Several eye-catching people told Zhou Xiumei that her son had come to the pig farm. Zhou Xiumei, who was checking the piglets' feeding, quickly took off her coat she wore into the pig house and rushed over.

Seeing her old man standing there stupidly, he got angry and went up and slapped Shang Yong on the shoulder: "You are so stupid when you stand stupidly. Your son has come over, so why don't you take him to the office for a while."

After saying that, Zhou Xiumei directly pulled Shang Fuhai's arm: "Dahai, go to the office with your mom and sit for a while."

Although Zhou Xiumei is a traditional woman, she also has her strong side. At least when it comes to her son, she has the blindness shared by the role of mother.

It took half an hour to come back to his senses from the shock, and glanced at his son and then at his son. I really couldn't believe that it was only half a year before this little brat made such a big noise.

No wonder he asked to transfer 10 million to his father last night. His relationship really has the confidence.

"I'm so ma'am, Dahai, you said just now that you can earn 10 million in a day? How much does that cost? It's really a sin." Zhou Xiumei sighed, and the more she said, the more she made Shang Fuhai hear, the more she was, the more she was wrong.

How can he make money become a sin in his mother's mouth?

Shang Fuhai dared not say or ask!

Zhou Xiumei slapped the table last: "Old man, the sales of pigs in our pig farm are determined according to what my son said. In the future, all the pigs raised in the factory will be supplied to him. If it is not enough to sell, we will continue to expand the area. Didn't my son just promise to transfer 10 million to you? How much does it cost to build a feed factory? Buy all the pig farms and fill them up first. I don't believe it anymore. Two thousand heads are not enough. I raise four thousand heads. I will raise eight thousand heads. Why can't I support pork in my son's store?"

This is really my mother!

Although Shang Yong always felt that he could not find his own sense of accomplishment in the large-scale pig farming career, his old ladies all said that Shang Yong would go with the flow and did not make any other rebuttals.

He has begun to consider contacting a slaughtering site, or find a way to get a slaughtering qualification, and then build a slaughter center to keep it clean so that his son can feel at ease in the future.

The moment the pig farm started to rise, Shang Yong devoted himself to this career, so he had considered many of the problems here. If he had not had the problem of "sales" raised by his son, he would definitely have to go out and take the initiative to contact sales in the next step. However, he did not expect that his son would come back this time, not only solved his financial problems, but also directly solved the "sales" problem that he had not implemented, and it was a sales problem with serious imbalance in supply and demand relations, which prompted him to increase his investment on a large scale.

Shang Yong has already begun to have a plan for this.

"Xiumei, I'll contact someone to see if there are any piglets there. I won't consider this time. I want to make less than 80 pounds. Isn't it just to make less money? At least I can save some time. In addition, I'll go to the town tomorrow to see how to apply for a slaughter qualification. I have already thought about it. In addition to the feed factory, we have to build another slaughterhouse. This will easily manage quality and environmental problems of the slaughterhouse. At least it can ensure that the pork provided to my son is not as messy as possible." Shang Yong said it clearly one by one.

The rich smile on Shang Fuhai's face was cut open. His father really found a way to develop, rather than being excited and plunged into this vicious circle. In this way, he felt relieved.

"Dad, do I need to say hello to Secretary Qin and County Mayor Song in the county. They are begging your son to do something now." Shang Fuhai threw another bombshell, which made the two elders a little dizzy.

Shang Yong felt his lips dry, and finally he waved his hand: "No, you can do this by yourself."

If you don’t have to, don’t have to. The old man is still caring about his last face. Shang Fuhai has to hold this face. If his father really feels that this career is entirely based on his own face and he doesn’t play any role in it, maybe Old Man Shang will think in his heart.

After coming out of the office with his parents, Shang Fuhai thought that he had met the second old man. Before he came, he thought that the "sales" issue of pigs he had discussed with his father was considered to be communicating. The matter at Dongyun Food Factory was basically over, so he thought about returning to Bocheng quickly. In the past few days, he thought about thinking about the two of them again.

Thinking of this, he turned to his parents and said, "Dad, mom, if there is nothing else, I will go back tomorrow."

"Just go back when you go back. It's not three months before the Chinese New Year. You'll be back then," said Shang Yong.

Speaking of the Chinese New Year, Shang Yong remembered another thing and shouted at Zhou Xiumei in a hurry: "Xiumei, I said last night that I contacted the town today. How did you contact me?"

"Oh, I forgot about this when I get busy. Fu Hai is not busy now." Zhou Xiumei glanced at her son and confirmed that he was not busy. She said, "Why don't you drive me to the town and I will contact the radiator to install it quickly. I can't freeze my little ingots during the Chinese New Year."

This is grandma.

Of course, Shang Fuhai is fine. It is only past ten o'clock now, so it won't take long to drive to the town and then return, so I just went there.

Shang Yong came out to see them off. When he saw his son parked on the Q5 on the side of the factory gate, his eyes were vague and suddenly, he said inexplicably: "Fuhai, I forgot to tell you. Speaking of which, I took out my driver's license!"

The black line of Shang Fuhai's forehead fell like a waterfall: "Dad, I said to buy you a car early in the morning. See what you hope for, I'll buy it for you."

Zhou Xiumei glared: "You shy and impatient old man, why are you so thick-skinned and just skinned your son?"

Shang Yong did not compromise this time and stared at him: "Old woman, what's wrong with me wanting a car? When you have a car, it's convenient to take you with you if it's windy and rainy. It's really!"

Zhou Xiumei was about to say something back.

Shang Fuhai quickly stood among the two elders: "Mom, a car is not worth much money. Besides, what my dad said is really, it's windy and rainy, isn't it convenient to go where there is a car?"

When he turned around, he asked Shang Yong: "Dad, what kind of car do you want to get?"

Shang Yong pointed to his son's Q5: "Fuhai, I see that your car is pretty good. Otherwise, you can keep it for me and buy yourself a better one."

"(Everyone_Everyone)" Shang Fuhai's eyes were as wide as those of a bull's eyes, and he was confused.

After a while, he came to his senses and said, "Dad, if that's the case, I'll buy you a new Q5, and I'll give you the whole top-end one."

When Shang Yong heard this, he swallowed with some intent, and naturally wanted to nod and agreed. But Zhou Xiumei directly interrupted his final imagination: "What new car is for him, just leave your car for him. Fuhai, you can buy a better one by yourself when you go back, don't be wronged."
Chapter completed!