Chapter 372

"I'm willing to meet your request many times."

Chen Hansheng walked out of the car with a smile and gently hugged Zheng guanti, but his hands and feet were clean and warm like a real friend.

Smelling the fragrance of Zheng guanti's hair in his nose, the cold wind ran into his body through his neck.

"Welcome back, princess in distress."

"Thank you for picking me up, too, Chen Jianan."

"Let's go."

Chen Hansheng helped her open Xiao Xiali's co pilot and asked, "are you hungry?"

Zheng guanti asked, "I want to eat hot duck blood vermicelli, fried buns and mutton kebabs. Do you have any?"

Chen Hansheng didn't speak, just pointed to the time on the dashboard - 2:40 a.m., and then started the accelerator to leave Lukou Airport.

What he means is that there is no night snack after this point.

Zheng guanti smiled disapprovingly and watched the brightly lit Lukou Airport gradually go away. It was very quiet on the highway, only the faint street lights and the high-end car that exceeded Xiali from time to time.

"It shouldn't be a problem for you to buy a Mercedes Benz and BMW with low configuration."

Zheng guanti couldn't help saying that she drives a sports car. This Xiali is really about the same speed as a turtle.

"You pay?"

Chen Hansheng glanced at her: "there are still rich women in Hong Kong. I don't want to work hard."

"This request was made too late."

Zheng guanti sighed: "you didn't say when I was in Hong Kong. Now I have returned to the mainland, and part of my assets have been distributed. Don't call me for activities exceeding 50 yuan in the future."

"Ha ha ha."

Chen Hansheng laughed. There was no traffic jam in the middle of the night. He soon returned to Dongshan Town, Jiangling District. Zheng guanti looked at the familiar streets outside the window and asked in silence, "why don't you ask the reason."

"Let's eat first. We'll talk after dinner."

Chen Hansheng raised his chin. There was an open door of a duck blood vermicelli shop in front, which was very conspicuous in the middle of the dark stalls, especially the light box of "Jianye characteristic duck blood vermicelli".

Zheng guanti was very happy: "I didn't expect that there was a store open at 3:30 in the middle of the night. It's a blessing in the mouth."

They walked into this ordinary duck blood fan shop. The boss was a simple middle-aged couple. They sat and guarded the shop. When they saw Chen Hansheng and Zheng guanti coming, they immediately stood up and gave up their position.

Chen Hansheng snapped his fingers: "two bowls of duck blood vermicelli soup and other special things, hurry up."

Zheng guanti was a little strange: "what else can there be in the duck blood fan store except soup powder?"

However, to her surprise, there are really many special things. Fried buns, stuffed soup buns, mutton kebabs, dried silk small boiled noodles and other street snacks with Jianye characteristics have been brought up and are still steaming.

Zheng guanti was stunned: "boss, is your family still doing this?"

"No.

The middle-aged woman wiped her hands with her apron and said to Chen Hansheng, "can I say it, young man?"

Chen Hansheng smiled: "say it."

"Originally, our family was going to close at 11 a.m. this young man came in with these food and gave us 300 yuan to close later."

The middle-aged woman smiled: "the young man said that a friend got off the plane in the middle of the night. She has been working very hard recently. She must miss Jianye's duck blood fans very much

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Chen Hansheng didn't expect the aunt of the duck blood fan store to have such a good memory. After receiving Zheng guanti's phone in the dormitory, he thought of the faint melancholy in her tone and wanted to give some comfort from his "best friend".

What way to do that? Zheng guanti won't like flowers and chocolate. This is a way to deal with small fish.

Chen Hansheng immediately thought that Zheng guanti used to eat snacks with herself. The taste in Hong Kong is relatively light and the family rules are very strict. She should rarely eat street snacks.

So Chen Hansheng drove from door to door and asked which family was willing to wait all night.

The owner of the duck blood fan shop was not happy at first, but the landlady immediately agreed. Chen Hansheng took out another 300 yuan, and the boss agreed.

"Will you be moved to cry?"

Chen Hansheng looked at Zheng guanti.

"I was very moved."

Zheng guanti said with a smile, "but you're so stupid that I won't express it. Moreover, you must flirt with other girls."

