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Zhao Chengdong was furious, but he couldn't get angry. You didn't know it yourself, so why should you let all these subordinates know it?

Just as he was so cold that his face turned blue, the township party committee secretary Zhao Dezhi and Chen Zhiming walked in with a smile and looked here instinctively.

"Zhiming, have you heard about Master Qiu's instant noodle factory?" Feng Jicai was full of confidence in Chen Zhiming. When he saw him come in, he shouted loudly.

Chen Zhiming was stunned for a moment. When he was hesitating, Feng Jicai continued: "Sui Cheng Township Mayor doesn't know about such a big thing. I really don't believe it!"

This sentence is quite clear, just tell Chen Zhiming that you should know. But what Feng Jicai is waiting for was Chen Zhiming's slightly trembling voice: "...what? What Master Qiu? I haven't heard of it."

Chen Zhiming's panic almost made everyone see it, and the facts were exposed: he knew about this matter. Zhao Zhizhi didn't say anything, but he lowered his eyebrows and looked as if he was about to become an air trying hard to avoid it, which made Feng Jicai no longer confident in him.

"Haha, it seems that no one has heard of it, so forget it." Zhao Chengdong smiled tolerantly, and then said to Cheng Jiemin: "Master Jiemin, the establishment of the instant noodles factory in Qiu Shijun is a good thing for our village. You should pay more attention to it, oh, and see if there is anything that needs the assistance of our township government."

"Okay, Secretary Zhao." Cheng Jiemin nodded with a smile.

With Cheng Jiemin and the others leaving, Feng Jicai closed the door of Zhao Chengdong's office and said to Zhao Chengdong very angrily: "Secretary Zhao, not only Cheng Jiemin knows, but even Sun Yuanqi and the others must also know about this. They are colluding to fool you..."

"Cheng Jiemin is referring to a deer as a horse!" Feng Jicai said angrily, and Zhao Chengdong waved his hand tiredly to stop him. Zhao Chengdong cannot be serious about this kind of thing. What's the use of being serious about it? Apart from making him seem incompetent, Zhao Chengdong is just a group of people below to confuse the public.

Feng Jicai's thoughts flashed. Cheng Jiemin's method of referring to a deer as a horse. Who are he trying to target? Is he targeting himself? Feng Jicai is quite self-aware. Although he has taken the position of director of the National People's Congress, the difference between Cheng Jiemin is not a small matter.

Cheng Jiemin is showing off his face to Zhao Chengdong. He is telling Zhao Chengdong this way. What happened in the countryside is my surname Cheng. My surname is Cheng and I can still tell you one thing. Do you think, why is this surname Cheng so much like Meng Degong?

Just as he was about to give Zhao Chengdong some comfort, someone knocked on the door: "Is Secretary Zhao here? I am Qiu Shijun."

When I opened the door, I saw Qiu Shijun wearing a suit and holding a artificial leather bag in his hand. At this time, Qiu Shijun was quite like a peasant entrepreneur. As soon as I entered the door, he said, "Haha, Secretary Zhao, I'm here to report the good news to you and Mayor Cheng. We guys have set up an instant noodles company, a small deal!"

This guy Qiu Shijun cannot be underestimated. This guy smiled, but his belly was full of the cunning of farmers. Feng Jicai said secretly, Cheng Jiemin, Cheng Jiemin, you are going to do the pointing deer as a horse to the end!

It was a bit stuffy on summer nights. Cheng Jiemin didn't want to stay in the office, so he moved a chair and sat under the trees in the courtyard to enjoy the cool air. As soon as he brewed the tea that Gu Xixi sent from Tianpeng City, Lao Cao from the kitchen came over with half a cut watermelon.

"Captain Cheng, I soaked the watermelon in well water for a long time, and it was just right at this time." Lao Cao put down the watermelon and said with a smile.

Cheng Jiemin took a piece of watermelon from the tray and took a bite. He felt a cool sweetness soaked in his heart and lungs, which felt a refreshing feeling.

"Haha, Lao Cao, this melon is good!" Cheng Jiemin said with a smile while signaling Lao Cao to sit down in the position next to him.

Although Lao Cao sat down, he seemed a little restrained. He smiled silly and said, "If you like it, I will give you one more tomorrow!"

"The air in our countryside is fresh, and the melons are pure natural and pollution-free, and the taste is the most primitive sweet. It is not easy to eat a piece of melon like this in Tianyuan City!" Cheng Jiemin felt that Lao Cao seemed to have something to say to him, and deliberately slowed down the atmosphere of his speech.

