Restarting life by going to the countryside to support medical work

Chapter 684 Help
For Yang Aimin, coming to the southern province with his father made him realize the importance of money.

He didn't come to the economic zone just to stroll around; he wanted to see if there was an opportunity to start his own business.

Now it seems that this Mr. Fang has presented him with an opportunity.

After hesitating for a while, Yang Aimin spoke up. He made a request: he could help, but he didn't want the "brokerage fee." After the matter was settled, he wanted a portion of the shares in the hotel Yang Aimin owned in Beijing.

He wasn't greedy and asked for an exorbitant amount; one percent would be enough.

He wasn't looking to make a lot of money from that one percent share. Like Boss Fang, he wanted to use the hotel to build his network of contacts.

His father is getting old and will retire after this term ends, while his elder brother is only a division-level cadre. If he can build his own network of connections in Beijing, it will be helpful to both him and his elder brother in the future.

One percent of the shares?
After a slight hesitation, Mr. Fang agreed.

Now that the conditions were agreed upon, the two did not waste any more time and headed straight for Beijing.

Once he arrived, Yang Aimin realized he had run too fast. He should have talked to Luo Yang in the economic zone first, but since things had already come to this, he could only get Li Yancheng's contact information by phone.

He planned to contact Director Li first to see if he could arrange a meeting to talk, and if that didn't work, he would try to contact him through other people.

Although his father had never worked in Beijing, some of his former colleagues were in Beijing, and he had a good relationship with two of their children. If he asked for help, those people would definitely help him.

He thought it best to handle this kind of thing himself to avoid owing favors to others.

After getting Li Yancheng's phone number from Luo Yang, he didn't call him directly. Instead, he made several more calls to confirm who Zhu Yongyang, who was partnered with the Cheng family's young master, really was.

Although Boss Fang told him some information about Zhu Yongyang, Yang Aimin felt that things were not that simple.

Sure enough, after a few phone calls, he learned that the man surnamed Zhu was no ordinary person. He was actually an old classmate of Director Li, and they had maintained a close relationship over the years.

Moreover, Zhu Yongyang was able to obtain imported goods from a newly established import and export trading company of the Cheng family, and through these imported goods, he almost monopolized the markets in Beihe, Beijing, Tianjin, Dongshan, and Northeast China.

So, after hanging up the phone, his first reaction was to advise this Mr. Fang to see if he could change to another courtyard, because in his opinion, Zhu Yongyang was probably a spokesperson arranged by Li Yancheng.

By renting out one's own yard to others for business, one can not only earn rent but also make money through the business of others.

He wants to take that yard now, which is tantamount to taking money from the other person. Unless you can offer something much bigger, something that can entice them, it's simply impossible.

Upon hearing Yang Aimin suggest that he change to a different courtyard, Boss Fang shook his head with a wry smile and said, "To be honest, Young Master Yang, I have considered it. I spent quite a while looking around here recently and also inquired through others. There are small courtyards available, and it's possible to buy one if you have the money, but they're really not very useful. We're opening a hotel, so the space can't be too small or cramped."

The guests we're planning to host are no ordinary people.

Yang Aimin felt somewhat helpless after hearing this. Even though he had never lived in Beijing, he knew that such a large courtyard of tens of thousands of square meters was hard to come by, let alone one that had just been cleaned up. According to Boss Fang, it was practically ready to use right away.

Thinking of this, he opened his mouth as if to say something, but when he saw the two girls, he closed his mouth again.

Boss Fang was a smart man. Seeing this, he immediately realized that what Young Master Yang was about to say was not suitable for others to hear, so he turned to the two girls and waved: "You two go to the bedroom and play first."

The two girls nodded obediently without saying anything more, and then walked hand in hand towards the bedroom.

After the two girls went into the bedroom and closed the door, Boss Fang got up and sat down on the sofa next to Yang Aimin. He was about to say something when he seemed to remember something. He turned his head to look at the bedroom, and after making sure the door was closed, he turned back and asked softly.

"Young Master Yang, you can speak now. Actually, you can rest assured that the two of them are very tight-lipped. Even if they hear something, they definitely won't go around telling everyone."

