Chapter 60: The Power of Money

Hearing Lin Niansheng say that, Li Qinglan's eyes were full of surprise.

It seems he must be very interested in this.

Li Qinglan also immediately asked: "Then, does sheltering addicts taking powder count as a crime?"

"I told you such important news, can you..."

Li Qinglan paused, then cautiously asked: "Can you return my overseas quota to me?"

"Heh!"

Lin Niansheng let out a cold laugh.

"You're thinking too much."

"Sheltering addicts taking powder is not a major crime."

"At most, just being detained for a few days..."

"Ah..."

Li Qinglan showed a look of disappointment.

It seems her overseas quota is hopeless.

But just then, Lin Niansheng suddenly said: "Sheltering addicts taking powder taking powder is not a major crime, but if one sells powder oneself and uses powder to control ignorant girls, then it's different."

Li Qinglan blinked: "Team Leader Lin, what do you mean by that?"

Lin Niansheng curled his lips, eyes flashing with a sinister light, and counter-asked Li Qinglan: "Do you still want or not want the publicly funded overseas study quota?"

"Want, of course want!"

Li Qinglan said eagerly, eyes full of urgency.

"Then just obediently listen to my words."

Lin Niansheng leaned close to Li Qinglan and said: "If this matter succeeds, I will return your overseas quota to you and also give you five thousand as a reward."

Upon hearing these words.

Li Qinglan's eyes obviously brightened up.

"Team Leader Lin, what do you want me to do?"

Lin Niansheng hooked his finger at Li Qinglan, waited for her to come close to him, then said: "I want you to help me deliver something to that hooligan's place; as long as you can put the item in his room, you'll have completed the task."

"Just, just that simple?"

Li Qinglan asked somewhat surprised.

"Right!"

"Just that simple."

Lin Niansheng said: "As long as you deliver it, you'll call me right away, then your task is completed; at the latest by the end of the month, I will give you the publicly funded overseas quota."

Li Qinglan almost didn't think, just nodded and said: "Okay!"

"Alright!"

"You go back first."

"Wait until I'm ready, then I'll go to your school to find you."

"Okay!"

After Li Qinglan left.

Lin Niansheng also lit a cigarette.

His eyes were shrouded in smoke, appearing and disappearing, looking extremely eerie.

At the same time.

Li Jiaci's side, timber production was also in full swing.

Originally, only some timber dealers from this city came to their timber yard to haul timber.

But unknown who, spread the news to outsiders, directly attracting a large group of timber dealers from other cities.

This.

This directly caused Li Jiaci's side, which had just begun to have ample capacity, to suddenly become strained again.

And this time it wasn't just that machines were insufficient; manpower was also insufficient.

Originally Li Jiaci's arrangement was.

The six brothers each stood for three hours, one responsible for shipping, one for production.

But this way they simply couldn't keep up, not even having time to count money.

At this moment, Hong Bo also came to Li Jiaci's side and handed him a cigarette.

"Boss Li!"

"Your business is really doing well."

Hong Bo laughed: "At the start there was just that set of old machines, a dozen people, outside only a few scattered dealers; now this has started to form long lines."

"Hehe."

"Isn't this all thanks to your help promoting, Brother Hong?"

Li Jiaci said: "Rest assured, brothers will definitely not shortchange you; today's account I've recorded for you, and we'll settle it together tonight."

"Hehe!"

"Then thanks, Boss Li."

"But..."

Hong Bo said: "Boss Li, does your business now have some problems?"

"What problems?"

Li Jiaci raised an eyebrow and said, "Hong Bo, if you have something, just say it directly!"

"I'm not giving myself advice, though."

"After all, I'm always the first to pretend when I come to your place."

"But other people at your place, Li Lao Ban, don't have the standing you have, Hong Bo."

Hong Bo casually pointed and said, "That guy over there, Xiao Liuzi, has been hauling timber for you since the start; when you contracted the timber mill, he also came to show his support."

"But look at him—he's been waiting from morning till noon and the timber still isn't loaded; that's really…"

Hong Bo shook his head, chuckled twice, and said, "Hong Bo hasn't handled a business this big, but I think whatever business you do, you need to show some courtesy—at least give these old customers some convenience."

"But you now completely ignore that, making everyone line up in order."

"Even newcomers from outside can get ahead of us old customers—no wonder the old customers feel resentful…"

Upon hearing these words.

Li Jiaci raised his eyebrows, smiled, and asked, "Is someone going to Hong Bo to complain?"

"No, no."

Hong Bo waved his hand vaguely and said, "I was just speaking off the cuff; if I'm wrong, please bear with me, brother."

"But…"

"But I still hope you can look after these elders, brother."

"After all, from the start there was only one machine and a dozen workers here."

"But nobody complained; they all waited outside for you, sometimes all night."

"If we still made everyone do things the old way now, that would really be hard to justify…"

"On the surface he said there was none."

"But in fact, he had already revealed his true thoughts in his words."

"He was indeed speaking up for those who had previously brought timber to Li Jiaci's place."

Li Jiaci patted Hong Bo's shoulder and said, "Don't worry, Hong Bo—by tonight at the latest, you'll be able to haul as much timber as you want. Starting tomorrow, basically no one will need to queue."

"Huh?"

Hong Bo stared for a moment, then laughed.

"Li Lao Ban, don't tease Hong Bo like that."

"You only have two machines now, and at most you can process a few hundred cubic meters of timber a day."

"Moreover, the loading workers, day and night shifts combined, total sixteen—look over there, those guys are already slacking off."

Li Jiaci also looked in the direction Hong Bo pointed.

"Sure enough, there were a few stevedores sitting on the timber pile, resting."

"This is also a problem the mill currently faces."

"They lack managers, and of course workers too."

"Originally he assigned twelve to production and eight stevedores to loading."

"But now, eight people can't keep up with loading; after just one morning, workers are so exhausted they don't even want to move."

"And seeing this scene,"

"Li Jiaci didn't feel particularly angry about it."

He reached out and patted Hong Bo's shoulder, saying, "Hong Bo, you've been in business for years—don't you know how powerful money is?"

Hong Bo's eyebrows rose, and he instinctively asked, "How powerful?"