In 1992, a small village owner became the richest man in the village by owning a car.

Chapter 584 Poaching
"No, that's not true. She just asked me for some advice. You know, there are petty thefts almost every day in the village." Sun Shunli said there was nothing wrong with that.

However, the others present sensed something different, but no one said anything. Some things can only be realized by the person involved.

After dinner, everyone went their separate ways. The next day, Yu Dawei drove to the flour mill and began to discuss with Duan Dahai the matter of poaching people from the grain depot.

Neither of them were unscrupulous businessmen. Since they wanted talent from the grain depot, they would naturally help the grain depot share some of the pressure. However, Duan Dahai was against buying grain from the grain depot.

"Given the current situation, I'm guessing the grain depot won't collapse, but it will definitely undergo a major overhaul. Innovation is inevitable, and there might even be a major reshuffle internally." Duan Dahai got up, picked up the thermos on the ground, and poured Yu Dawei a cup of hot water. The steam rose slowly and then gradually dissipated into the air.

"A few days ago, after Director Yu learned about the grain depot's situation, he came to my office to thank me. If he really continues to work at the grain depot, it's hard to say what will happen to him in the future." Duan Dahai poured himself another cup of hot water.

He doesn't like drinking tea, so there isn't much tea in his office. He finished it a while ago and hasn't gotten any more.

“I’d like to make contact with the accountant at the grain depot in the next few days. His father lives right next to my factory, so it shouldn’t be too difficult to get in touch with him.” Yu Dawei pondered for a moment. “The difficulty lies in whether the director of the grain bureau will release him.”

“It’s tough. Yang Jianjun has been hurt twice by us. Once was when we poached Director Yu from his company, and the other time was when we refused to cooperate with him and went to other places to get grain.” Duan Dahai sat back in his black executive chair, looking at Yu Dawei with a bitter smile. “If it were me, I would want to kill both of us.”

“There’s nothing we can do.” Yu Dawei sat opposite Duan Dahai, picked up his teacup, and shrugged. “We’re not the creators of this era; we’re just being swept along by it. Even if we don’t recruit people, what if these people can’t find jobs in the future? Wouldn’t that just cause more trouble for the leaders of Luhe?”

"Don't rush to contact the accountant over there." Duan Dahai looked out the window, his eyes deep in thought. After a while, he turned back and said, "I have a friend in the city. He's better informed. I'll ask him to pull some strings and dig out some information first."

"If the grain depot is really going to make some big moves, like a complete overhaul or a province-wide reform, then it's only right, both for the public and for private reasons, for the flour mill, which is the mainstay of the town's industry, to help hire some people. Besides, I'm short-staffed myself."

"If it really is a major reshuffle, I will tell you, and then you can go and contact that accountant Yang."

"That works too. But if your guess is right, I'll help you out. The grain depot has over 300 employees, most of whom live in town. It would be much more convenient for them to commute to and from get off work at my place, even if it's a bit dirty and tiring." The machinery rental market in front of Yu Dawei's factory was rented to him cheaply by the town leaders.

Although he had paved the small rental market with cement again, he also benefited greatly from this rental market; otherwise, Fanfan's repair shop wouldn't have been doing so well.

Yu Dawei was very grateful for the strong support from the leaders. If an unpredictable situation were to occur at the grain depot in the future, even if Yu Dawei didn't say anything, the leaders would take the initiative to contact him and Duan Dahai.

So it would be better to take the initiative to stop this, which would be a win-win-win situation.

The two chatted for nearly two hours before Yu Dawei left. Taking advantage of the ample time in the morning, Yu Dawei drove to the oil city to report to the official before he finished get off work.

Yesterday, a public official called, and Qin Yourong and Fang Jing confessed and accepted their punishment. As for the compensation issue for Dawei and Boss Liang, we will explain it today.

Mr. Liang has been waiting for the results in the oil city for the past few days. During the waiting time, he took his wife and children to the department store, thinking of buying them some nice clothes as a way of making up for what he owed them.

Of course, Boss Liang had other ideas. He wanted to get the key to the secret room in the office back, but he didn't say it outright. Even Yu Dawei and Duan Dahai could see it, so how could his wife not see it?
To Yu Dawei's surprise, Officer Hao was also at the police station, and many things were explained to him by Officer Hao, Boss Liang, and Yu Dawei.

