The rebirth of the wife and children

A few discerning people had told Zhou Xiumei that her son had come to the pig farm. Zhou Xiumei, who was checking on the feeding of the piglets, hurriedly took off the coat she was wearing when entering the piggery, and hurried over.

Seeing her old man standing there stupidly, she immediately became angry, and went up and slapped Shang Yong on the shoulder: "You are standing stupidly here, my son is here, why don't you come here?" Don't take him to sit in the office for a while."

After finishing speaking, Zhou Xiumei took Shang Fuhai's arm directly: "Dahai, go sit with Mom in the office for a while."

Although Zhou Xiumei is a traditional woman, she also has a strong side. At least when it comes to her son, she has the blindness shared by the role of mother.

Half an hour later, Zhou Xiumei finally recovered from the shock. She glanced at her son and then at her son again. She really couldn't believe that it took only half a year for her to make such a big fuss. Come.

No wonder he opened his mouth to transfer 1000 million to his dad last night. He really has the confidence in his relationship.

"Damn me, Dahai, you just said that you can earn 1000 million a day? How much is that? It's really a crime." Zhou Xiumei sighed, and the more she said it, the more strange it sounded to Shang Fuhai.

How to make money has become a crime in his mother's mouth.

Shang Fuhai didn't dare to say, nor did he dare to ask!

Zhou Xiumei patted the table for the last time: "Old man, the sale of live pigs in our pig farm will be done according to what my son said, so we will supply all the pigs raised in the factory to him, and if we can't sell them, we will continue to expand." Place, didn’t my son just promise to transfer 1000 million to you? Calculate how much it costs to build a feed factory, and buy the rest of the piglets and mothers. Let’s fill up our pig factory first, I still don’t believe it Now, two thousand heads are not enough for me to raise four thousand head, and four thousand head is not enough for me to raise eight thousand head, why can’t I sell pork for my son’s shop.”

This is really my mother!

Although Shang Yong always felt that he could not find his own sense of accomplishment in the business of large-scale pig raising, but his old women had said it, and Shang Yong went along with it, and did not put forward any other rebuttal opinions.

He has already started to think about contacting a place with slaughtering qualifications, or trying to find a way to get a slaughtering qualification, and then build a slaughtering center at home, and do a good job of hygiene, so that his son can be assured of selling meat in the future.

From the moment the pig farm started to rise, Shang Yong devoted all his attention to this career, so he had a comprehensive consideration of many problems here. Regarding the issue of 'sales', the next step is for him to go out and take the initiative to contact sales, but he didn't expect that his son's return this time not only solved his financial shortage problem, but also directly solved the 'sales' that he hadn't implemented yet. problem, and it is a market problem with a serious imbalance between supply and demand, which prompts him to increase large-scale investment.

For this part, Shang Yong has already started to have a plan in his heart.

"Xiumei, I'll contact them later to see if there are any piglets on their side. I don't think about it this time. I want all the piglets under 80 catties. Isn't it just to make less money? At least it can save some time. , In addition, I will go to the town tomorrow to see how to apply for a slaughtering qualification. I have thought about it. In addition to the feed factory, we have to build another slaughtering factory, so that it is easier to manage the quality and environmental problems of the slaughtering factory. At least I can guarantee that the pork for my son will not have those messy problems." Shang Yong said clearly one by one.

The rich smile on Shang Fuhai's face was cut open. His father had really found a way to develop, instead of jumping into this vicious circle when he was provoked by others. In this way, he felt relieved .

"Dad, do you need me to say hello to Secretary Qin and County Magistrate Song in the county, they are begging your son to do something now." Shang Fuhai threw another heavy bomb, which made the two elders dizzy.

Shang Yong felt that his lips were dry, and finally he waved his hand: "No, I can handle this matter by myself."

Don't use it, don't use it, the old man still cares about his last bit of face, this face, Shang Fuhai has to hold it up, if it really makes his father feel that this career is all based on his own face, he has nothing to do in it If it works, maybe what old man Shang will think in his heart.

