Starting out as a drug dealer in 1988

The factory security personnel finally rushed out.

They surged out like a tide, quickly gathered together to form a solid line of defense, firmly blocking the reporters from the periphery.

The car started again, the wheels turned slowly, and drove forward.

"Everyone, please pay attention! This Saturday morning at 9: AM, we will hold an important press conference in the company's conference hall. Everyone is welcome to attend and you can ask any questions on the spot."

Zhao Wenhao rolled down the window again. His voice was clear and loud, as if it penetrated the air and reached the crowd chasing behind.

However, without waiting for the group of reporters to respond, the driver Cheng Gong stepped on the accelerator without hesitation, the engine roared, and the car sped away like a wild horse.

The reporters showed disappointment on their faces, but when they heard that Zhao Wenhao was going to hold a press conference this Saturday, they instantly became excited again.

They knew this was a rare opportunity to get to the bottom of the matter.

"Mr. Zhao, where are we going now?"

Cheng Gong was focused on driving and didn't look back. His eyes were always fixed on the road ahead while he asked Zhao Wenhao questions.

Zhao Wenhao fell into deep thought. He had originally planned to go to his sister's rental house to avoid the limelight.

However, when he thought of the reporters' omnipresent methods, he couldn't help but feel worried.

After some thought, he decided to give up this idea for the time being. After all, no one else knew where his sister and Yang Yue lived, and he didn't want others to disturb their lives.

"Let's go back to our hometown. We haven't been back for a long time. Go back and see our mother."

Today alone, all the company's landlines have been flooded with calls. Now even the company's front door has been blocked. This can't go on.

Zhao Wenhao finally decided to go back to his hometown and hide for a few days to avoid being disturbed.

As for the company's affairs, with Yuan Bin here, I believe he will handle everything.

A few hours later, when the car drove into Zhaojiayu, the villagers saw the car and naturally knew that Zhao Wenhao had returned to the village.

"Wenhao, why are you back?"

Wei Chunlan was packing her things at the door when she suddenly saw her son Zhao Wenhao appear in front of her. She couldn't help feeling very surprised and confused.

Zhao Wenhao looked tired, as if he had been running around for a long time.

He signaled the driver and bodyguard to move the items they brought into the house, then waved to them to leave first.

"Mom, I came back to see you." Zhao Wenhao's voice was low, revealing a hint of fatigue.

Wei Chunlan looked at her son with strange eyes, muttering to herself: "Why did this child come back suddenly? Is he hiding something from me?"

Zhao Wenhao pulled himself together and asked with concern, "Mom, how are you feeling lately? Is everything okay?"

Wei Chunlan smiled and replied, "I'm fine. How about you? Are you really okay?"

Zhao Wenhao felt physically and mentally exhausted after several days of busy work, but he still tried to remain calm.

"Mom, I'm just a little tired and want to come back to rest. If anyone wants to see me, please ask them to come back in the evening."

After saying that, Zhao Wenhao waved his hand, walked straight into his room, closed the door and turned off the pager, as if he wanted to isolate himself from the outside world for a while.

It was not until the evening that Zhao Aiguo came and knocked on the door, waking up Zhao Wenhao who was sleeping.

"Get up and have dinner." Zhao Aiguo said softly.

Zhao Wenhao woke up from his sleep, stretched himself contentedly, and then slowly got up from the bed.

He noticed that his father Zhao Aiguo did not leave, but stood quietly by, as if he had something to say.

"Is there something wrong?" Zhao Wenhao asked directly. He had already noticed that his father's behavior was a little unusual.

Zhao Aiguo hesitated for a moment, then finally said, "Well, I also want to learn how to drive. Can you arrange it for me?"

Zhao Aiguo felt a little embarrassed, but still said it.

"Learning to drive? Why did you suddenly have this idea?" Zhao Wenhao was a little puzzled. "Do you have a car? Or are you planning to buy one?"

"You misunderstood. I'm not trying to drive a small car like yours. I want to learn how to drive a large truck like the ones Zhao Dagou and his friends drive." Zhao Aiguo finally told the truth, "Once I learn how to drive, I can also help haul goods.

Oh, by the way, your second uncle also had this idea, but he just didn’t have time to tell you.”

As Zhao Wenhao walked out, he turned back and said, "Why don't you call your second uncle over so I can hear your ideas and then make a decision?"

"Okay, I'll go call Ai Min over." Zhao Aiguo ran out excitedly.

Zhao Wenhao frowned. He didn't know what tricks Zhao Aiguo was going to play next.

Zhao Aimin also wanted to learn how to drive, which was understandable. After all, the herbal medicine business hadn't been as profitable in the past two years, so it was understandable that Zhao Aimin wanted to change his line of work.

On the contrary, Zhao Aiguo had no worries about food and clothing, so why did he suddenly think of learning to drive a truck?

"Mom, Second Uncle is coming over to eat with us. Please add two side dishes. I'll go get a bottle of wine and have a couple of drinks with Second Uncle."

If he couldn't figure it out, he just stopped thinking about it. Zhao Wenhao turned around and ran back to his room, and took out two bottles of Moutai with iron caps from the cabinet.

Soon, Zhao Aimin followed his elder brother over.

"Second uncle, I'll have a couple of drinks with you tonight." Zhao Wenhao raised the Moutai in his hand.

Zhao Aimin chuckled, showing no intention of refusing. "Of course we have to drink good wine, but two bottles are too much. Let's just split one bottle among the three of us."

"Alright, that's a happy decision." Zhao Wenhao followed Zhao Aiguo and walked towards the living room. "Take the remaining bottle back with you and drink it slowly next time."

The three of them then sat in the living room, and Zhao Wenxia followed to help clear the table.

The little girl has now grown into a big girl.

I just took the junior high school entrance exam this year, but unfortunately, my score barely reached the high school score line. Getting into high school wouldn't be a problem, but getting into a good one is out of the question.

In desperation, Zhao Wenhao went to find someone for help again, and finally spent some money to send Zhao Wenxia to the best high school in the county.

Today is August 8th. In a few days, the girl will report to school and participate in military training.

"Wenhui will graduate next year, right? What are Second Uncle's plans? Or what are his own ideas?"

Zhao Wenhao smiled at his sister, then turned to look at Zhao Aimin.

"What could he possibly be thinking? I sent him to vocational school because I wanted him to learn a trade. But he keeps getting into trouble. I don't know how many times the teachers at school have called me in. I've lost all my face."

Talking about his own son and then looking at his eldest brother's son, Zhao Aimin was full of resentment.