The lunch dinner was set in a place called Changong in the suburbs. It is located in the Linhai Scenic Area. It is a Chinese-style building with a quaint flavor. It is said that this garden has been bought by Zhao Guanghui, which shows the strength of the Guanghui Group.

Li Jianmin drove to the gate of Changong Palace. It was drizzling outside. He suddenly thought that he didn't bring an umbrella today. Suddenly, a black suit walked to the car, holding a big black umbrella to help him open the door and cover his head: "Mr. Li, our Mr. Zhao has arrived."

This is Zhao Guanghui's bodyguard, a big guy who is a few meters tall, and a suit and sunglasses, looks exactly the same as the big guy in Hong Kong movies. This guy is really good at playing. Li Jianmin secretly said, getting out of the car and looking around, there were only three other cars in the parking lot, Bentley, Porsche sports car and Hummer. The car can also show a person's strength. Zhao Guanghui's style is completely opposite to Li Jianmin. It seems that he likes to show off, while Li Jianmin adheres to the principle of not showing off his money and tries to be low-key.

The first man in black only sent Li Jianmin to the gate and handed it to the second man in black to escort. The toad palace was very large, and every time he entered the yard, another person would lead the way. This grand show made Li Jianmin feel that he was not here to attend the banquet, but to meet the emperor. The drizzle was drizzling, the bamboo forests in the garden were green, and the eaves were flying. In a trance, he really felt that time traveled.

Zhao Guanghui and Chen Qian were waiting for the arrival of guests in a water pavilion. The place was ventilated everywhere and could listen to the rain. It was quite artistic. The rich luxury style could be seen from the wear of the two owners. Although Li Jianmin advocated low-key, it did not mean that he was a rustic guy who had never seen anything. Zhao Guanghui was wearing George Armani's high-end ready-to-wear. The Armani brand has many product lines. George Armani is high-end, a ready-to-wear is 100,000 miles away, while Chen Qian was wearing Chanel's suit, which was also expensive. The handbag on the side was Hermes platinum, plus gold watch and diamond ring, the couple had millions of outfits.

The words "rich, nouveau riche, and extravagant desire" filled Li Jianmin's mind, but when he thought that the other party was not a businessman, but a half-black and unsparing person in society, he felt relieved. Those who were in the world should dress up like this.

It was the first time that Li Jianmin and Zhao Guanghui met, but both of them had heard of each other's name for a long time, and they were so well-known. They first praised each other for a while, then entered the seat and dined while listening to the rain.

The meal was exquisite, but Li Jianmin was chewing wax. He came for financing and wanted to get to the point as soon as possible, but the other party was confused. From the US subprime mortgage crisis to international oil prices, he talked about his own major project. In order to cope with the soaring oil prices, the country decided to build a national strategic crude oil reserve warehouse on a clearing land along the coast of Huaimen. This project is a key project involving national strategic security, so it will not be tendered publicly, but Zhao Guanghui has already obtained the contract.

"Are Mr. Li interested in working together?" Zhao Guanghui extended an olive branch.

"Yes, so much." Li Jianmin was ecstatic. He also heard about this big project. The advantage of national key projects is that they do not need to advance funds. They pay first and then work. If a sum of funds can be received, wouldn't they be revitalized by his own stake?

Zhao Guanghui said: "There is a threshold for investing, starting from 500, with an annual interest rate of fifteen points. I wonder how much idle funds Mr. Li has in his hands?"

Li Jianmin was stunned and then realized that maybe the middleman made a mistake. He needed funds, not because he had no place to invest in spare money. He smiled bitterly and said, "It may be that there are some misunderstandings. There are several projects in my field, and I can't withdraw funds, and I want to turn over from you."

Zhao Guanghui was also not vague: "Of course, how much does Mr. Li need?"

Li Jianmin said: "It takes 200 million yuan, and the interest rate is easy to say."

Having said that, both sides understood that there was no need to continue the talk, but for the sake of face, they still barely finished the meal and promised each other that if there were good projects, they would never forget each other. Li Jianmin left the Chan Palace and sat back on his Duke King, and a noun appeared in his mind: illegal fundraising!

Zhao Guanghui and Chen Qian were also very disappointed. After such a big scene, they did not achieve results. They spent a lot of money. These black suit bodyguards were hired by etiquette companies. The chefs and waiters were hired by five-star hotels. Even Chen Qian's Hermes platinum bags and diamond rings were imitations. Zhao Guanghui was at a loss and had no choice but to think of this trick. He used the money given by Li Yan to buy a second-hand luxury car and bought a glamorous outfit to create the image of a rich man. The richer you are, the more people trust you, and promise high interest rates and don't worry about not coming. This is strictly called a Ponzi scheme. Chen Qian initially opposed it, but in the end she could not withstand the pressure of debt. Now she not only cooperated with acting, but also helped find prey.

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When the two bosses were having a feast for Toad Palace, Fu Ping'an had already arrived at the construction site. As a child who grew up in the city, he was no stranger to construction sites, but this was the first time he had walked inside the site. This extensive construction site is called Florence Garden, which is a project developed by Jinghua, just like the Garden of Provence.

The entrance of the construction site was a little deserted, with only a few small vendors wearing raincoats. The floor was covered with plastic cloth and some cheap daily necessities. They were all wholesale from the small commodity market. Perhaps because at noon, no one cared for, only agricultural vehicles carrying sand bricks came in and out.

There are no roads on the construction site, to be precise, only the prototype of the road. Although it has been hardened, the rainwater mixed with the soil recently turned into mud. When the agricultural vehicle is pressed, it becomes even more sparse. At first glance, it looks like a long mud and there is no place to get on.

