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Office of Materials Procurement, Provincial Construction Engineering Group.

The snow outside the window was falling wildly, and the wind was howling, whipping up snowflakes that pounded against the glass.

The heating in the room was so hot it was almost burning your hand.

Zhou Tiejun slammed the black telephone receiver onto the base.

"Hurry up! Hurry up! This is a death knell!"

He stood up, irritably ripped open the collar of his dark blue sweater, and pointed at the clerk Xiao Li across the desk, cursing loudly.

"Has Old Wu from Construction Site No. 3 lost his mind? It's snowing half a meter deep outside! The national highway is completely blocked! He wants me to deliver 800 cubic meters of red pine to him today? Am I supposed to steal it for him?!"

Xiao Li held a stack of order reminders in his hands, his voice trembling.

"Section Chief Zhou... Old Wu said that the city has set a fixed deadline, and the fine for each day of delay is 10,000 yuan. He really can't wait any longer and wants to find some miscellaneous wood from our local area to make do with and erect the load-bearing frame first..."

"What a load of bull!"

Zhou Tiejun slammed his hand on the desk, causing water to splash out of the enamel mug.

"That's a key project for the city! Can miscellaneous timber be used as load-bearing beams? It'll break under pressure! If someone dies, who'll take the bullet? You or me?"

Xiao Li was almost in tears: "Then... what should we do, Section Chief? If the wood can't get in, the higher-ups will definitely pin the fine on our purchasing department."

Zhou Tiejun grabbed a pack of Daqianmen cigarettes from the table in frustration and put it in his mouth.

He struck three matches, but his hands were trembling and he couldn't light them.

"boom--"

The wooden door to the office was pushed open.

A cold wind carrying snowflakes blew directly into the room, making Zhou Tiejun and Xiao Li shiver.

Zhou Tiejun spat out the cigarette smoke in his mouth with annoyance and glared at the doorway.

"You didn't knock before coming in? Who let you in?"

A young man in a military overcoat strode in.

He brushed the snowflakes off his shoulders and pulled out a wooden chair for guests to sit down.

"If you use miscellaneous wood as a substitute and the building collapses, it won't just be a matter of losing your job, Section Chief Zhou."

Lu Qingshan looked at Zhou Tiejun, his tone very calm.

Zhou Tiejun looked Lu Qingshan up and down, and when he saw that Lu Qingshan was wearing faded clothes, he immediately changed into a bureaucratic manner.

"Who are you? Giving me the time to point fingers? Li, get this guy out of here!"

"Lu Qingshan, Transportation Section, Hongshi Forest Farm"

Lu Qingshan didn't even get up. He took out several sheets of paper filled with data from his pocket and threw them on his desk.

"I'll help you solve the deadlock of the wood shortage at construction site number three."

Upon hearing the words "Hongshi Forest Farm," Zhou Tiejun was taken aback for a moment, then chuckled.

He leaned back in his office chair and crossed his legs.

"Who do we have here? A lowly clerk from some remote mountain village. Here to ask for next year's procurement quota, huh?"

Zhou Tiejun pointed to the heavy snow outside the window.

"Look at the weather outside! All the large trucks from within the province are broken down, and you, a forestry worker, come here to tell me how to solve this problem?"

"Even if your forest farm has 800 cubic meters of red pine, with this heavy snow blocking all the roads, how are you going to transport it? Are you going to grow wings and fly over here?"

Lu Qingshan reached out and tapped on the table.

"Since the national highway is closed, we won't take it. We'll take the old road to the west, the one we used for military preparations."

"Stop talking nonsense!" Zhou Tiejun interrupted him rudely. "That old road has a section without snow, but it's all downhill! A steep 30-degree slope! If you're carrying heavy timber downhill and you step on the brakes, you'll slide straight into the ditch! You're not afraid of dying, but I still need the timber!"

"Don't apply the brakes." Lu Qingshan stared into Zhou Tiejun's eyes.

Zhou Tiejun was stunned for a moment: "What nonsense are you talking about? Not using the brakes on a steep downhill slope?"

"We just won't step on the brakes." Lu Qingshan's voice was crisp. "The forest farm will provide three high-horsepower Jiefang trucks, and all eight rear wheels will be fitted with military-grade steel spike anti-skid chains."

He gestured with his hand to form a circle the size of a coin.

"The iron chains are covered with barbs as thick as a thumb. The carriage is loaded with tens of thousands of kilograms of top-grade red pine. The heavier the carriage, the harder it will be crushed, so it won't overturn!"

