Reborn multinational giant

"Xichuan's"

Xichuan is a county not far from Anyang, but it is diagonally opposite to Qingxu. On the other side of Anyang, it takes about four or five hours to drive there.

"Let me just say, this is almost summer vacation, there is no reason for meat prices not to fall, we have fed pigs for so many years, but meat prices have fallen since May."

Yang Xiuying muttered a few words, and then said to Fang Jinsong:

"Hey, I said you, don't just sit there and watch TV. Did you hear what your son said? Or else we should sell the pigs while the weather is not so hot. Baby."

"Why are you in a hurry? I told Lao Zhao. He will come over next Friday to pull him. If he eats for two more days, he will grow two catties of fat."

Fang Jinsong was a little impatient with Yang Xiuying interrupting him to watch the news, so he was annoyed by Yang Xiuying's small-mindedness, fearful, unable to accomplish great things, and chatting in his ears all day long.

As for the son's words, he was automatically ignored. He was a baby who was studying at school all day, so he could know anything about it.

"Fat, fat, fat, you know that it will grow fat and eat you to death!" Yang Xiuying turned her head to wash the pot without talking.

Fang Zhe smiled bitterly. Although he is in his junior year and is not too young, he is still a child with his parents, and at this time in his previous life, he was also a master who only read the books of sages and did not hear things outside the window. Never cared about the trivial matters of firewood, rice, oil and salt.

"Dad, you can call Uncle Zhao and ask, he must know if there is any news." In desperation, Fang Zhe could only ask his father to call Uncle Zhao first.

Seeing that his son was so concerned about this matter, Fang Jinsong took out his cell phone and called Lao Zhao.

Fang Zhe sat next to him and listened to him chatting for a long time, but he didn't hear the reason. It was not until Fang Jinsong hung up the phone that he heard him say:

"Lao Zhao said that it is indeed possible to fall in the past two days. Several counties near Anyang have fallen to RMB 6.9. The car they walked today was still RMB 7,000."

After saying this, Fang Jinsong looked at his son, and then at Yang Xiuying, who was walking over here after washing the pot, and added: "Or we will sell it tomorrow, I listen to what Zhao said. He didn't dare to guarantee the price of the 30th, but the price charged tomorrow is still seven dollars.

"Dad, is the car that I drove before is also seven yuan?" Fang Zhe asked.

"Yes, that car is also seven yuan. I heard from your Uncle Zhao that after the earthquake two days ago, it has risen to 7.2 yuan. I didn't expect that after only a few days, the price would come down again." Fang Jinsong finished. By this, I was convinced of the drop in meat prices.

Yang Xiuying heard this and urged: "Then let's sell it tomorrow morning. You can call Lao Zhao again and ask if he can leave tomorrow morning?"

Fang Jinsong, who had just put down his cell phone, did not reluctantly this time, and quickly called Lao Zhao again.

When Fang Jinsong hung up the phone, but his face was a bit ugly, Fang Zhe looked at his mother and asked carefully, "What's the matter? Dad"

Fang Jinsong explained: "Your Uncle Zhao explained that you can't leave in the morning. It has already been arranged for another house. If our house wants to leave as soon as possible, it must be the morning after tomorrow."

After hearing this, Yang Xiuying complained: "This old Zhao, who is usually very active, will lose the chain at this critical moment."

"What's the chain? People don't sell pigs specifically for our family. Lao Zhao also said it. In fact, I called him a bit late, and he said it to others in the morning." Although Fang Jinsong was not happy. , It is the difficulty of understanding Lao Zhao.

"You still speak for him. If the price of the acquired price drops, you will be blinded for a month of feed. I tell you Lao Fang, this is all calculated by you, and you said I calculated it. Didn't you count it down?"

Yang Xiuying seized the opportunity and started fighting with Fang Jinsong.Fang Zhe can only express helplessness about this. His mother has always had this character.

"I'm going to get a vaccine, A Zhe, follow me to help." Fang Jinsong hurried away from the scene with Fang Zhe.

"Come back for dinner before six o'clock!" Yang Xiuying told the father and son who had just left the house.

"Got it!" Fang Zhe responded.

...

"Dad, can't Zhao Shu pull this afternoon or tomorrow afternoon?" Fang Zhe pressed Piggy with both hands and asked his father who was getting the injection.

"Your Uncle Zhao and the others are walking pigs every morning. They are basically busy in the afternoon. They walk a large truck with more than 200 heads a day." Fang Jinsong has some understanding of these things.

"Then except Uncle Zhao, are there any other pig dealers?" Fang Zhe asked again.

"Yes, but there are, but they all pull small households, a few more than a dozen heads, and the more than 100 heads in our family are basically your Uncle Zhao." After finishing this, Fang Jinsong added:

"It's impossible for our family to let them pull. After working with your Uncle Zhao for so many years, your Uncle Zhao has notified you in advance. If you want someone to pull away, then your Uncle Zhao can still take care of our family? "

Fang Jinsong blocked Fang Zhe back with a word. Originally, Fang Zhe was thinking of suggesting that his father sell the pig to someone else, but now listening to him say that, he seems to have to wait until Monday to sell it again.

Fang Zhe couldn’t help being a little discouraged. It seemed that although he was born again, there were some things that he could not change. After all, he was too small to change much. Fortunately, it took a long time. Fang Zhe believed that as he worked hard, Many things can be changed in the direction Fang Zhe hopes.

During the two days at home, Fang Zhe wanted to talk to his parents about borrowing money to buy an iPhone several times, but because of his parents' unhappy expressions, he kept the words back in his stomach.Fang Zhe, who has nothing to do, can only put it aside, patiently climb the wall to find various development documents, and do other preparations.

On Sunday afternoon, Yang Xiuying sent Fang Zhe to the intersection and waited for the bus. Fang Zhe looked at his mother and stopped talking. It's better to wait and see about buying an iPhone.

In the past two days, my parents were upset about the price of meat, so how embarrassed to add to it? When I go to school, I can’t borrow Zhou Bin’s iPhone for debugging. For my own wealth, I can count on listening to him chewing his tongue.

"I heard that your brother Sven came back from Yanjing for a few days. You have time to ask people and see if you have any suggestions for your senior internship." Yang Xiuying said.

"My mosquito brother is back?" Fang Zhe asked happily. The Sven brother in his mother's mouth was named Zheng Siwen. He was in the same village as Fang Zhe. Fang Zhe was less than ten years older than Fang Zhe. When he was young, he often took Fang Zhe with him. When playing with the fat man, the mosquito was the nickname given to him by classmate Zheng Siwen. After a long time, Fang Zhe and the others also called it.

Zheng Siwen is the child of other people in the legend. After graduating from the Department of Finance of Yanjing University, he went to the Stanford University Business School to study for a master's degree. Later, he worked for Goldman Sachs for several years. He returned to China three years ago and worked in a securities company in Yanjing. An investment manager with an annual salary of one million.

What is even more talked about by the villagers is that he bought a house for his parents in Anyang, spent money to hire a nanny to take care of him, and envied the old men and women in the village.

Because of his legendary experience, he is still the best example for the villagers to educate their children.In his previous life, Fang Zhe was taken care of by him in Yenching.

After chatting with his mother for a while, Fang Zhe got on the long-distance bus bound for Anyang.

On this trip home, although Fang Zhe hadn't done what he wanted to do, Fang Zhe felt satisfied to see his parents.

Before returning home, Fang Zhe always wondered whether the parents in this world are still his true parents. Until the moment he saw his mother, Fang Zhe firmly believed that they were his parents. No matter where they are, they Both.