The rebirth of the wife and children

Shang Fuhai shook his head and did not respond to this topic again: "Old Xie, you arrange someone to take me to the hotel, I will go back to take a shower, change clothes, sleep for two hours, and arrange someone to drive me back to the hotel in the evening Shangjiazhuang."

"Hey!" Xie Zhigang agreed.

He still wanted to talk to Shang Fuhai about the "following several hundred million investment projects" he said on the high platform, but seeing Shang Fuhai's pale face, he didn't have the nerve to pester him any longer. It's my own boss, I missed today, and some have the opportunity to learn more about it.

Shang Fuhai returned to the hotel, took a full shower twice, and confirmed that he could no longer smell the smell of alcohol and tobacco. He changed into clean clothes. As for the clothes on his body, he asked the hotel to help wash them again A quick dry suit.

It's a pity to just throw away the clothes, because his wife helped to pick them out one by one, no matter how sloppy it was, Shang Fuhai was reluctant to throw away every single one.

He rested for more than two hours in the middle, until the waiter in the hotel knocked on the door to deliver clothes to him. Shang Fuhai saw that it was past five o'clock, so he decided not to sleep anymore. The bloated feeling after drinking alcohol was gone. Or go home.

Even after sobering up, Shang Fuhai didn't drive by himself anymore, but let the driver arranged by Xie Zhigang drive him, and took advantage of the last twilight to take him back to Shangjiazhuang.

The previous few times, Shang Fuhai came back during the day, and he rarely came out at night. He really didn’t notice that the street lights on both sides of Shangjiazhuang Road were really not very bright. From a distance, it could only be said to be barely illuminated. This is a problem.

He said to himself: "This lamp has to be changed anyway."

He forced 200 yuan to the driver arranged by Xie Zhigang, and asked him to find a way to take Didi back home. After Shang Fuhai's car parked in an unobstructed place on the side of the road, he knocked on the closed door of his house.

"Who is it?" It was the voice of mother Zhou Xiumei.

Shang Fuhai felt kind when he heard it, and quickly responded: "Mom, I'm the one who came back, please open the door for me."

Zhou Xiumei didn't expect her precious son to come back in the dark, and he didn't call her before he came back, which made her puzzled.

But Zhou Xiumei has a little advantage, if she really can't figure it out, she just doesn't think about it.

"Why are you still rushing back after dark? The road is not safe at all. Don't do this in the future." Zhou Xiumei opened the door and chattered. When she opened the door, she found her son standing outside the door. She looked left and right again. Eye: "Where does Feifei still have Yuanbao? The two of them haven't come back yet?"

"No, this time I went to Dongyun for some business. I just finished my work and came back to see you and my dad." Shang Fuhai explained it again, and finally asked worriedly: "Mom, what about my dad? Time is fine, if not, go to the capital for a checkup."

"How is he doing well now? Why is he going to the capital? You haven't seen his madness. Since he started the pig farm, he has already entered more than 2000 piglets of all kinds, and he doesn't feel too tired to panic." Zhou Xiumei began to complain.

Shang Fuhai couldn't take this trouble, so he entered the house pretending to be stupid.

His father, Shang Yong, was sitting on the chair in the hall, wearing a black suit and wearing a Swiss watch Shang Fuhai bought him on his wrist, just like a successful man.

But the problem is that you are at home now, and it is still dark, who are you wearing this for?

If this old man hadn't been his father, Shang Fuhai would have greeted him with a 'crazy'.

"Dad, how do you feel physically, are you still dizzy, are your hands and feet still numb?" Shang Fuhai asked him.

Shang Yong waved his hand: "I am in good health now, don't worry about it all day long, your old man is so strong, how can you be worse?"

"..." Shang Fuhai was speechless!

Come on, I'm really worried.

Just relying on his old man's unwillingness to admit defeat, Shang Fuhai knew what was going on.

Shang Fuhai rolled his eyes: "Dad, just now I heard from my mother that you have raised more than 2000 piglets in your factory? It's growing so fast."

I have to praise his old man and let him find a sense of value and existence.

Sure enough, when Shang Yong heard this, he was overjoyed: "She is an old lady who knows what a family, Dahai, let me tell you, what are two thousand little piglets? Your dad and I can add another one next step." Times, but the manpower is not enough, I think it is better to recruit people first and wait for the training before expanding the scale.”

"There is another point, I can see it, we have to build our own feed factory, otherwise just buy feed, a bag of 100 catties will cost more than [-] yuan, it is too expensive, and the feed alone will cost more than [-] yuan a day. A lot of money has to be spent, and it’s not worth it.” Shang Yong began to talk about the plan he had been thinking about for a while.

Shang Fuhai agrees very much, this idea is very good, his father has already started to consider the issue of 'cost saving', this is really a big step towards a successful career.

