Chapter 665

The office door was pushed open. Seeing it was Jiang Minglang, Cheng Zhanjun was stunned for a moment, then a smile appeared on his face, and he immediately stood up.

"Comrade Minglang, if you have something to do, just make a call. Why did you come here in person?"

Cheng Zhanjun took a teacup, poured tea for Jiang Minglang himself, and placed it on the coffee table.

"Sit!"

Jiang Minglang sat down, picked up the teacup, blew away the tea foam floating on it, and took a sip.

"Hmm?" Jiang Minglang looked surprised, "What kind of tea is this?"

Cheng Zhanjun said with a smile: "Longjing. My second daughter stole it from her grandfather. She brought it to me last year, and I've been reluctant to drink it."

Jiang Minglang said with a smile: "Is there any left? Give me a pinch."

"None!" Cheng Zhanjun said very vigilantly: "There's absolutely none left. Don't even think about it."

Jiang Minglang rolled his eyes: "Look at how stingy you are."

"Humph!" Cheng Zhanjun snorted, "I don't believe you don't have good tea. You aren't stingy; bring some for me."

Jiang Minglang denied: "I really don't have any. The old man at my house keeps his things very tight. I want to steal, but I don't have the chance."

The two chatted, joking around, and the atmosphere was quite pleasant.

After half an hour, Jiang Minglang saw that the timing was about right, so he said: "Secretary, I'm looking for you because there is an important matter."

Cheng Zhanjun knew that this guy had something to do; otherwise, even if he were drunk, it would be impossible for him to run to his office.

Cheng Zhanjun didn't speak, but waited.

Jiang Minglang organized his language: "Jiangzhou developing southward, this general direction is correct."

Cheng Zhanjun looked at Jiang Minglang. Jiang Minglang's purpose in yesterday's meeting was very obvious: he wanted to overturn the Jiangzhou southward expansion plan. At this time, he said that Jiangzhou developing southward was correct.

This only has two possibilities: one is to soften up, and the other is that the plot is not small. The first one is impossible, so it can only be the second one.

Cheng Zhanjun still didn't speak, but looked at Jiang Minglang, waiting for him to continue.

Jiang Minglang picked up the teacup and took another sip of tea: "However, developing southward cannot forget the old city, and developing toward the sea cannot forget Tiebei. Jiangzhou southward expansion does not affect the old city renovation."

Cheng Zhanjun understood. This is playing no yin, starting to play yang, wanting to compete with him.

In this way, Jiang Minglang could open a breakthrough in the iron-clad Jiangzhou, and he couldn't suppress it.

These thoughts just flashed through Cheng Zhanjun's mind, and then he smiled slightly: "What you said makes sense, but the city has no money and simply cannot support both projects at the same time, so it's better to eat one bite at a time."

Jiang Minglang put down the teacup: "I'll go to the capital to run for money, and the city won't need to pay for the time being."

"No problem!"

Cheng Zhanjun agreed without hesitation. Jiang Minglang going to the capital to run for money himself, he had no reason not to agree, and such a good thing, if he stopped it, he wouldn't be able to get over this hurdle in his heart.

"That's it then. I'll organize the information in the next two days, and then I'll return to the capital." Jiang Minglang smiled and stood up, "I'm going back."

Cheng Zhanjun sent Jiang Minglang out of the office, saw him enter his own office, then turned back, sat in his chair, and picked up the phone to dial Deng Zhangli's office.

"I am Deng Zhangli!"

"Old Deng, Jiang Minglang just came to my office to sit for a while and had a cup of tea."

"Hmm?" Deng Zhangli immediately realized that things had changed, "He came to your office, not just for tea, right?"

Cheng Zhanjun recounted the matter: "I agreed to him, and I will communicate with the class meeting tomorrow."

Deng Zhangli said: "How could he seek cooperation in just one night? This doesn't seem like Jiang Minglang's style of doing things."

Cheng Zhanjun said: "I just got news that Chen Zhaoru was taken away for investigation."

"Chen Zhaoru was taken away for investigation?" Deng Zhangli's voice suddenly rose, "How could that be?"

Cheng Zhanjun said: "It was because of the previous winery case. He was reported, and Chen Zhaoru played a leading role."

Deng Zhangli thought without thinking: "Zhou Andong did it."

Cheng Zhanjun laughed loudly: "I also think it was him. Chen Zhaoru just had a conflict with him, and then he was reported. It's not early or late; how could there be such a coincidence."

Deng Zhangli also couldn't help laughing: "It also solved a big trouble for us."

Cheng Zhanjun said: "Chen Zhaoru was arrested, Jiang Minglang's plan went bankrupt, and the only way out was to cooperate with us. But he doesn't have this brain; it should be Jiang Minglang's big brother, Jiang Mingye."

Deng Zhangli said: "In any case, such a change is a good thing for Jiangzhou and the people of Jiangzhou, and we must support it. But the premise is that he can run for money from above."

Cheng Zhanjun said: "Jiang Minglang has the support of the entire Jiang family. It shouldn't be a problem to get a sum of money from above."

Deng Zhangli said in a relaxed tone: "Then let's wait for his good news."

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Wang Fujing, just past four o'clock, in front of the Dicos door, many grandpas and grandmas were holding small stools, occupying favorable positions.

As time passed, more and more people came, and soon, the front of Dicos became crowded, and people were still coming here.

Not far away, three young men stood, and a short but strong young man frowned.

"Captain, there were definitely more than three thousand people last night. Looking at this situation, there will be more tonight. We don't have enough manpower. Once there is an emergency, if it is not discovered in time, the consequences are hard to predict."

A young man who was about 1.8 meters tall, wearing a tight vest with bulging muscles, said: "Many elderly people are sitting in front. If someone really wants to cause damage, and this person is not too stupid, he will definitely create chaos around those old people."

Another strong young man said: "Elderly people have slow legs and feet and are sluggish in action. Once chaos occurs, they won't be able to react in time."

"Yes!" The captain nodded, "Brothers, just deploy near those elderly people. However, to prevent any accidents, in the central position, where the crowd is most dense, and at the very back, we must also deploy a few people.

Because once an emergency occurs, the people in front run out, the people outside don't know what happened, and then squeeze forward. In this way, chaos will definitely occur, and a stampede accident will occur."

The strong young man said: "The brothers in the back must always pay attention to what is happening in front. Once a situation is discovered, the crowd behind must be evacuated immediately."

The short one said: "This difficulty is not small."

The captain said: "I'll go see Director Zhang; they have walkie-talkies."

Dicos, a young man with dark skin and a lean figure, sat by the window eating fried chicken, his mouth full of oil.

He looked outside from time to time, his eyes sweeping over those elderly people, and a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

At this time, two young men came in from outside, swaying, and seeing the young man, they walked over quickly.

Seeing the two young men, the young man waved: "Come, come, haven't eaten yet, let's eat together."

The two young men sat down, didn't stand on ceremony, and each grabbed a hamburger and took a bite.

"Everything is arranged." One young man wiped the corner of his mouth and muttered a sentence.

"Dicos is indeed better than McDonald's, but it's a pity." The young man shook his head and threw the chicken bones on the table, "Eat more today; you won't be able to eat it tomorrow."