Chapter 144

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Protagonist:

Chen Yi

Er Ahong's face twitched and twitched, as if it were about to peel off.

His hand rubbed the envelope, and he knew there was only a single sheet inside; ten out of ten it was a bank draft.

This kind of thing, holding it burns the hand! It's leverage.

Once this thought arose, Er Ahong's mind turned, and he harbored a crooked intention.

Seeing Luo Xiaoshan was a half-grown kid, he immediately stood up and shouted sternly: "What do you want to do? Get out, all of you get out!"

The fatty froze, and Chen Yi in the "Hai Bei" private room next door also froze.

But Luo Xiaoshan's father's secretary reacted cunningly fast, grabbed the bank draft, and dragged the fatty away.

Er Ahong chased after them outside, shouting: "I'm not afraid of you, use whatever tricks you have, want to bribe me? No way."

He even chased out of the small private room and shouted at the air: "Don't think about getting benefits from us poor religious followers. Corruption!"

The Heping Hotel is a place Jiangning officials and quasi-officials frequent, and the words "bribe" and "corruption" are so sensitive that passersby and those with open doors all turned their attention over.

Luo Xiaoshan left helplessly, and only after going downstairs did he call Chen Yi, laughing and crying as he said: "Fortunately I'm a student; if I were an official, I'd definitely be a mess."

"What was his expression? Didn't care about the money?" Chen Yi could hear their conversation but couldn't see them.

"Didn't look like it, he didn't open the envelope."

"I thought too simply." Chen Yi exhaled: "He wants money and he wants fame, what does he want to do?"

The fatty sneered: "Wants money and wants fame, isn't that just wanting to be an official?"

Rough words but sound reasoning. Chen Yi realized: "This monk's (fake) addiction to officialdom is greater than his addiction to money. Goods truly stupid, does he think I can't help him just because he wants to be an official?"

Talk is talk, but right now he truly has no way to help someone get promoted. Temple internal affairs, outsider interference often backfires; with unfamiliar people, using finesse is hard, using brute force is exhausting.

Luo Xiaoshan replied: "Forget all that, change restaurants and treat me to a meal, you figure it out slowly yourself."

Chen Yi laughed: "You still can't run off, still need you to handle it, wait a few more days."

"Wait for what?"

"Wait for my eldest maternal uncle to take office." Facing the fatty, Chen Yi didn't hide it.

After the crowd gathered outside the Heping Hotel dispersed, Chen Yi and Luoxiong came out, met up with the fatty, found another restaurant, and ate and drank to their heart's content.

Luo Xiaoshan was still angry inside, venting it by puffing his cheeks, single-handedly polishing off more than half the dishes on a 10-person table.

Chen Yi picked the delicate dishes to pad his stomach, wiped his mouth, and as usual took out an envelope and placed it on the table, saying: "Fatty, I've got a big business deal here, want to do it?"

"Do it, no money."

"You don't even ask what it is?" Chen Yi heh-heh laughed.

"Don't want to think that much." Luo Xiaoshan just kept eating and drinking, nodding at Secretary Huang beside him: "My dad said, being a person is like driving a car, first you must find the right road. Those who can drive, hold the steering wheel steady themselves; those who can't, go find a parking lot to play in. Whether you can drive or not, driving against traffic is courting death. You're the parking lot!"

Chen Yi listened and froze, looking at him with new eyes: "You kid, not bad?"

"A belly full of oil and water." Luo Xiaoshan laughed proudly, patted his belly, clanking as he thought, it really was all oil and water.

Done laughing, he put down his chopsticks, pulled Secretary Huang: "Business matters, let Uncle Huang listen too, he's been with my dad for many years."

Chen Yi didn't mind either, cleared a space on the table, spread out a map, and said: "Bottom line, it's still that temple matter. Look, I plan to have that temple move to Jin Sha Jiao. Who knows it?"

Luoxiong knows the Jiangning suburbs well, said: "There's nothing there, old wharf still unloading sand, filthy."

"That's to disgust them. But we'll conveniently make a sum too." Chen Yi pointed at Jin Sha Jiao, said: "Around the Arabian temple, there are many followers. Many are either devout, or it's convenient, or they just live there because of the temple. I plan to find a way to make them move to Jin Sha Jiao, a comfortable 1500 mu grand temple, not saying it's the largest in South China, definitely the first in Jiangning. Within two years, the surrounding land will boom. These current ownerless wastelands, at least flip two or three times."

Secretary Huang's eyes shone bright, couldn't help but say: "Can also build residential communities, build their residential buildings well, build commercial districts well, that's another double."

He just short of saying buy it directly.

Luo Xiaoshan heard and said: "Good, how many shares each? I'll go back and discuss with my dad."

His family's political power is weak, but money is not lacking.

But Chen Yi shook his head: "I'm not touching it, if you're willing, I'll lend you 15 million US dollars."

Minus what was spent before, daily net 20 million income, letting his assets break through 500 million US dollars again; as for the 1.65 billion Gold Source Company can't touch, that's instead vomiting interest in reverse — this counts as the only small pain amidst joy.

Buying and selling land parcels easily causes trouble, Chen Yi has the Chen Family behind him, not worth dirtying his shoes.

The Luo Family has no such concern, they are merchants themselves, pursuing profit is not wrong.

Secretary Huang, because of Chen Yi's generosity, listened with tongue clicking, 15 million US dollars, at current exchange rate is 120 million RMB.