"Dad, your idea is good. It doesn't matter if you keep less, but if you still want to expand the scale, you have to consider mixing feed yourself. Just build a small processing factory. The place doesn't need to be too big. Buy a few sets of bigger ones. feed mixing equipment..." Shang Fuhai gave his father a very pertinent suggestion.

Shang Yong also nodded: "What you said is correct, but you old man, I have no money to buy piglets now, and I was thinking of calling you to say something, but I didn't expect you to come back just in time Already, what do you want to do?"

The old man said it confidently, and looked at his son without blinking his eyes. This old man is so tough to ask his son for money, and there is no one else!

Shang Fuhai was even more speechless. He co-authored with you and talked for a long time.

"Dad, tell me the number, lack of money?" Shang Fuhai asked him with tears in his eyes.

Chapter 289 What Should Mother-in-law Arrange?

Hearing his son's question, Shang Yong stared at him at the time: "How do I know how much money I need? You can calculate for me how much it will cost to buy a piece of land, how much it will cost to build a feed factory, and buy equipment and raw materials. How much will it cost."

The old man Shang Yong directly kicked the ball to his son: "You do the math for me, how much will it cost to finish the work?"

"..." Shang Fuhai choked and swallowed the words that came to his lips. This old man is really getting more and more tempered.

"Dad, let's do it this way. Later, I will arrange for someone to transfer 1000 million yuan to you, and you and my mother can spend the rest as you like, whether it will work or not," Shang Fuhai said.

He just sold most of Weibo shares and all shares of Western Securities this month, and cashed out about 28 billion in total. Although he has other investment plans, it is really nothing to take 10000 million out of them to give to his father. event.

And even if there is no such cash out, he will find a way to set aside 1000 million for his old man, and it will be regarded as the pension money for the second old man in advance.

Zhou Xiumei heard it from the side, and slapped Shang Yong directly on the shoulder: "You are not ashamed, why are you really grabbing your son's money to get up and not playing? How did you say it? It's you If you want to find a way to get money for me, what’s the point of asking your son for money to subsidize your own pig farm, don’t you blush.”

"You..." Shang Yong stared at Zhou Xiumei. If he had such a short temper, he would have opened his mouth and cursed at others, but he couldn't do it to Zhou Xiumei. It was this silly woman who could really say that during the seven or eight years of his illness. It's taking care of him with shit and urine, he owes her too much.

In the end, Shang Yong was at a loss, and he couldn't really talk back to Zhou Xiumei. He hummed: "Why, I feel sorry for asking my son for some money. He shouldn't give it."

In the end, his eyes fell on Shang Fuhai, and this matter caused trouble.

In the evening, the family of three ate dinner cooked by Zhou Xiumei, and Shang Yong also took off his suit and changed into a gray padded jacket.

In the countryside, the weather in November has already started to get cold, so you can't do without a cotton jacket.

Shang Fuhai looked at the anthracite stove in the main room, which was not warm at all, and said, "Dad, Mom, please find someone to install the stove for heating. I will pay for it, and put our family to sleep. All the houses have been installed, or your granddaughter will still have to suffer from the cold when you come back this year during the Chinese New Year.”

This made sense. When she heard that her granddaughter was going to be cold, it was okay. Zhou Xiumei nodded: "I'll go to town tomorrow morning to contact the radiator installer, and I'll install the best and warmest one."

What else could Shang Fuhai say, he slept in the cold bedroom all night, and the next day he was so cold that he didn't want to get out of the bed.

"This bad weather is really unlucky." Shang Fuhai complained secretly, and the phone rang at this moment.

Seeing that it was his cousin Zhou Xinhong calling, Shang Fuhai guessed that it must have something to do with the 'irresponsible words' he said yesterday, so he answered the phone.

"Fuhai, where are you now? Secretary Qin and County Magistrate Song want to communicate with you alone. Do you have time?" Zhou Xinhong asked anxiously.

I called Xie Zhigang just now, but after hearing from Xie Zhigang, I found out that my cousin went back to his hometown Shangjiazhuang last night, so he hurriedly called his cousin again.

Shang Fuhai said: "Brother Hong, I'm in Shangjiazhuang. The two of them came to me because of yesterday's matter? If that's the case, you can just tell them that our Dongyun Food Factory will have a comprehensive investment plan in the future. This will take a step." One step at a time, but the investment will definitely be in place, you just tell them that, and I still have some things to do at home, so I won’t go there.”

Zhou Xinhong held the phone in a daze with a dry mouth, not knowing what to say, and finally he said: "Alright, I'll tell Secretary Qin and the others when the time comes, and then pass on your and Dongyun Food's opinions."

