Chapter 1882: Taxi Company

Tang Lin seemed to understand, but couldn't grasp the point; his brow was almost twisted into a ball.

"Look at that foolish look of yours." Nie Wen chuckled and drank some fruit juice: "Zhongbao must list in Xiangjiang, and Overseas Trust Bank, as Xiangjiang private capital, has no problem buying into Zhongbao.

Most importantly, the bank's executive director and president is Elder Zhang's granddaughter; the military absolutely won't object, and will even strongly support it, after all, it's their own people.

However, even if Zhou Andong, with the help of Overseas Trust Bank, enters Zhongbao and gets a seat on the board, because this is private capital and there were grudges before, he will definitely be isolated and won't get the right to speak."

This time Tang Lin completely understood: "In order for Zhongbao to list smoothly, the military will definitely pull Brother Dong to the table and will also make the greatest concessions. Then, when cleaning up the Zhongbao board of directors, Brother Dong will definitely name names.

As for who to name, it depends on Brother Dong's mood. And Jin Qiuyu also analyzed the problems in this and wants to keep her director position in Zhongbao, so she has to cooperate with Brother Dong.

And after Brother Dong enters Zhongbao, he also needs allies like Jin Qiuyu to increase his right to speak."

"Yes!" Nie Wen nodded: "You say, should I be this middleman and act as a bridge for Zhou Andong and Jin Qiuyu?"

Tang Lin shrugged: "You decide for yourself."

Nie Wen blinked: "You are the head of the family; I listen to you on this matter."

Tang Lin straightened his back: "No matter what, you and Jin Qiuyu are childhood friends; this favor must be done."

"Good!" Nie Wen laughed: "I'll contact him tomorrow."

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Zhou Andong got up in the morning and received a call from Nie Wen.

"Miss Nie, calling me personally, the matter is not small; it won't be Tang Xiaowu running away again, right?"

Nie Wen laughed heartily: "Tang Xiaowu will never escape from this girl's palm in this life."

"Besides Tang Xiaowu's matter, what else could there be that makes you call me personally?" Zhou Andong yawned: "Tell me."

"I have a childhood friend who is a director of Zhongbao." Nie Wen explained the matter: "Don't look at my face; you decide whether to see her or not."

"Fine!" Zhou Andong didn't hesitate: "No matter what her purpose is, since she is your childhood friend, I have to give this face. But I'm in Jiangzhou, and I have a lot of things to do recently, so I won't be back in Jingcheng for a while. She can either wait for me for a few days or come to Jiangzhou."

"She can decide this herself." Nie Wen said: "I'll give her your contact number, and she will contact you herself."

"No problem." Zhou Andong agreed: "Have you and Tang Xiaowu set the wedding date?"

"No!" Nie Wen's tone was full of helplessness: "Probably July or August. My dad and Uncle Tang said to get things done in June, just keep it simple. But my mom and Aunt Zheng disagreed, saying a child only gets married once in a lifetime.

Even if it's not a big event, it has to be properly arranged. One month is too tight, so it has to be in July or August. Then, the two old men and the two old ladies argued and argued, and they haven't reached a result after several days."

Zhou Andong said with a smile: "You and Tang Xiaowu are getting married in July or August; my younger brother and cousin are getting engaged in July, and I'm getting married in October; it's all happening this year."

"There's more." Nie Wen reminded: "Your wife's due date is at the end of July."

"Yes!"

Zhou Andong thought that in three months he would meet his son or daughter, and his mood was inexplicably good.

"When you and Tang Xiaowu get married, I'll give you a big red envelope."

"Keep your word." Nie Wen said with a smile: "I've remembered your words."

"I, Zhou Andong, have always kept my word."

Zhou Andong chatted with Nie Wen for a while longer, hung up the phone, and went out.

Just as he was thinking about going to the cafeteria to eat, he saw Yao Jun's car driving over.

Soon, the car stopped beside Zhou Andong, and Yao Jun got off.

"Brother Dong!"

Zhou Andong looked at the time: "It's not even eight o'clock yet; you're not at home accompanying your wife and children, what are you doing here?"

"Of course I have something to find you for." Yao Jun said: "It's about the taxi company."

"What could there be about that?" Zhou Andong was a bit confused: "Just register, buy cars, and recruit drivers."

"It's not that matter." Yao Jun shook his head: "I want to ask how many shares are appropriate to give Guodong."

Zhou Andong said surprisingly: "How many shares to give him depends on your own mood; asking me, I can't give you an opinion."

"That's not what I mean." Yao Jun organized his language: "Guodong is a very honest person; he had a high income when he drove a taxi, and if I had any difficulties, he never said a word.

But he is a person who has a bit of self-esteem; he won't care about small things. For example, I give him a car and let him continue driving a taxi; I ask others for 200 in fees, and I ask him for 150.

He will definitely say, since you are my brother, you should take care of me. But if I say don't pay the fees, he will definitely get anxious with me. So, I want to give him shares, but he won't take them.

But this taxi company was set up just to pull him in. Giving him too few shares is meaningless, and giving him too many, he definitely won't be able to take out that much money."

Zhou Andong understood. A taxi company, getting a few Xialis and Santanas, plus some messy expenses, is only two or three million.

This investment doesn't count for much for Yao Jun now, and the subsequent income is all small money in Yao Jun's eyes. He set up this company just to pull Zhang Guodong in.

"How many shares you want to give him is not a problem; you have to ask how much money he can scrape together. If it's not enough, you can lend it to him."

"This, will it work?" Yao Jun said hesitantly: "Doing this, I always feel like it's a bit like covering one's ears to steal a bell; I'm afraid he still won't be able to accept it."

"Just find a reason he can accept." Zhou Andong didn't continue: "Have you eaten? Want to go to the cafeteria with me to eat something?"

"Not yet!" Yao Jun walked to the cafeteria with Zhou Andong, thinking about what reason to find to persuade Zhang Guodong.

Arriving at the cafeteria, the night shift workers were eating breakfast and greeted Zhou Andong and Yao Jun one after another.

"Chairman!"

"Director Yao!"

"..."

The two responded with smiles and nods, coming to the window; today's breakfast was quite rich.

There were several kinds of porridge, more than ten kinds of small side dishes, as well as tofu soup, egg soup, and sheet powder soup.

In addition, there were steamed buns, meat pies, sugar cakes, fried dough sticks, meatballs, fried cakes, soy milk, tofu brain, fried eggs, tea eggs, etc., which could be described as everything.

Yao Jun hadn't come to the cafeteria to eat for a long time, and seeing such a rich breakfast, he said with a smile.

"Breakfast is getting richer and richer; I'll eat in the cafeteria from now on."

Zhou Andong was a meat eater; he wanted a bowl of century egg and lean meat porridge, and took two meat buns and a beef pie.

"Doesn't your security company have a cafeteria?"

"Yes!" Yao Jun said: "My company is all soldiers, almost all from the countryside, and they all live in dormitories. How can it work without a cafeteria? It's just that the food isn't as rich as the winery; I have to explain it and make it richer."

The two found an empty table and sat down. Zhou Andong drank a mouthful of porridge: "Your company's dormitories are all rented private houses. I think it's better to build two buildings and improve the living conditions so that there can be cohesion."

"I have this plan too." Yao Jun took a bite of the bun, and the oil juice flowed out: "When I bought the ceramic factory, I didn't expect the company to develop so fast and have so many people.

Now it's barely enough, but to build dormitory buildings, the area isn't enough. I'll go find Mayor Deng in these two days and buy that piece of wasteland east of the ceramic factory; it's about twenty acres, which is completely enough."