Coming out of the office with his parents, Shang Fuhai thought he had also met the elders. Before he came, he thought about the "sales" of live pigs that he had talked with his father, and he had communicated well. The matter of Dongyun Food Factory was basically over. He just wanted to go back to Bo City as soon as possible. After coming here for a few days, he missed that girl again.

Thinking of this, he turned back to his parents and said, "Dad, Mom, if there is nothing else, I will go back tomorrow."

"Go back, let's go back, anyway, it's not three months before the Chinese New Year, and you will come back by then." Shang Yong said.

Talking about the Chinese New Year, Shang Yong remembered something again, and he yelled at Zhou Xiumei anxiously: "Xiumei, I said last night that I would contact the radiator installer in the town today, how is your contact going?"

"Oh, forget about it when you get busy. Fu Hai is not busy now." Zhou Xiumei glanced at her son to confirm that he was not busy, and said, "Why don't you drive me to the town for a while, I'll contact the radiator installer and install it quickly, but I can't freeze my little Yuanbao until the Chinese New Year."

This is grandma's.

Of course Shang Fuhai is fine, it's only after ten o'clock, and it won't take long to drive to the town and back, so I just made a run.

Shang Yong came out to see them off, saw his son parked on the side of the factory gate, his eyes wandered, and suddenly said inexplicably: "Fuhai, I forgot to tell you, and I have taken out my driver's license !"

The black line on Shang Fuhai's slow forehead fell down like a waterfall: "Dad, I told you to buy a car for you early on. See what you want, and I'll buy it for you."

Zhou Xiumei stared: "You shameless old man, why are you so thick-skinned, and you only want to peel off layers of skin from your son."

Shang Yong did not compromise this time, and also stared: "Old lady, I want a car, what's the matter, when I have a car, it will be convenient to take you with me in wind and rain, really!"

Zhou Xiumei looked like she was about to retaliate.

Shang Fuhai hurriedly stood between the two elders: "Mom, a car is not worth much, besides, what my father said is true, when it is windy and rainy, isn't it convenient to have a car to go anywhere?"

Turning around, he asked Shang Yong, "Dad, what kind of car do you want?"

Shang Yong pointed to his son's Q5: "Fu Hai, this car looks good to me. Why don't you keep it for me and buy yourself a better one."

"(one_one)" Shang Fuhai's eyes were as wide as a bull's, and he was confused.

After a while, he came back to his senses and said, "Dad, why don't I buy you a new Q5, and I'll give you the whole top configuration anyway."

When Shang Yong heard this, he swallowed a little emotionally, and naturally wanted to nod his head in agreement, but Zhou Xiumei directly interrupted his last thought: "Buy him a new car for a bad old man, just give him yours. Just stay, Fu Hai, you can buy a better one when you go back, don't make yourself wrong."

Chapter 292 Community of Interests

Not to mention that Shang Fuhai was skinned by his father and left the car in Secretary Qin's office in Dongyun's county party committee office building.

There are only three people here at this time.

The secretary Qin Lumin, the top leader of the county government, Song Mingchen, and Dongyun's deputy county deputy in charge of economic development, Zhou Xinhong.

"Xinhong, how is your communication with Boss Shang? What did he say about the next investment plan?" Song Mingchen asked.

Qin Lumin also looked up at Zhou Xinhong from time to time, thinking about the results of his communication with Shang Fuhai.

Originally, Qin Lumin and Song Mingchen wanted to invite Shang Fuhai to attend this small-scale temporary communication meeting no matter what, but Shang Fuhai was not in Dongyun, and went to the countryside, and they also said that there were important matters at home. It's not good to force him to come over.

Zhou Xinhong sorted out his thoughts and said: "Secretary Qin, County Magistrate Song, I talked with my cousin on the phone, and he told me with certainty that the follow-up investment plan will be implemented, but how long it will take depends on Dongyun The development plan of the food factory came. He asked me to tell the two leaders. If Dongyun currently finds a way to retain these investors with relatively large investment intentions, we must ensure a soft environment for investment."

