"Son, when you come back this time, you won't have to go on a business trip, right?"

During the meal, Zhao Guilan sat at the dinner table and asked.

Her idea was very simple. During the Chinese New Year, the couple would be free at home and create more children. Maybe after the Chinese New Year, she would have more grandchildren.

"Mom, I'm sorry, I may not be able to celebrate the New Year at home this year."

Jiang Hua looked apologetic.

Lao Pu was calling and urging me every day, and he really couldn't put it off any longer.

"Son, our family is already rich enough. Why do you think you are so busy?"

Zhao Guilan asked very puzzledly.

"When you are in a shopping mall, you can't help yourself."

Jiang Hua smiled bitterly.

Many times, it is not him who takes the initiative to find things to do, but when you are in this position, things will take the initiative to find you.

"Mom, Ah Hua is in charge of many people's jobs now. He can't just take care of his family and ignore everyone else."

Su Zhirou said reasonably.

"Xiaorou, you just have a soft heart and you let him fly around outside every day. Aren't you afraid that he will lose his temper and never come back?"

Zhao Guilan said with hatred.

She regards Su Zhirou as her own daughter. Sometimes, she is closer to her than Jiang Hua, her own son.

"I believe Ahua is not that kind of person."

Su Zhirou smiled softly and said.

"Yes, even if I lose my legs, I still have to crawl back by crawling with my hands."

Jiang Hua vowed to do so.

"The Chinese New Year is coming soon, don't say such unlucky words."

Zhao Guilan glared at her son angrily.

Although he was reluctant to leave, Jiang Hua finally embarked on the journey to the woolly bears again.

"Mr. Jiang, I think I'm old enough to write a travel diary."

Xue Shan sat on the plane and said with emotion.

After following Jiang Hua, he has been to too many places. He is either on the plane or on the way to catch a plane every day.

"Hey, didn't you see that you are still a cultural person?"

Jiang Hua raised his eyebrows.

Menghulu Xue Shan really could write a travelogue, so he immediately paid for it and printed a million copies of the book.

"Mr. Jiang, are the dozen train-skin instant noodles you prepared going to be sent to Mao Xiong?"

Xue Shan asked curiously.

Before setting off, Jiang Hua personally visited the noodle maker and asked Fan Lihua to mobilize all the inventory in the south and bring over a dozen train cars of instant noodles.

"Yes, regardless of the future, even if it is for humanitarian reasons, we cannot leave our old neighbors without saving them, right?"

Jiang Hua was a little sad.

If he wasn't really in a hurry, Lao Pu wouldn't have called him every day to urge him.

In addition to a dozen trains of instant noodles and other daily necessities, he also entrusted Gan Tiantian with urgent preparations.

To put it bluntly, his material mobilization ability is completely different between what he is now and when he changed to a large passenger plane.

Moreover, the little old man also gave him the Shang Fang Sword. Now he can mobilize supplies from all over the country with just one word.

When transferring from Beijing, Zhao Yanhua was in the terminal and blocked Jiang Hua, who was about to get on the plane.

"Are you serious about grabbing land, right?"

Zhao Yanhua asked again with confirmation.

"It's not steamed, is it boiled?"

"I've finished all the drawings. You grab the land, find a capable design institute, and build a large stadium according to the drawings I drew."

Jiang Hua took out the crumpled sketch from his pocket.

"Gymnasiums don't make money, so how can anyone build a gymnasium privately?"

Zhao Yanhua took the sketch curiously, and after unfolding it, he was stunned.

"What is this painting you are drawing? Is it a bird's nest?"

She reached out and touched Jiang Hua's forehead. She didn't have a fever. Could it be that she got the wrong design?

"The full name is Bird's Nest Sports Center. If you ask the designer to follow my plan, if you need funds, just contact my secretary Gan Tiantian."

Jiang Hua said carelessly.

"No, you were enchanted by a vixen, or something like that. Did you offend Li Bancheng and steal his land just to build a bird's nest?"

Zhao Yanhua asked confused.

"Don't look down on this bird's nest. It will become a landmark building in the capital in the future. Do you believe it?"

Jiang Hua raised his wrist and glanced at the time. The plane was about to take off.

"Well, it's not my money anyway. Remember to owe me a favor."

Zhao Yanhua frowned and walked away with the crumpled design sketch.

"Mr. Jiang, did you build this bird's nest building to mock Li Bancheng?"

Xue Shan asked after getting on the plane.

"I used a world-famous building to mock him. Is his face that big?"

"Forget it, I can't talk to you people who don't understand art."

Jiang Hua was too lazy to explain, so he closed his eyes and rested his mind after finishing speaking.

Xue Shan blinked innocently. He really couldn't figure out what the relationship between bird's nest and art could be. Besides, Mr. Jiang was not an art person.

After the plane landed, Jiang Hua was very surprised to see the people who came to pick him up. He did not expect that the bald man would come to pick him up in person.

"Old friend, every time I see you, I always feel that there are so many geniuses in this world."

Lao Pu came over and gave Jiang Hua a warm hug.

Following him was also an acquaintance of Jiang Hua, the beautiful spy Katyusha whom he had met before, and a very capable swallow.

"Sorry, an old friend passed away, so I'm late."

Jiang Hua said apologetically.

Being able to make friends with the emperor who has not ascended the throne is a very profitable deal for him.

"It's great if you can come. Before we talk about cooperation, can you provide us with a batch of emergency supplies?"

Lao Pu took Jiang Hua and walked towards the car parked on the roadside.

"It's already on the way, and supplies will be shipped in a steady stream in the future."

When Jiang Hua got off the plane, he felt the depressed atmosphere here.

Katyusha, who once dressed up in a charming way, is now wearing a faded sweater. Judging from the situation, even the people around Lao Pu are living in such embarrassment. The people at the bottom are living in such hardship, but

Just imagine.

While sitting in the car, the dilapidated scene on the road, as well as the noisy streets filled with vendors, confirmed Jiang Hua's thoughts.

He sighed in his heart. He heard that the disintegration of Mao Xiong was the result of everyone's referendum. Everyone originally thought that after the disintegration, they would get rid of the burden of poor relatives and their lives would be much easier.

Unexpectedly, things backfired. After the disintegration, the economy collapsed. Not only did everyone's life not get better, but it got worse.

"Old friend, you have also seen that everyone is selling off what they can still sell at home. If the economy continues to deteriorate, I can't even imagine what will happen next."

Lao Pu said with a frown.

"It will get better. The difficulties are only temporary. Now that I'm here, people starving to death will never happen again."

Jiang Hua had been observing the situation outside, and he quickly calculated in his mind how to allocate supplies.

Katyusha looked at Jiang Hua with complicated eyes. As Lao Pu's confidant, she knew Jiang Hua's current assets. She was dumbfounded by the man's development speed.
Chapter completed!