After accompanying Cheng Jiemin to eat another piece of watermelon, Lao Cao stuttered: "Cometown Chief Cheng, I am a little stupid and I have a little late to realize it in many things. The instant noodles factory, the ones with good reputation here seem to have invested in it. My wife at home has a little bit of a sage and wants to earn a share, but...but..."

Lao Cao ate for a long time, but he didn't say anything, but Cheng Jiemin understood his meaning.

Cheng Jiemin was very confident about this instant noodle factory. He understood what Lao Cao meant. In addition, Lao Cao had been pretty good to him for more than half a year, so he smiled and said, "Just mention this matter to Qiu Shijun."

"Then... can I tell him, have I reported this to you?" Old Cao looked at Cheng Jiemin with a hint of urgency in his eyes.

"Then what's wrong?" Cheng Jiemin said lightly.

The stone in Lao Cao's heart suddenly fell to the ground. He helped Cheng Jiemin pick up a piece of watermelon and said, "Minister, you can eat this piece, this piece is sweet."

In the village, Lao Cao's news was not blocked. A few days ago, he knew that Qiu Shijun was planning to start an instant noodle factory and asked someone to invest, but he was very hesitant at the time and didn't know whether he should invest.

When the breakdown is constantly, I will suffer the chaos. Now I missed the great opportunity. When Lao Cao gritted his teeth and made up his mind, the daylily was cold and Qiu Shijun had completed the registration.

Because of this, Lao Cao was hung up by his wife for a week. Every night when he returned home, he slept in awkwardly on the small board bed. Lao Cao regretted it so much that his intestines were blushed. He wanted to go to Qiu Shijun himself, but he felt that he didn't seem to have such a big face, so he found Cheng Jiemin.

He knew in his heart that the reason why Qiu Shijun could attract so many people was entirely because Township Mayor Cheng. As long as Township Mayor Cheng spoke, Qiu Shijun did not disagree.

Just as Lao Cao was fulfilling his wish and was about to leave happily, Luo Sanjin and Liu Jinshan walked in quickly, and in Luo Sanjin's hand, it seemed that he was still carrying a bucket of oil.

"Cometown Mayor Cheng, I have something to tell you!" Luo Sanjin came to Cheng Jiemin and said in a hurried voice.

Lao Cao knew that Luo Sanjin was different now. Although Lao Cao was itchy and wanted to know what he said to Township Mayor Cheng, he knew better that he shouldn't know, so he would rather inquire less.

"Old Luo sat down first, eat a piece of melon and talked slowly." Cheng Jiemin saw Luo Sanjin's expression and knew that there was something important to him. However, he still said calmly to Luo Sanjin.

Luo Sanjin did not eat watermelon. Instead, he put the barrel of oil in front of Cheng Jiemin and said, "Captain Cheng, look at this."

Cheng Jiemin took it over and saw that the shape and packaging of the barrel looked very similar to Xihua edible oil, but on the sign, the name of the trademark Yinshanshan was written. Under the trademark, it was written in bright words: Thirty-year-old factory. The quality is guaranteed.

"This packaging is OK." Cheng Jiemin looked at the bucket and said with a smile.

"Captain Cheng, can you still laugh? The edible oil factory in this city is clearly imitating our brand." Luo Sanjin said to Cheng Jiemin angrily.

Cheng Jiemin smiled: "Their trademark uses its own brand. How can you say that they imitate us?"

"Citizen Chief Cheng, this is brought by our dealers in Yinbian City. They said that they not only imitate our brand, but also have 50 cents cheaper than us in terms of price." Liu Jinshan said calmly: "I heard from the dealer that many of our customers have started to buy edible oil of this brand!"

Looking at the barrel oil that is rougher than the one in Xihua Factory, Cheng Jiemin casually said, "What are you going to do?"

"Civil Secretary Cheng, do you think we will also reduce the price?" Liu Jinshan picked up a piece of watermelon and bitten it and said, "We only need to reduce the price a little. I think no matter which aspect, they can't compete with us. The master in charge of technology in our factory has analyzed their products, and the quality is much worse than ours."

"Then don't lower the price!" Cheng Jiemin waved his hand and said, "Many people believe that you get what you pay for! Actively lowering prices will not only have an impact on our profits, but also on our phenomenon."

Luo Sanjin smashed it and said, "But if the price is not reduced, Township Mayor Cheng, we will be a little passive!"

"Hasn't our blended oil and soybean oil achieved good results? We will launch these to form a series of brands. This competition does not mean that we can win by reducing prices." Cheng Jiemin said this and smiled confidently: "Our reputation has been revealed, and the most important thing at the moment is diversified development."

