PFC What does Chapter 546 mean?
What does Chapter 546 mean?
Li Xiangyang told Zhu Dabiao everything that had happened recently, including the fake quality inspectors, the fake reporters, and today's fake law enforcement officers.
After hearing this, Zhu Dabiao's face turned extremely ugly: "This Zhao Jianhua is quite audacious, daring to impersonate personnel from so many departments. Boss Li, don't worry, we will definitely handle this matter seriously."
He turned to Wang Hai and the others: "You lot, you've caused trouble, come with us."
Wang Hai and others were handcuffed and pushed into a law enforcement vehicle.
After the law enforcement vehicle drove away, the villagers who had been watching burst into enthusiastic applause.
"Well done, Xiangyang!"
"That's how you deal with these bad guys!"
Li Xiangyang waved to the villagers, "Everyone, go home and do what you were doing."
Brother Liu walked up to Li Xiangyang: "Boss Li, it seems this Zhao Jianhua is indeed no pushover. Today's events are just the beginning."
Boss Chen nodded: "Brother Liu is right, Zhao Jianhua is the kind of person who won't give up until he gets what he wants."
Li Xiangyang pondered for a moment: "Boss Chen, could you help me investigate Zhao Jianhua's background regarding those connections you mentioned?"
“Of course.” Mr. Chen took out his phone. “I’ll contact someone to check right away.”
Ma Qingfu leaned closer: "Xiangyang, should we also go to the provincial capital and try to pull some strings? After all, we're on their turf; having more friends means having more options."
Li Xiangyang shook his head: "Fatty Ma, you stay here and watch the factory. Er Gou and I are going to the provincial capital."
"Go to the provincial capital?" Wang Ergou asked worriedly. "Brother Xiangyang, isn't that like walking into a trap?"
“It’s not walking into a trap, it’s taking the initiative.” Li Xiangyang’s eyes flashed coldly. “Instead of passively taking a beating here, we might as well go and check out his lair.”
Brother Liu patted Li Xiangyang on the shoulder: "Boss Li, you've got guts, I admire that. But this time when you go to the provincial capital, take a few of us brothers with you."
"Then I'll have to trouble you, Brother Liu." Li Xiangyang nodded. "But we're not going to the provincial capital to fight; we're going to negotiate."
Mr. Chen hung up the phone: "Mr. Li, I've made contact. We'll know the details about Zhao Jianhua tomorrow."
"Okay." Li Xiangyang glanced at the sky. "Then let's rest today and set off early tomorrow morning."
In the evening, Li Xiangyang returned home, where Li Xiaoyun was busy preparing dinner in the kitchen.
"Xiangyang, how did things go today?" Li Xiaoyun asked with concern.
"It's temporarily resolved." Li Xiangyang sat down next to his wife. "Xiaoyun, I'm going to the provincial capital tomorrow."
Li Xiaoyun stopped what she was doing: "Going to the provincial capital? Is it dangerous?"
"It's not dangerous, we're just going to discuss business." Li Xiangyang held his wife's hand. "With Brother Liu and the others with us, you can rest assured."
"Then be careful." Li Xiaoyun leaned on her husband's shoulder. "Xiangyang, our lives are getting better and better, but I still feel uneasy."
"Why can't you feel at ease?"
"A tall tree catches the wind," Li Xiaoyun sighed softly. "Look at what happened today. If Captain Zhu hadn't arrived in time, who knows what would have happened."
Li Xiangyang stroked his wife's long hair and said softly, "You're right. But some things can't be avoided; we can only face them."
“I know.” Li Xiaoyun snuggled closer to her husband. “I was just worried about you.”
"Don't worry, I'll be fine." Li Xiangyang gently kissed his wife's forehead.
The next morning, Li Xiangyang got up early, packed his bags, and headed straight for the provincial capital.
Li Xiangyang and Wang Ergou sat in Boss Chen's car, while Brother Liu and his men followed behind in their van.
"Brother Xiangyang, what are our plans for this trip to the provincial capital?" Wang Ergou asked somewhat nervously.
"When soldiers come, we'll block them; when water comes, we'll dam it." Li Xiangyang looked at the scenery rushing past the window. "Let's go and see who this Zhao Jianhua is."