Qin Lumin reached for his cup and took a sip of water. He pondered for a while: "Old Song, you are the one who focuses on the investment. No matter how much the investment of the person introduced by Boss Shang can be realized in the end, at least from now on we will We must reorganize the investment environment of Dongyun, including but not limited to the specific form of investment and the efficiency of investment-related departments. I will never allow those things that are necessary to take care of the card to happen again. If there is a case, directly investigate and deal with the main leader."

Song Mingchen's heart skipped a beat: "Secretary Qin, I must immediately distribute this express notice, and do a good job in supervision and supervision in all aspects. I promise that if there is someone who knows the law and violates the law, I will chop off their hands without Secretary Qin's presence."

Qin Lumin turned his head and looked at Zhou Xinhong again: "Xinhong, no matter what, how much investment and economic development Dongyun can bring in, the specific details are mainly implemented by you. I personally have a lot of knowledge about your ability. Confidence, and Comrade Lao Song is also your strong backing. I am here to give you a guarantee, how much ability you have, don’t think about those messy things, and don’t be afraid of offending anyone in the process. Remember, just As you said yourself, you are for Dongyun's better future, and I hope to see that day!"

"Swish"

Zhou Xinhong stood up straight away, standing straight: "Secretary Qin, County Magistrate Song, I promise to complete the task."

This small meeting also communicated about the details of the investment soft environment, and finally formed a publicity document on the "Detailed Minutes of Dongyun Investors", which was distributed through various channels.

Song Mingchen and Zhou Xinhong came out of the county party committee office building together. After returning to his chassis, they dragged Zhou Xinhong back to his office.

Song Mingchen looked at Zhou Xinhong silently, and Zhou Xinhong felt uncomfortable when he saw it. Song Mingchen asked: "Xinhong, I am right and wrong, so don't think too much about it. In short, you have to understand a truth. I or Lao Qin After all, we all hope that Dongyun will develop better in the next step. If one day it develops well, it will be our credit and your credit. Can you understand what I am talking about?"

Zhou Xinhong nodded. As an old oily official, how could he not understand.

Seeing him nodding, Zhou Xinhong was very satisfied, and he himself hoped to have a barrier-free communication with Zhou Xinhong.

If it happened before the ribbon-cutting ceremony of Dongyun Food Factory, this kind of "barrier-free communication" is simply a dream, but there is a good saying, one moment and the other, this is the case with Zhou Xinhong at this moment. Although Song Mingchen It's a regular job, but you can't hate Shang Fuhai at this time.

He privately asked someone to investigate Shang Fuhai's background in Bocheng, and the final result surprised him, because from the superficial investigation, he was already a 'predator', and Song Mingchen had reason to believe that someone like Shang Fuhai He must have his own dark hands in the dark, and it is impossible to put them all on the table.

Therefore, Song Mingchen was full of expectations for Shang Fuhai's "follow-up investment plan".

Dongyun itself is a very backward county, and its economy is also very single. Except for a few state-owned enterprises that can still play their role, most of the others are half-dead private enterprises. To be honest, there are very few companies with a scale of over [-] million , This is the embarrassment Dongyun faces.

Otherwise, Shang Fuhai, the ribbon-cutting ceremony of Dongyun Food Factory, would not have touched the nerves of Dongyun's first and second leaders. They would most likely choose one of the two to participate in this event.

But at the meeting, I never expected that Shang Fuhai would throw another big mine. Now I am not sure whether it is true or not, but whether it is Qin Lumin or Song Mingchen, they all hope to turn this uncertain investment plan into a "realized investment" Plan', because of this, they can't fight against Zhou Xinhong, his deputy.

Zhou Xinhong also expressed his determination to Song Mingchen, which made Song Mingchen very happy. He knew that Zhou Xinhong understood his own position and the core of the word 'community of interests'.

"Xinhong, I think so."

After Zhou Xinhong expressed his determination to him, Song Mingchen sent another gift: "The next step is to better carry out your work. I think that the county government meeting will be held to transfer the direct jurisdiction of the county investment promotion bureau and the foreign office. Leave it to you, and they will be responsible for 100% of your next work, what do you think?"

It's ridiculous to say that these two important department-level departments that are economic counterparts were indirectly managed by the county government office that was directly responsible to Song Mingchen, which is not funny.

