The rebirth of the wife and children

"Mr. Ma, you can see that our team is getting bigger and bigger. I really hope that there will be no room in the bus next year." Shang Fuhai turned his head and said to Ma Yilin who was sitting behind.

Ma Yilin said with a smile: "They are all wise leaders of the boss. I also believe that the scale of our Baofei Group will definitely be larger next year, and there will be more people sitting on this bus!"

Zhang Zheng walked to the door with light steps, and shouted out confidently: "You all go back first, and you don't have to come here tomorrow. At [-]:[-] am the day after tomorrow, I will hold a meeting in the conference hall of the Blue Ocean Hotel." Press conference, if you have any questions, you can go to the scene to ask questions.”

"Sir, may I ask your surname? Will Mr. Shang come over the day after tomorrow?" the tall female reporter who shouted just now asked again.

Zhang Zheng smiled at her, then shook his head: "Our Shang Dong has other more important things to do, and he can't make a schedule for the time being."

This is really a panacea answer.

After finishing speaking, Zhang Zheng walked directly to the minibus regardless of the people behind him calling him.

A group of convoys disappeared into the night again, and the people who were still preparing to continue to read the news about Shang Fuhai couldn't tell what it was like to see the person who was so close but disappeared before their eyes without even meeting them.

Shang Fuhai and the others went to Bocheng Hotel at night, and Shang Fuhai didn't drink much, but tonight, Xing Chunhong and Huang Yikun were not shy at all, they let go of their alcohol and drank a lot with the people present.

After the show ended, the company's minibus took them all home one by one, and Shang Fuhai also took the car back to the lakeside villa in advance.

When he entered, his mother, Zhou Xiumei, was still awake and was waiting in the living room.

After seeing him enter the door, Zhou Xiumei told him: "Fu Hai, drink less alcohol in the future, drinking too much of this stuff is not good for your health."

"Mom, it's fine, don't worry, I definitely can't drink too much, it's getting late, go to bed quickly." Shang Fuhai said.

Knowing that her son was just making promises, she didn't say anything else, and returned to the bedroom shaking her head and sighing.

After Shang Fuhai went up to the second floor with light steps, his wife Xu Fei was not asleep, she was leaning on the back of the bed and waiting for him.

After seeing Shang Fuhai coming in, she asked, "Dahai, how are things going at the company today?"

"It's okay, it's nothing serious, don't you check what time it is, why aren't you sleeping!" Shang Fuhai tapped the mirror of the watch on his left wrist with his right finger and said her.

Xu Fei chuckled: "You are reasonable, I am not waiting for you, you are heartless, I will go to bed first."

After speaking, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Chapter 1240

Looking at this scene, Shang Fuhai felt it was funny, but also moved in his heart.

The silver light outside the window shone in through the gap between the curtains, and fell on the two figures, one big and one small, on the bed, and there was a sleeping soundly in the small fenced bed next to it.

Shang Fuhai sat on the edge of the bed, twisted his body and watched silently for about 10 minutes, then stepped lightly out of the bedroom, went to the bathroom in the study to take a shower, changed into clean clothes, and then returned to the In the bedroom, he lay down, reached out and hugged his wife's shoulder from behind.

Xu Fei hummed in her sleep and said, "Don't forget to pee on Yuan Bao."

"You still worry so much about sleeping, go to sleep, I won't forget." Shang Fuhai lowered his voice and said softly.

In the middle of the night, Shang Fuhai woke up twice. After urinating his daughter and changing a new diaper for his sleeping son, he fell asleep until dawn.

Coming down from upstairs, Shang Fuhai saw his mother Zhou Xiumei was already standing at the entrance of the villa, bending over to stretch her legs from time to time, or twisting her arms, as if she was exercising.

"Mom, are you exercising in the morning?" Shang Fuhai asked her, this is very new, he really hasn't seen it much.

Zhou Xiumei said without turning her head: "So I can't exercise?"

"That's not what I mean, Mom, if you want to exercise, you can't go and learn Tai Chi." Shang Fuhai suggested.

As soon as she finished speaking, she was directly rejected by Zhou Xiumei: "Are you hungry? I made some pumpkin porridge, which Yuanbao said to drink last night. If you are hungry, go to the kitchen and get a bowl of porridge and drink it first. "

Shang Fuhai was delighted, he thought his mother would say 'If you are hungry, I will serve you a bowl and drink it first'.

