309 The action of cutting vegetables with the hand

309 compared the action of cutting vegetables with his hands

Tina raised her head. After the land on the West River was acquired by Dingshang Group, she actually felt that it didn't matter if she did not participate in the development of this project. With the current development momentum of Suxintang, it might be better to devote all her energy to Suxintang.

Although she also regrets the energy wasted in the early project research and investigation, it's good to think about it as purely going to Hezab to experience folk customs. Even if she doesn't consider the project development, she still gains a lot.

But it is obvious that Luo Qunhang doesn't think so.

She took a look at Luo Qunhang, quickly repeated the recorded things, and then asked softly, "Do you really want to develop a cultural tourism development zone alone? How can Yangwei Group spare so much energy and funds now?"

A light flashed in Luo Qunhang's deep eyes.

He smiled at Xintian and said, "You are an internal employee of Yangwei Group. Do you know the actual operation of Yangwei Group? Do others know?"

Tina looked at Luo Qunhang's smile and suddenly woke up and said, "You have to create this illusion for others, which makes people think that you are not willing to give up and want to develop another tourism development project alone, but the content is exactly the same as that you originally wanted to develop on the Huanxi River."

Her mind turned quickly and whispered, "In the government's planning, the Huanxi River wants to become a landmark building in H City. Now it is the land of Dingshang Group. You have the advantages of developing programs and promoting Khuzab culture. If you don't give in, that is, there will be two cultural tourism development zones in H City, which are repeated construction, and the mutual effect will be greatly reduced. And if you cooperate, then it will be from 13. It is also the result that the H municipal government wants to see.

Luo Qunhang only reminded that Xin Tian could see through his thoughts, and he nodded approvingly.

Tina thought for a moment, looked up at Luo Qunhang in surprise, and asked softly, "I thought you didn't want to cooperate with Dingshang Group."

With the pride of Luo Qunhang and Shang Yuan, it is difficult to imagine that the two groups can calmly cooperate on a project. The cooperation of a project requires long-term development. Projects such as tourism development may take a few years. If it is just a joint venture, it is okay. If both of them want to ask about the specific affairs of the development project, they will be instructive. I'm afraid that the manager who is directly responsible for the development project will cause a lot of trouble.

Luo Qunhang looked at her, with a smile in his deep eyes, and asked softly, "Why not? What it means to win or lose is not for a moment, but whether you can achieve the result you want. The result I want is to participate in the construction of this tourism development project. Originally, the land belonged to Julong Group, so I cooperated with Julong Group. Now the land belongs to Dingshang Group, so I cooperate with Dingshang Group. It's just a business. Why think too much?

He was in high spirit and seemed to be quite disapproving of Xin Tian's worries.

Tina glanced at him, looked at the comfort in his deep eyes, and smiled bitterly. Luo Qunhang wanted to participate in this project. No matter how high-sounding the reason was, I'm afraid he was always unwilling to lose in the hands of Shang Yuan. If this land fell into the hands of others, maybe he would give up focusing on the development of Su Xintang. Maybe.

Even so, she cheered up, because the whole development plan was put forward by her. If she could see them become reality with her own eyes, there would be a great sense of achievement.

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The morning sun shines into the huge floor-to-ceiling window, and the room is full of golden brilliance.

Shang Yuan sat at his desk in front of the window, and there were a lot of documents on the desk, which were waiting for his approval. There is also a beach chair on the office space not far away.

Not long ago, he could lie on the beach chair and listen to music while working. Not long after today, he is still his lazy and sexy peach blossom eyes, but his maverick casual dress has been replaced by a slim suit. Although it is also a fashionable casual style, it is always not as comfortable as casual clothes, and he can't continue to lie down. On the beach chair, but sitting upright at the desk.

The door of the office knocked and a tall and fashionable female assistant came in. This is his assistant in Dingshang Group. When he came to H City this time, the only waywardness was that he did not go to the branch of Dingshang Group to work, but relied on the bright and happy office under the pretext of inspecting the bright and happy business situation.

It's just that Archie is not here. Pan Lang's personality is always a little restrained and honest, and he still feels a little lonely and lively as usual.

He looked at the newspaper sent by the female assistant and saw the news about the bone flute published in the newspaper. His eyes gradually deepened. It was Luo Qunhang who was putting pressure on him. He knew that the H municipal government had a plan for this land and could not carry out commercial development at will, but he also made a lot of preparations. He knew that once the project was completed, he would gain fame and fortune, so he would participate in the competition.

The whole page of the newspaper is writing bone flutes and Hezab. Looking at the content of the next issue, it seems that he intends to continue to publish the content of Hezabu culture. Shang Yuan will not regard this as Luo Qunhang's kindly propaganda for him.

He looked carefully at the following simple paragraph, which said that Khezzab is an outstanding representative of the culture of the two river basins. When other provinces and cities play cultural cards, H City cannot lag behind. Yangwei Group will spend a lot of money to build a Hezabu cultural publicity scenic spot in H City, and at the same time build a one-stop cultural development project of leisure tourism, culture and entertainment led by it.

