Chapter 68

In the special promotion for foreign investment, it was claimed that Sigon's geographical location was unparalleled, with its location in the Yangtze River Delta, its eastern border by the Yellow Sea, and its proximity to the Yangtze River. In fact, the transportation was extremely underdeveloped.

There were no expressways.

There were railways, but only on the map.

There were no airports, but there were many chicken farms, with one township where almost every household raised hundreds or even thousands of chickens.

If one wanted to go on a long trip, they had to go to Jiangcheng or Donghai to take the train. The distance from Sigon to Jiangcheng and Donghai was about the same, over 300 kilometers.

Jiangcheng was in the southwest, and Donghai was in the southeast. Taking the train to Beihé from Jiangcheng was closer, but Jiangcheng station was a transfer station, not a departure station. Calling Ma Zhigong to buy train tickets, the result was that he had to wait in line for over two hours at the station, and there were no hard sleeper tickets or even seats available.

Over a thousand kilometers, standing for over 30 hours, who could endure it?

Going to Donghai, starting from Donghai.

In the largest city in the country, every train was a departure train. If you couldn't leave today, you could leave tomorrow, at least without standing.

This arrangement could also allow a visit to the Nanhang City Cancer Hospital to see the former public security special envoy Li Shuncheng, who was undergoing radiation therapy there. They could also visit the family in Donghai and check on the progress of the renovation company.

Four people on a business trip, driving car No. 7 to Donghai to take the train could save some costs and be more convenient and time-saving.

Chen Meng had a driver's license and was a driver in the criminal investigation team. The two of them could take turns driving, which wouldn't be tiring.

The first stop was Nanhang, finding the ward where the former special envoy Li Shuncheng was staying.

One wouldn't know how many cancer patients there were until they visited the cancer hospital. When the former special envoy first arrived, there were no beds available, so he stayed in a nearby hotel for over ten days before moving into the ward corridor. He stayed in the corridor for over a week before finally moving into the ward.

The hospital was overcrowded, with no place to sit, so they could only stand to talk.

The former special envoy was pale and thin, and his condition was not optimistic. Seeing his successor Han Te come to visit, and seeing several people come at once, his spirits improved greatly. He asked his wife to bring drinks and cut fruit.

After chatting for a while, Han Bo mentioned the name Gu Xinguì.

Having worked as a public security special envoy for over ten years, the former special envoy understood the implications and said that it was important to focus on official business, urging everyone to leave early.

Not knowing what he could eat, not knowing what to buy, they directly gave his wife 1000 yuan, leaving their mobile phone number and the police station's landline number, telling her to call the unit if anything happened.

It was too far and too inconvenient. After so many days in the hospital, only Secretary Lu, Township Chief Jiao, and other township leaders had come to visit. The family was very moved and shed tears as they saw everyone off.

Deputy Director Lao Wang of the police station had never been far from home, the farthest he had ever been was to Sigon and Xin'an. Seeing those who went out with the construction team carrying many boiled eggs, he actually asked the canteen chef Lao Qin to boil seven or eight pounds of tea eggs.

If they didn't eat them, they would go bad, which would be a waste. They had them for lunch.

The car drove onto the ferry, and while admiring the Yangtze River scenery, they ate tea eggs with plain water. Actually, with Xiao Ren there, the worry about waste was unnecessary. The young man could eat, and before they knew it, he had eaten eight.

By four in the afternoon, they arrived smoothly in the city of Donghai.

The largest city in the country lived up to its name. Holding a map and getting lost, they asked several traffic police officers and finally found the Xuhui District decoration materials market.

"I said I would come to pick you up, but you insisted. Got lost, didn't you? Donghai is so big, it took me years to figure out the directions. Looking at a map is no use."

His son came in a police car with three subordinates. In front of the old landlord, he finally had a chance to show off. Lao Han was overjoyed and introduced his subordinates: "Xiao Bo, this is our company's Deputy Manager Sha, whom I've told you about. Call him Uncle Sha."

Indeed, he had mentioned him many times. The old landlord, who used to be a cadre in a street enterprise and was now retired, was a very good person, but how did he become a deputy manager?

Han Bo hurriedly saluted and said with a sincere face, "Uncle Sha, it's great to finally meet you. My parents always mention you when they come home every year, and thank you for taking care of our family all these years."

