I really don't want to be emperor at the end of Ming Dynasty

Chapter 265 I, Long Aotian, Are Here
Chapter 264

Cheng Shijie had no experience in using Mongolian sweat medicine to be charming. His movements were a bit big. This scene just happened to fall into the eyes of a delivery guy in delivery clothes at the gate of Tiancheng Bilingual School.

The delivery boy watched as Cheng Shijie carried Cheng Jialong into the car, closed the door, and started the car.The takeaway boy hurriedly took out his mobile phone and dialed Yaoyaoling: "Hey, hello, how can I help you!"

"I want to call the police. Yes, I saw a human trafficker knocking a child into a coma and carrying him into the car. Now the car is driving towards Dongfang Avenue. The car is a black red flag HS7 with the license plate number Han ACH916. Send someone quickly Come on, my electric car can't catch up with him!"

Cheng Shijie didn't know that a kind-hearted person had already called the police, so he didn't speed up, but drove all the way towards the family courtyard of Hangang Group.It's just that Cheng Shijie feels that his luck is quite good, and there is very little traffic along the way.

Just when Cheng Shijie was about to turn a corner and enter the gate of the old family home of Hansteel Group, the gate, which had not been closed at ordinary times, was actually closed tightly. Cheng Shijie thought that the porter was dozing off, so he honked the horn. At this moment, Cheng Shijie found that four cars were actually following him, and one of them blocked his back road.

Through the rearview mirror, Cheng Shijie found that there were more than a dozen policemen getting on and off from the four cars. These policemen were fully armed and quickly surrounded his car. Seven or eight policemen with various models of pistols, submachine guns, and shotguns aimed at the car windows.

"Turn off, get out of the car!"

Cheng Shijie hurriedly explained: "Comrade policeman, is there some misunderstanding!"

"Warning again, turn off the engine, get out of the car, and get checked!"

Cheng Shijie looked at the standard on the opponent's body, and it turned out that it was not an ordinary policeman from the police station, but the logo of the Hanhai City Anti-riot Team. Cheng Shijie raised his hands to indicate that he had no weapons.

As soon as Cheng Shijie got out of the car, two policemen pinned Cheng Shijie to the car.

"Old Cheng, why are you!"

Cheng Shijie didn't see who was coming. After all, the special police of the anti-riot team wore masks, and only their eyes were exposed.

Cheng Shijie asked cautiously: "You are..."

The other party pulled down the mask, and Cheng Shijie saw that the other party was actually his high school classmate Han Shun. Han Shun was once a sports student. He didn't take the college entrance examination, but was specially recruited by the provincial sports team and became a track and field athlete of the provincial sports team.

But after years of no contact, Cheng Shijie didn't have time to reminisce, so he asked, "What's going on?"

"Someone called the police, saying that traffickers are abducting children!"

Cheng Shijie was about to explain, because Cheng Shijie didn't control the amount of sweat medicine, Cheng Jialong had already woken up, Cheng Jialong was startled when he saw many policemen: "Father, what did you do!"

"I made you a big-headed ghost!"

Cheng Shijie turned to Han Shun and smiled, "My son and I are the only ones in this car. If you don't believe me, you can ask him!"

Han Shun said to the two policemen: "Let go of him, this is a misunderstanding!"

Cheng Shijie did not hold the police accountable. The police were able to dispatch the police immediately. This was due to their responsibility to the people and their high vigilance.

It was only then that Cheng Shijie realized that it was a delivery boy who called the police. Although it was a false alarm, Cheng Shijie invited Han Shun to his house, but he had to make another appointment because of his official position.

Seeing that Cheng Jialong had woken up, Cheng Shijie brought Cheng Jialong to the small courtyard of Longyue Group's headquarters. At this time, Xiang Hui happened to come back. At this time, Xiang Hui's face was full of spring breeze, as if with a sense of domineering.

"You two came just in time. I, Mr. Xiang, have something important to convey to you!"

Cheng Shijie cupped his fists and said, "Please show me my wife!"

Xiang Hui suppressed the joy in her heart, pointed to the office and said, "Let's go in and talk!"

Arriving at Xiang Hui's office, the furnishings in the office are still very simple. Near the inner wall, there are a row of filing cabinets made of iron sheets, a boss desk, and a boss chair. There are two sofas on both sides, a water dispenser and several potted plants.

Just as Cheng Shijie sat down, Cheng Jialong hurriedly took the teacup and fetched Cheng Shijie a glass of water.

"Hey, the sun came out from the west today, Jialong, are you so sensible?"

"Dad, buy me a mobile phone!"

Cheng Shijie smiled lightly: "You have found the wrong person, the rich are over there!"

Xiang Hui shook her head: "Don't look for me, I have no money now!"

Cheng Jialong pouted and said, "Am I your own?"

"This is it!"

Cheng Shijie pretended to be dignified and said: "Since you know it all, let me tell the truth. It is said that 13 years ago, on a snowy night, your mother and I were on our way from get off work when we heard something coming from the trash can. The faint cry of a baby!"

Xiang Hui smiled and said, "I went to the trash can and looked on my phone, and there was a dirty child full of trash inside, hey, it's so ugly!"