A bowl of pumpkin porridge with pumpkin golden petals was placed on the dining table, and Shang Fuhai brought out a bamboo basket of half-palm-sized meat stuffed buns, and a small bowl of homemade pickled dried radishes, which were crunchy to chew , a simple life, but in Shang Fuhai's view, it is the most beautiful enjoyment.

Before he finished eating, Xu Fei came down from the second floor with her hair combed again. Seeing his delicious food, she also muttered, "Dahai, serve me a bowl, I'm hungry too."

"Okay!" Shang Fuhai shouted to Zhou Xiumei who was still exercising at the door: "Mom, you should have breakfast together, and exercise later."

"I ate just now, you two eat quickly, you can go to work after eating, and I will send Yuanbao to school later." Zhou Xiumei lowered her waist and stretched her legs again, her voice became distorted when she spoke.

With her mother-in-law at home, Xu Fei was very relieved. She hurriedly finished a few mouthfuls of food and then went out. Shang Fuhai was not in a hurry to go to the company. He had finished what he had to say yesterday, and it didn't matter if he went today or not.

Tomorrow's press conference, Shang Fuhai doesn't plan to go there either.

Zhou Xiumei was quite puzzled: "Fu Hai, it's past seven o'clock, why don't you hurry up and go to work."

"Mom, I won't go today, I will rest at home for a day." Shang Fuhai said with a smile.

Zhou Xiumei was not used to his problem, and said to him: "Didn't you rest at home for a week a few days ago? It's only been a few days, and you're tired again?"

Shang Fuhai didn't know what to say, he was very skeptical, you are really my real mother.

While Shang Fuhai was busy at home having fun with his son, Zhou Xiumei was sending her granddaughter to kindergarten.

Dongyun Shangjiazhuang, after returning from Dongyun two days ago, Shang Yong went to Shengshi Kangcheng in the county to live for a day, but living alone in such a big house always felt too lonely, he couldn’t bear it , I couldn't bear it this morning and went straight back to Shangjiazhuang in the countryside.

As soon as his Mercedes-Benz S500 entered the village, he was immediately recognized by the young and old in Shangjiazhuang.

From Shangjiazhuang Beitou all the way to the house, all the villagers who are busy at the door of the house will raise their hands to say hello to him.

Shang Yong did not forget to press down on the glass, waving his hands all the way in response.

The feeling came back again, and after going out for a long time, he realized that this was his main battlefield.

After stopping the car, Shang Qinghe, the neighbor of the third house from the north, came over with a big broom woven from bamboo strips in his hand, with a simple and honest smile on his face: "Dayong, you are back. I haven't seen you for a long time, where do you live now?"

"Brother Qinghe, I just lived in the county for a while, and lived with my son for the first few months. Where else can I go?" Shang Yong said with a smile.

He has a very good relationship with Shang Qinghe. When he was sick, Shang Qinghe's family helped their family a lot.

Although the two are not from the same ancestors, in Shang Yong's view, Shang Qinghe is more powerful than his cousins ​​in the fifth suit.

Shang Qinghe flicked the big bamboo broom, and the smile on his face never broke. He said, "Dayong, I heard from Zhenyun from our family that your family's Fuhai is very powerful now, and they are all No. 3 on some list." , is still the third richest man in the country, and he also said that he has hundreds of billions, which is true!"

"Hehe, they were all blindly arranged. Brother Qinghe, don't you know? Our Fuhai family has some money, but it's not that much." Shang Yong didn't deliberately hide anything.

Shang Qinghe nodded after hearing what he said: "It is reasonable to say that this is the case, but the country is not likely to make a mistake, right? Is there something tricky here? Others and outsiders have deceived Fu Hai."

"Brother Qinghe, let's not talk about that, just happened to happen, you come home with me quickly to have a cup of tea, after returning from Bo City two days ago, Fu Hai just gave me some old Pu'er tea cakes, boiled The tea here is delicious, let’s drink some together.” Shang Yong bent down again and took out a sealed square box from the trunk of the car, which contained round tea cakes.

Shang Qinghe shrugged his nose a few times, he seemed to smell the faint scent of tea, and his heart moved, but he looked at the big broom in his hand and said: "I haven't finished my work yet, I'll get on top later Those who come to check the sanitation have to blame me again."

"What are you talking about, isn't it just sweeping the streets, brother Qinghe, come home with me and have a cup of tea first, and I'll take a broom to sweep with you later, can it work?" Shang Yong said.

After he said that, Shang Qinghe readily agreed.

