"Imagine that with the reputation of our Shuxiang King, even if we only rely on this gust of wind, no matter how bad the factory is, we can survive for a few years. What's even more terrible is that no one outside has eaten our Shuxiang King, so he will make a random bid. By then, the fake ones will become real. If we don't really wait until our Shuxiang King comes out, it will become fakes."

"And those buyers came from afar, probably because of how delicious our Shuxiang King is, it is just because of the brand of Shuxiang King. At that time, as long as Governor Li took the seasonings posted with Yunjin Shuxiang Ace and delivered them, these people will still pay."

"After rescuing so many companies on the verge of bankruptcy, Governor Li's contribution has been added to his credit. As for several years, who would remember that our leader personally created the King of Shuxiang, and he would only praise our former Governor Li!"

Dai Yubin was really awakened by the old fox Jiang Fangping, and he told Li Xingyu's thoughts out, but it was exactly the same!

Jiang Fangping sighed deeply, "This is the reality. The senior official level is a big hit. Who can do anything? Besides, OEM production is already an old lunar calendar in various provinces. Governor Li insists on doing it. It makes sense in terms of theory and law. This matter is irreversible. The key is, how much benefits can our real Shuxiangwang spice factory get? This is the most practical thing."

After nearly thirty years of ups and downs in officialdom, it is better to say that Jiang Fangping's mind has been trained to be extremely broad, but he has experienced many troubles and has developed his ability to resist attacks.

He knew that complaining and shouting was useless, and he would never break the sky if he moved a stone.

Instead of pitying yourself, it is better to be slapped by someone else's face and then come to eat the banquet at someone else's house. The real benefits are real.

But I said, Jiang Fangping, Dai Yubin, you said something. When I analyzed Li Xingyu's thoughts thoroughly, Xue Laosan sat quietly by the brazier, drinking tea and smoking. He smoked very quickly, almost fighting one by one, silent, staring at the bonfire, as if he was holding a misty fire. The answer was like another broken sentence.

Just when Jiang Fangping advised Xue Laosan to recognize the reality and not to worry about face, and to get as much as he can afford. Two "bangs" sounded, and the door of the wooden house was knocked.

It's already late at night, there is no wind or snow outside, and the weather is cold. Who will knock on the door at this moment?

Dai Yubin got up and opened the door and saw it, and was so shocked that he couldn't stop talking, "Secretary General Song. Why are you here?"

The outsider was Song Kun, the then director of the Dejiang Administration Office, and Kong Fangao's absolute confidant.

Seeing Dai Yubin, Song Kun was obviously surprised and subconsciously raised his hand to look at the watch. It was pitch black outside. There was only a brazier left in the house, which was quiet and bright. Where can I see the dial clearly?

Obviously, he was curious why it was so late, and Dai Yubin was still here.

After serving as secretary for many years, Song Kun reacted very quickly, "It's Yubin. It's so late and hasn't rest yet. Where is Secretary Xue, are you there?"

"It's Xiao Song, come in. It's cold and cold. What's the matter? You'll have to hurry here from the prefectural committee and come in and bake it."

Before Dai Yubin could take the lead, Xue Laosan in the room spoke first.

Song Kun entered the room and was stunned when he saw Jiang Fangping again, and said intimately, "It's probably difficult to deal with what happened tonight."
Chapter completed!