Luo Sanjin was a little confused about the diversity mentioned by Cheng Jiemin. Although Liu Jinshan understood a little, he was just vague. However, the two of them looked at Cheng Jiemin with calm expressions, and their impatient mood when they first came had dissipated.

Cheng Jiemin sent Luo Sanjin and the others away, picked up the bucket of silver peanut oil and looked at it, picked up the corners of his mouth, showing a sarcastic smile. Some people think too easily about things.

Thinking of this in my heart, Cheng Jiemin looked at the plastic bucket containing oil again and said to himself: "This quality is too understandard..."

Just as Cheng Jiemin was talking to himself, in a large private room in Yinbian City, Zhao Chengdong was also looking at a barrel of oil, and the same oil as Cheng Jiemin's hands. Not only Zhao Chengdong was watching, but Feng Jicai was also watching.

Although Secretary Zhao seemed to have a breath with Cheng Jiemin's finger at the horse, it was not bad, because of this anger, Secretary Zhao was much better to him. In the past, Secretary Zhao had never brought him to Yinbian City, but this time it was abnormal and called him to come to Yinbian City for dinner.

While this change made Feng Jicai feel happy, he also felt a little bitter in his heart. He was valued because of Cheng Jiemin, grandma, what kind of world is this!

"Secretary Zhao, how do you think of my barrel of oil?" Mr. Lu stood beside Zhao Chengdong and said with a smile.

Zhao Chengdong nodded and said, "It's very good!"

"Hahaha, Secretary Zhao, we have launched this product into the market. If you see what else needs to be improved, you must point it out to us. We are going to make a hit and let some people see that they are bragging too loudly, and they will eventually slap themselves in the face!"

When Mr. Lu said this, he smiled complacently and said, "Secretary Zhao, our big factory for decades cannot be overcome by just a few local buns with just a little trick."

The name of the local bun made Feng Jicai feel a little uncomfortable. If Luo Sanjin and the others were local buns, then Feng Jicai was also one of the local buns. But looking at Zhao Chengdong, who was already a little excited on his face, he still suppressed the resentment in his heart.

Just a local bun, what does it have to do with yourself?

"Mr. Lu, I always think you are a person who does big things, but you are just a little lazy. If you are motivated, I think there are not many people in our city, even in the province, who can compare with you!" Zhao Chengdong fiddled with the oil barrel and said with a smile: "Prepare it, wait for a while, I will take you to report to the secretary."

Although Zhao Chengdong is also the secretary, he is only the secretary of the township party committee of Kuanyang Township. There is only one secretary he said from his mouth: Mo Wenchao.

Although Mr. Lu is also a figure, Secretary Mo is too far away from him. Now Zhao Chengdong wants to take him to report to Secretary Mo, so how can he be so happy!

Zhao Chengdong listened to Mr. Lu's flattery words, and his unhappiness was relieved a little. Today, Cheng Jiemin taught him a good lesson, and this lesson made his stomach feel a little painful.

Cheng Jiemin is really ruthless. He thought about it now and felt extremely uncomfortable.

The reason why Cheng Jiemin was able to gather popularity in this way was not because of the success of Xihua Edible Oil Factory? If Xihua Factory was defeated by President Lu, hehe, then I see if you, Cheng Jiemin, can you still pretend to be like today!

You said that when you meet a close friend, you have a few glasses of wine. Zhao Chengdong and President Lu have a good relationship. In addition, they are in a good mood at this time, and they drink all the two bottles of wine in just half an hour. President Lu came to Zhao Chengdong with the glass of wine and said, "Secretary Zhao, brother, I'll give you a glass of wine. There is something wrong. I need you, brother, help me!"

"You said." Zhao Chengdong narrowed his eyes. Although he was a little dizzy, his mind was still clear.

"It's like that. Our factory is preparing to expand reproduction and introduce new technologies, but this fund is a bit problematic! We... need some loans. Your brother is familiar with people. Can you help me? As long as we can inject funds into our factory, let us have a technological innovation? I can guarantee that no one is our opponent in Yinbian City!"

Mr. Lu said vaguely: "As a person, I have many shortcomings and only one advantage, that is, I am loyal enough. As long as I help me, I will never let him down."

Mr. Lu’s voice is a bit low with the words disappointment. But the lower the lower the sound, the more interesting it is.

Zhao Chengdong looked at Mr. Lu for half a minute before raising his glass and said, "Old Lu, this is what you said."

"Haha, Secretary Zhao, don't worry, I, Lao Lu, said something and smashed a hole, and spitting out a spit is a nail!"
Chapter completed!