First, regarding the 780,000 yuan worth of parts that Boss Liang was cheated out of, including the money spent on building a warehouse south of Luhe River, the officials ultimately ordered Fang Jing and Qin Yourong to pay 560,000 yuan in compensation.

No amount of money could be given, because Fang Jing had lost all his money trying to get a batch of goods from overseas.

Qin Yourong had saved some money over the years, and a portion of it was part of the compensation she was paying to Boss Liang.

Of course, although Mr. Liang only received 560,000 yuan in compensation this time, he didn't lose out. The construction of the four warehouses also incurred some costs, and Mr. Liang will still retain the right to use and own the four newly built warehouses south of Luhe River, since they originally belonged to him.

Overall, Mr. Liang not only managed to settle his debt to Li Fubao, but also had the resources to regroup and start anew.

But for David, there was no good news.

Fang Jing and Qin Yourong's money has been divided up, and Yu Dawei's SUV has been totaled in a crash. He should be compensated for this, including the reputational damage caused to his own parts and the emotional distress caused by the murder.

Two days ago, Yu Dawei specially sought the help of a top lawyer to compile all his losses and demands into a document, which he then handed over to the government, who will provide compensation as appropriate.

However, Fang Jing and the other person currently have no funds for compensation. Officer Hao, no, I should call him Chief.

This guy always seems to have incredible luck whenever he interacts with Yu Dawei. This time, because he helped the oil city crack down on criminals smuggling goods from overseas, he successfully caught the attention of higher-ups and was naturally transferred to the county, where he was appointed as the deputy director of a bureau in Qing County.

However, this matter is only being discussed verbally and has not been officially confirmed yet, but Director Hao couldn't help but tell Yu Dawei the good news.

After Boss Liang left, Director Hao took Yu Dawei to the temporary office in the oil city. He still needed to follow up on Fang Jing's case, so he couldn't go back from the oil city for the time being.

With Boss Liang gone, Director Hao stopped trying to hide anything and gave Yu Dawei a mysterious smile: "The higher-ups intend to reward you, after all, you deserve a lot of credit for cracking such a big smuggling operation."

"Brother Hao, it's not that bad. I was forced into it. I just need some reasonable compensation." Yu Dawei was very uneasy. After all, that bastard Lao Liang had already divided up all the money, and now he was going to take a share of his real estate?

That's impossible. This item won't even be auctioned off to me. Perhaps I can only wait for Fang Jing and Qin Yourong's other items to be auctioned off and sold before I can get compensation.

"Don't worry, all the rewards from above are here." Hao Jianqiang took out a brown paper bag from the drawer, waved it in front of Yu Dawei, and said with a teasing smile.

"Dawei, we're not strangers, so let me start with myself." Hao Jianqiang put his things on the corner of the table, then gave Yu Dawei a rotten tomato-like smile. "I've had another stroke of luck this time, and I really have to thank you. Not only have I been promoted, but the leaders here in the oil city also value me highly. I guess it won't be long before I have to move to the oil city."

"Great news! It just so happens that my second uncle also lives in the oil city." Yu Dawei clapped his hands, but then suddenly paused, looking at Hao Jianqiang with a mischievous grin. "Brother Hao, you really need to find your other half. If you don't, you'll be an old geezer soon."

"Hehe, I'm already an old hand." Hao Jianqiang's smile faded, and his expression became serious. "It's good that I've dedicated my life to China, and it's also good to be alone." Yu Dawei didn't say anything after hearing this. He had drunk with Brother Hao before and knew that there was a deep sadness in his heart that he couldn't get over.

To put it bluntly, the "white moonlight" from back then was too powerful, which is why I haven't met anyone I feel a connection with all these years.

His childhood friend, who is the same age as him and is Yu Dawei's second uncle, not only has two sons, but it is also said that his later aunt is pregnant with another one.

I don't know if it's a girl or a boy.

In his previous life, Yu Dawei had never heard whether the youngest child in his second uncle's family was a boy or a girl.

"Back to you, the reason the higher-ups can't openly reward you isn't because they're worried about you becoming famous, but because they're protecting you. Currently, products flowing into China from overseas are categorized, and many are non-compliant. If some people with ulterior motives find out that you've blocked their path to wealth, doing business in the future will be even more difficult."

