If Zhao Peng was still there at this moment, you could see that the place where Cao Shuang went was Zhao Zhengyi's house.

Zhao Zhengyi's family is more than 100 meters away from Cao Shuang's house.

Go forward along the edge of the wheat field and arrive in a few minutes.

Knock on the door.

Zhao Zhengyi had just returned from the morning market and was sitting on the sofa to rest.

I heard someone knocking on the door and opening it, it turned out to be Cao Shuang.

Zhao Zhengyi was a little annoyed. He looked around and found that there were no people coming and going on the village road. He pulled Cao Shuang into the yard and quickly closed the door.

"Didn't you tell you not to come to our house during the day?"

There was anger in the voice.

He is the village director, and Cao Shuang is a habitual thief.

When someone else sees two people interacting, they will definitely be gossiped about.

Cao Shuang smiled flatteringly and said, "Grandmaster, this is not an urgent matter. Otherwise, how dare I go against your instructions and step on the threshold of your family."

"Say, what's the matter?"

Zhao Zhengyi sat on the sofa, picked up a piece of watermelon and bit it, chewed it a few bites, and spit the seeds on the ground.

When Zhao Zhengwei held a family meeting, Zhao Zhengyi seemed very humble, but in front of Cao Shuang, he turned into the high-ranking village director, very imposing.

"Then..." Cao Shuang lowered his voice, "Didn't you tell me to do that?"

Zhao Zhengyi glanced at him and said nothing.

"Oh, it wasn't you who asked me to do it. Isn't there something that happened? Today was a good opportunity, and it was a matter of being able to get it right. But Zhao Peng suddenly went home and caught my brother right. He didn't stand the test and vomited completely."

"What!!"

Zhao Zhengyi smashed the unfinished watermelon back on the plate and said angrily: "What's going on? You can't do such a small thing."

Cao Shuang cried with a sad face, "Accident, it's an accident. Today isn't Fengji, and the third master's family is not there. I thought that it must be a good opportunity, but when he was looking for it, Zhao Peng suddenly came back..."

"waste!"

Zhao Zhengyi stood up and paced back and forth on the ground with his hands behind his back.

"You said just now, Cao Hong gave all the explanations?"

"I've told you that someone from another place asked us to do it, but it didn't touch you. But now I guess there is no way to do it. Zhao Peng has now taken precautions, and it's basically impossible to find that contract."

Zhao Zhengyi felt a little relieved when he didn't pull him in.

If this matter is known to be instructed by him, it will be really hard to end.

"Fourth Master, look now..."

"You just pretend that this has never happened. You spend the 500 yuan you gave you before, and you don't have to return it to me. But you have to remember to remind your brother to keep a good word. This matter cannot reveal any news, otherwise... with your past years, you will be able to keep it for the rest of your life."

Cao Shuang saw Zhao Zhengyi's face showing a cold light, and was a little scared.

This village director has great energy in the village and even in the town, and everyone in Zhaojiazhuang knows it.

Who can make someone have a brother who is a high-ranking official?

"I know, I'm sensible."

"Go back, don't come to our house if you have nothing to do in the future."

"Know."

Zhao Zhengyi sent Cao Shuang out, returned to the room, sat on the sofa and pondered for a while, picked up the phone on the coffee table and dialed the number.

"Hey, Mr. Qin? I'm Zhao Zhengyi, yes, hello..."

Unlike talking to Cao Shuang, when talking to him on the phone, Zhao Zhengyi's face was flushed and even gave him a little congratulation.

Just like Cao Shuang was talking to him just now.

It's also like a pug, waiting for the owner to throw his bones over.

...

Because it was too late in the afternoon, Zhao Peng simply did not go to school.

Because of his family, he didn't go to the school many times. His class teacher Song Jianshe is not very strict. As long as it is not very serious, it would be better if he doesn't have to wait for the school for several consecutive days.

If he hadn't been reborn, he would have dropped out of school now, let alone going to school.

In addition, he has been studying well recently, and Song Jianshe has been satisfied and will not demand too much.

After all, there are a few days left to take the exam, and the fate of teachers and students is only a few days away. If it were any teacher, it would not be too extreme.

Zhao Peng knew that Hu Li would definitely come back to the small yard to look for him after school, so he lay on the bed to rest.

It was very wrong for him to absolutely steal the contract. It seemed that the reason he thought about before could explain it, but it was not reasonable enough.

I always feel like something is almost there.

Just as I was thinking, someone knocked on the door.

He went out and opened the door and found a strange man standing at the door.

He is over 1.7 meters tall, wearing a straight gray suit and a pair of black leather shoes on his feet. He polishes it shiny and spotlessly clean.

Gold-rimmed glasses, eyes are not big, but bright, with a straight nose and thin lips.

When he saw Zhao Peng, he smiled slightly, and it seemed very formal.

"Hello, Mr. Zhao, it was Mr. Lun who introduced me to you to report. My name is Wu Qing."

Zhao Peng hesitated slightly and realized that this was the professional manager Lun Qingshan introduced to him.

But I originally thought that the visitor must be a middle-aged uncle with a strong sense of business, but I didn't expect that the young man in front of me looked only twenty-five or six years old. His temperament was completely unspeakable, but he could be said to be elegant and easy-going.

Mr. Zhao...

Zhao Peng was a little uncomfortable with this title. When he was working in his previous life, he could only be the director of a small workshop, which was still a lot short of the general manager of the company.

He did not have the opportunity to talk to the general manager. After working for several years, the general manager naturally didn't know about him.

Now, except for his thoughts and secrets that are unspeakable in his mind, his other foundation is very weak.

Strictly speaking, you can't be a general manager at all.

but……

Objective is objective, but he is not timid.

Everything has a proficient process, and no one is born powerful.

In this life, since you want to develop the industrial economy in your hometown, it is an unavoidable task to become the helm of a decent company.

Thinking of this, Zhao Peng smiled slightly and stretched out his hand: "Hello, Mr. Wu."

Holding two hands together.

Wu Qing's hands were not as big as Zhao Peng, but they were dry and powerful. Zhao Peng felt many rough cocoons between his palms and fingers, which proved that he was either diligent in training or was born in poverty.

Otherwise, it would not be left with such a thick and a bit of a grinding cocoon.

Zhao Peng's hands were already rough enough, but Wu Qing's hands were even rougher.

"Come in, don't be polite. Since you came to me today, it means that Grandpa Lun has already told you about my affairs..."

"I'm sorry, I'll interrupt, Mr. Zhao." Wu Qing smiled softly, "In fact, Mr. Lun said nothing. He just told me that he would invest 1 million for you and ask me to report it to you."

"That's it?" Zhao Peng was surprised.

"that's all."

Zhao Peng scratched his head, "That old man, I told him so many things in vain."

He arranged someone to come over and didn't explain it in advance.

"Mr. Zhao, Mr. Lun should think that it is better for you to arrange and explain the affairs of our company in person. He is just an investor and cannot interfere with the actual operation of our company."

Wu Qing saw Zhao Peng's confusion and explained.

Zhao Peng noticed that he kept saying words like our company, and it seemed that he was in a state very quickly.

It's not a loss, it's professional.

Zhao Peng secretly gave Wu Qingchu a good impression.

Zhao Peng and Wu Qing entered the room.

Next door is the place where eggs are stored, and you can only talk about things in the room where Zhao Peng lives.

"Sit down, I'm just staying here at night, so there's no water or anything, I'm sorry."

"It's great, you don't have to be polite."

Zhao Peng smiled, so he wouldn't be polite.

Two big men, it’s also good to be simpler.
To be continued...