"Okay, Brother Hong, that's it for now, I'm hanging up." Shang Fuhai hung up the phone directly, and shrank back into the bed again.

It was almost nine o'clock, Xu Fei sent him a video call invitation, and Shang Fuhai clicked on it under the covers.

From the video, it can be seen that he is huddled under the blanket, revealing a big head, Xu Fei almost burst out laughing.

Xiao Yuanbao suddenly saw her father at the other end of the video, and pointed at Shang Fuhai's head with her little finger, and yelled, "Dad, dad, dad..."

The eagerness and cheerfulness melted Shang Fuhai's heart. I really thought that his daughter would grow up quickly, but I was quite conflicted in my heart. I thought it would be better for his daughter to grow up slowly like this. At least he could spend more time with her. some number of years.

In case one day he suddenly grows up, when it's time to get married, Shang Fuhai secretly feels aggrieved in his heart, he really can't imagine that it will be that little bastard who coaxed his daughter away in the future?

If you don't treat her well, I will kill you!

Back to the topic, Xu Fei asked him when he would return to Bo City.

Shang Fuhai said: "Let's wait for another two days. My dad still has a little problem. I'll go back when I'm done."

"Oh, okay, let me tell you one more thing. My dad has never done any other work in his life except the construction site. He can't stay at home anymore. I'm thinking about what to do for him. Husband, you Any suggestions?"

This matter is really not easy, his mother-in-law is an honest person, and his communication and communication are average, so what should he do?

He couldn't think of it for the time being, rubbed his head and said, "You should wait another two days, and we'll talk about it when I go back."

After speaking, he asked Xu Fei again: "Honey, what do you think about?"

"I thought about it and found that my dad can't do anything else, and he can't go back to his hometown like my father-in-law to set up a pig farm to raise pigs. Why don't my dad go to work as a security guard at the warehouse center of the second brother? The place is close, and the wind won't blow and the rain won't catch us." Xu Fei said.

He didn't have any objection to his father's work as a security guard, it was just a different division of labor, and besides, their family really didn't lack money now, so there was no need to find a job that could earn a high salary.

Her father has worked as a small construction worker all his life, and it seems unrealistic to say that he would go into farming like her father-in-law, and the work in the crop field has not been clarified yet.

Her father-in-law also had experience in breeding earlier, otherwise anyone who dared to stretch out their hands in the dark.

Shang Fuhai didn't expect his wife to suggest that his mother-in-law should work as a security guard, but this arrangement seems to be good.

He said: "You should discuss it with our dad first. If our dad agrees, I will tell the elder brother and the second brother later. If our dad has his own ideas, no matter whether it is realistic or not, we will support him and go inside. It doesn't matter how much money you throw, but don't mess with your bitch's mouth when the time comes."

As soon as Xu Fei heard this, she gritted her teeth at the other end of the video and wanted to bite him to vent her anger. Who the hell is looking down on him so much.

Chapter 290 The Pig Farm Is Still Too Small

After the video with his wife Xu Fei ended, Shang Fuhai couldn't stay in bed anymore. Seeing that it was 09:30 in the morning, and his parents didn't call him, Shang Fuhai wondered if the old couple hadn't woken up yet?

This is definitely impossible, Shang Fuhai yelled twice after getting up, but there was no one there, there was food on the table, and there was boiled millet porridge in the pot, the old couple had already gone to work in the pig farm.

Shang Fuhai tried it with his hands, the millet porridge was still mild, and the dish was already cold, so he warmed it up a little, drank two bowls of porridge with the dish, and then drove straight to the south end of Shangjiazhuang.

After 5 minutes, he rushed to the place. Looking at the hardened ground and the rising white wall in front of him, the area was very large, more than twice the size of his factory. You can see rows of neat and orderly pig houses inside the fence, and a set of monitoring equipment is placed on the fence at a distance.

"No wonder my dad said that he can raise more than 2000 piglets. With this size, it will be easy to double it." Shang Fuhai said to himself, his father is really willing to spend it.

Get out of the car and knock on the door. The guards in the guard room at the door are also from the village. They have seen the eldest son of Shang Yong's family through the monitoring equipment. This is the son of the boss, and he has more money than the boss. He opened the door in a hurry .

"Oh, Fu Hai, why are you here today? This is the first time you have come to our Xiuyong pig farm." The person who opened the door said.

"Xiuyong Pig Farm?" The muscles on Shang Fuhai's entire face twitched and twitched. The level of this name is really 'in the same line', but can this name be more ugly?

The guy who opened the door turned dark when he heard it, and he pointed to a brand new sign on the wall in the opened door: "It's Xiuyong Pig Farm, you are Uncle Shang's son, why don't you even know this .”