After explaining, Hao Jianqiang opened the brown paper bag and took out some documents, handing them to Yu Dawei: "So the higher-ups want to reward you with something practical."

"Fang Jing and Qin Yourong each own a property in the oil city. Fang Jing's property is in Meiling Community, behind Huizhan Street in Sa District. It's considered a high-end community. Here are some interior photos." Hao Jianqiang pointed to the photos that had been developed from the documents.

"Qin Yourong's property is in Xincun Third District of the Development Zone. It is a large single-level apartment of 200 square meters with four bedrooms, two living rooms and two bathrooms. The next picture is a photo."

Yu Dawei turned a page of the document in his hand, and then saw two photos tucked in the middle of the next page. One photo showed a sunny living room with a balcony full of pothos, clivia and other flowers and plants.

In front of the off-white leather sofa was a large, fluffy white rug; just looking at Yu Dawei in the photo, you could tell it wasn't cheap.

In addition, there was a 45-inch plasma TV on the TV cabinet. This was only in 2000, when every household was still using large rear-projection TVs, and Qin Yourong had already replaced it with such a large TV, a plasma one at that.

However, Yu Dawei, who is well-versed in the future, clearly remembers that this thing will be phased out in a few years. First, it will be LCD screens, then LEDs, and finally projection screens and the like.

Anyway, Yu Da rarely watched TV after that, and he couldn't remember what the ultimate form of television would become in the future.

However, Qin Yourong's house, especially the living room, looks really good.

In addition, there is a photo of a bedroom. The spacious bedroom has a separate bathroom and a walk-in closet. There is also a Lenovo computer with the latest Windows 98 on the table next to it.

Tsk tsk, that computer looks brand new in the photos. It's obvious that Qin Yourong rarely uses it; it's probably just for decoration.

"This four-bedroom, two-living-room house is quite interesting." Even with his current lowly status, Yu Dawei couldn't help but have his eyes light up at the sight of the house.

The apartment is a spacious 200-square-meter unit with brand-new renovations and all kinds of soft furnishings. Most importantly, it is located in the Xincun Third District of the Development Zone.

If I remember correctly, the school Yu Muyu transferred to was nearby. If she had this house, it seems she wouldn't need Yu Dawei to pick her up and drop her off every day.

Tsk tsk, Yu Dawei is actually quite pleased with himself, and he can't help but smile right now!

"Ahem, tone it down a bit, there's more good stuff to come." Hao Jianqiang pointed to the next page. "Fang Jing has managed to get to this level in the oil city, he must have more than just this little bit of wealth."

"What about Qin Yourong?"

"Besides the dozens she's saved up, this is the only house she owns. It's not bad, a 200-square-meter house in the city, which is something most people can't earn with their money." Hao Jianqiang sighed. Although he was a public servant, he had no right to comment on Qin Yourong.

Whether it's right or wrong, that's their own choice.

"Besides two large warehouses, Fang Jing also owns a piece of land in Qinglong Mountain, covering an area of ​​about fifty acres," Hao Jianqiang added.

"Fifty mu?!" Yu Dawei put down the documents in his hand, looked up at Brother Hao, and his eyes widened in disbelief! "This guy has fifty mu of land for his own use?!"

“Yes, I checked. He bought the land use rights for Qinglong Mountain a long time ago, probably in the early 1980s. He’s been using this land ever since.” Hao Jianqiang shook his head. “When we went there, it was a large urban village. Fang Jing was probably the hidden landlord all along.”

“We asked Qin Yourong about this, but she didn’t know anything about it.”

Yu Dawei sat in his chair, still unable to come back to his senses. Fifty acres of land would have been much cheaper if bought earlier, especially in that urban village in Qinglong Mountain.

It may be cheap, but it's not worthless. I never expected that Lao Fang had some real skills back then.

I bet his dad must have had at least two coins back then.

Can I have that land?

"Heh, dream on!" Hao Jianqiang rolled his eyes: "Whether it's the house, Fang Jing's warehouse, or those fifty acres of land, none of them are given to you for free."

Upon hearing this, Yu Dawei's previously passionate face instantly fell, and he then slumped down and sighed.

"However..." Hao Jianqiang saw that Yu Dawei's mentality had been pretty much swayed, so he changed the subject and looked at Yu Dawei again with a mysterious smile on his lips.

(End of this chapter)