"I said at the time, wash it and take a look, if it looks good, adopt it, if it doesn't look good, throw it away!"

Cheng Shijie suppressed a smile: "In the end, after washing it, I felt that I could still watch it, so I decided to raise you..."

"I don't want my phone anymore!"

Cheng Jialong slammed the door and left in anger.

Xiang Hui took a bottle of red wine from the metal cabinet behind the desk.

Cheng Shijie asked differently: "When did you start drinking!"

"recent!"

Cheng Shijie didn't ask, so he could guess that after Cheng Jiayue "died", he opened the wine and poured it directly into the glass: "I'll drink with you!"

"This matter should indeed be celebrated. When the real contract is finalized, we will celebrate on a large scale!"

Xiang Hui took the wine glass that Shijie had substituted for him, and took a sip: "Do you know Textile Group?"

"Know!"

Hanhai Textile Group was reorganized from the original Hanhai Woolen Mill, Sunshine Wool Mill, and Nanjie Textile Mill. It was once considered one of the pilot enterprises in Hanhai City. Workers, at that time, the municipal government had just moved to the south of People's Square, which is also the location of the city center now, so it allocated about [-] mu of land in the south of People's Square to the Textile Group.I don't know who the textile group invited to design. The headquarters building of Hanhai Textile Group has been built to look like jeans.

The headquarters building of Hanhai Textile Group started construction at the end of 94, was officially completed at the end of [-], and was officially put into use in June [-]. It belongs to the twin tower structure.Because it looks like a pair of jeans from a distance, it is also called the jeans building by Hanhai people.

Of course, compared with other big underpants buildings, this is not very famous, because these are two small high-rise buildings with only thirteen floors. Survive by tail, keep selling equipment, and sell subsidiaries to survive.

First, the original Sunshine Textile Factory was sold to the Sunshine Group, and later most of the original Hanhai Woolen Mill was sold to a private enterprise. However, as more and more sales were made, the Hanhai Textile Group eventually went bankrupt.

After the Hanhai Textile Group went bankrupt, the most embarrassing thing for the Hanhai Municipal Government was that there were [-] workers including retired workers, and most of them were women comrades.

Cheng Shijie asked in confusion: "What's the matter, do you still want to swallow the Textile Group?"

To put it bluntly, after more than three years of development, Longyue Group, although its operating conditions are not bad, and it has solved more than 300 jobs, but in the eyes of the city government, it is still not enough.After all, Longyue Group can only be regarded as a low-to-medium sized private enterprise, and it mainly focuses on low value-added industries.

"Actually, I don't want to, but the city government insists on giving it to me. What can I do!"

When Xiang Hui said this, she couldn't help being a little proud.She put the plan in front of Cheng Shijie, and Cheng Shijie glanced at it hastily. This was the idea Cheng Shijie gave Xiang Hui at the Guhai Hot Spring Hotel. At that time, at that time, Cheng Shijie just said it casually.

But what I didn't expect was that Xiang Hui actually took it seriously, and directly made the 4000-acre lavender farm into a plan. In this plan, which is more bragging than actual, Xiang Hui's Longyue Group is expected to spend [-] taels One million yuan, ready to build a [-]-acre lavender manor in Hanhai.

However, what Cheng Shijie didn't expect was that Xiang Hui's [-]-acre lavender project actually moved the leaders of the city government. Hanhai City is a resource-based heavy industry city, and has been seeking urban transformation over the years. The water park project for the reconstruction of the subsidence area, however, these projects are all small-scale, and did not create any particularly large waves.

In Xiang Hui's project planning case, the project is expected to invest 4000 to [-] million yuan. Although the project is not big for Hanhai City, it can solve the employment of more than [-] people. More importantly, this million Mu Lavender Manor may become the future landmark of Hanhai City. Once this landmark project is established, it will be of great significance to the urban transformation of Hanhai City.

Xiang Hui said with a smile: "This project has entered the key support project of the municipal government!"

Cheng Shijie frowned slightly: "You played a bit big this time. I'm afraid it's not enough to put all our belongings on it. Ten thousand mu of lavender is not enough to grow ten thousand mu of wheat. This requires the support of agricultural technology experts, as well as The sales platform and channels cost more than 4000 million yuan, and even a splash is invisible!"

"If the city government guarantees and the bank provides us with an interest-free loan of [-] million yuan, do you think it can be done!"

"There are two hundred million..."

Cheng Shijie feels a little tricky, but he doesn't have much hope. After all, Hanhai City's altitude is not high enough, and its latitude is not high enough, so it is not suitable for planting lavender. Lavender is planted on a large scale in China, mainly in the Northwest.But Hanhai City is relatively riskier.

Seeing Xiang Hui's high spirits, Cheng Shijie finally decided to tell Xiang Hui about his time travel to the Ming Dynasty.

Xiang Hui held the wine glass and said with a smile: "Come on, husband, fill me up!"

Cheng Shijie poured more than half of the glass of red wine, looked at Xiang Hui with a rosy face: "You don't know how much you can drink, do you? That's too much!"

"Who has more!"

Xiang Hui raised his glass: "I'm bored!"

