I'm in the county town, and you say I'm a big shot?

Chapter 423: Dark and Windy Night, Time of Murder and Arson
On a dark and windy night, people are killing people and setting fires.

However, there was no wind tonight, and a crescent moon hung in the sky, so there was certainly no question of murder or arson.

Zhao Wenjun was sitting in a car by the roadside, with Song Dahai sitting next to him.

He certainly knew Song Dahai, the youngest son of Song Qingdong, the richest man in Nanxincheng. However, the position of the richest man may have been handed over to Fang Qingye, although the latter never admitted it.

Unlike Zhao Wenjun, who looked somewhat tired, Song Dahai was full of energy, his eyes fixed on the gate of Guyuan Agricultural Technology Company not far ahead.

Zhao Wenjun couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

He really couldn't understand why this rich kid was so enthusiastic about this.
As arranged by Fang Qingye, Zhao Wenjun personally took charge, leading the head of the security department and three security guards who were not on duty that night, splitting into two groups to monitor the two companies respectively.

This number of people is definitely not enough. We rely on the twenty people that Song Dahai brought, divided into two groups, sitting in several luxury cars.

Besides Song Dahai, there were also several rich kids among them, and they even had walkie-talkies!

Then Song Dahai picked up the walkie-talkie and said, "Hey, Shi Yong, any movement on your end?"

"There's still no movement."

"Make sure they all perk up," Song Dahai instructed.

"Don't worry, Brother Dahai, I've also sent someone to keep an eye on the back gate of the factory. If they dare to haul anything out, I'll kill them!"

Zhao Wenjun was speechless for a moment.

Is this some kind of group fight?
Just then, the previously closed factory gates suddenly opened, and the sound of a car starting up was heard first, followed by the bright headlights shining in.

Zhao Wenjun also saw clearly that there were several large trucks carrying various kinds of machinery!

"Holy crap! They're out! Brothers, grab your weapons and get out!" Song Dahai yelled into the walkie-talkie, pushed open the door and jumped out of the car, holding a two-foot-long steel pipe in his hand!
Startled, Zhao Wenjun quickly pushed open the door and got out of the car.

Nothing happened to Fang Qingye that night.

The next morning, Fang Qingye had just gotten up when she received a call from Song Dahai: "Yezi, just as you said, those two companies hired several large trucks in the middle of the night to haul equipment away, but our people stopped them on the spot."

"Nothing happened, right?" Fang Qingye asked hurriedly.

"It was just a minor skirmish, or to put it officially, a physical altercation," Song Dahai chuckled on the other end of the phone.

"Huh?!" Fang Qingye was taken aback.

"Don't worry, it's a small matter. Later, the police station came. The station chief is a friend of mine. As soon as he heard me about it, he immediately impounded the two trucks and said we'd talk about it when the court came tomorrow."

Fang Qingye was immediately relieved: "Thank you for your hard work. I'll have Zhao Wenjun pay your friends."

"What kind of reward? Just a meal will do. Everyone wants to have a drink with you."

What the hell!

It would be better to pay someone to drink with you.

Fang Qingye finished breakfast and drove to work. Just as she entered the office and took a few sips of the tea that her secretary Hu Lingling had poured, she saw Zhao Wenjun knock on the door and rush in, looking tired and as if she hadn't slept all night.

“There was indeed some activity from both companies last night. Section Chief Liu and I were both there.” Zhao Wenjun recounted the events, which were largely the same as what Song Dahai had said.

"That's good. President Zhao, you didn't sleep well last night, so go home and rest now. Come to work tomorrow," Fang Qingye said with concern.

"It's alright, Minister Guo and I will take people to the court immediately and apply to freeze their accounts." After chatting for a few more minutes, Zhao Wenjun hurriedly left.

Hmm. Zhao Wenjun is quite hardworking.

Fang Qingye leisurely sipped her tea.

With savings and surplus grain at home, and debts recovered and no bad or dead debts, life will be a bit more comfortable.

Of course, the bank still has a lot to deal with, such as revising reward and punishment measures, reducing the pressure on employees to attract deposits, and shifting their attention back to their individual job duties.

Increasing promotional efforts for credit cards, funds, and insurance; improving online banking functions; expanding settlement and payment scope; and providing customers with wealth management and insurance options are all key priorities for banks in the coming period.

As for internet banking and smart banking services, those will come later.

This thing requires a steady and methodical approach; there's no rush.

After finishing up the urgent matters at the bank, Fang Qingye planned to go to Shanghai, mainly to discuss Ele.me's fourth round of financing.

KPMG has issued a new valuation report for Ele.me, valuing it at 60 billion yuan, double the valuation from last year. According to the board's minutes, they plan to raise 20 billion yuan to further expand Ele.me's business in major cities across China. Last year, they planned to expand Ele.me's food delivery business to 36 cities within two years, a goal that has now been largely achieved.

