"What are you doing?" Cao Shujie leaned over and asked.
Mengmeng is holding a bamboo stick and doesn’t know what to do?
Cao Shujie found the instruction manual and gave it to her and said: "Mengmeng, come on, follow these steps again. If you really can't do it, daddy will help you."
"Okay!" Mengmeng started to tinker.
Although Mengmeng has to be pushed to move forward while studying, she has very strong hands-on ability. She was too lazy to be unwilling to do it just now. Now her father doesn’t help, her mother doesn’t help either, let alone her grandparents and grandfather. Mengmeng
Meng had no other choice but to do it herself.
She took the bamboo stick and followed the steps in the instruction manual, step by step, and it looked like that.
Only when she encounters a place that cannot be installed, Cao Shujie will help her. Mengmeng originally hoped that her father would help her finish it in one go, but when she saw her father staring at her, Mengmeng became discouraged and continued to do it by herself.
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It took almost 20 minutes for Mengmeng to finally get the kite up.
It just felt a little out of place. She pouted and looked at her father. Only then did Cao Shujie take it over and help her correct it again.
"Now, what kind of painting do you want to draw?" Cao Shujie put the blank kite in front of his daughter and let her think about it.
"Dad, how should I draw environmentally friendly pictures?" Mengmeng put the end of the pencil to her mouth and asked while biting it.
When Cao Shujie saw this habit of hers, he immediately thought: "Mengmeng, is it dirty when you put the pencil in your mouth?"
"Uh!" Mengmeng looked at the tooth marks on the pencil and then at her father. She didn't dare to say more for fear of being beaten.
Cao Shujie also stopped and asked her: "Mengmeng, do you know what environmental protection is?"
"The teacher said, protect the environment." Mengmeng said with a smile.
"Well, what do you think we should do to protect the environment?" Cao Shujie did not directly tell her what to draw, but guided her step by step.
In this way, Mengmeng can have her own understanding, and she can follow her own ideas when describing it later.
Otherwise, everything would be decided by him, and Mengmeng would not be able to understand it in the end, so he would still paint a different picture.
"Dad, does planting trees count? Does picking up trash count?" Mengmeng said as she began to choose the color of the brush, and she was ready to move.
Although she is not good at drawing, she likes to graffiti.
After a while, Mengmeng put the green crayon back into the pen holder. She said, "Dad, why don't I stop drawing?"
"Why?" Cao Shujie didn't understand his daughter's brain circuit either.
Then I heard Mengmeng say: "Blue sky and white clouds, dad, what I drew is white clouds, white clouds, hehe!"
Mengmeng also used her hands to draw the outline of the white clouds, which was larger than the kite. This meant that the kite was only part of the white clouds and she did not need to paint it.
Cao Shujie took a deep breath. He was thinking about taking this kite to class and explaining it to her teacher. Would her teacher be furious?
"Mengmeng, are you sure? Then we won't draw it." Cao Shujie didn't care.
But Mengmeng was not happy, so she finally found a water-blue colored pen and drew a few strokes on the top of the kite, which meant blue sky.
Then use a green brush to lightly draw a few curved and messy lines below.
"Dad, look, the blue sky, white clouds, and green grass, are they very environmentally friendly?" Mengmeng asked her father expectantly.
What can Cao Shujie say? His daughter's talent in painting is a bit low, so he accepts her fate!
I don’t rely on this to make a living anyway.
"Beautiful!" he said reluctantly.
Mengmeng laughed when she heard her father's praise, thinking that her painting was really good.
After Cheng Xiaolin came over, Mengmeng showed off to her mother.
It's a pity that Cheng Xiaolin didn't understand it, and Cao Shujie had to give her some guidance. Cheng Xiaolin suddenly realized it, and then praised Mengmeng repeatedly: "Mengmeng, you are right not to learn painting. It will save money for the family."
Mengmeng didn't hear the irony in her mother's words, and nodded proudly and said, "That's right."
"Okay, that's it. You can take it to your teacher tomorrow and explain it to her," Cheng Xiaolin said.
"good!"
Mengmeng happily agreed. She picked up the kite again and felt it was beautiful no matter how she looked at it.
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When preparing to rest at night, Cao Shujie received a phone call.
Seeing the name "Jack Ma" flashing on the screen of his mobile phone, this really surprised him.