But Luo Xiaoshan said: "Too much, can't pay it back."

"Pay me back when you make money." Chen Yi clapped his hands, said: "Private loan, 10% interest per year, you write me an IOU. However much you earn, I don't care."

This counts as the startup capital he gave the fatty. Luo Xiaoshan's dad has money, but a man in his prime, probably won't give his son 100 million to practice with within 10 years; even if he puts money out for this matter, profits go to his company, not Luo Xiaoshan personally.

For Chen Yi, there is still some difference.

Luo Xiaoshan generously waved his hand: "Then fine, I'll take it. Know you look down on this little money, next time I'll treat you."

Chen Yi patted the fatty's shoulder saying "Thank you," neither of them took it seriously.

Secretary Huang praised: "Your relationship is really good, true friends, envy."

The fatty hugged Chen Yi hard, laughed: "Parking lot and car, how could that relationship be bad."

"The land on Jianshe Road, buying it is still Shengpin's."

Secretary Huang heard, hurriedly thanked again.

He now knows, Chen Yi is playing for real.

The land parcel after temple demolition is at least two to three hundred mu, and because it's right in the city center, the price is outrageously expensive. For a real estate company like Shengpin, this kind of core urban land parcel is an important brand logo proving strength, they'd be willing to do it even if it doesn't make money.

Luoxiong started clearing the remaining meats on the table. He gets confused hearing 1 million, US dollar land parcels even lazier to calculate, single-mindedly wanting to finish the whole table of dishes, actually matching Luo Xiaoshan blow for blow.

After finishing the meal, Chen Yi returned to the car, picked up Liu Xinyu, and went home; on the way he still left her sitting in the car.

Ever since the kidnapping incident, Fang Manyi no longer let Chen Rongxi stay at the girls' school; she got off work on time every day to dote on her daughter, making Chen Yi and Chen Heng, the two brothers, jealous beyond measure.

Not only that, they were also required to come home for meals often. For a time, although Chen Yi lived at school and Chen Heng lived in the military, the days when the family reunited actually increased.

The younger sister temporarily stopped talking about the Floating Mountain Game Platform, but her research was obviously even more diligent.

A relatively calm and regular life also facilitated Chen Yi's work.

He went back and forth near the subway station every day; paper transport was all handed over to Luoxiong to handle, and his daily courses, aside from Professor Lei's, were almost all skipped...

Everyone had their own work, busy and happy. Jin Douna organized documents daily, pretending to be Liu Xinyu contacting other members in Jiangning; Luoxiong learned one Body Technique move every three days, then followed Chen Yi around during the day and practiced alone in the courtyard at night — after two weeks, Body Technique Level 1 was more or less achieved. This guy felt the changes in his body, excited like a stray dog in heat, just short of howling.

Only Liu Xinyu, not only had to hand the so-called documents to Jin Douna to process, but also had to stay inside the Raptor all day long...

The little lizard was forbidden by Chen Yi from speaking with Liu Xinyu; as a result, the latter finally experienced the imprisoned life her little assistant had just gone through after being captured.

She proposed suggestions and methods for capturing Song Yuan to Chen Yi more than once, hoping to break free from this boring and stifling life — after all, her thinking mode had already changed.

But Chen Yi completely ignored her. He had his own action plan.

Time flowed slowly.

Half a month later, on a certain day, the Chen Family finally received news: Ceng Quan was transferred to a sinecure at the Xijing Ministry of Agriculture, allegedly the result of He Fuhan's efforts.

However, the focus of everyone's attention was not on the loser's back; everyone was focused on the candidate for the successor.

Even Jiangning's local satellite TV channel could not avoid touching on official appointments and dismissals.

However, to everyone's astonishment, the Secretary-General position that was originally thought to be fiercely contested remained vacant, while Ai Yang, the Municipal Party Committee Standing Committee Member and Publicity Department Director ranked 11th, leapt to become the fifth-ranked Deputy Party Secretary, overseeing agriculture and rural work, overseeing publicity, science and technology, education, culture, health, sports, and family planning, assisting Comrade Sun Maoxin in grasping major industrial projects, becoming the biggest winner of this adjustment.

The originally lowest-ranked Deputy Mayor Zhu Puyu took the blame for religious affairs, directly retreating to the second line, enjoying veteran cadre treatment.

Thus, Jiangning's leadership posts suddenly opened up two positions.

One was a Publicity Department Director with a Standing Committee seat, one was a low-ranked Deputy Mayor; the relatively disparate positions instead managed to tempt more officials who boasted sufficient qualifications.

For the sake of hanging the title of municipal leader, too many people churned in the pool.

And in the Chen Family, everyone's direction of effort was to hope to leap over the Deputy Mayor vacancy and directly occupy the Standing Committee seat, but for Fang Zhennan, this step was a bit too large a stride.

After eating dinner, several families sat together and chatted for two hours, all on the same topic.

The younger sister listened until she got sleepy and asked to go back to her room to sleep.

Chen Yi was just about to withdraw when he suddenly thought of something and asked: "Can the Deputy Mayor's portfolio be adjusted? Besides retaining the original portfolio, also pull over things like State-owned Assets Management, Urban-Rural Planning, Road Traffic, and so on, and just serve as Deputy Mayor?"

State-owned Assets Management, Road Traffic, and the like are all positions with considerable power, and moreover originally belonged to the He Fuhan alliance's private preserves.

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