No, Mo Rongmao influenced more than public opinion. He also influenced the top leaders of the country.

Anyway, if he has money, he has to go out and spend money. He has already spent money and invested in Shapingba to help poverty alleviation. It is still a large investment to drive the economy of a region.

Who knows what Mo Rongmao is playing behind the scenes? The reason why county officials are not as good as current management is iron law.

The senior leaders look at the overall situation, and they have the intention to understand what potential Shapingba has before? Was Mo Rongmao a scammer?

When the result came out, the leader saw that Shapingba was very poor and poor before, but after Mo Rongmao came to help the poor, he became very rich.

Not only did public opinion turn to Mo Rongmao, he not only would not lose, but he might also make money. Although he didn't make much money, the national top leaders have a great impression of him.

No money is spent, so many benefits are made. This is Mo Rongmao's meticulous thinking.

After such a confrontation, Meng Xiaojiang was completely convinced.

In Sun Tzu's Art of War, Mo Rongmao's move is called deceiving his superiors and concealing his subordinates. This is not a derogatory term, who made him use it beautifully?

At the same time, in the private room of the Post Hotel, Mo Rongmao sat on the sofa and watched the news on TV. The ash in his hand was already long but it did not shake. This means that he was not watching TV, but was concentrating on thinking about something.

‘KaKa’

The door opened. Secretary Xiaoyun, who was wearing a professional suit during the day, changed into sexy pajamas and sneaked in. He hugged Mo Rongmao's neck from behind and said with a smile:

"Old Mo, what are you thinking?"

A hint of boredom flashed in Mo Rongmao's eyes. He shook his head: "Didn't you think about anything?"

"Hmph, do you miss your yellow-faced woman again?"

Xiaoyun acted coquettishly and angrily twisted the soft flesh on Mo Rongmao's waist.

The boredom in Mo Rongmao's eyes became even stronger, and he said in a deep voice: "Don't make trouble."

"You are so cruel to me during the day. Now you are so cruel to me!"

Xiaoyun felt aggrieved, trying to win me sympathy, but Mo Rongmao had goose bumps all over his body, and he felt as disgusting as if he had eaten shit.

Seeing that he ignored him, Xiaoyun snorted coldly: "Okay, are you ignoring me? I'll leave. I'll go find you when my son is born. It's okay if you recognize him then. If you don't recognize my son, don't blame me for shaking out all your troubles. Who wants to serve you? I'm not doing it yet."

As soon as this said, a trace of murderous intent suddenly flashed in Mo Rongmao's eyes, and he restrained himself for a moment and returned: "Can you stop making trouble? I'm really thinking about something."

"What are you thinking?"

Mo Rongmao naturally would not really say what he was thinking, but said: "I think the chairman of Feilong Group I met during the day is very familiar with me. I was wondering where I have seen him."

Xiaoyun sneered: "Old Mo, what is your identity? What is his identity? He is a local president. Nowadays, it's true that everyone has the identity of chairman and president for themselves."

Mo Rongmao glanced at Xiaoyun and wondered: "It seems that you are very angry. Has he offended you?"

"This is not, it's just that he doesn't like him. He shook hands with you, but he dared to use one hand? This is just a careless hospitality. It's a hasty attitude towards you. He thought he was, could he compare with you? He was just a poor man. He dared to put on airs."

"Poor ghost?"

Mo Rongmao smiled angrily: "Feilong Group's market value is now worth tens of billions. In a few years, Quan Yijiang will not be able to cover it. Do you think the chairman of Feilong Group is a poor man? That is hundreds of billions, not hundreds of dollars."

Xiaoyun was stunned: "Anyway, I'm so poor. In today's grand scene, people are wearing suits, but he is so sloppy. He is still a windbreaker? He doesn't look like a formal occasion at all, but he is still the president? It doesn't matter to those county officials. They are poor, so they wear whatever they have..."

Mo Rongmao was stunned for a moment, looked at Xiaoyun, and said with a look of a fool: "You said, is he wearing poor clothes?"

"That's right? The whole body is not as valuable as my shoes. Is there such a poor president?"

Mo Rongmao sighed: "Don't be fascinated by Western luxury brands. my country has a great country with thousands of years of history. How can ordinary people see a truly valuable treasure? You said he was wearing poor clothes? I tell you, it's okay to change a villa in Repulse Bay in his outfit."

"Hahaha, Lao Mo, are you crazy? The villa in Repulse Bay? Shooting the Repulse Bay in Shenzhen? Or the Repulse Bay in which village? The villa in Repulse Bay is surrounded by mountains and rivers. The rich people in the country gather there. As soon as they lift their butts, they go to the high seas, 700,000 per square meter. Which villa can he change to in his outfit?"

Mo Rongmao sighed, too lazy to get entangled with her, but said, "You won't understand even if you say it. The value of his windbreaker is immeasurable. If he is willing to sell it for 50 million, even those who don't know much about it will accept it without hesitation. Think about it yourself."

After saying that, he threw away the cigarette butt and turned off the TV: "Okay, go back to your room. I'm a little tired today. I want to sleep alone. I'll be with you tomorrow."

“…”

I returned to my room angrily. Xiaoyun lies on the bed and feels less and less. Can that windbreaker be exchanged for a villa in Repulse Bay? Is it possible?

Are there such expensive clothes in the world? They are just one piece of clothes.

Xiaoyun is also a person who has never forgotten his skills. He has a high IQ, but his EQ is too low. The scene of Zhang Jue today appears in his mind and carefully recalls what is special about the windbreaker.

But it failed. No matter how the scene was repeated, there was still no clue.

The windbreaker is like an ordinary windbreaker. It is black all over, with a smooth surface, just like an ordinary hard fabric, and white fluff inside. Apart from that, there is no other feature. There is not even a trademark, and it cannot be recognized.

Xiaoyun couldn't figure out where it was valuable? A windbreaker was worth tens of millions or hundreds of millions? He was so poor that he was crazy.

Xiaoyun, who only knows how to worship Western luxury brands, doesn’t know that the huge China is where luxury goods are truly produced. The difference is that the West produces modern luxury goods and popular luxury goods. However, this great country produces luxury goods with a very historical heritage. This kind of luxury goods cannot be measured by price. You can say that this is antique, or you can say that this is a collectible.

You can even say that it is an ordinary thing. No matter how you think it is, its value is contained in the real river of history. It does not show the mountains or reveal water.

Its value is not intended to face "consumers". In the eyes of ordinary people, it is an old piece of clothing. But in the eyes of people who understand it, it is a priceless treasure. (To be continued.) Mobile phone users, please visit http://m.piaotian.net
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