"Why is Lao Ma calling me?" Cao Shujie was thinking about this matter.
He remembered that when he contacted Lei Jun before, Lei Jun asked him whether Lao Ma had contacted him again and whether Ali had mentioned the acquisition of Xuemeng Food Factory again.
Since attending Alibaba's annual meeting last year, Cao Shujie has indeed not contacted Jack Ma again.
This year, I have seen a lot of news related to Alibaba on TV and in the news.
Without thinking, Cao Shujie answered the call.
"Hey, Ma Dong, good evening!"
"Mr. Cao, why haven't you called me for so long? Do you think you don't treat me as a friend?" Ma Yun's voice came.
Judging from what he said, it was Cao Shujie's fault for not calling him.
"Director Ma is so busy. How can I, a small family like me, dare to work hard like Director Ma?"
"Hey, Mr. Cao is so humble. I just saw so many activities organized by your company. Mr. Cao, to be honest, I admire you very much!" Ma Yun said.
Cao Shujie guessed that what Lao Ma was talking about was the trip his company organized for parents of employees. Apart from that, there really wasn't any big news in their company recently.
Sure enough, Cao Shujie's guess was right.
Ma Yun continued: "Mr. Cao, your company organizes parents of employees to travel. I think this is a good job. Honoring parents is our traditional virtue. In this regard, what we do is far behind your company."
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"Dong Ma is too humble." Cao Shujie said: "Ali has many aspects that we can learn from."
"Mr. Cao, let's stop flattering each other. I have something to do with you this time."
"If you continue to acquire or invest in Xuemeng Food Factory, don't mention it again." Cao Shujie stopped the matter with one sentence.
Everything else is negotiable, but there is no room for negotiation on this matter.
Ma Yun was choked so much that he called Cao Shujie alone tonight, really thinking about discussing the matter of buying shares, but he didn't know that Cao Shujie was so stubborn.
"Mr. Cao really doesn't think about it anymore?" Ma Yun asked, unwilling to give up.
Cao Shujie did not hesitate at all: "Director Ma, let me ask you, if Xuemeng Food Factory lets you become a shareholder, what do you think of Xuemeng Food Factory organizing a large-scale employee parent trip?"
Ma Yun was asked.
From the bottom of his heart, Jack Ma definitely doesn’t want to spend money on this.
That's 6 million. Many factories don't have 6 million in net profit a year. It makes no sense to just spend it like this.
He doesn't even bother to lie at this time, that's not his character.
Just like Alibaba Group has failed to do this, the company spends millions to invite employees’ parents to travel. What else can it do besides promoting traditional virtues?
Moreover, Alibaba is not only owned by Jack Ma, but also has other shareholders behind it, and these shareholders will not allow the companies they invest in to use the company's money to do "mischief."
Cao Shujie did not mock Ma Yun, he just said matter-of-factly: "Dr. Ma, look, you have already given me the answer."
"Our business philosophies are fundamentally inconsistent. There is a saying that forceful melons are not sweet. Alibaba's funds and resources are the giants in the industry. Maybe we can find better investment projects. There is really no need to invest in Xuemeng.
The food factory is running dry here."
Cao Shujie's words were very sincere.
Director Ma sighed and said "It's a pity" on the phone.
"Mr. Cao, if you are willing in the future, you can call me at any time." Ma Yun still refused to give up.
This is mainly because Alibaba's own "rural Taobao" has repeatedly failed. On the other hand, Alibaba also wants to develop the agricultural economy, but after a year of exploration, they have never been able to do it.
They even invested in a factory imitating the Xuemeng Food Factory, but in the end the project came to an end before mass production.
All the money invested was wasted.
Alibaba's investments in this area have failed one after another, and even Jack Ma is convinced.
He didn't know whether Ali was not naturally suitable for this area, or whether they didn't get the core of this area right.
I also thought that a team as big as Ali’s would not be able to do this well. He really wanted to kill those people.
Then seeing the relevant reports on the Internet about Xuemeng Food Factory's "organization of employees' parents" trip, Ma Yun seemed to have just remembered this small company that he had forgotten in a corner since he "disobeyed" him last year.
The data of Xuemeng Food Factory was pulled out and put in front of him. Only then did Ma Yun realize that Xuemeng Food Factory had grown steadily.
