Siheyuan: Starting with one acre and three fen of land

Fatty Hu was choked speechless by Chen Xueru's question. He smiled awkwardly and quickly picked up the teacup to toast Chen Xueru.

After Chen Xueru finished speaking, she realized that the fat man wanted to cooperate with her and be considered her teammate.

She raised her teacup and returned the greeting, a slight smile on her lips: "Boss Hu, I wonder how your business supply situation is going?"

These words hit Fatty Hu's soft spot. The fat on his face trembled slightly, and his lips stammered a few times, but in the end he couldn't squeeze out a single word.

Land reform has been over for several years, but the wave of supply and marketing cooperatives has become increasingly intense.

Production raw materials are almost entirely taken over by supply and marketing cooperatives, and private procurement channels are becoming increasingly narrow.

Especially for key controlled materials such as cotton, it is even more difficult.

With the increase in state-owned textile factories, the living space of the private textile industry has been continuously squeezed.

Workers flocked to state-owned enterprises with better pay, and the Hu family's textile business was naturally the first to be affected.

The joint venture will be able to solve the current problems and may even provide an opportunity to expand the factory.

It's just that as someone from the old era, I have inherent concerns about policies in my heart, which is why I have been hesitant.

This time, Chen Xueru took the lead in the cooperation, which actually gave Fatty Hu more confidence and made him willing to follow suit.

The scale of the silk and satin shop's business is much larger than his, so he thought he could follow suit.

Seeing this, the two people sitting next to Fatty Hu secretly made plans in their minds and their eyes met inadvertently.

Fatty Hu made up his mind, gritted his teeth, and told the truth: "Boss Xueru, to be honest with you, my current situation is not very good."

After hearing this, Chen Xueru found that his family situation was just as she expected. She smiled and turned her gaze to Du Defang standing beside her.

"Mr. Du, I guess everyone is having a hard time, right?"

Du Defang has extensive businesses and although he has been affected, he is still able to barely maintain it.

If we say that Fatty Hu is following the policy, he has improved the treatment in his factory and shop.

Boss Ou is not so rule-abiding. He walks on the edge and earns more than the Hu family.

Du Defang stroked his white beard and looked at Chen Xueru with a smile, looking calm and composed.

"Xiao Chen, you know what everyone's situation is like."

Seeing that Du Defang was unwilling to reveal his position easily, Chen Xueru sighed in her heart, "old fox."

She still kept a smile on her face, nodded slightly, and then turned her gaze to Boss Ou.

"Boss Chen, I don't understand what you're thinking. The silk shop is making a lot of money, why are you pushing it away?"

Boss Ou pretended to be regretful and tested Chen Xueru half-jokingly and half-seriously, glancing at He Yuzhu opposite him from time to time.

Chen Xueru was not surprised by this, as she knew clearly what Ou had done.

Even though she felt somewhat disdainful of him in her heart, she suppressed her unhappiness for the time being in order to prevent him from ruining the joint venture plan.

"Everyone likes money. But I'm still young, and I have a long way to go in the future. There are plenty of opportunities to make money."

Du Defang and the other two froze when they heard this. These words left them with a thorn in their throats.

Chen Xueru is indeed as young as she said, and compared to people like them, she does have unlimited possibilities.

Du Defang laughed and tried to smooth things over: "Xiao Chen, the young are really something to be feared! We have been doing this for decades, but we are still not as good as you."

Seeing that the time was right, Du Defang got straight to the point, "Xiao Chen, is there any hidden story behind this?"

Although Du Defang has many properties under his name, time is merciless and he no longer has the ambition he had when he was young.

What he is most concerned about now is to spend his old age in peace. He can already feel the tense atmosphere of impending storm.

However, under the current circumstances, Chen Xueru was able to participate in the foreign trade field a few years ago, and the level she was exposed to has obviously surpassed Du Defang.

The cooperation at the Silk Shop seemed unusual. Maybe she had heard some rumors, and maybe it was the information they needed.

When Hu and Ou heard Du Defang's words, their eyes were fixed on Chen Xueru, waiting for her answer.

Seeing that Du Defang could no longer hold back, Chen Xueru stopped keeping him in suspense.

After all, Du Defang has been in Beijing for decades and has extensive business connections. Getting his help in the joint venture will undoubtedly make things twice as easy.

"Mr. Du, I think everyone here knows the conditions of the joint venture.

Let me just ask you one question, how did the Ning family compare to you a few years ago?

Now, we only have two options before us, and you can think about it carefully. "

After saying this, he picked up the teacup, giving them time to convince themselves and laying the groundwork for the final persuasion.

When they heard her mention the Ning family, the three of them couldn't help but frown, their expressions solemn, and they started to make secret calculations in their hearts.

The Ning family’s assets are greater than their chamber of commerce combined. They are considered wealthy and famous.

Unlike those of them who came to the old city to make a living, the Ning family is one of the few large merchants in Shencheng.

The incident a few years ago implicated the Ning family, causing them to pay a heavy price and the family business to plummet.

The Ning family did not want to cooperate, so at the beginning of last year they went directly south to Hong Kong Island to deal with their family business and left their hometown.

A lean camel is bigger than a horse. The Ning family did not dare to go against the policy and could only move away.

As small characters, they have no other way to go.

The private room suddenly fell into silence, with only the faint sound of drinking tea and the occasional sound of wind coming from outside the window.

The one who came back to his senses the fastest was Fatty Hu, who had always intended to cooperate.

Now that someone has taken the lead and he has been enlightened by Chen Xueru's words, his decision has become even firmer.

He breathed a sigh of relief, his expression relaxed, and he picked up the teacup, feeling that the tea seemed to taste better.

The expression on Du Defang's face became relaxed. All he wanted was to spend his old age in peace, and just think of it as spending money to ward off disaster.

He held up the teacup steadily, savoring the aroma of the tea. At the same time, he noticed the changes in Fatty Hu and nodded slightly, indicating that he was not surprised by Fatty Hu's choice.

The reason why they were chosen to come this time is because they each represent a faction.

And now, only Boss Ou was still hesitant, with a frown on his face and a conflicted look on his face.

People are old and smart, and horses are old and slippery.

Du Defang did not intend to persuade him, as it might offend people and was really unnecessary.

He coughed lightly and cast his gaze towards He Yuzhu, who seemed to be standing aside and had no sense of presence, wanting to test him.

Du Defang always had an inexplicable feeling in his heart that he was not a simple person and might get some unexpected gains.

He spoke slowly, his tone somewhat cordial.

"I just call you Xiao He, but I wonder where you are doing? You don't look like an ordinary person."

He Yuzhu raised his eyebrows, obviously surprised by Du Defang's sudden attention.

He put down his teacup and bowed, making sure not to lose his manners.

"Mr. Du, you are my elder, so you can address me casually. I am just a cook, not from a wealthy family."

Seeing that he did not reveal more information, Du Defang pondered in his heart.

But with Chen Xueru's personality, how could she possibly marry an ordinary cook?

When they came in just now, Zhang Qing's attitude towards the two people was obviously different. I can ask Zhang Qing about it later.