Thinking of this, Gu Anmin thought of the gravel farm that also owed his own accounts.

If you get a batch of sand and gravel aggregates from there, plus red bricks that are seriously unsold, go back to the scrap purchase station to buy some steel bars and barbed wire.

Such a large open space in the brick factory, three-way and one level, building a house...

A batch of tofu projects came out like this.

Then take it to the mortgage...

Of course, banks are not stupid, they must drink a few games, or make these tofu projects of some value.

But as long as the other party changes the credit loan to a mortgage loan, the repayment period will be postponed for ten years, or even twenty years...

Wouldn't the brick kiln crisis be temporarily resolved?

Every era has its own way of doing business. Gu Anmin thought carefully and believed that the 'tofu plan' was very feasible.

Immediately decided to take the cement home.

"Malaysia, can you drive a tractor?"

“I haven’t learned it yet.”

"Zhang Wei, where are you?"

"I can drive a car, but I don't know about tractors."

"It seems that our factory manager has to take action in person."

Gu Anmin rolled up his long sleeves and then remembered something again, "Malaysia, I'll drive away later. If they do it, don't be ruthless. If you slap it down and make the scene look like a watermelon, we three definitely want to eat peanuts."

"Don't worry, boss, I know."

"That's good."

Gu Anmin nodded and signaled Zhang Wei to open the aluminum alloy "Fengmenzi" on the first floor.

In the living room, six middle-aged men sat together, playing in the best place.

"One big and one small, seven tips! Let's go!"

"Wait, three big and two small, four two, congratulations, order, burn, big!"

"Ahem, is Director Sun here?"

Zhang Wei interrupted the noise and attracted the attention of the audience.

One of the short and strong men with thick eyebrows and big eyes raised their heads and looked at them with a squint, "You seem to be the driver of the old Gu family? What are you doing here?"

"It's time to pay the money we owed the year before yesterday?"

"What kind of money? I don't know."

peng...

After the speech was settled, Dama kicked the aluminum alloy doors and windows away.

In amazement, the room was filled with arms, and the wooden door on the inside was shaking, shaking the tightened chest muscles of the small vest, and stepping into the living room.

Then, he picked up a man who played cards with one hand, took off his short shirt and wiped the small stool. He seemed to feel a little short, and kicked another man away, folded the two benches together, and looked back at the door, "Boss, please sit down."

Gu Anmin raised his wrist with a golden Patek Philippe, took off his retro punk-style sunglasses, and sat in front of Malaysia, "I met my name, Gu Anmin. From today on, the Jianjun brick kiln will be under my control."

Everyone: "..."
Chapter completed!