Xiang Hui took a big gulp and said with a smile: "These [-] million interest-free loans are not so easy to get. The city government asked Longyue Group to reorganize the textile group!"

"The Textile Group has thousands of employees. This is not a small burden. Now the Textile Group has nothing left, right?"

"The problem of employees is not a big one. After two diversions, there are still more than 3000 employees in the Textile Group. This is how I thought, let Hanhai Vocational and Technical College train them. If the training fails, they will be dismissed. Anyway, they can use Those who can use it will use it, and those who can't use it will not use it!"

Xiang Hui looked at Cheng Shijie and said, "What do you want to tell me?"

"Honey, there is one thing I must confess to you!"

Cheng Shijie smiled awkwardly: "I can travel through the Ming Dynasty..."

Before Cheng Shijie finished speaking, Xiang Hui smiled and said, "Didn't you tell me about this before? You traveled to the Ming Dynasty and became a general? Did you also marry three wives and four concubines?"

"Yes!"

Cheng Shijie said with a sincere face: "The emperor asked me to marry his sister. It is a sacred order, but don't worry, I will never do anything to make you sorry..."

Cheng Shijie dared not look into Hui's eyes with a guilty conscience.

However, after a long time, there was no movement from Xiang Hui.

Cheng Shijie looked up and saw that Xiang Hui had fallen asleep on the boss chair.

Drank from an empty wine glass and folded his hands in his arms.

Cheng Shijie took the wine glass from Xiang Hui's hand, then laid Xiang Hui's boss chair flat, adjusted the air conditioner, and covered her with an air conditioner quilt.

When Cheng Shijie came out of Xiang Hui's office, he saw Cheng Jialong wearing knuckles, aiming at the sandbags in the courtyard, venting his dissatisfaction and resentment.

"Bang bang bang..."

Cheng Jialong has made great progress in the past few years, the speed of his punches is precise and powerful, and when he punches, he doesn't just rely on the strength of his fists as before, but the waist and horse as one.

Cheng Shijie walked up to Cheng Jialong, held a fist target and said, "Come on, son, dad will practice with you!"

"can you?"

Cheng Jialong said with some disdain: "I am the champion of the junior high school group!"

"Okay, try it and you'll know!"

As the saying goes, as soon as an expert makes a move, he will know whether there is one. Although Cheng Shijie hardly fought in battle in the Ming Dynasty, he often trained with the guards. In addition, Wu Sheng is a master of kung fu. He must not be able to beat a master now. But dealing with ordinary people, or a 13-year-old kid like Cheng Jialong, is still no problem.

After being knocked down by Cheng Shijie three times in a row, Cheng Jialong said with a look of surprise: "Dad can't tell, you are still a trainer, when did you practice boxing?"

"Do you want a master to teach you real kung fu?"

"Do you still know a master?"

"nonsense!"

Cheng Shijie tempted: "Just say it, do you want to!"

"miss you!"

"go!"

Cheng Shijie picked up the electric bike that he hadn't ridden for a long time, and he drank a glass of red wine with Xiang Hui. Even if he drank another bottle, Cheng Shijie wouldn't get drunk, but the problem is, he would be drunk and driving.

Cheng Jialong stepped on the electric car and came all the way to the second floor of the family courtyard of Hangang Group. At this moment, Cheng Shijie took advantage of Cheng Jialong's unpreparedness and quietly took out the Mongolian sweat medicine that had been prepared, this time increasing the dose.

With Cheng Jialong unconscious, Cheng Shijie carried Cheng Jialong to the second floor.

Cheng Shijie began to brew emotions, and with the flash of white light, he came to Ming Dynasty.

Cheng Shijie opened his eyes and stared at his body. Sure enough, Cheng Jialong was hugging his waist, sleeping soundly.

At this moment, Cheng Jiayue's voice came from outside: "Get out of the way, I want to find my father!"

Cheng Shijie put Cheng Jialong on the soft couch, and walked outside: "Jiayue, you are disobedient again!"

Cheng Jialong saw Cheng Jialong on the soft couch at a glance: "Dad, brother is here!"

"Let's not disturb Jialong, let him sleep for a while, Dad is hungry, let's go eat, shall we?"

"it is good!"

Cheng Shijie and Cheng Jiayue went out to eat in the front yard, but not long after Cheng Shijie left, Cheng Jialong woke up leisurely. The dose of medicine Cheng Shijie gave him was too light. panic.

"Where is this?"

Cheng Jialong looked at the surrounding houses and found that it was a huge study. He walked towards the door, and there were two Ning Haijun guards at the door.

Just as Cheng Jialong appeared, the two guards bowed and saluted: "I'll pay my respects to the eldest son!"

Cheng Jialong was taken aback for a moment: "Young Master?"

I crossed?Is my father a high official?
Cheng Jialong didn't feel uncomfortable. This little guy had read time-traveling novels a lot. He was eager to figure out what his identity was. Anyway, looking at the hair of Ning Haijun's guards, it wasn't braids. It must have been before the Ming Dynasty. The son's people are rich.

Cheng Jialong looked excited: "I, Long Aotian, are here!"

(End of this chapter)