Those two girls were Mr. Fang's "secretaries." He owned two factories in the economic zone, one for each of them, and he figured he might need them when he came to Beijing, so he brought them along.

"Better safe than sorry, Mr. Fang. It's always better to be cautious," Yang Aimin said casually, glancing at Mr. Fang who had moved closer to him.

"Yes, yes, Young Master Yang, you're right. It's always best to be careful."

"Mr. Fang, what I'm about to say is only for you to hear. I don't want anyone else to know. If you think my suggestion is good, I'll find a way to start implementing it. If you think you're at a disadvantage, then just pretend I didn't say anything. But under no circumstances can a third person know about it."

"Young Master Yang, please speak. I guarantee that no one else will know."

“Okay, first of all, I have to say that the information you found out before is both right and wrong. That Zhu Yongyang is not as simple as you say. The information I received is that he is an old classmate of the owner of the courtyard you have your eye on, and the two of them have a very good relationship.”

At this point, Yang Aimin stopped talking and instead picked up the teacup on the coffee table, blew on the tea leaves floating on it, and then took two sips.

Seeing that he stopped talking midway through his speech, Boss Fang was about to ask him more questions when he suddenly seemed to realize something. After a slight pause, he exclaimed "Oh!" in realization.

"Young Master Yang, I think I understand what you mean. Are you saying that the person who actually partnered with that young master of the Cheng family in business wasn't Zhu Yongyang, but rather that Li..."

"right"

Before Mr. Fang could finish speaking, Yang Aimin interrupted him.

"This Zhu Yongyang also contracted a general store, while Cheng Jianwen registered an import and export trading company in his own name. The Zhu family obtained imported goods from that trading company through the contracted store, almost monopolizing most of the cities in the north."

Mr. Fang's eyes widened in surprise; he really hadn't found out this information.

His original plan was to see if he could kick this guy surnamed Zhu out. His partnership with the young master of the Cheng family seemed impossible now. The Cheng family was probably trying to build a relationship with Director Li through their cooperation with Zhu Yongyang.

"Phew...Young Master Yang, is it possible for me to invest some money as well? I'm fine with spending more, and get involved in their business?"

"I can't answer that question either," Yang Aimin said, spreading his hands.

"Young Master Yang, I can promise you that if this matter succeeds, no matter what percentage I own in that business, I will strive to secure no less than two percent of the shares for you, and I will pay for that portion of the investment myself."

Upon hearing this, Yang Aimin raised an eyebrow.

No less than two percent. Putting aside the value of these shares, the fact that we can get in touch with Director Li is worth it, not to mention the Cheng family.

This is an absolutely wealthy family; even a tiny bit of money from them could fill him up. It's worth doing them a favor.

After considering it for a while, he said hesitantly, "Mr. Fang, I can only say that I'll give it a try. I can't guarantee whether it will work."

"That's right, that's right. No one can say they're sure about something until the contract is signed."

Seeing that Yang Aimin had agreed to the matter, a smile appeared on Boss Fang's face. As he spoke, he reached over, picked up his handbag, took out an envelope from the bag, placed it on the coffee table, and pushed it in front of Mr. Yang.

Yang Aimin glanced down at the envelope, then looked up at Boss Fang with a puzzled expression.

“Teacher Fang, this is…” “Young Master Yang, here is five hundred Hong Kong dollars. Please take care of the necessary arrangements.”

"Big dog owner!"

Yang Aimin cursed inwardly for handing over five hundred Hong Kong dollars, but showed no sign of emotion on his face. Instead, he put the envelope into his pocket with a smile.

There are some relationships he really needs to maintain. Friendships are built over time; even the best relationships will fade if you don't keep in touch for a long time.

Since he had taken the money, he had to do the job. After Yang Aimin put the envelope back in the envelope, Ma Shan picked up the other phone, glanced at the number he had just memorized, and dialed it.

He planned to call Li Yancheng directly to see if they could arrange to meet and talk.

"Hello!"

The call was quickly connected, but the voice coming from the receiver made Yang Aimin pause slightly.