It was the busy farming season in the village at this time, and the two of them were talking, before entering the house, and then three more people came over, and as soon as they saw Shang Yong, they chatted enthusiastically with him.

Someone heard Shang Fuhai say that he was going to make tea at home, and it was still an old Pu'er, and several of them were moved.

They can't afford this kind of good tea, and they usually don't have much chance. Now that they have such a good opportunity, they can't let it go.

All of a sudden, there were only two people, but in the blink of an eye, there were five or six people.

They are all old peasants in the countryside. They don't have a capable son like Shang Fuhai, and they don't have the ability to work hard in his later years like Shang Yong. They are all ordinary farmers. The harvest is not bad, but the price given by the grain dealers is too low.

Shang Yong also accompanied him. He talked about this year's strawberry greenhouse. Shang Qinghe immediately said, "Dayong, you don't know that there is a family in Tiandu Village to the south of Shangjiazhuang. A strawberry greenhouse, but also a strawberry picking greenhouse, a lot of money has been invested, tsk tsk!"

After saying this, some people were not happy. He said: "Our Brother Dayong took the lead to demonstrate to them. Now that everyone has learned it, let's take over Dayong's tricks. To put it bluntly, they are all a group of people. White-eyed wolf.

Several people were talking, the strong smell of old Pu'er reverberated in the room, and there was another voice shouting outside the door: "Is Brother Yong back? I just heard that Brother Yong's car entered Shangjiazhuang. I still don't believe it, how can someone as busy as Brother Yong have time..."

Shang Qinghe snorted, and curled his lips: "Dayong, it's Shang Liangcai, that bastard, don't bother him."

Shang Yong smiled and nodded without saying anything else.

After Shang Liangcai came in, he chattered for a while, and asked his nephew Shang Fuhai why he didn't come back several times, and then got into the issue of the poor households in Shangjiazhuang.

Shang Yong laughed, and before he finished speaking, he raised his hand and stopped: "Liangcai, let's not talk about anything else, let me tell you something, who in Shangjiazhuang has an elderly person over 80 years old?" , I am the master for Fuhai, and according to the previous standard, each household will pay 2000 yuan. In addition, I will buy rice, flour, oil, and a few big fat pigs will be slaughtered at the pig farm after a while, and a piece will be given to us. The old and the young in the family village share a point, if you talk about anything else, then you go out and turn left, we don't talk about anything, do you understand?"

Shang Liang was so choked, he must understand, and because he understood, he felt uncomfortable.

This can be regarded as blocking the richest road in the village.

"Brother Yong, I won't say anything else. You are benevolent, and you still remember these old uncles in our Shangjiazhuang. Well, then you guys chat, I'll go first." Shang Liangcai is also a decisive person, and If he didn't ask for it once, he wouldn't stay and look bad for himself.

After Shang Yong and others watched him leave here, Shang Qinghe said: "Dayong, you shouldn't be spoiling him, time and time again, isn't he counting?"

After listening to these very wise old neighbors say a lot, Shang Yong waved his hands: "It's not a big deal, and besides, they are all from the same village, so what can we do."

This is indeed the case. After Shang Liangcai left Shang Yong's house, he didn't say anything else, just because Dongyun's current leader is his nephew, how do you play?

Not to mention the official status, Shang Yong himself is now a hot figure in Dongyun, he is rich, and has a good personal relationship with the new county magistrate Niu. No matter how he looks at it, Shang Liangcai cannot afford to offend him.

After a few people drank two pots of tea at Shang Yong's house, these old neighbors left wisely. Shang Yong was about to find a big broom to accompany Shang Qinghe to sweep the street, but he stopped him.

"Dayong, hurry up and go about your business, you're really messing around with me, don't you want me to do it?" Shang Qinghe said to him with a smile.

"Well, Brother Qinghe, let's have a drink together tonight." Shang Yong waved his hand.

Chapter 1241 Horror Thoughts

He was rushing to the pig farm in Nantou, and he didn't come back for a few days, but Shang Yong was always thinking about this place in his heart.

Walking to the south of Shangjiazhuang, and turning east again, looking at the big characters of "Shang's Animal Husbandry Development Co., Ltd." at the door, Shang Yong gradually became proud in his heart. This is what he worked hard bit by bit. .

Although the initial capital was paid by my son, who said that if you have money, you will be able to start a career?

There are also a lot of people who have hundreds of millions and still go bankrupt.

