As night fell, a black car was speeding down the road.

Jiang Hua was sitting in the passenger seat, and the driver was his secretary Gan Tiantian.

"Brother-in-law, if you feel sick to your stomach, open the car window."

Gan Tiantian said with a concerned tone.

The two of them had just finished a dinner. Zhao Feng from the city took the lead and brought together several team members who were in charge of today's negotiations on Xiyuan Mining. They all had a meal at the city guest house.

Zhao Feng is quite reserved, and the remaining middle-aged uncles are experienced veterans at the dinner table, and they often use various tricks to persuade them to drink.

Jiang Hua accidentally drank too much and couldn't drive home by himself, so he had to ask Gan Tiantian to take him back.

"It's okay, your brother-in-law's drinking capacity is not as bad as you think."

Jiang Hua just sat silently, thinking about something.

When dinner was late, Zhao Feng sat next to him. Halfway through the meal, he talked to him about things in Liutang Town.

This is normal. This is the domestic dinner table culture. Chatting while eating, both public and private matters.

When Zhao Feng mentioned Liutang Town, he was a little worried, saying that the clan power there was too strong, and the surrounding environment was complicated, and besides rare earth mines, the local area also lacked other pillars of the economy.

He was a little worried. Although Fu Yu's illegal mining gang was wiped out now, in two or three years, who can guarantee that there won't be another Fu Yu coming out?

Money is exciting, and as the market for rare earth minerals continues to rise, this is very possible.

Jiang Hua understood that Zhao Feng's worries were not unreasonable. Two thousand years later in the previous life, when the country vigorously rectified rare earth mines, Liutang Town was abolished.

Although this is a situation where the Fu family has been in business for many years and cannot get rid of its big tail, it also illustrates from the side that the problems in Liutang Town cannot be solved by removing just one Fu Yu.

However, the current situation is somewhat different from the previous life. Fu Yu's illegal mining gang was eliminated ten years in advance, and the problems in Liutang Town are far from serious enough to have to be eliminated.

But to be prepared for a rainy day, some preventive work must still be done in advance.

After all, the core of the problem lies in the fact that the clans in Liutang Town are too powerful. They always form groups when encountering problems and are particularly xenophobic. This is not conducive to management.

At the end of the meal, Zhao Feng revealed some of his thoughts. He wanted to make some rectifications to Liutang Town, but he didn't have a clue how to do it specifically. He wanted Jiang Hua to help him think about it.

Jiang Hua had been thinking about this matter when he sat in the car just now. Gan Tiantian thought he had an upset stomach, so she didn't say anything.

"The provincial capital has changed quite a lot in the past two years."

Jiang Hua looked out the car window and sighed.

He didn't have a clue about the matters in Liutang Town for the time being, so he threw them aside.

"Brother-in-law, the renovation of the old city is a big game. No matter how the provincial capital changes in the future, your presence will never be erased."

Gan Tiantian said in an admiring tone.

Before Jiang Hua appeared, she was an ordinary real estate sales girl with an ordinary family background. If nothing unexpected happened, she would live an ordinary life like most ordinary people.

But all this changed in the summer of last year.

Although she is just a secretary now, she has also participated in the renovation of the old city, and has left her mark in the changes of the city.

"Is there any news over there, Miss Wang?"

Jiang Hua demolished the deaf-mute school and left it to Wang Meiren to solve the problem, which was considered an idle move.

It's good to have something to gain, but there's nothing to lose if there's nothing to gain.

"Nothing happened, brother-in-law. Did she run away by playing tricks?"

Gan Tiantian had read the demolition negotiation records of the deaf-mute school and knew that this was a hot potato and would be very difficult to solve.

"Probably not. She is the kind of person who is particularly good at seizing opportunities. Besides, she is not alone. There is an old fox hiding behind her."

Jiang Hua took some free time this afternoon to learn more about Zhongjian's information.

Sun Sheng, the current general manager of Zhongjian, jumped into his sight. He really didn't know that Wang Meiren's uncle was actually him.

He now suddenly understood why the Beauty Group suddenly rose up in just two or three years in his previous life and had assets exceeding tens of billions.

This Sun Sheng is not a simple person. Two thousand years ago, he had always been very low-key and his reputation was not prominent in the provincial capital.

But two thousand years later, this guy founded Luyuan Real Estate. In the golden decade of real estate development, Luyuan Real Estate has been making rapid progress. Luyuan Real Estate has blossomed all over the country, with a market value of over 100 billion.

Jiang Hua was looking forward to it now. The Bai An family, a tough household, met the pair of Wang Mei and Sun Sheng. When the two sides collided, he wanted to know who would lose and who would win.

"Tiantian, how's the investigation going on with the public construction project accounts?"

He thought for a moment and asked.

"Because we did not handle the accounts ourselves, there are some remaining issues that are not easy to investigate, but I have entrusted a professional auditing company and I believe the results will be available soon."

Gantiantian replied holding the steering wheel with both hands.

"Well, when the money will be settled depends on whether Sun Sheng can help me. As long as he can help me solve the trouble of demolition, everything will be easy."

Jianghua now has no one available, and the demolition is the most troublesome thing, and not just anyone can do it.

If nothing else, let’s just say that old people like Lao Du were restrained and seemed powerless when dealing with the renovation of old cities.

Unless Jiang Hua is as shameless as He Zhicheng and solves all problems with violence, but this obviously goes against his original intention.

"Brother-in-law, we're here."

Gan Tiantian parked the car downstairs in Jianghua.

"Go up and sit down and chat with your sister."

Jianghua invites.

Gan Tiantian is not only his secretary, but also the daughter of Aunt Su Zhirou. The two families have this kind of relationship, so many times, the two of them get along without being as rigid as their superiors.

"I won't go up. It's getting late. You should rest early."

Sweet and sweet declined.

"Then drive back and be careful on the road."

Jiang Hua opened the door and got out of the car.

She has been very busy at work recently, and the secretary seemed a little tired. I asked her to go back early so that she could rest early.

"Brother-in-law, I'm leaving then. I'll come to pick you up tomorrow."

Gan Tiantian said hello, started the car and left.

When he returned home, Jiang Hua found that the lights in the living room and dining room were on, and his wife and mother were cleaning the house. There must have been guests at home, and the snacks and fruit plates on the coffee table had not been cleared away yet.

"Mom, are there any guests at home today?"

Jianghua stood at the entrance to change his shoes.

"I went back to the village some time ago and tidied up the old house. You don't know, but the house is so filthy. It has been unoccupied for a long time and is covered with spider webs."

Zhao Guilan rambled on, talking about her trip the past few days.

Jiang Hua blinked in confusion. He asked if there were guests at home. His mother answered the question inappropriately. Why were they talking about the old house?

"After cleaning up the house, I went to your Uncle Ding's house to pay New Year's greetings. No, your Uncle Ding came over to pay me New Year's greetings again."

Zhao Guilan rambled on for a while and finally returned to the topic.

"Uncle Ding is here, why didn't you inform me that when we set up a garment factory, thanks to his help, he rented the warehouse in the village to me."
Chapter completed!