Shang Fuhai was ashamed, and after a quick glance, he realized that it was not "Xiu" in his mother's name, but "Xiu", but there was no difference, and Xiu Yong didn't sound much better, so it would be more straightforward to call it "Shang Yong Pig Farm" a little.

At the moment, Shang Yong is walking around the neat rows of pig houses with his hands behind his back, scolding those who are lazy, even though they are all from the same village, here, Shang Yong will not give them face, hold him You have to work hard for the salary you get paid. This is the rule, what my son told him at the beginning.

Seeing Shang Fuhai approaching, Shang Yong was very happy. He pointed to the densely packed piggery with a smile on his face: "Son, see if your father's scale is very large. Don't worry, I'll be sure when you make money." Give back what was taken from you earlier."

Shang Fuhai was full of helplessness: "Dad, don't worry about the money, but you have raised so many piglets at once, but you must do a good job in epidemic prevention and sanitation. Take it."

Shang Yong curled his lips: "I still need you to remind me, I just recruited two veterinarians to work in the pig factory. I can't let these little babies have problems."

If old man Shang can say that, he is positive that he has indeed done so. Shang Fuhai is more than half relieved. It is now November, and it will be Chinese New Year in more than two months. At that time, this batch of piglets will be slaughtered. It may be said that Dad was able to reap a fortune a few years ago, and I don't know how happy he will be when he waits for that time.

"Dad, where is my mother?" Shang Fuhai asked casually without seeing his mother after he came in.

Shang Yong pointed at the pigsty: "Your mother, that old woman who can't stay idle, she must be wandering around in some pigsty right now. You have something to do with her. I'll give her a call."

Shang Fuhai quickly waved his hand: "It's nothing, but I didn't see you when I got up in the morning, so I guessed that you should come here, Dad, if you still think about long-term development in the next step, you have to consider buying some sows and fattening yourself." .”

His suggestion was very pertinent, and Shang Yong nodded: "You don't need to talk about it, this matter has long been in my consideration and plan, this batch is to warm the pig houses first, and when the new year turns to spring, I will buy a batch of sows from it, and the cost of the piglets will also drop in the future.”

"Where is the market? Have you found a market for fattening pigs?" Shang Fuhai continued to ask.

Old man Shang made a fist with his right hand, flexed his thumb and scratched along his scalp: "Of course, if there is no market, why should I buy so many piglets?"

When Shang Fuhai heard what his father said, he hesitated to speak.

Shang Yong is also a fine person. Seeing his son like this, let's think about what's the matter, and ask him: "Dahai, if you have something to say, just say it."

Hearing his father's question, Shang Fuhai didn't hesitate any longer: "Dad, if the sales and prices are not good, please tell me. I have now set up 68 convenience stores in Bocheng. Every day The volume of fresh goods is also very large, and these fattening pigs may not be enough to sell at my place..."

"What, say it again?" Shang Yong hurriedly picked out his ears with his little finger, for fear that his ears would be blocked with earwax and he would have auditory hallucinations.

Shang Fuhai said it again, which made Shang Yong feel frustrated when he was a father. He wanted to do something because he knew his son had built two large-scale restaurants. No matter how bad I was, I couldn’t lose too much to my son.

But he never imagined how long he had been separated from his son, and he had created such a large foundation, 68 convenience stores with an area of ​​300 square meters. What the hell is this concept?

The weight of a fattening pig is generally around 230 catties. After removing all kinds of fur and internal organs, the remaining meat is about 160 catties, including bones.

According to what his son just described, the output of a fattening pig is more than 160 catties including bone and meat, which is not enough for his son to sell in one store in a day. All these stores have at least one fattening pig in a day, and more than 2000 in a month. For the bottom line, what are the family fortunes he is raising now?

Normally, 4 months of slaughter is enough for a quarter of the son's sales?

Another one, just now his son asked him if he had any sales. In fact, the old man Shang Yong hadn’t thought about the sales. He just said it against his son when he was old. It helped him solve the problem of sales all at once, but he realized that his size was nothing.

This frustration, simply!

"Dad, there are 68 chain convenience stores in my place now, and I will expand the scale in the future. I was thinking that these pigs you raised should not be sold to outsiders. Let me handle them. Dad, don't worry, this I will definitely give you the price of the live pig at the highest price in the market." Shang Fuhai made it clear to his father one by one, and then said: "But Dad, you have to find a place with slaughter qualifications to slaughter the live pigs Send it to me, if it’s really not possible, I’ll contact the second brother’s team to arrange fresh food transportation. You have to pay the shipping fee to the second brother. In the future, you can find a way to expand the scale, and I will definitely take care of you. All the pigs are sold."

"..." Shang Yong was stunned on the spot, standing on the spot in a daze, his eyes glazed over.

Chapter 291 Peel off layers of skin from his son