But he didn't, not only did he not become corrupted, a little old man earned this hundreds of millions of property just by raising pigs, this is his ability.

After entering the door, Shang Yong saw three cold-chain trucks parked at the gate of the slaughtering workshop, all of which were waiting to be loaded with meat and then transported to the Bocheng storage center.

Shang Guowei, who has been promoted to the team leader of Shangshi Animal Husbandry Development Co., Ltd., is supervising by the side, not daring to relax for a moment.

Technician Cao, who was highly regarded by the old uncle Shang Yong before, left. When he left, he chatted with him for more than an hour.

Shang Yong thinks highly of that man, who graduated from a university with a major in his major. The old uncle Shang Yong really wants to cultivate him well, but because he has been staying at the Shangjiazhuang pig farm, although the salary is good, he can't find the one who belongs to him. His love, Cao Technician, finally lost to reality.

Also because of this reason, Shang Guowei, a diligent and capable guy, came into Shang Yong's sight and received more and more attention.

From the driver of the cold chain van to the current team leader, Shang Guowei is also diligently learning the theoretical knowledge related to animal husbandry while doing his job well. Next, he plans to recommend himself and compete for employment in the pig farm. If he can become an expert in breeding technology, he will no longer be a laborer.

Seeing that someone was slack in loading the car, Shang Guowei immediately yelled twice: "Do you want to do it? It took less than an hour to do this, and you knew it was a sneaky thing. You don't go out to inquire about it. How light and easy our life is, and you can easily get 5000 yuan a month, no better than you working outside!"

"They are all fellow villagers who eat at the door of the house. If anyone is lazy, don't blame me for not saying bad things to save face." Shang Guowei continued to growl.

Enjoy!

Shang Yong saw this scene behind him and smiled: "Guowei, come here."

"Uncle Yong, when did you come back?" Shang Guowei was very surprised when he looked back and saw Shang Yong.

He knew that Shang Yong spent most of this year outside, and this year he spent very little time in Shangjiazhuang.

Shang Yong pointed to the cold chain container containing meat and asked, "Is this going to be sent away?"

"Well, they are in a hurry. They are all sent to the storage center in Bo City. After passing the inspection, they will be distributed to other sub-warehouses. We don't care about that." Shang Guowei said.

Shang Yong knew this process, and after being inspected by his daughter-in-law's Baoshun Storage Cold Chain Center, he nodded and said, "Guowei, come with me."

"Okay, Uncle Yong, wait a moment, I'll make arrangements." Shang Guowei said.

Shang Yong was not in a hurry, and after Shang Guowei explained to the loading side, the two went to other places.

Looking at the pruned Longzhuohuai trees in different shapes on both sides of the road in the pig farm, Shang Yong was quite satisfied. He said, "Guowei, there is nothing wrong here in the farm now."

"Uncle Yong, don't worry, there's nothing serious." Shang Guowei said, patting his chest.

"Guowei, how is your study going?" Shang Yong asked him.

He knew that this nephew from the same village was studying hard. He was already in his thirties and knew how to make progress. Shang Yong thought it would be okay to give him a chance. If the other party made progress by himself, Shang Yong didn't mind giving him a hand.

"Uncle Yong, I've read two books, but I still don't understand some professional things." Shang Guowei was a little ashamed. He dropped out of high school and went to work. Now it's really helpful for him to pick up textbooks. The challenge is to learn the partial knowledge related to animal husbandry.

Shang Yong smiled kindly, patted him on the shoulder and said: "Guowei, you are still young, take your time, don't worry, and read some management books, don't care if you need it now, learn first, just know The one in the crop field is useless at critical moments."

This was a signal of goodwill. After hearing this, Shang Guowei was overjoyed, and his face turned into a flower with a smile.

He quickly nodded in response: "Uncle Yong, don't worry, I promise to study hard."

"Let's go, let's go to the pen to have a look." Shang Yong plunged into the pig house again.

There is not much smell, and the workers working here are all doing their own duties. After seeing Shang Yong, the villagers belonging to Shangjiazhuang all greeted him with a smile, and the surrounding villages who came to work here also said hello. He nodded his head.

After going around several pig houses one after another, looking at the fattening pigs that could enter the slaughtering workshop at any time, Shang Yong couldn't help but start to think that this year is another good harvest.

"Guowei, please tell the slaughtering workshop to keep seven or eight larger fattening pigs. After slaughtering them, I will give a share to the elders of Shangjiazhuang." Shang Yong said.