Ele.me executives plan to expand to 40 more cities within one to one and a half years, so that Ele.me's food delivery business can basically cover first-, second-, and third-tier cities. At the same time, they will begin to build their own online and offline ecosystem, all of which will require a lot of capital.

Several investment groups have already expressed great interest, including Sequoia Capital China, Matrix Partners China, GSR Ventures, Hillhouse Capital, and Alibaba.

"Hu Lingling," Fang Qingye called out.

The secretary immediately came over from the next room.

"I'm planning to go to Shanghai for a while. President Zhao will be in charge of the bank's work. If anything important happens, you must report to me promptly!"

Hu Lingling understood Fang Qingye's meaning. She was worried that Zhao Wenjun might encounter something important and conceal it or act on her own initiative. Although she was a secretary, she had the right to access all bank documents!
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"President Fang, are you going to Shanghai alone?" Hu Lingling asked.

"Ah."

Hu Lingling was somewhat disappointed.

I used to be Zhang Xiaojun's secretary, and I would take her with me on business trips.

However, I heard that Fang Qingye never brings a secretary or even a driver when she does things; she always drives herself to handle matters, which is completely different from Zhang Xiaojun's style.

Thinking about this made Hu Lingling feel a little better.

"Fang Xing, don't worry, I will keep a close eye on things."

Ah?
Fang Qingye glanced at the girl.

Ha, isn't that a bit silly?

She's not just a pretty face with no brains.

Fang Qingye immediately called Zhao Wenjun to explain the situation, and then asked Hu Lingling to call Yang Weiyi over to give him a few instructions. After that, she drove home, took her suitcase, and drove straight to Shanghai, where she checked into her villa at noon.

This afternoon I visited Topway Technology and Tomorrow Cube, and I plan to go to Ele.me's headquarters tomorrow morning.

After finishing her meal, Fang Qingye planned to take a stroll in the villa area. It was springtime, and the entire community was bursting with beautiful flowers when she suddenly received a call from Wang Chenyang.

"Mr. Fang, where are you now?"

"I'm at the villa, strolling around the neighborhood," Fang Qingye replied truthfully.

“Perfect timing, Xu Mei and I were just about to come and visit your mansion.”

"What mansion?" Fang Qingye laughed. "Come on over, I'll give you the exact address."

After making the call, Fang Qingye walked out of the residential area. Since guests had arrived, she should make some preparations.

Unfortunately, no one lives at home often, and there's nothing to offer guests except tea. I'll go to the supermarket outside the complex to buy some fruit, since Wang Chenyang and his group won't be here for a while.

Wang Chenyang married Xu Mei last winter and they live in a community near Dongming Road in Pudong. The house is one of the 100 commercial apartments that Tuofang Technology bought.

Although neither of them held doctoral or master's degrees, as veterans and senior executives of their respective companies, Fang Qingye had already promised that they could choose any apartment they wanted after being transferred back to Shanghai.

The apartments in this neighborhood near Dongming Road are not large, all around 80 square meters, but Wang Chenyang still chose it because he and Xu Mei both valued the nearby educational resources.

The renowned Pudong Experimental School is nearby. The school implements a flexible ten-year integrated education system from primary to high school, and it is said that the admission rate to Tsinghua and Peking Universities is as high as 30%!

Fang Qingye bought a large amount of fruit, including strawberries, cherries, and bayberries, and returned to the villa. Just a few minutes later, Wang Chenyang arrived at the villa in his Mercedes-Benz E200.

The two got out of the car and looked around at the surroundings, praising them. Then they heard Wang Chenyang jokingly say, "It really is a place where the rich live. It's a paradise. There's no comparison."

“Look at what you’re saying, you’ll still be able to afford it in a few years!” Fang Qingye said.

He wasn't exaggerating. Both of them were senior executives in their companies, earning annual salaries. Their combined salaries, bonuses, and other miscellaneous items amounted to nearly 100 million yuan. In a few years, although they couldn't afford a villa in a place like Yu Cui Yuan, they could still afford a smaller villa in places like Greenland Xiangsong or Palm Springs Garden.

Wang Chenyang laughed and said, "We'll forget about the villa. We're planning to get a larger one in Pudong on a mortgage. We'll just leave it there even if we don't live in it."

"You guys really are finance professionals, you know how to manage money!" Fang Qingye laughed.

He led the two into the villa, gave them a tour, and then they sat in the living room eating fruit.

"Mr. Fang, Xu Mei and I came here today firstly to look at your house, and secondly to discuss Ele.me's financing. There are some things that are not easy to say at work."

(End of this chapter)