"Nuan Nuan is so tall and so impressive, Manager Han, you have good fortune."

"Being a police officer, if you're not impressive, you can't scare away bad people."

His son came in a police car with three subordinates, and in front of the old landlord, he finally had a chance to show off. Lao Han was overjoyed and introduced another subordinate: "Xiao Bo, this is our company's Finance Department Director, Ms. Lu. Call her Aunt Lu."

Women in big cities are well-maintained, and it's hard to tell their actual age. She was probably in her forties or fifties, but it was hard to be sure. Regardless, he obediently called her Aunt Lu.

It had been over half a month since they last met, and Xiao Ruirui had grown a lot. They hugged first, then visited the newly established "Donghai Classic Decoration Engineering Co., Ltd."

At the entrance of the decoration market, the best two storefronts were used. The second floor was for living, and the first floor was for offices. The ground floor had floor-to-ceiling glass, marble floors, and walls adorned with exquisite frames, which contained photos of decorated houses.

Desks, boss chairs, computers, leather sofas, glass coffee tables, file cabinets, water dispensers... A luxury Santana was parked outside, looking very high-end. Chen Meng, Xiao Ren, and Mi Yunlong were speechless, unable to believe that the special envoy's family was running a company and was so wealthy.

Deputy Manager Sha took a call, said hello, and asked them to come to his house for dinner that evening. He then left in a car driven by Li Taipeng. Lao Han couldn't understand the Jiangbei dialect, and just as the boss of the tile store came to settle the account, Ms. Lu went to the neighboring office to chat.

"Old Sha retired and had nothing to do, so he spent all day dancing in the park. His wife didn't like him hanging out with those women, and they always argued. When she heard I started a company, she asked him to come help. How could I let him work for free? I pay him 1200 yuan a month and a bonus at the end of the year. He used to be a cadre and knew a lot of people, so he helped with all the business and tax procedures.

Not only did he handle the procedures, but he also brought in business. Since opening, he has talked to seven or eight clients, and four have signed contracts. One client started work yesterday, and if you hadn't come, I would be at the construction site now. Ms. Lu used to be the finance director of a state-owned unit and retired last year. She has an accounting certificate and knows many people at the business administration, tax bureau, and banks..."

Talking about his company, "Manager Han" was animated.

After working in Donghai for so many years and decorating so many homes, he knew many people.

On the opening day, many people who had their homes decorated came to congratulate him. Some sent plaques, and some sent flower baskets. The walls of the neighboring office were covered with plaques sent by people. Even the bosses of the decoration material stores in the market joined in, and they had a grand celebration with 21 tables at a restaurant across the street.

With the help of the old landlord, Deputy Manager Sha, and Ms. Lu, they recruited over a dozen business managers (all retired) who didn't take salaries but only commissions and meals. Business was booming, and they were swamped with renovation projects.

"New and old projects, twelve in total, all at once. To ensure the schedule and allow people to move in for the New Year, we need more carpenters and painters. I called yesterday, and your uncle found a few, who will arrive in the next day or two. Your aunt's husband found five and will come over..."

There were many small renovation teams, but few companies specialized in home renovations, so there was little competition, and business was excellent.

The company's strategy was "steady progress," and the age structure of the management team showed how stable it was. There was nothing to worry about.

In a fragmented dream, the future house prices would continue to rise.

Han Bo pondered and said, "Dad, we need to act quickly on buying a house. If possible, look for a piece of land or an old factory. This way, the workers will have a place to stay and won't have to carry their luggage from place to place. Also, furniture and doors can be processed in our own factory and then installed, improving efficiency."

Lao Han agreed and said, "Many places don't allow the use of electric planers and cutting machines during the day, and even less at night, as they are too noisy. Old Sha just went to talk about renting a factory. The company just opened, and we don't have much money, so we can only rent. After a good year, we can buy one next year."

"We can start looking and negotiating now."

"Sure, we can talk. Buying land or a factory will cost at least a million. We can talk, find people, and negotiate to save as much as possible."

Running a company is different from not running one. Previously, earning a few hundred thousand a year felt satisfying, but now he was talking about millions. Lao Han was full of spirit, and Han Bo was genuinely happy for him.

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