Chapter 548: Burnt

Chapter 548: Burnt

Chapter 548: Burnt

In the incense hall of Shenghe Restaurant, the waiter happily tapped his pipe, poured the burnt ash into the jar, and said, "Ah Sheng, drink another cup of tea and sit for a while."

Guo Lansheng just stood up, nodded when he heard the words, and went forward to pour tea for the big boss. Huang Yadiao, the big boss, Chen Zhihui and other Shenghe Dadi looked at him with attention.

After everyone left, Kai Xin picked up the teacup and said in a gentle voice, "For three consecutive months, the revenue has dropped, and the amount paid to the club has been getting less and less."

"My uncle is asking if there is a ghost in the hall."

Before he put down the turquoise Longquan porcelain, Guo Lansheng's heart skipped a beat and he hurriedly explained, "Boss, the hall master relies on red oil to make money."

"Some time ago, the mainland conducted a strict investigation, and the newspapers reported it."

Kai Xin raised her hand slightly, with a look of concern on her face: "I know it's hard for you, but after a few months, it's time to recover! Don't disturb your uncles from playing cards."

"The brothers below all have opinions."

The fruit market student raised his arm and wiped the sweat from his temples. He was wearing a blue shirt and looked capable, but his dark skin made him look old-fashioned.

"You want me to do something, big man!"

He happily spread his hands and acted like a boss: "Just pay more money, no one will teach you how to do things."

Guo Lansheng looked flustered, his eyes bitter, and he gritted his teeth and said, "I know, I will earn more next month. Is there nothing else to do?"

He smiled happily and said, "Be careful, it has not been easy for the club these past few years, I admire you the most."

Jin Laozi was wearing a suit, leaning against a BMW on the street. In the sunlight, he raised his left hand, immersed in admiring the famous watch on his wrist.

Huang Yadiao, holding a briefcase, wearing sunglasses, and holding a cigarette, saw the fruit stall owner angrily walk out of the door, and hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Brother Sheng."

Guo Lansheng waved his hand and said, "Let's get in the car together."

Happy stood by the window, holding a cup of tea, looking at the grumpy, angry fruit market student with a sympathetic look on his face: "Sorry, Ah Sheng, as a junior, helping the club comes first."

"Just hold on for a few more years until you get to the top."

The fruit vendor smoked a cigar and cursed, "You're a loan shark! Money, money, money! You're asking for money even though you didn't pay for a month. You're a loan shark!"

Huang Yadiao was driving the car, feeling somewhat proud: "There's nothing we can do, Brother Sheng, we're using the club's name."

Regardless of the car moving, Guo Lansheng climbed up and held Huang Yadiao's head: "Fuck your mother, who are you speaking for?"

In the past three months, Lao Zhong seemed to have completely forgotten the grudge between him and Liang Yunlong. He mobilized the political forces and carried out a special operation that seemed to be insignificant.

Anyone who knows Shenxiantang knows that things are not that simple. Registering a company, obtaining a license, and building an oil refinery all require a period of time.

It took three months just to deliver the Mobil imported equipment to Shenzhen, and there was also the construction of the oil tank and the recruitment of technicians.

Although Hua Bin is considered an expert, he has gathered his key personnel and poached talents from Meifu to build a team.

However, the project progressed and barely met the target. The 100,000 barrels of oil that arrived ahead of schedule even increased in price after being stored in Shencheng Bay for a month. Yin Zhaotang did not come here to speculate in oil. He specifically signed an agreement with a state-owned enterprise in Shencheng to sell 100,000 barrels of oil to support Shencheng's industry.

When Wu Xiang saw that the oil factory was built and there was discounted oil to be had, he immediately approved an "Annual Gas Station Plan" and included Zhongyi Petroleum in the bidding list.

Compared with the upstream refineries, gas stations are at most distributors with lower profit margins, but they are also a good business. Zhongyi Group has set up a new project team, which is determined to connect the upstream and downstream industries. It is very busy and has no time to call the shots in the arena!

The real political struggle, where the chess pieces are deployed, the enemy is strangled step by step, and the murder is bloodless. This is completely different from the blood-spattering and gun-wielding children of the underworld.

In Shenxiantang's view, running the Zhongyi Oil Factory well is like digging Liang Yunlong's grave. Guo Lansheng is a veteran in the underworld, and he vaguely feels that something is wrong, but he can't figure out the direction.

I wanted to do something, but I found that I didn’t have enough strength, status, or even where to put my strength.

A lot of the money I earned during this period was invested in Shenzhen, hoping to build good relationships with people there. But I could still talk to the middle-level cadres, but I couldn't even get through to the top leaders.

His subordinates had been eyeing the Shenzhen market for a long time, and they thought that the boss was trying to get in touch with local officials. After waiting for several months, they were all eager to try. The leader of the gang was dissatisfied with his conservatism and suggested that they should enter the Shenzhen market.

The fruit market man was caught in the middle, with a stubborn mind and two blocked ends, which was very uncomfortable. Finally, he could not refuse and made up his mind to go to Shenzhen. Before starting work, he specially arranged a boat to take Liang Yunlong to Haojiang.

After Mr. Liang had a good night, he finally had time to make a report: "Leader, the market in Shenzhen has been empty for several months."

"My grandpa asked me to go over there, can you please take care of me?"

Liang Yunlong, wearing a high-end suit, leaned on the sofa, holding a cigar and smiling: "Okay, in two months, we will blow up Shenxiantang's refinery in Shekou."

"If you kill a few more people, Wu Xiang will resign, and I can be transferred to Shenzhen. Then you can have business on both sides!"

The smile on Guo Lansheng's face froze, and he pulled the corner of his mouth and asked, "Boss Liang, don't joke around. It's not that easy to get a job transfer."

"Lao Zhong's refinery was originally an illegal decolorization plant. Even if it was blown up, it would not bring down Mr. Wu."

Liang Yunlong had been waiting for the fruit market boy to come and ask, smoking a cigar, his expression showing the coldness tempered by many battles: "Who told you that it was an illegal bleaching factory, haha."

"That's a fucking oil refinery with a legal license, and Lao Zhong is capable of getting the goods from abroad. One hundred thousand barrels of crude oil are right at the dock!"

To step up to the position of a SAR official, one must go through countless struggles. It is impossible to ignore the people you have offended, and to smell the wind early and find out what the gods are planning.

The man was shocked when he heard this: "A legal oil refinery, such a big business?"

Liang Yunlong frowned and nodded slowly: "We all underestimated him! Now, either I step down or he steps down."

"At least we have to get rid of Wu Xiang to have a chance to retreat unscathed, unless you give up the market in Zhuhai."

Looking at Guo Lansheng's livid face, Liang Yunlong knew what was going on. It was worth it for Kai Xin to put pressure on his men, as he finally managed to sharpen the knife.

As a big boss, he would not bow his head and ask his subordinates to do things for him. Even if he had seen something wrong two months earlier, he had persisted until now, taking advantage of the situation and asking Guo Lansheng to do it. Although he had fallen to the point of asking the triad boss to do things for him, which was an unconventional move and was already inferior, but the rope was around his neck, and it was important to survive this round, at least to keep his current position.

When Zhongyi Petroleum opens for business, Shenxiantang will be able to easily get rid of Guolansheng, and by then, everything will be reduced to ashes.

(End of this chapter)