This can be regarded as Song Mingchen gave Zhou Xinhong a piece of his own cake.

Zhou Xinhong still had to take over. What he did in the past was not worthy of the name. Now that he has the direct jurisdiction of China Merchants Port and the foreign office, he can carry out some actions more openly and comprehensively.

Therefore, Zhou Xinhong was even more "grateful" to Song Mingchen, and expressed his determination to follow the leadership every step of the way, and to implement the next step of the development plan of Dongyun Food Factory after the second phase from the plan to paper, and to put the contract on paper into practice. It has been implemented on the ground and completed the huge breakthrough of Dongyun Investment.

Zhou Xinhong is not a fool, he knows that if this step is completed, then either Qin Lumin or Song Mingchen will be promoted, and he, who plays the leading role in this investment, will inevitably benefit from it.

In the system, who the hell doesn't want to get rid of the word "deputy" in front of his position? He dreams of it, and he has been working hard to achieve this dream, doing everything he can.

Chapter 293 Aftertaste spanning 10 years

Shang Fuhai didn't know the content of the minutes of the two small-scale meetings that took place in Dongyun, and he didn't know that the entire system of Dongyun had started to run at high speed because of his "big words", and he was trying to make his "big words" become reality.

Waking up early in the morning, Shang Fuhai didn’t dawdle in the bed anymore. After breakfast, under the eyes of his mother’s reluctance, and under the constant urging of his father Shang Yong, Shang Fuhai took some rural areas that his mother had prepared for him in a woven bag. The 'souvenir' got into the car and sat on the co-pilot.

That's right, Shang Yong, an excited little old man, was in the driver's seat. Since yesterday, his son agreed to keep the car for him, and Shang Yong was about to dance happily.

When he was young, he drove a tractor, a pickup truck in a station, and even drove a big Dongfanghong crawler bulldozer in the engineering team, but because of his middle-aged body that should have been in its prime, he never bought it in his life Get on a 'private car' of your own.

During the years of illness, his legs and feet were not flexible, and he became half disabled. He had long given up on the idea of ​​having a private car of his own, but he did not expect that a miracle would happen to the family of Lao Shang, whose family was in trouble. His son It brought him the hope of standing up for the second time, and it came true.

Then he started his own business, and secretly learned a driver's license, and now he has a private car of his own.

Although the car under his buttocks is a 'used car' that his son drove, and he was forced to 'eliminate' it, but does he care?

Don't care at all!

He has been coveting this car for a long time, and now he finally has the steering wheel in his hands.

"Son, sit down, I'm driving." Shang Yong roared with a sense of ceremony, which made Shang Fuhai more and more uneasy.

Fortunately, after the car was started, his father drove it really smoothly. In addition, his car was originally an automatic transmission, so it was suitable for a 'novice' like Shang Yong to drive.

All the way to Dongyun long-distance bus station in the county without incident, Shang Fuhai came here on time, bought a direct bus ticket to Bocheng long-distance station, bid farewell to his father, and told him to go back and drive slowly.

After entering the long-distance station, Shang Fuhai felt strange for no reason.

Ever since he bought that second-hand automatic transmission Jingrui in his previous life, he has never taken a long-distance bus, and he has never even stepped into a long-distance bus station.

Time passed, and he returned to November 14, and he never took a long-distance bus. On the eve of the Spring Festival last year, he bought the Q11 that now belongs to his father.

At this moment, entering the long-distance station, Shang Fuhai feels that everything is fresh, and there is an aftertaste that has spanned 10 years.

Half an hour later, on the long-distance bus from Dongyun to Bocheng, Shang Fuhai came back to his senses directly from the aftertaste of his long memory, and he almost suffocated his breath.

It is really a mixture of various smells in the coach compartment under the buttocks, and it is not an ordinary unpleasant smell.

Shang Fuhai pursed his lips all the way, watching the long-distance bus passing the Jicheng station on the expressway, Shang Fuhai called his wife Xu Fei.

"Honey, I'm on the long-distance bus to Dongyun now, remember to pick me up at Bocheng long-distance station in about an hour." Shang Fuhai said on the phone.

