Rebirth of the World’s Richest Man

"Director Wu, how much is this car?" Jiang Xiaobai asked curiously.

"What? Do you want to buy one?" Wu Guofeng asked with a smile.

"No, I'm just curious." Jiang Xiaobai shook his head. With his current financial resources, buying a car is really not a problem.

But why buy it? Are you courting death? Tell everyone that you are rich and be the first bird.

If you think you don't die fast enough, you must follow the principle of obscene development.

"This car can be bought not only if you have money, but you have to have a unit and a class."

Wu Guofeng said with a smile, it is unrealistic to buy a car privately at this time.

"By the way, you can rest assured that I will reserve the quota for you to go abroad..."

Wu Guofeng also said that it is impossible to let Jiang Xiaobai work for nothing.

"No need, I really don't want to go abroad." Jiang Xiaobai shook his head and said.

"Then tell me what requirements you have, and I will try my best to satisfy what I can." Wu Guofeng said, Wu Guofeng did not mention money.

Although he didn't know how much money Jiang Xiaobai had, but Jiang Xiaobai didn't care about the salary that the state-owned enterprise offered the factory director.

Jiang Xiaobai's eyes lit up when he heard Wu Guofeng's words.

Yes, he is not short of money, but there are many things at this time. It's not something you can do with money.

"Would you like to exchange some foreign currency for me?" Jiang Xiaobai made his request.

"How much?" Wu Guofeng said with confidence.

"Hmm... 100,000 yuan." Jiang Xiaobai thought for a while and came up with a number.

He has been in the capital for so long, why has he never been to the famous Friendship Store in his previous life.

It is because there is no foreign exchange, and the Friendship Store only accepts foreign exchange.

"Didn't ask... what? How much did you say?" Wu Guofeng exclaimed suddenly. The secretary who was driving was so frightened that he almost drove the car into a ditch.

"One hundred thousand dollars, see if my old bone is worth one hundred thousand dollars."

Wu Guofeng looked at Jiang Xiaobai blowing his beard and staring and said, "It's really a lion's mouth, except that Jiang Xiaobai is dying, and it's just a few thousand dollars in foreign exchange.

One hundred thousand dollars, what are you kidding? The country's current foreign exchange reserves are insufficient, and using foreign exchange is like squeezing toothpaste out a little bit.

Only when it is planned to go abroad for inspection and so on, can a little foreign exchange be approved.

Moreover, the daily foreign exchange subsidy is clearly regulated.

Many study groups going abroad, who want to buy things, will find someone to exchange for a little foreign exchange.

However, if it is exhausted, it will cost dozens, at most a few hundred yuan, and there will be no thousands of yuan.

He thought, Jiang Xiaobai is rich, and if he wants to exchange more points at once, it will only cost a few thousand dollars.

In exchange for foreign exchange, that is hundreds of thousands, it is not a problem for him to find a relationship.

But I didn't expect that Jiang Xiaobai's mouth is 100,000, who is he!

"No, you said you can ask?" Jiang Xiaobai was also full of grievances. You said you asked for it. Seeing your confident face, I thought you could ask for it casually?

"I'll give you 1,000 yuan in foreign exchange." Wu Guofeng gave the maximum authority he could call the shots.

"Okay." Jiang Xiaobai's expression of mosquitoes being flesh made Wu Guofeng constipated. He really wanted to poke Jiang Xiaobai's ears and ask if Jiang Xiaobai knew about the difficulty of exchanging foreign currency.

I really thought it was a life coin, and it was 100,000 when I opened my mouth, but when I thought about it, it was a life coin of 100,000 yuan, no... even a life coin of 10,000 yuan, and I couldn't get it out.

In fact, for Jiang Xiaobai, one thousand yuan in foreign exchange is really dispensable.

If you can change hundreds of thousands, maybe you can really go abroad to do something when you have the opportunity in the future.

But one thousand yuan, let's think about whether there are other ways in the future.

Wu Guofeng was depressed for a while, then asked again: "Do you have any other requirements?"

Thinking about how loud I was just now, I failed to do it. Although I have tried my best, it is clear that 1,000 yuan in foreign exchange cannot meet Jiang Xiaobai's requirements.

In fact, people are like this sometimes, and they don't care how much you have done for the other party.

It depends on how much the things you do have an effect on the other party.

If Jiang Xiaobai is poor now, give him a thousand dollars, and he will be grateful for the rest of his life.

"Really?" Jiang Xiaobai asked.

"Well, what do you think?" Wu Guofeng is also a leader, how can he swallow this breath, not to mention that he is really not a small leader.

"Then why don't you give me a car?" Jiang Xiaobai tried to say.

"Impossible, your price is not enough," Wu Guofeng said without thinking.

But looking at Jiang Xiaobai's contemptuous expression, he gritted his teeth and said, "I'll find a way to borrow one for you to use."

After finishing speaking, Wu Guofeng turned his head out of the window, he was just free, obviously Jiang Xiaobai had promised himself.

He insisted on pretending to be the big brother, but in the end he made himself very angry.

The car soon turned to the gate of a factory. The gate of the factory had long been open, and several people who looked like leaders stood at the gate and waited anxiously.

Apparently having been notified, the car stopped at the door,

Someone had already greeted him, and when they saw Jiang Xiaobai and Wu Guofeng get off the back seat together, they didn't even blink their eyes. They obviously regarded Jiang Xiaobai as Wu Guofeng's driver.

Of course, what made the people curious was that the driver also got off the station and came to Wu Guofeng's side. This driver was a bit weird, didn't he know his identity?

And there was another young man who also got off the co-pilot.

Although there were a lot of people who came, the factory leaders who were experienced in reception did not panic at all.

Methodically followed the reception procedure, and said hello to Wu Guofeng with the draft prepared earlier.

"Okay, there's no need to surround so many people, leave one or two people who understand the situation, and let the others go away." Wu Guofeng said.

"Okay," the leader was a middle-aged man, and there were three more people left behind.

A deputy factory manager, a production workshop director, and a technician.

It can be said that middle-aged men are also quite intelligent, some are flattering, and some really work.

It depends on what the leader wants to hear in a while? Let whoever gets on.

There are four people on the side of the glass factory, and four people on Jiang Xiaobai's side.

A group of eight people walked into the glass factory. The factory manager's gate was the same as other factories.

There is a wooden sign painted white, with the words "Daxing Glass Factory" written on it.

The white paint on the wooden sign is a little peeled off, obviously it has been old.

The gate is made of an iron fence with iron spikes on it. It is conceivable that if someone climbs over the wall and enters, it may be a blood gourd if they are not careful.

The concierge is still an old man, Jiang Xiaobai doesn't know if this is the rule of state-owned enterprises, the concierge is always an old man.