That's because Tina was worried that the timeliness of periodicals and magazines was too slow, so she arranged such a paragraph in the newspaper first.

Shang Yuan looked at the paragraph and frowned deeply.

He was thinking. The mobile phone rang, and a polite and strange voice came from the other end of the phone. He whispered, "General Manager Shang? I'm Xiao Wang, the mayor's secretary. Do you have time now?" The villagers who were originally demolished on the land around the West River are sitting in front of the municipal government to protest. Please deal with it as soon as possible. If you come in person, Mayor Huang also wants to talk to you.

Shang Yuan was slightly stunned and then agreed to go there immediately. Although Secretary Wang put the villagers' quiet protest in front of him, it was clear that it was more important for the mayor to talk to him about this matter.

He tidyed up the desktop, packed up his things and went out. When he opened the door, he met Pan Lang who was about to push the door in. Shang Yuan was a little stunned and whispered, "What, is Pan Lang looking for me?"

Pan Lang looked at the report in his hand when he was about to go out and said softly, "Mr. Shang, you are busy with you. I put the report on the table. You can read it when you come back. You are not in a hurry."

Shang Yuan nodded, turned around and left. After a few steps, he suddenly turned his head and came back and said simply, "Thank you."

Thank you, Pan Lang was stunned. I don't know if what he said was that he helped him successfully make Luo Qunhang give up his vigilance, or whether he didn't care about this matter at all, or just simply thanked him for sending the report.

He nodded and smiled, and the two passed by.

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The spacious and bright bedroom, although only one bedroom, is more spacious and luxurious than the living rooms of many ordinary people.

Abundant sunlight shines in from the outside, and a comfortable old man with a clear and resolute face lies quietly. The bedroom door knocked three times, like a kitten scratching its claws. The sick old man immediately opened his eyes alertly, and there was a deep and sharp light in his eyes.

The door gently pushed open a seam, and a man in black with an ordinary face flashed gently and entered the room.

He walked to the bed, looked at the old man, and said respectfully, "Master, what you asked me to check has been clarified."

The old man nodded gently and then asked, "When you came in, were you seen by others? There were many of his people in this room."

The man in black shook his head and said, "Don't worry, I'm very careful. No one will see it. He and his female assistant went to the Serenity Valley in the United States to inspect the Indian Music Festival, and they were indeed assassinated by a killer. The killer was hired by the rival Dragon Group. He pretended to be missing and died, relaxed the vigilance of the Dragon Group, but after secretly returning to China, he set a trap to find evidence to send the two bosses of the Dragon Group to the detention center, which will be courted in the future. The key figure here is the priest in the church in Ningjing Town. The killer followed them to the church hospital that day. Luo Qunhang was shot by the priest who was operated on and caught the killer.

When he talks to the old man of **, he generally does not call Luo Qunhang's name directly or his identity. Only when the number of people in the conversation increases, does he mention his name to show the distinction.

The old man's eyes were full of surprise and whispered, "What kind of priest can cure gunshot wounds and catch professional killers."

A trace of light flashed in the man's eyes in black. He also thought so and felt that the priest was very different, so he spent some time investigating the priest. It seemed that his efforts were not in vain.

He replied softly, "This priest is also an Oriental. His accent is near City B, and he is very good at medical and martial arts. His Chinese name is Cheng Jun. He came to the quiet town of the United States in 1965 and has been there as a priest since then. After saving Luo Qunhang this time, he also took out a bone flute for them and entrusted them to find offspring and hand it over to the bone flute.

After saying softly, he was surprised to see that the old man's face was like dirt, as if he was going to tremble desperately, but he resisted it. He asked worriedly, "What's wrong with you?"

Luo Hongcai tried his best to suppress the shock brought by the name of the news. He asked softly, "Do you have his appearance? Let me have a look."

The man in black handed over his mobile phone, which contained a photo of Father Cheng Jun.

Even if the outline of the man in the photo has not changed for decades, he can see the elegant appearance of his youth at a glance. Luo Hong feels that his heart is tightly pressed, and he seems to see a blazing fire and a large area of red in his mind.

He gasped. The man in black was worried about holding him on the ground, took out the heart medicine in the bedside drawer, and carefully fed it to his mouth.

Luo Hong took the medicine and calmed down after a long time. He whispered, "Thank you. I would be gratified if some of these children could be like you."

The man in black shook his head and whispered, "They will all come back."

With the comfort of the man in black, Luo Hong seemed to be a little better. He looked carefully at the people in the photo again. He was old and old. He was not seeing him. He didn't feel that time was rushing and the years were passing.

He looked at the photo with complicated eyes for a long time and whispered, "You have to go back to the United States again." This man..."

He paused for a moment and compared the action of cutting vegetables with his hand. Although he was old, when he compared this action, the murderous and viciousness in his eyes still made people shudder.