Xu Fei was taking her parents and daughter to play in the Bocheng commercial building at the moment. She was going to buy two winter clothes for her parents. When she received this call, Xu Fei was very dazed and speechless for a long time.

Jiang Chunhua saw that her daughter's expression was not right, so she hurriedly asked: "Feifei, who called you, is it Fu Hai? What happened?"

"Mom, it's okay, it's Dahai who called me and asked me to drive to Bocheng Long-distance Station to pick him up?" Xu Fei said hello with a big smile on her head: "Mom, do you think he has a head problem? He drove back. Why do you still ask me to go to the long-distance station to pick him up? I'm out of my mind!"

The old lady was not happy: "Feifei, why are you talking so badly? Is Fuhai's car broken down, or something happened to him? If I let you go, I will go here first. Your dad and I will bring Xiao Yuanbao here first. Go shopping."

Xu Fei dealt with it with a playful smile, and waited for half an hour, leaving her parents and daughter to continue shopping in the Bocheng commercial building, and she drove to the Bocheng long-distance station.

There was not a few minutes difference in time, and not long after, Shang Fuhai, carrying a woven bag in his hand, came out of the station with the flow of people.

At the door, he saw his wife's Cadillac at a glance, and walked over directly.

Xu Fei carefully looked him up and down three times before asking him: "Where is your car, don't tell me there was an accident, where did you get hurt?"

He showed concern everywhere, which made Shang Fuhai feel more pity for her. He stretched out his hand and wrapped her in his arms, hugging her tightly: "Honey, I miss you a lot these days."

In public, Xu Fei was still thin-skinned after all, her whole face flushed red: "What are you doing, don't be ashamed."

"Hey!" Shang Fuhai smirked.

After getting in the car, Shang Fuhai told Xu Fei everything about the trip back from the ribbon-cutting ceremony of Dongyun Food Factory, and then he said: "I left my Q5 to your father-in-law, he Whatever you said, you fell in love with my car and asked me to buy another one. What do you think I can do? There is no way, just take a long-distance bus and come back, it is also a rare experience.”

"puff"

Xu Fei burst out laughing, her hands trembled inadvertently, and the car went straight to the S curve, Shang Fuhai was so scared that she broke out in a cold sweat, and hurriedly straightened her up.

Xu Fei also came back to her senses, and asked him after holding the steering wheel: "Then what are you going to do? I'll take you to the 4S shop to choose a new one now? Have you decided to buy another car?"

"What should I buy? Don't I still have two cars at home? If you don't drive the Jingrui, I'll drive it. It's a waste to leave the Jingrui alone. If not, I'll drive the Alpha, how comfortable it is." Shang Fuhai was seriously dissatisfied. Agree with his wife.

When he bought the Q5 back then, he was really suspected of using it as a pretense. At that time, the Haifei cafeteria had just started, and he needed to 'dress up' himself.

At this point, in fact, he still needs to dress up, but Shang Fuhai feels that there is no need to buy a new car for the time being. If possible, next time he wants to buy a 'luxury car', a real 'luxury car', At present, Jingrui or Alpha can be used instead of transportation.

Xu Fei drove him back to the Bocheng commercial building. Mrs. Jiang and Xu Jianguo almost stopped laughing after hearing this.

"Fu Hai, your idea is right. No matter how rich we are, we can't spend it recklessly. There are still two cars in the underground parking lot, and no one usually moves them. Feifei, a dead girl, is holding two cars by herself. Put one car there to collect ashes, because if you have money, you will burn it in a hurry." The old lady's wave of war burned Xu Fei inexplicably, which made Xu Fei feel wronged.

Shang Fuhai secretly laughed, and took his daughter from the mother-in-law's arms.

"Bah"

Shang Fuhai first kissed Xiao Yuanbao's smooth face: "Yuanbao, do you miss Dad, Dad misses you so much."

"Dad, I think." Xiao Yuanbao gave Shang Fuhai an answer with certainty, and then she pointed her little hand in a certain direction in the shopping mall: "Dad, go to... the group?"