Xinyao was not a secretary, so how could they know about the boss's arrangement?
The primary task at hand was to protect this lecherous young master.
Speaking of Lin Daqiang, this lazy good-for-nothing.
He came to Ye Zhiqiu and others with a stack of construction bills in hand, demanding that they settle the accounts.
"This tiny village's road and streetlight construction needs 5.8 million yuan? What kind of streetlights are you installing? 30,000 yuan each? A concrete road for 300 yuan per square meter? Is this a gold road?"
Ye Zhiqiu was not new to the business, and he scrutinized every expense, as after all, this was not his business alone.
"5.8 million yuan, you just pay 5.5 million yuan, I'll give you a discount, and on top of that, a rebate of 1 million yuan," Lin Daqiang figured these were all deals with multimillionaires.