According to online information, sales last year were 2.5 billion yuan and profits were 400 million yuan.
Sales in the first half of this year have been close to 2 billion yuan, and profits are unknown.
However, Ma Yun feels that the reason why Xuemeng Food Factory did not report its profits to the outside world and spent so much money to organize such a large-scale event is that Xuemeng Food Factory made more money this year than last year.
He didn't know if his guess was correct, but he had a strong feeling in his heart.
At the same time, I also thought that it was a pity that we did not reach a cooperation after meeting with Cao Shujie last year.
This is actually a debt-free company!
After much hesitation, Ma Yun called Cao Shujie's phone, thinking about talking to him about investing in the stock.
But before they even started talking, Cao Shujie flatly rejected his request without giving him any chance.
Throwing the phone aside, Ma Yun propped his chin with his right hand, thinking about what to talk about next or where to start.
From the repeated introduction of policies at the national level, everyone can understand that this time the country has given great support to the development of the agricultural economy. As a giant-level enterprise, Alibaba will definitely lay out this area.
He is also a competitive person. If he wants to do something, he must do it well.
But it seems a bit difficult now.
Zhang Ying came over with a cup of freshly brewed tea. Seeing his frown, she handed the tea to him: "What's wrong?"
"It's not Cao Shujie who makes me angry. He is so young but so cunning. He is really a hard nut to crack." Ma Yun kept complaining.
Zhang Ying laughed as she listened: "There are people you can't win. That's really interesting."
Zhang Ying thought seriously for a moment and then said, "Cao Shujie? Let me think about it."
"Is he the boss of the company that invited employees' parents to travel some time ago?"
"A very young boy."
"Well, that's him." Ma Yun nodded.
"They are not short of money, right?" Zhang Ying said immediately.
If the company is short of money, it will definitely not spend so much money to invite the father and daughter of its employees to travel. It is simply unnecessary.
Ma Yun nodded: "Aying, what you said makes sense."
"It's getting late. Let's go and rest first. We'll talk about anything tomorrow." Zhang Ying advised him.
Ma Yun was still holding the tea he had just received. After hearing this, he put down the hot tea cup again and said, "Okay, I don't want to think about it anymore."
The more I think about it, the more headache I get.
Even when Ali was plotted by all parties, he never felt so uncomfortable.
The key point is that Cao Shujie doesn't have enough money and salt, and normal people have no room for negotiation. There's no such thing as doing business.
Seeing him like this, Zhang Ying smiled.
But she was even more impressed by the name 'Cao Shujie'.
There are not many people who can make their old horse feel so embarrassed.
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At Cao Shujie's house, Cheng Xiaolin also told him to rest early.
"Shujie, have you finished the phone call?" she asked.
"Just finished." Cao Shujie returned to the bedroom, and his son was already asleep against the wall.
"Who called you so late?" Cheng Xiaolin was still a little curious.
Cao Shujie smiled and said: "Honey, you will never guess."
Cheng Xiaolin was too lazy to guess.
In the end, it was Cao Shujie who told her: "It's Jack Ma who is calling. He is determined to acquire the Xuemeng Food Factory!"
This statement surprised Cheng Xiaolin: "Alibaba wants to buy our factory? How much will they pay?"
Cao Shujie looked at his wife and thought, your brain circuit is not ordinary, you are directly concerned about money issues.
"I didn't ask." Cao Shujie said.
Cheng Xiaolin glared at him: "What did you look at me just now? It's such a big deal, just ask."
"I'm still curious about how much our factory is worth." Cheng Xiaolin was serious.
But Cao Shujie said: "Don't think about those messy things. Xuemeng Food Factory is not for sale."
This 'not for sale' product is really not for sale, and is not the same thing as the 'not for sale product' product from Yaxu Electronics Factory.
"Okay, can I still not know you? Now that we're done talking, let's go to bed early. We'll be busy tomorrow." Cheng Xiaolin lay down first and covered her son with a small blanket.
Cao Shujie nodded and lay down next to his wife. But as soon as he lay down and covered himself with the blanket, he saw a sudden bulge on the plain blanket, as if a small animal was swimming back and forth under the blanket.
Cheng Xiaolin turned around and glared at her husband: "What are you doing?"
"Honey, we are already an old couple, what's the point of being embarrassed about this? I'll take your temperature..." (End of Chapter)