Senior sister, I really don’t have any improper thoughts about you!

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"Then I won't talk about the summary. Let's talk about something that interests both you and me."

Jiang Ning didn't say anything and started to eat the third skewer of meatballs.

"Manager Jiang, I know that you and Boss Tian are relatives, and I also know that you have a very good relationship with District Chief Li's daughter."

"I even know that you're just a high school student."

"But none of this prevents me from recognizing your abilities."

"But, based on my understanding of President Hua."

"He is a person who will never give up until he achieves his goal. He will definitely find ways to get you to join his catering association."

"Add it in to pay for my retirement?" Jiang Ning picked up a string of enoki mushrooms and put a few drops of vinegar on them.

"do not add."

The rejection was very straightforward, which was also within Liu Ju's expectations.

"Now many people in the city know that President Hua is planning to take over your store."

"and then?"

Seeing that the beautiful girl was unmoved before meeting him, Liu Ju thought for a moment and said directly:

"I have a way to make you completely ignore the invitation of this Flower Club President."

Finally, I get to the point.

Jiang Ning put down the stick in his hand and looked at Liu Ju with his clear eyes.

“Let KFC invest.”

"This way, 'Shi Ning Ji' will have KFC's support, and it will be useless for Hua Mingqiang to be so strong."

"Can you represent KFC?" Miss Jiang asked with some surprise.

"My family has a say in Qiansheng Group."

Qiansheng Group is the company name of KFC in China.

This Liu Ju family has a say in this company, even if it's just a word or two, then at least they have shares.

With such a background, there is indeed no problem in investing in a few fried chicken restaurants in the name of KFC.

but

My fried chicken is selling well, and I have enough money and people, so why do I need a multinational company like you to invest in me?

and.

You're in the stock market.

Will this fried chicken shop listen to you or me?

So Miss Jiang clearly refused:

"Feel sorry."

As soon as these words came out.

Liu Ju was a little surprised.

"Manager Jiang, I know you are very capable and have certain connections."

"However, in this land, ability and relationships sometimes cannot overcome the rules."

Miss Jiang responded to this warning with a smile.

"Can't play by the rules?"

"In that case."

"Then let's play tricks on the people who made the rules."

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Chapter 116 Paparazzi Miss Wang Jianguo

on Monday.

Opposite to Jiangzhou Municipal Government.

It was an old office building.

The floor is not high.

The whole body is made of dark-colored ceramic tiles.

There are five floors in total.

Because of its special geographical location.

Many companies and enterprises that rely on the government compound for business have set up offices in this building.

Among them are many associations registered in the city.

Early in the morning.

A middle-aged man with a fishing basket in hand, a fishing rod on his back and a bulging belly walked into the gate of the office building with a kind smile on his face.

Just went in.

Someone greeted him.

"Good morning, President Hua."

"You are so well equipped today, have you found a good fish pond?"

"Find out the location and be sure to tell your brothers!"

"Good morning! President Hua!"

"I feel pretty good today."

"It seems like I won a lot last night?"

"Hahaha, next time let us see President Hua's card skills."

"Haha, Lao Hua, some time ago, Old Duan got two canaries. When can we old guys go and take a look at them together?"

"Big or small?"

"Hahaha, of course it's the small one. Can Old Duan handle the big one?"

"Hahaha…"

.........

The middle-aged man received many greetings along the way, but he responded to them all with a smile.

When he returned to his office, he saw a middle-aged man with a mustache sitting in the reception area, smoking and reading a newspaper.

"Old Li, why are you here so early today?" Hua Mingqiang put his fishing rod next to the table and asked this question.

Hear the words.

The middle-aged man called Lao Li put down the newspaper and said with an unhappy look:

"Mingqiang, has our association's voice in Jiangzhou become so weak?"

As he spoke, he pointed to a report in the newspaper.

"Any newspaper would dare to say something bad about us."

See this scene.

Hua Mingqiang, on the other hand, happily held the kettle and took out a bag of tea from the cabinet below.

open.

While making tea, he said leisurely:

"It's just a tabloid."

"Why don't we just ask Xiao Zhou to take the tax people there for a look later?"

Hear this.

The mustache man snorted softly.

"Xiao Zhou?"

"What can you check?"

"Last week you asked him to check a fried chicken shop and he didn't find anything."

"You let him eat so much of this kind of rubbish every month"

Don't wait for him to finish.

Hua Mingqiang interrupted with a sound of "Hey hey hey":

"Old Li, be careful with your words."

"What do you mean by let? It's because we discovered the problem and reported it to Comrade Zhou from the tax department, and then we worked with them to investigate."

"understand?"

The man with a mustache snorted twice but did not refute.

But at this moment, Hua Mingqiang captured some information from the conversation just now.

The chair was halfway pulled out when it stopped.

Turning back, he looked at the mustache man on the sofa, frowned and asked:

"Li Guang, what did you just say?"

“No problems were found at the fried chicken shop?”

"Yeah." The mustache man called Li Guang sat up straight.

"Don't even mention the tax department, even the fire department, the industrial and commercial department, and the health department have all gone there."

"I was fined 100 yuan, and the reason was that the garbage was not dumped in time."

After that, Li Guang asked in confusion:

"Mingqiang, you said it takes several months to open a store."

"There are no problems with industrial and commercial taxes. It's cleaner than paper. Is that possible?"

Hear this.

Hua Mingqiang didn't say anything, just dragged the chair out.

Sit down.

He frowned and asked again:

"I remember there were two fried chicken shops here."

"What did the other family say?"

Hearing this, Li Guang seemed very angry.

He slapped his own leg and shouted angrily: