Financial freedom starts with smiling at life

Chapter 391 President Jiang Has Gone Mad
A tall hat was placed on Zhou Bin's head in Jiangbei City, which frightened him so much that he broke out in a cold sweat.

Not only Zhou Bin, but everyone at the table stared at Jiang Beicheng in shock.

The hat was too big; none of them dared to wear it on their own heads.

Everyone knows that the biggest taboo in business is disobeying leadership.

Zhou Bin reacted quickly, explaining, "President Jiang, you can't just throw accusations around like that. I'm running a legitimate business..."

If this gets back to the leaders, whether it's true or not doesn't matter; they'll definitely be called in for questioning.

It was predictable that the result would be very bad.

But before he could say more than a few words, Jiang Beicheng interrupted him.

Jiang Beicheng placed his hands on Zhou Bin's shoulders and patted them heavily twice. "President Zhou, I believe you know better than I how many accident cars your car dealerships have sold, how many traffic accidents they've been involved in, and how many times they've been sued."

What I want to ask is, how do you handle this privately?
I've heard some unpleasant comments, saying that you used threats against me.

Just as Zhou Bin was about to retort, Jiang Beicheng interrupted him again, "These things that have happened are not easy to investigate."

But you need to investigate what's happening now. Can you still sit here and enjoy Master Wei's banquet with peace of mind?

"Do I need to expose the schemes and tricks you, along with several city banks and online lending companies, set up?"

Zhou Bin stared blankly at Jiang Beicheng.

Why does he know so much and act like he knows everything?

Could it be that he has something on me?

Before he could react, Jiang Beichen looked at Jiang Ling beside him and poured himself a glass of wine, then clinked it against the glass in front of her.

Jiang Ling looked at Jiang Beicheng with surprise, not feeling that Jiang Beicheng was being polite to her, but rather having a bad feeling.

After finishing his drink, Jiang Beicheng said, "President Jiang, in the medical aesthetics industry, no one dares to say their hands are clean."

You are braver than others.

Are injectable breast augmentation materials legal in the country?

Jiang Ling's eyes widened instantly.

Like someone who has lost their soul.

How did he know about such a private matter?

Before she could react, Jiang Beichen patted her shoulder with a smile.

It means she should take care of herself.

With the same gesture, Jiang Beicheng clinked his third glass of wine against Huang You's.

Huang You's first reaction was that it was his turn.

Does Jiang Beicheng also have something on him?

"Mr. Huang, I've been to your entertainment club. The actors are of high quality, and the entertainment is quite diverse. However, I have a question that I'd like to ask you about."

Why are you able to remain calm and composed during the annual crackdown on prostitution?
Is your hand really clean, or do you just know how to handle things?

Oh, by the way, I happened to find out about your cousin's 800,000 yuan thing.

Huang You was stunned.

Not daring to look directly at Jiangbei City, he stared at the bowls and chopsticks in front of him, pretending to be lost in thought.

My back feels cold.

Last year, during Operation Thunder, his cousin's foot massage parlor was raided for prostitution.

The 800,000 yuan was obtained through the channels he found.

He was certain that Jiangbei City knew about his backer.

Bringing this up makes things much bigger.

Jiang Beicheng smiled, clinking his last glass against that of Wang Wei, the owner of the cold storage facility. "Mr. Wang, is the lean meat scandal four years ago really unrelated to your cold storage facility?"

Click till.

Let him experience it himself.

Wang Wei stared at Jiang Beicheng in shock. Where did he get the news about something from so long ago?

Miao Zhi smiled to herself; the Beicheng brothers had gone on a rampage at the dinner table today.

A group of cunning old foxes, who value seniority and hierarchy, remained silent and timid in front of Jiang Beicheng, this young wolf.

Miao Zhi never imagined that what Jiang Beicheng possessed was more lethal than the incriminating evidence she had given him. Every strike was potentially fatal.

The North City Brothers have it in the bag this time.

After finishing his drink, Jiang Beicheng returned to his seat. Instead of sitting down, he rested his hands on the table and glanced at the four people.

"I have absolutely no interest in the right to speak that you mentioned; I was just trying to make friends with everyone."

After listening to what the four of you said, I suddenly realized that if Master Wei doesn't hand over the power of speech to me, who else can he hand it over to?
Handing it over to you?

Do you dare to take this job?
What right do people who have something on their hands have?

If you can't even clean up your own mess, what right do you have to stand up and lead everyone?

They're all just focused on their own selfish interests.

Gentlemen, am I right?

None of the four responded.

Master Wei looked pleased. His young friend had both courage and manners, and when he was ruthless, he was cunning and ruthless.

Jiang Beicheng glanced at the wine glasses in front of the four men one last time, but they made no comment.

"I have already offered the wine, but the four of you remained unmoved. It seems you still don't want to give me and Master Wei face."

Since that's the case, I'll take this right to speak today.

Call it political flattery or business persona.

I'm going to create this persona for myself.

As soon as the voice rang out, everyone at the dozen or so tables immediately realized that Mr. Jiang had been insulted.

Dozens of people put down their bowls, chopsticks, and bottles of wine and hurriedly gathered around.

"Mr. Jiang, what's going on?"

"Young Master Jiang, who's picking on you?"

"Mr. Jiang, how do you plan to resolve this?"

"..."

It was almost the same script as last time in front of the DNA bar.

But this time, the people blocking the way weren't just anyone; they were several senior figures from the same circle.

Sitting at the dinner table, President Liang frowned slightly, as if he could feel the scene of his son being humiliated by Jiang Beicheng, a scene even bigger than today's.

This young General Manager Jiang is incredibly intimidating.

Jiang Beicheng pointed at the four of them and called out their names one by one, "Zhou Bin, Huang You, Jiang Ling, Wang Wei."

Are you proud of what you have achieved today?
To be blunt, these bosses are still far from perfect.

Have you ever sat in the reception hall of the municipal party committee?
Have you been to the Party Secretary's office?
They're all being stubborn and vain here, trying to save face and act like big shots. But when they're actually trying to pull strings behind the scenes, they must be in a really embarrassing situation.
"You're both just sycophants, so why can't you get your way into the city?"

Jiang Beicheng slammed his fist on the table: "What are your educational backgrounds?"
He has one associate degree, two vocational school diplomas, and didn't even finish another vocational school diploma. He's a self-taught businessman, and I don't know where he gets the confidence to say that times have changed.

Have you seriously studied the spirit of the Party's meeting?
What are the key economic priorities of the municipal Party committee and government this year?
...So you've spent your whole lives as small-time vendors in the eyes of your superiors, never amounting to anything.

Business opportunities lie within policies.

Are used cars, medical aesthetics, entertainment, cold storage logistics... all irreplaceable industries?

"Any interest in experiencing the workings of capital? I'll be your opponent."

"You should be grateful that Mr. Jiang is still willing to work in our circle."

“Zhou Bin, times have changed. Your petty tricks are like child’s play in front of a capital player like Xiao Jiang.”

"The four of you are deliberately making things difficult for General Manager Jiang for two reasons: one is that you feel he is too young and it would be embarrassing for him."

Moreover, they envied and were jealous of Young Master Jiang's wealth and status.

"To be honest, even if Mr. Wei didn't say anything, everyone would recognize Mr. Jiang as the leader."

"Mr. Wei, say something."

Dozens of people, each saying something, nearly drowned Zhou Bin and his companions in their spittle.

Unexpectedly, most of the people present today recognized Jiang Beicheng as their new leader.

(End of this chapter)