Zhou Xiumei packed up her things and prepared some things for him to bring back to Bocheng.

Shang Yong came over and patted his shoulder: "Son, Dad has no great ability in his life. If he can make this pig farm bigger, it is my limit. He can't help you with other things. However, if you really feel tired, tired, and can't stay there one day, remember to hold your head up and come back to Shangjiazhuang. There is also my mother and you here, and this is also your home. I will hand over the pig farm to you and continue..."

"Dad..." Shang Fuhai almost burst into tears.

His father's words were not passionate and more simple and unpretentious. He clearly told you that he didn't care how glorious you were outside. He was afraid that you would be tired and that you would be miserable.

Shang Yong's eyes turned red, and he quickly twisted his body and raised his arm to wipe it with a corner of his sleeve: "Okay, don't say anything, dad understands, son, go, do it well when you go out, remember that your roots are in Shangjiazhuang, and your ancestors are here to watch you, don't embarrass them, and don't embarrass our Shang family. No matter what happens, I will support you."

"Dad, don't worry, I will never embarrass you! Absolutely not!" Shang Fuhai swears with heavy pronunciation.

"Let's go!" Shang Yong waved his hand and still didn't turn around.

Zhou Xiumei packed up a large bag of things and brought them with her, including steamed buns she steamed, dough cakes, a small piece of cabbage grown in the vegetable garden she opened, and a little eggs she saved by the laying hens she fed herself.

She said: "Fuhai, this box of eggs is placed by the chickens we fed ourselves. If there is no feed, please remember to leave all the eggs for Xiaoyuanbao."

After she said that, she didn't care what Shang Fuhai said and started to move things into her son's car.

After everything was done, she waved her hand like Shang Yong: "Let's go, drive slowly on the road, don't try to be fast, be sure to pay attention to safety."

"Mom, I will take their mother and mother back for the New Year next month. I will definitely stay at home for a while." Shang Fuhai's tears had fallen to the ground.

Zhou Xiumei sucked her nose: "Okay, then I won't care about your father's pig farm, let him go to work by himself. I'll take Yuanbao to play every day."

"If you don't spend time with me, you will have no time. As Yuanbao is about to grow up, I am about to grow old." Zhou Xiumei was moved.

My children, who were so old, have now left home and started a family and started a business. Her daughter has two children, and her little granddaughter is almost two years old. Time flies so fast.

Shang Fuhai didn't say a word. At this time, he was full of resentment and didn't know who to vent his anger. He originally planned to stay at home for two days and have a meal with his parents, but he didn't know that it was like this.

"You guys are raised by me!" Shang Fuhai wanted to hit someone.

After driving out of Shangjiazhuang and boarding the first-class highway, he stepped on the accelerator and ran at the peak of speed limit of 80. He rushed back to the county town in more than half an hour, and then went straight to the Dongyun Flour Factory.

Xie Zhigang and An Xiaohui were both there, and his cousin was there, and the turmoil that prompted him to come back early was there.

When Shang Fuhai arrived at the flour mill, a large number of police cars were parked in the open space in front of the flour mill and in the flour mill, and all the security guards at the flour mill were replaced by policemen holding shields.

Many people were hiding from afar and watching the fun, and they looked a little funny when they looked at it.

Some people bit their ears and discussed what happened in the Dongyun Flour Mill, and why so many policemen surrounded them.

Shang Fuhai found a place to park his car, got off the car and walked straight to the factory gate. His behavior was very stupid in the eyes of the people watching the fun. Some people also guess who the exquisitely dressed person was?

Could it be a big shot?

"Comrade, sorry, Director Guo issued an order. No one can enter without the hello from above." said the policeman on duty at the door.

Shang Fuhai did not make things difficult for them. They did their duty. Shang Fuhai called his cousin Zhou Xinhong directly, but he didn't even get through two phone calls. Shang Fuhai had no choice but to call Xie Zhigang again.

Fortunately, it was connected as soon as possible.

"Boss, have you arrived?" Xie Zhigang asked him.

Shang Fuhai said: "Old Xie, I was stopped at the door and refused to go in. Say it to County Mayor Zhou and ask him to say hello to the guard and let me in."

The police on duty at the gate of the flour mill saw that Shang Fuhai was so 'reasonable' and did not make things difficult for them. They were very good at Shang Fuhai's senses.

After all, all kinds of powerful people over the past year have been considered knowledgeable. Those who have power but have no abuses are rare and valuable.

Negotiations there were very fast. Before long, Zhou Xinhong answered the phone with Xie Zhigang's cell phone and asked Shang Fuhai to hand over the phone to the police on duty at the door.

There was probably something else there, but Shang Fuhai didn't hear it, but after hanging up the phone, the other party opened the door directly and arranged for someone to take Shang Fuhai in.