Although he had never met Li Yancheng or spoken to him on the phone, he knew that this Director Li was already in his early forties, about the same age as him. However, the voice coming from the receiver sounded more like that of a young man in his twenties or thirties. This... was the phone number Luo Yang gave him to his secretary?
He quickly reacted.

A flash of annoyance crossed Yang Aimin's eyes. When he was on the phone with Luo Yang, he had specifically asked for Director Li's contact information. He never expected that this guy would give him a secretary's phone number. What was this? Was it intentional?

Do you feel unworthy to speak directly with Li Yancheng?

While this is true, for someone like Yang Aimin, face is the most important thing, and Luo Yang's actions are undoubtedly a slap in his face.

Actually, he really wronged our great leader Luo.

Luo Yang usually calls Li Yancheng, but if he can't find him in the office, he calls his secretary. When Yang Aimin asked him just now, he was dealing with official business at the time and just casually gave her a number.

After hanging up the phone, when he called Li Yancheng to tell him about it, he belatedly realized that he had given the secretary's phone number to that person surnamed Yang.

However, even if he remembered it at this point, it wouldn't be of much use, because he didn't know how to contact Yang Aimin.

After a moment of surprise, Yang, despite feeling very uncomfortable, still said in a gentle tone, "Hello, you must be Director Li's secretary. Could you please inform Director Li that my name is Yang Aimin, and I have something important I would like to discuss with him?"

Uh...right, my father is..."

Finally, he didn't forget to mention his old man's name.

Because he knew very well that neither the secretary who answered the phone nor even Director Li would know who Yang Aimin was, he had no choice but to invoke his father's name.

In fact, Xiao Yang, who answered the phone, didn't know who his father was either.

However, Xiao Yang felt that since the other party could bring up his father's name, this person must be someone extraordinary. Since the leader probably didn't have anything to do at the moment, he might as well just let him know.

"Okay, Comrade Yang Aimin, please wait a moment."

"thanks, thanks!"

Xiao Yang placed the telephone receiver on the table, picked up a document from the table, and walked out of the secretary's office.

Xiao Yang is now the head of the First Secretariat Section under the Municipal Bureau Office, which is dedicated to serving Li Yancheng.

"dong dong dong"

"Please come in"

"Sir, here is a document. Director Liu said he would like you to take a look."

"Okay, put it there."

"There's one more thing, boss," Xiao Yang said after placing the documents on the table.

"what's up?"

"A man named Yang Aimin called and said he had something important to tell you. He said his father is..."

???

Li Yancheng was slightly taken aback, his mind filled with question marks.

Why did Luo Yang give his secretary's phone number to Yang Aimin?
“I know him, let him in.”

"Okay, sir, please wait a moment."

Seeing that the leader recognized the person who made the call, Xiao Yang breathed a sigh of relief, thankful that he hadn't acted on his own initiative.

After Xiao Yang left, one of the phones on the table quickly flashed a red light twice.

Seeing the flashing red light, Li Yancheng reached out and picked up the receiver of the phone.

"Hello, this is Li Yancheng."

"Hello Director Li, I am Yang Aimin, and I am..."

"Yes, I know you. Luo Yang just called me and said you wanted to see me. I wonder what it is?"

The deep voice coming from the telephone receiver gave Yang Aimin a sense of authority without anger.

Before making the call, he was worried that Director Li might be difficult to talk to, or arrogant and ignore him. But he never expected that even just on the phone, he could feel the terrifying aura in the voice, making him feel like he couldn't breathe.

He always believed that this Li Yancheng was just lucky; he married a good wife and got the support of Old Master Luo, which is why he was able to hold a high position at such a young age.

But no one expected that if it were just based on Luo Lao, how could he have taken on such an important position as the director of the Beijing Municipal Public Security Bureau at this age?

Under normal circumstances, if the youngest son-in-law of the Luo family didn't have real talent, his father-in-law, Old Master Luo, would never have forced him into such a high-pressure position.

There are so many easy jobs where it's easy to achieve results, why bother coming to the public security system to suffer?

(End of this chapter)