cadillac started and smoothly merged into the traffic. Its unparalleled presence made all other vehicles instinctively keep their distance.
It was as if an emperor were on a royal tour.
At the same time, in Jiaxing.
At the entrance to the national highway, seven cars were lined up in a row, creating an impressive sight.
Inside the lead car, Zhang Tian frowned, the cigarette in his hand already burned to the end.
He didn't want Zhang Cheng to come.
He knew Zhang Cheng's character all too well: he was clear about right and wrong, and when he struck, it was with overwhelming force, leaving nothing but desolation in his wake.
If someone like this comes to Jiaxing, this pool of water will probably be boiled over.
"Old Zhang, why the long face?" A middle-aged boss with a receding hairline in the passenger seat couldn't help but ask. "Didn't you say that Boss Zhang is very powerful? His arrival is a good opportunity for us to boost our influence!"
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