Chapter 52

After returning to the city, Lidewei went to the hospital to visit his nephew and explained the election plan in detail.

"Zhao Guangming, that scoundrel, if it weren't for his treachery, we wouldn't be in such a passive position now. The city and district authorities have both intervened, making things more complicated. But the new election plan is more advantageous for us, so you must secure the position of village chief! As for the Jinzun matter, put it aside for now. I heard that Jinzun has a very powerful backer. The boss who can run an entertainment complex is not someone to be trifled with. Don't worry about the five million; we'll get it back eventually. Zhao Zhiqiang, that dog, hit you, and we will definitely get revenge."

"Uh-huh." Zhao Tiejun didn't express an opinion, but he couldn't wait any longer. He hoped that the guy called Dulong was reliable.

Dulong, who was observing Zhao Zhiqiang's every move from a distance in a jeep with an obscured license plate, knew that breaking someone's legs didn't require such caution. However, he had always been cautious since he started his career, never acting without a foolproof plan. As a result, he had never failed in the past three years, even after being placed on the Ministry of Public Security's A-level wanted list. He still lived a carefree life.

Zhao Zhiqiang, who was driving, received a call from Li Shangbo. It turned out that Old Man Lidesheng's headache had flared up again, and he asked Zhao Zhiqiang to treat it. Zhao Zhiqiang agreed to go over in the evening but was still thinking about the new village blueprint. The morning had passed, and at noon, he needed to go home and ask his brother if there was any news from their father. Most importantly, he had to go shopping for a large amount of New Year's goods in the afternoon.

As he approached Baihe Garden, Zhao Zhiqiang felt that everything else could be discussed, but the resort project was the most important and could be pushed forward first. He had ten million yuan in hand, and what he lacked was a construction plan. He needed to find someone knowledgeable to help. After thinking for half a minute, he called Gu Quanyou.

Gu Quanyou, who had been thinking about it all night, had already decided to sell off a few unprofitable companies. He was about to head to Meng Province to find the mother of the friend he had wronged. Just as he was about to leave, Zhao Zhiqiang's call came in.

"Daqiang, I'm in the process of selling assets. A few small iron mines have already found buyers, and they might be sold after the New Year. Ha, after hearing what you said last night, my headache disappeared, and I had a good night's sleep." Gu Quanyou was already in the car, and he was delighted to receive a call from the young master.

"Hehe, Uncle Gu, do you have time? I want to talk to you in person at noon."

"Yes, yes!" Without hesitation, Gu Quanyou changed his plans and asked his wife to drive to Beifu. He had already found out the address, and the elderly woman had no other relatives. He had an excuse ready to pick her up, but they decided not to tell her the truth, as she couldn't bear the pain. They also planned to adopt an orphan and change the child's surname to that of their friend, making up for everything and treating her like a real mother.

This matter seemed to be a real burden on Gu's mind. After sorting it out, he slept soundly that night.

Upon hearing Zhao Zhiqiang's invitation, he quickly arranged everything and rushed to the location Zhao Zhiqiang mentioned, a very ordinary dumpling restaurant.

Zhao Zhiqiang had already ordered two dishes and a soup. By the time Gu Quanyou arrived, the dumplings were already on the table. Gu, who had already eaten, still picked up his chopsticks with a smile. They didn't drink, and after a few bites, Zhao Zhiqiang got straight to the point, explaining his ideas and the village chief election.

"Uncle Gu, the situation is as follows. I only have a preliminary plan for the new village construction, but the Shanhai Chang'an Resort is a must. Even if I don't become the village chief, I want to take on this project! I don't have much money, but I can put in ten million yuan initially. The rest will be up to you. I will only be an investor and won't participate in the management. If it's feasible, as long as it provides some job opportunities for the villagers, including construction jobs, that's enough. When designing the plan, consider building a separate room for me near the hot springs."

Gu Quanyou, who was eating dumplings, was so surprised that he almost swallowed them whole!

Ten million yuan!

He wasn't unfamiliar with money, but this young master had been selling sea willow wood by the roadside just a few days ago. How did he get so much money so quickly? Oh—was it from a backer? That was possible.

He had helped analyze Zhao Zhiqiang's idea the previous night, so it wasn't entirely unfamiliar. "Uh, so quickly? Why is it mixed with the village chief election?"

"Hehe, the new rural construction pilot project in the new district will delegate more power to the villages. The position of village chief has some potential. I want to do something practical for the villagers, so I'm thinking of running. This project will earn a lot of points. Most importantly, I want to develop this resort. With the current national trend of attracting investment and developing tourism, entertainment, and leisure, it's a significant aspect. You did the analysis for me yesterday. Today, I want you to help with the planning."

"Deal. I'll take the job." Gu Quanyou's eyes lit up! If he helped Zhao Zhiqiang become the village chief, the new district construction and rural renovation would definitely bring some construction and material needs, which would be a great opportunity. Chang'an Village had over four thousand residents. "Zhiqiang, Uncle will definitely help you, with all my might!"

"Hehe, Uncle, here's eleven million yuan. You can use it for now. When needed, you can invest it in the new village construction fund."

"Ah? No receipt or contract? Or let's sign a contract first..."

"No need. I know you need money to pay back debts. Business is about credit. Use it for now. This money isn't a gift, ha ha!"

"Deal! Uncle is a straightforward man!" Suddenly receiving eleven million yuan, Gu Quanyou, who was almost stunned, pulled out a pen and paper from his handbag, wrote an IOU, and handed it to Zhao Zhiqiang.

"Zhiqiang, I'm so grateful! Although Uncle is worth over a hundred million, drives a luxury car, and handles millions casually, these things can't cover some of the financial gaps. Especially the accounts payable and workers' wages are a huge hole. If this hole isn't filled, my twenty years of credibility will be ruined. Uncle won't be polite. I'll use this money! Rest assured, after the New Year, once I clear my assets, I'll not only pay back this loan but also invest in your resort project! You're right; a businessman's credit is his life. Originally, I could only drag it through the New Year, but now I don't have to!" Gu Quanyou bowed respectfully to Zhao Zhiqiang...

"Hehe, Uncle, go ahead and get busy. The faster the planning, the better. By the sixth day of the New Year, I hope to have a detailed plan and inject the funds." Zhao Zhiqiang knew that Gu Quanyou's biggest problem was the impending cash flow crisis. Lending him the money was a form of venture capital for Zhao Zhiqiang. After all, he didn't understand construction planning, and he might need the help of a local major developer. His main reason for trusting Gu Quanyou was that his bad luck had dissipated, and the dark aura around him was gone. It was time for his luck to turn around.

"Guaranteed to complete the task!" Gu Quanyou slapped his chest loudly.

Suddenly, Zhao Zhiqiang sensed that Tongbei had drawn away a large portion of the energy he had gained from sending out thirty thousand yuan and converting it into thirty threads of energy using the "restore spirit" technique. It seemed to be processing something!

"Ah, Zhiqiang, are you okay? Why did your face suddenly turn pale!" Gu Quanyou was startled!

PS: Thank you, Brother Xiaopang, for your support.

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