"It's really rare."

Chen Hansheng honestly said, "Dongda often uses it. The financial institute is too naive, and she may not understand it."

"Oh."

Zheng guanti nodded. She didn't respond. The shop gradually quieted down. Only when Zheng guanti ate the soup bag, the soup in it "puffed" and spilled out.

Chen Hansheng actually had dinner. He just felt that Zheng guanti had no appetite alone. He ate a bowl of duck blood fans with her. Then he took out a cigarette and threw one to the shopkeeper. He smoked silently.

At 4 o'clock, some cleaners got up. They walked in groups in the open street and looked curiously at the duck blood fan shop that stayed awake all night.

Zheng guanti wiped her mouth after eating, sipped two hot cups of strong tea, and suddenly said, "the shares of new century electronics factory have been taken away at home, and I have only 70%

Chen Hansheng didn't say a word. He flicked the ash expressionless, listening to Zheng guanti continue to talk.

"I'm an unpopular Sanfang child, and I'm not the main room. Some people in the second room have been frustrated in their investment in Southeast Asia, so they can only seek compensation from other places. I'm a soft persimmon in everyone's eyes, so I can only operate from here."

Zheng guanti held the cup in the white palm of her hand and hovered. Her fingers were long and beautiful and looked full of energy.

"Fortunately, there is a controlling stake."

Zheng guanti sighed.

She meant that without a controlling stake, the factory would not be stable.

"Fortunately, there is control."

Chen Hansheng cleared his throat and seemed to repeat it again, but the sentence breaking places were different, the tone was also different, and the meaning changed greatly.

Zheng guanti is a careless person in life. She often arranges her office for a long time, but she is particularly sensitive to business. She looks up at Chen Hansheng.

The young "conspirator" in front of him directly sent all the die hards in the factory abroad with a plane ticket.

Chen Hansheng was staring impatiently: "what the fuck are you staring at me for? Do you have any other information? I can judge and analyze it only when I say it all."

"Yes."

Zheng guanti didn't argue with Chen Hansheng this time: "the reason why Er Fang took it away is that they said I would get married sooner or later. It's better to stay in the Zheng family than give it to outsiders for nothing."

"That's all. What do you think?"

"What do I think?"

Chen Hansheng grinned: "30% is obviously the first step. In a few years, 70% will not belong to you sooner or later. Make plans early."

"What would you do?"

Zheng guanti obviously knows that she wants to hear Chen Hansheng's opinions.

"In my opinion, it's not too big to watch the excitement. Others do the first day of junior high school and I do the fifteenth. Who counsels who is a dog."

Chen Hansheng said: "there is a kind of capital operation called shell changing, which is to guide the core technology, elite human resources and sales channels of the new century electronic factory to a new factory during your time as the master, and finally leave a pile of mess, old, weak, sick and disabled to others."

"At that time, the new factory didn't have too many shackles. It's not pleasant to do some business that keeps pace with the times and go into battle with light equipment..."

"Ouch."

Zheng guanti was so absorbed that the teacup accidentally tilted and the hot water flowed to her wrist that she didn't expect Chen Hansheng to provide her with a desperate plan.

"This is the best way, and it also relieves Qi."

Chen Hansheng said, "if I were you, I would have used it."

"Your method, not to mention breaking up with Hong Kong, is actually flawed."

Zheng guanti's head is very good. She thought for a moment and said, "capital is a big problem. The production line of the new factory needs at least tens of millions. My money must not be moved. It will be found every move. Who can rest assured to lend tens of millions to me?"

Chen Hansheng stared at her for a while, patted his ass, stood up and left the shop: "pie may fall from the sky at that time, but if you don't do it, you must have nothing in the end."

At the gate of the new century electronics factory, Chen Hansheng said to Zheng guanti, the co driver: "don't think so much first. At least your equity will be safe until you return to Hong Kong next year."

"Yes."

Zheng guanti nodded. Before getting off the bus, she suddenly turned sideways and put her hand around Chen Hansheng: "slag man, thank you for your duck blood vermicelli soup. My heart is very warm."

"True or false, can I touch it to confirm?"

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