Fu Ping'an didn't know how to go, so he could only follow Lao Li to the depths of the construction site step by step. Lao Li reminded him to wear a hard helmet. This is the construction site, and there are no bricks or bolts on it. If he doesn't wear a hard helmet, his head will be opened.

"Old Li, isn't Boss Zhao doing miscellaneous work? Why are he doing construction?" Fu Ping'an asked while walking.

Old Li said: "We don't know what the boss is doing. If you have money, just do it. What are you doing?"

Fu Ping'an said: "Can you learn technology? I want to learn water and electricity installation."

Old Li said: "There are too many technologies that can be learned on the construction site. Water and electricity are the same. Opening tower cranes is also a technical job. If you know how to excavate, it would be great. How can you not fool thousands of dollars a month?"

Fu Ping'an began to think a lot, mastered the skills himself, and brought a team to build a building. Perhaps in ten years he would have the wealth of Li Jianmin.

Finally, I came to the building they contracted. It turned out that Boss Zhao had a younger brother who also worked in construction. The two brothers often borrowed people from each other. Now Boss Xiao Zhao was short of people, so Boss Da Zhao sent a few people who were ineffective to help. Fu Ping'an noticed that this was Building 43, Building 10, Florence Garden.

It was the time for lunch, and each engineering team opened the fire by itself, chose a rough building as the kitchen, with a large pot and a gas tank, cooking with a washbasin, and the dishes were filled with a washbasin. The variety was single, with cabbage vermicelli and some large fat slices of meat, and a basket of steamed buns were much larger than those sold outside, and it was solid. With Fu Ping'an's appetite, one piece was enough. He followed everyone to eat, squatted around the vegetable pot like others, holding chopsticks in one hand and holding steamed buns in the other hand. Seven or eight men ate a pot of vegetables as fast as possible, otherwise they would not have to be eaten. In less than five minutes, a pot of vegetables would be filled with wind and clouds. The guy poured some boiling water inside, and the water was a soup.

Fu Ping'an was so old that he had never eaten such a bad meal. He had almost no oil in the dishes and could not swallow the white and fat meat. His only advantage was that the steamed buns were really great. He had a hard time eating, but others ate it voraciously and had a huge appetite. Even the thin old Litou could eat two steamed buns.

Finally, he finished the meal and had no idea of ​​lunch break. The workers continued to do it. Fu Ping'an didn't know how to do it, so he could only work as a small worker, just piled bricks in a small car and pushed them onto the elevator and transported them to the floor under construction for the brick laying workers to use. On the busy construction site, he opened his eyes. The brick laying skills of those high-tech workers had reached the artistic level.

First of all, the person throwing the bricks is very tacit understanding with the person who picks up. One throwing and one connecting, the flowing water is like the speed of laying bricks is amazing. A tile knife and a gray bucket. When encountering dissatisfaction with the corner or the entire piece of turning and turning, the worker will use the tile knife to knock the bricks into a suitable shape, apply a handful of cement mortar, lay the bricks on it, and knock it twice, horizontally and vertically, which is amazing.

If it weren't for what my father said last night, Fu Ping'an might not be able to hold on for a second. Now he does not regard moving bricks as his job and future, but rather to experience life and make money. When he thinks about it, his mentality is completely different. Not only does he not dislike it, but he also works very vigorously. Although Lao Li is old, he has no skills and is considered a small process. He is smarter. From time to time, he finds a place to squat and smokes a cigarette, and throws the work to Fu Ping'an alone.

The young man is in good physical strength, and Fu Ping'an works until the evening. He thought it was time to get off work, but he found that there was no concept of getting off work on the construction site. He worked at night when it was dark. No one complained, no one left early. Everyone was doing the work at hand like hardworking workers, and there was no need for the foreman to urge and supervise.

Fu Ping'an finally understood why the wages of migrant workers are so high. There is a reason. White-collar workers go from nine to five, take two breaks a week, and work overtime three times the salary. Migrant workers are completely different in their labor model. They do not have double breaks or strict working hours. They work at sunrise and rest at sunset. No, they have to continue working at sunset. The monthly salary of five or six thousand people earned by this hard work is actually not high at all.

After finishing work, I continued to supper, and I still stewed with cabbage and vermicelli pork and steamed buns. This time, even Fu Ping'an ate three big steamed buns. He knew why the workers' appetite was so large. After a long period of high-intensity physical labor, without protein to replenish energy, they could only use a large amount of carbohydrates instead, just like lions on the African grasslands can take care of three days at a time, while antelope has to eat grass all the time.

After eating, it was free time. The older ones who didn't like to move would lie in the dormitory to listen to the radio and play cards and brag. The young ones could not suppress their restlessness, so they went to the small video hall near the construction site to watch the video with color, or found a cheap hair washing room to release their hunger. Fu Ping'an saw the dormitory of the coworkers, which was also set up in the rough room, with straw mats and a dirty quilt, which was the whole of the dormitory. Boiling water quickly, and using electricity is not enough, taking a bath is even more scary. Use a gasoline barrel with a sawed roof and filled it with water, and put the electric hacksaw blade in the water when it is heated quickly. Fu Ping'an was frightened. Everything here violated all the safety education he received since childhood.

Because Fu Ping'an had no bed at the construction site, he had to go home to sleep. Before leaving, Lao Li took a brush dipped in paint and wrote the word "Ping An" on the hard hat, saying that this is your hat and must be kept well. It is common for throwing the hard hat on the construction site. If you lose it, you have to spend money to buy it.

On the bus home, Fu Ping'an understood one thing, why Lao Li didn't even take a seat? The passengers in the bus looked at him with wariness, disgust and indifference.
Chapter completed!