Mr. Chen glanced at Li Xiangyang in the rearview mirror: "Mr. Li, I've made the arrangements. We'll meet at the Provincial Capital Hotel at 2 PM. I've also informed Zhao Jianhua that a major client wants to discuss cooperation with him."
Will he come?
"They'll definitely come," Boss Chen sneered. "These kinds of people are the greediest. They can't sit still when they hear there's money to be made."
The Provincial Capital Hotel was located in the most bustling area of the city center, and its twelve-story building was considered quite impressive at the time.
As soon as Li Xiangyang and his group entered the hotel lobby, a waiter greeted them.
"Are you all Mr. Chen's friends?" the waiter asked politely. "Mr. Zhao is already waiting for you in a private room on the second floor."
"You're here already?" Mr. Chen glanced at his watch. "It's only 1:30."
"It seems that Zhao Jianhua is indeed in a hurry." Li Xiangyang smiled faintly.
The elevator slowly ascended, and Li Xiangyang straightened his clothes.
"Mr. Li, don't rush to speak when we meet. Listen to what he has to say first," Mr. Chen reminded him.
“I know.” Li Xiangyang nodded.
The elevator doors opened, revealing a corridor with thick carpets and several landscape paintings hanging on the walls, giving it a stylish feel.
Pushing open the door to the private room, I found a man in his thirties sitting inside, dressed in a sharp suit, his hair neatly combed, smoking a cigar.
"Mr. Chen, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting." Zhao Jianhua stood up, a professional smile on his face.
But when his gaze fell on Li Xiangyang, his smile visibly froze.
"And who is this...?" Zhao Jianhua's voice sounded somewhat unnatural.
"This is Mr. Li," Mr. Chen introduced, "the big client I mentioned to you."
Zhao Jianhua sized Li Xiangyang up and down, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes. How could this young man who looked like a farmer be some big client?
"Mr. Li, it's an honor to meet you." Zhao Jianhua extended his hand, his tone clearly perfunctory.
Li Xiangyang grabbed the other person's hand and squeezed it hard. Zhao Jianhua frowned immediately, trying to pull his hand away but finding he couldn't budge it.
"Mr. Zhao, I've long admired your name," Li Xiangyang said casually as he released his grip.
Zhao Jianhua shook his slightly numb hand, secretly alarmed.
"Come, everyone, sit down and let's talk," Boss Chen smoothed things over. "Mr. Zhao, Mr. Li specifically wants to discuss a potential collaboration with you regarding the mountain produce business."
Zhao Jianhua's eyes lit up: "Mountain products? That's perfect, our company is also interested in dealing in that. Where is Boss Li located?"
"Xiaoliang Village."
Upon hearing the place name, Zhao Jianhua's expression changed slightly. Xiaoliang Village? Wasn't that the place that had been giving him a headache lately?
“Xiaoliang Village…” Zhao Jianhua nodded thoughtfully. “I think I’ve heard of that place before.”
Li Xiangyang coldly observed the changes in Zhao Jianhua's expression and already had a clear understanding of the situation.
"Really?" Li Xiangyang feigned ignorance. "That's perfect. President Zhao is familiar with our area, which will make cooperation much easier."
Mr. Chen watched the two men's probing questions from the sidelines, secretly amused. The negotiation hadn't even officially begun, yet the atmosphere was already tense.
"Mr. Li, I wonder how big your factory is now?" Zhao Jianhua asked tentatively.
"It's not big, just a small factory," Li Xiangyang said modestly. "The annual output value is only two or three hundred thousand."
Zhao Jianhua nearly spat out his tea. Two or three hundred thousand? That's no small sum.
“That…that’s quite a large sum.” Zhao Jianhua barely managed to maintain his composure. “I wonder what kind of cooperation Mr. Li is here in the provincial capital to discuss?”
Li Xiangyang put down his teacup and looked directly into Zhao Jianhua's eyes: "Mr. Zhao, we're both in business, so I'll be frank. I've heard that someone's been causing trouble over there lately, trying to ruin our factory."
Zhao Jianhua's expression changed: "What do you mean by that, Boss Li?"
"It's nothing, I just wanted to ask if President Zhao knows about this." Li Xiangyang's tone was calm, but his eyes grew colder and colder.