"With just a turn of the wheel, the iron spikes shatter the ice and embed themselves firmly into the hard rock below, like nails driven into a plank!"

Xiao Li, who was listening nearby, kept swallowing hard.

Lu Qingshan continued, "Put it in the slowest gear, rely on the engine to hold the speed down. The tires grip the screech, and it steadily inches downhill. You don't even need to step on the brakes; it absolutely won't skid!"

The room was quiet for a few seconds.

Zhou Tiejun had worked in an engineering team before, and he knew immediately that this method would work.

But he's a seasoned veteran; he won't act until he sees a clear benefit.

"The road is passable, and the method is a good method." Zhou Tiejun put his legs down and tapped his fingers on the table. "But that's not how business is done."

He looked at Lu Qingshan, his tone full of calculation.

"Driving in snowy weather is fraught with danger. What if the chain breaks, the truck overturns, and the timber isn't delivered to the construction site on time..."

"Whose share of the 10,000 yuan daily penalty for breach of contract is it?"

Zhou Tiejun sneered.

"I'm telling you this: whoever delivers the goods, I'm not taking a single penny of the risk. If you can't deliver, I'll have to pay out of my own pocket. I'm not doing this kind of business!"

Xiao Li, who was listening nearby, broke out in a cold sweat. It was obvious that the section chief was looking for a scapegoat.

Lu Qingshan unzipped his briefcase, pulled out a supplementary gambling agreement with a red handprint on it, and pushed it in front of Zhou Tiejun.

"You don't need to take any risks."

"The goods have arrived and passed inspection. You can settle the full payment now."

"If the roads are blocked by heavy snow and the red pine trees don't arrive on time..."

"I will personally pay you the full amount of the penalty for the day's delay."

Zhou Tiejun picked up the agreement.

He glanced at it casually, then suddenly burst into exaggerated laughter.

Zhou Tiejun held the paper and swung it around in the air, making a loud clattering sound.

"Xiao Li! Did you hear that? This kid said he'd personally cover my losses! Ten thousand yuan a day!"

Xiao Li huddled in the corner, not daring to say a word.

After laughing enough, Zhou Tiejun slammed the agreement on the table and pointed at Lu Qingshan's nose.

"Who do you think you are? You're just a deputy section chief in the forestry farm's lousy transportation department. Do you even earn forty yuan a month?"

"A fine of 10,000 yuan a day! You're going to cover it? You're risking your life!"

Zhou Tiejun spat on the ground with a disdainful look on his face.

"Even if I smashed your bones and sold them by weight, even if I sold your entire family, you still wouldn't be able to scrape together a fraction of a day's penalty for breach of contract!"

"You've come here with a piece of scrap paper to try and fool me? Are you trying to make fun of me?"

"Take your things and get out of here right now!"

Zhou Tiejun's roar echoed in the room.

Lu Qingshan remained seated firmly in his chair, without even raising an eyebrow.

He watched Zhou Tiejun rage silently until he finished yelling.

Lu Qingshan then reached into his bag again and took out a brown paper bag.

"Section Chief Zhou is a straightforward person. His position as deputy section chief of the forest farm is indeed a bit weak; it's not enough to do business with the construction group."

Lu Qingshan poured two documents out of the paper bag and laid them flat on his desk.

"Then, with this added, do you think it's balanced enough?"

The first document is the property ownership certificate for the "Hongshan Coal Workshop" in the western suburbs of Hongshi County, with Lu Qingshan's name clearly printed on it.

Zhou Tiejun glanced at him sideways and snorted coldly.

How much is a dilapidated coal mine that's about to go out of business worth?

But when his gaze fell on the second document, he froze instantly.

It was a newly printed official document with an official red header; the ink didn't even seem completely dry.

Four glaringly bright red official seals were neatly stamped on it.

Enterprise Management Division, Provincial Administration for Industry and Commerce.

State-owned Health Products Factory in the provincial capital.

Provincial Pharmaceutical Corporation.

The last stamp bears the four large characters "Xiushan Industry".

The signature of the legal representative at the bottom reads: Lu Qingshan.

Zhou Tiejun's eyes widened.

The fat on his face began to tremble uncontrollably.

These past two days, the business circles in the provincial capital have been in an uproar!

Wei Biao, a notorious gangster who had dominated the provincial capital for many years, was sentenced to death by the court yesterday!

With Wei Biao gone, the twelve most profitable prime stalls were completely swallowed up by someone else.

