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Chapter 671 - 420 Humor Cell_2

Chapter 671: Chapter 420 Humor Cell_2

Meng Li stood by in a daze.

It isn’t something a county head can decide on...

Good grief, such big talk? It’s just a breeding farm, right...

Mr. Meng, however, thought there was reason in her words; after all, if the second phase of the investment was as large-scale as Gao Yuan had described, then even a deputy mayor wouldn’t be too much.

"Manager Meng, speaking of which, there are some things I think still need to be mentioned," Gao Yuan said, glancing at Meng Li with a meaningful look.

"Maintaining good relationships with local officials is necessary, but the tighter the network, the more it means your hands are tied when it comes to acting.

A net catches fish but can also bind oneself.

The more you receive from others, the more they will expect in return from you.

Mengshan Pasture is rooted in Meng Family Village, benefiting the local area and enriching the community, which is expected; in terms of personal connections... I believe Manager Meng and Consultant Sun can handle it well.

My opinion is, what should be given, we shouldn’t be stingy with, but what shouldn’t be taken by others, don’t let them covet it from the start...

For instance, if you’re buying steel and cement, giving a 5% profit margin to allow others to earn, and earn a bit more than others, that’s enough.

If someone wants 12% and you give it, next time they will expect 15%, and the time after that, they might want everything you have.

To govern the land with these means is like trying to extinguish fire with fuel; as long as there is fuel, the fire will never go out..."

While Mr. Meng had not out reacted much yet, Meng Li at his side was already uneasy, sweating profusely.

Being an experienced person, how could he not discern the underlying implications in Gao Yuan’s words?

Talking about buying steel and cement?

Why not just name names?

The incident of him delivering substandard building materials had apparently reached the ears of others.

It seemed like she was talking about local officials, but in reality, she was giving him a warning...

This Gao Yuan might look young, but her words were incredibly sharp, with no consideration for saving face.

What made Meng Li even more uneasy was that these numbers, 5% and 12%, exactly matched the approximate profit margins of their own trading company last time...

Was it a coincidence?

Or had their meticulous team already completely figured him out?

Isn’t it said that rich people from big cities are naive and flush with cash?

Why does the one I met know exactly how much money she can make, as if she has our company’s accounts in hand...

Although Mr. Meng was a bit slow on the uptake, he soon understood as well and was inwardly alarmed.

Luckily, he wasn’t confused last time!

He glanced at Meng Li and quickly assured.

"Don’t worry, I will definitely pay attention to this aspect, and for things I don’t understand, I will ask Consultant Sun for advice."

"Hmm! I trust Manager Meng will handle it well. It’s getting late; I shall take my leave," Gao Yuan said.

...

"Whew~" X2

Watching the black business car drive away, the brothers almost simultaneously heaved a sigh of relief.

Mr. Meng turned to Meng Li with some amusement, "Big Brother, why are you sweating?"

"Uh... well, it’s a bit hot," Meng Li nervously wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, feeling his back slightly wet.

"Now you know she’s not easy to fool, right? Let’s cut back on those crooked thoughts in the future," Mr. Meng said with displeasure. "Just because she’s far away and high up, don’t really think she’s just a nominal leader, okay?"

"Cough!" Meng Li coughed awkwardly.

"I was also doing it for our Mr. Meng family. Younger brother, rest assured, it won’t happen again.

This Chairman Gao is really not an easy character to deal with."

He was now somewhat frightened; had the last batch of building materials really been accepted, she probably wouldn’t have let it go, and he definitely would have ended up worse off.

That really would have been stealing chickens only to end up losing the rice.

Seeing Meng Li’s retrospective fear, Mr. Meng actually felt relieved and somewhat thankful to Gao Yuan.

He didn’t know if Gao Yuan did it intentionally or not, but as of today’s event, his elder brother would probably be a bit more restrained.

At least those acts of inflating prices and arranging jobs for relatives would decrease significantly.

Could it be that someone came for this very reason?

However, the words just now did stir him quite a bit.

Managing affairs for the state is like clutching fuel to extinguish a fire; the fuel never exhausts, the fire never dies...

Indeed, how could the fire of human desire possibly have an end?

If today you soften your heart and take a step back, tomorrow you’ll be forced to give up a mile, and continuing this way, even the largest enterprise might be brought to ruin, thereby causing everyone to lose their livelihoods.

Being merciful does not suit a soldier; his mentality indeed needed to change...

Perhaps Mr. Meng wasn’t aware, but from this moment on, Mengshan Pasture’s future took a drastically different path...

"By the way, little brother, why didn’t Chairman Gao stay at a hotel last night and instead stayed at your house?"

It was then that Meng Li suddenly asked.

Seeing his evasive eyes, it was obvious he sensed that Gao Yuan and Mr. Meng’s relationship with his family didn’t seem like that of ordinary superiors and subordinates.

Otherwise, how could such a high-ranking chairman stay at the home of a subordinate?

Mr. Meng gave his persistent older brother a look; of course, it was impossible to tell him about the "relationship" his nephew had with Gao Yuan.

Otherwise, next time he might not just ask for 12% profit; who knows, he might demand half!

Moreover, in the countryside, as everyone understands, good news doesn’t travel far, but bad news spreads fast.

Even a slight rumor could turn into an 80-episode TV drama in people’s minds, spun in the most distressing versions imaginable.

If others knew that Gao Yuan came due to her connection with Meng Lang, don’t ask what the reason was, even if they truly appreciated Xiao Lang’s talents, the Meng family’s reputation would definitely become tainted...

From knowing about this, Mr. Meng had already made up his mind.

He must keep this matter tightly sealed!

He looked at Meng Li with annoyance.

"What else could it be? City folks are used to living in steel and concrete; they just start liking rural ’agri-tainment’ venues!"

"Uh..."

...

Gao Yuan, who was very busy, didn’t stay long in Meng Family Village.

After saying goodbye to the couple from the Meng family, she hurried to the last stop of this trip...

Yangcheng City, headquarters of Hua Wei.

Employees in suits and carrying briefcases bustled to and fro, either exchanging documents or communicating over the phone.

Business elites from all over converged here under the leadership of a legendary entrepreneur, forming a highly efficient team in production, research, and sales.

This also fostered a unique Hua Wei culture distinct from other companies.

The outside world viewed this culture with mixed opinions.

But undeniably, this unique corporate culture had created the most competitive leading company in Country Hua today.

An individual company’s strength gave the current global hegemon a thorn in its side.

This too was an extremely rare feat in history!

Yet as the saying goes, ’the taller the tree, the heavier the wind blows it down.’ The chilling winds from across the ocean eventually made people within this building feel a trace of coldness...

As the recent G2 frictions intensified.

Citing security, the parliament across the ocean publicly called on their nation’s companies to stop cooperating with Hua Wei.

Simultaneously, Australia and Britain virtually at the same time responded, claiming they were assessing the ban of Hua Wei’s involvement in the upcoming 5g network development.

Britain even threatened to remove existing Hua Wei 4g equipment.

Apart from a few Anglo-Saxon countries, Fusang, the top hound of the Anglo-Saxon group, also hinted in advance at the potential cessation of purchasing Hua Wei equipment.

To the outside world, this might just seem like harsh, inconsequential words.

However, Hua Wei, at the center of this maelstrom, truly felt immense pressure.

Even the rank and file employees could sense an unusual tension in the hurried footsteps of their leaders.

What the busy multitude of employees did not know was

that at this moment, in a certain office on the upper floors of the building, a historic meeting concerning the fate of the company was taking place...