"Friends, be careful!" The policeman on duty at the door kindly reminded him.

Shang Fuhai smiled slightly: "Okay, thank you!"

While walking, Shang Fuhai asked the policeman who led him: "What's going on inside now?"

The policeman who led the way gave a sorry smile and said nothing.

Well, Shang Fuhai saw it and would not say anything again. He didn't make things difficult for the other party. He continued walking for a while. As soon as he turned, he saw a group of people standing in front of him. There were policemen next to him in an arc, holding shields and rubber rollers in his hands, waiting for the battle.

"This situation..." Shang Fuhai also felt a headache when he looked at it.

After arriving at the place, the policeman leading the way pointed at Shang Fuhai, and he went back to the door to continue on duty.

Shang Fuhai did not move forward directly. He stood behind the crowd, looking at Zhou Xinhong standing on the platform ahead, and Song Mingchen standing with him.

"...We were originally studying to find solutions to the dilemma of Dongyun Flour Factory. We also found companies that were willing to help us solve the problem, but I never expected such a serious thing to happen at this important critical moment..." On the platform, Song Mingchen shouted loudly with a handheld acoustic speaker.

"Dongyun Flour Factory has been losing money for more than a year or two. Dongyun's leadership team has been caring about the difficulties of everyone. The county finance department has always been tense and allocating funds to everyone. We have always known that no matter what the situation is, we must first ensure that our front-line workers and friends can have food..."

"Can anyone tell me, you can't even wait for this little time? Are you really having trouble reaching this point? Do you know how difficult it is for companies outside now? Have you ever read the news that many companies can't pay any salary? Of course, it's wrong for them to do this, but don't you have to find a way to solve the problem?"

"We will not let Yang Qingchang go to the questions. If they have any questions, we will check them out. On behalf of the leadership team of the Dongyun government, I still have this determination. I will ask, can you believe us? I believe we will still make the decision for everyone." Song Mingchen stood on the side of the flour mill workers and spoke, and a lot of what he said was recognized by the flour mill workers.

At this time, no one refuted it. Even if someone wanted to refute it, he turned his head and saw the police standing there, and some of the words in his heart were automatically filtered.

As for Gao Zhiyuan and others, they were all honest now. Gao Zhiyuan himself was even a little worried. He always felt that today's affairs could not be over so simply. He beat Yang Qingchang. Although Yang Qingchang promised not to pursue the matter under the threat of intimidation and threats, he promised not to pursue the matter, but hitting someone is a fact, and it is hard to guarantee that someone will hold on.

Gao Zhiyuan couldn't help but look at Zhou Xinhong who was silent on the stage. I wonder what he was thinking?

Song Mingchen talked to the boss for a while, his mouth was so dry that he had no choice but to stand up at this time.

I thought that it had been more than an hour since he came here, but why hadn't he seen Boss Shang Fu Hai Shang yet?

Song Mingchen turned off the handheld amplifier speaker and asked Zhou Xinhong in a low voice: "Xinhong, have you notified Boss Shang? Can he come here?"

"County Magistrate Song, Fu Hai just arrived. He called me to the door just now. I asked the police on duty to arrange someone to bring him here." Zhou Xinhong looked at the time. He must have come here early, why did he see someone?

Zhou Xinhong stood on the platform and looked around, sweeping back and forth a few times. With the advantage of the high point, he finally saw Shang Fuhai standing at the end of the crowd.

He subconsciously waved at him, and then he saw Shang Fuhai walking towards them from behind.

Zhou Xinhong pointed to Shang Fuhai who was walking here and said to Song Mingchen: "He is here, should we find another place to discuss it first."

"Well, ask Yang Qingchang to find a quiet office, right away." Song Mingchen said simply.

Yang Qingchang couldn't make any arrangements, but Yue Weiwei, who was in charge of administrative logistics at Dongyun Flour Factory, still helped to arrange a quiet office.

All the workers continued to wait outside and Zhou Xinhong continued to comfort them here. Song Mingchen, Shang Fuhai, Xie Zhigang, An Xiaohui and others entered the meeting room they had just arranged.

"Boss Shang, the situation is urgent now. Let's talk about it for a long time. I have two plans here. You can listen first to see if there is any suitable one." Song Mingchen was very anxious and really didn't have time to talk slowly.

Shang Fuhai also knew this, so he nodded: "You said."

"First, the county will lead the comprehensive restructuring of the flour mill, and invest in the land and equipment. Boss Shang, you will pay a portion of the money. You will decide all the operations in the factory in the future. As for the specific shareholding ratio, I will not ignore you. Let's find a third party that everyone agrees for the evaluation and accounting..."

"What if this plan is followed, what should we do if the original management and workers in the flour mill do?" Shang Fuhai asked.
Chapter completed!