Rumors are circulating in the industry that he's a ruthless outsider who's crossed the river from out of town. He's cunning and has connections in both the legitimate and criminal worlds!

What makes Guo Haipeng and Qian Shouyi, two bigwigs of state-owned enterprises, willingly agree to issue a joint approval and work together to regulate the market?

That fierce dragon's name is Lu Qingshan!

Zhou Tiejun's Adam's apple bobbed up and down.

He suddenly leaned closer to the document, staring intently at the signature, then looked up at the young man sitting opposite him.

Beneath this faded old overcoat lies a living Yama who can make the entire provincial capital tremble!

"you……"

Zhou Tiejun's voice completely broke down, and he stammered so much that he couldn't even speak a complete sentence.

"You...you are...Boss Lu of Xiushan Industry?!"

Lu Qingshan carefully folded the documents and put them back into the brown paper bag.

He raised his eyelids and looked at Zhou Tiejun, who was covered in sweat.

"Section Chief Zhou, can I afford to sign this safety net agreement?"

Zhou Tiejun's shirt back was instantly soaked with cold sweat.

His legs went weak, so he quickly went around the desk, rubbed his hands vigorously on his trouser legs, and bent over to reach out to Lu Qingshan.

"Oh dear! Boss Lu! Look at the mess this has made!"

"It's like the flood washed away the Dragon King's temple! My dog ​​eyes were truly blind to Mount Tai!"

Zhou Tiejun was all smiles, his back bent so low he almost bent ninety degrees.

He quickly dragged his cushioned office chair over.

"Please find me another seat! It's my fault, I was so flustered just now, I swore and spewed nonsense, please don't take it to heart!"

Standing in the corner, Xiao Li was completely dumbfounded.

Section Chief Zhou, who usually acts arrogantly and domineeringly in front of suppliers, was now like a lapdog wagging its tail, almost kneeling down to them.

Lu Qingshan ignored the chair.

"Business is business. 800 cubic meters of premium red pine, to be loaded and dispatched before 3 PM."

"If everything's alright on your end, sign the contract right away. I need to rush back to the forest farm to coordinate the convoy."

Zhou Tiejun didn't dare utter a single fart.

What level are Guo Haipeng and Qian Shouyi?

That's a big shot whom even the CEO of the construction group has to treat with utmost respect and offer him a cigarette!

Lu Qingshan's ability to stand on equal footing with these two individuals demonstrates an extraordinary background that makes crushing a mere purchasing section chief as easy as crushing an ant.

The fact that Hongsong was able to get the order from Xiushan Industry is because they gave Zhou Tiejun a favor!

"No problem! Absolutely no problem!"

Zhou Tiejun jogged back to his seat.

He opened the drawer, pulled out the highest-level procurement contract, and quickly filled in the amount with a pen.

"Boss Lu, we'll price you the highest market price! You don't need to pay for shipping; our construction group will cover it all!"

He quickly signed his name in the "Party B" section, found the official red seal, breathed on it, and slammed it down.

Then, Zhou Tiejun held the contract in both hands and respectfully handed it to Lu Qingshan.

"Mr. Lu, please take a look."

"From now on, our construction group will absolutely prioritize Xiushan Industry for its timber quotas! No one can take them away from us!"

Lu Qingshan took it and glanced at the key terms and unit price.

He took out the inkpad and his personal seal, and pressed them down decisively.

After carefully putting away his copy of the contract, Lu Qingshan stood up.

"The goods will definitely arrive after the snow stops."

"Don't let the people below hold you hostage over the final payment for Lao Wu's project at the construction site."

Zhou Tiejun nodded repeatedly, patting his chest to assure him, "Don't worry! I'll personally approve Old Wu's payment; it won't be delayed even for a day!"

Lu Qingshan turned and walked towards the door.

Zhou Tiejun followed behind, bending over and smiling broadly, all the way to the stairwell.

Lu Qingshan strode out of the red brick building.

The heavy snow showed no signs of stopping.

With this contract from the construction group, the Hongshi Forest Farm's convoy can now legally be registered and put on the road.

Three large trucks can not only transport timber into the city.

They could also conveniently transport all the mountain produce piled up in Hongshitun to the provincial capital.

Wei Biao is dead.

The market association's approval has been obtained, and the forest farm's transportation line has been opened.

Lu Qingshan opened the jeep door and got into the driver's seat.

The engine roared roughly, and the wheels left deep ruts in the snow.

This rare blizzard, while blocking the path of all competitors.

But this very fact became the strongest driving force for Xiushan Industry to dominate the provincial capital's mountain products market!