As soon as they got home, the twins pounced on their grandma.
Li Dajuan's face was full of doting: "Is it cold? Tell grandma, what did you eat for lunch? Are you full?"
"It's not cold. I wore two thick clothes."
"We had rice, fish, mushroom soup, and barbecue for lunch. We went shopping in the afternoon."
Big Pudding counted on his fingers.
Little Pudding then took off the hat on his head, revealing a small bald head:
"Grandma, dad even took us to get haircuts."
Li Dajuan touched her little grandson's bald head, turned to look at Zhang Hao, and couldn't help complaining:
"Why did you shave your head? Isn't it cold?"
"Mom, bald heads are easy to take care of. Washing your hair frequently can easily catch a cold. Anyway, they don't have to go to school for the time being. I think bald heads are good."
Zhang Hao immediately explained.
In fact, this is a habit he developed in his dream. In order to save money, the whole family is bald.
"What a fart, don't do it again next time, children also have self-respect."
Li Dajuan is not in a good mood.
Zhang Hao smiled: "Okay, I'll listen to you."
Big Pudding is more sensible. Seeing that his father was being scolded, he quickly pulled his grandma’s arm:
"Grandma, as long as dad takes us out to play, my brother and I are willing to shave our heads."
"What a silly boy. He is your father. He should take you out to play. There is no need to wrong yourself."
Li Dajuan quickly hugged her eldest grandson into her arms, feeling extremely distressed.
Zhang Hao couldn't help but sigh after hearing this. As a father, he really couldn't do a good job. He was too busy with work and should spend more time with his sons.
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Three days later, Zhang Jiahui brought back four physical examination reports. Among the four elderly people, Zhang Chongxin had the most serious problems. He was not careful when he was young and worked too hard. As he grew older, he had a lot of minor problems.
"Dad, you can no longer drink alcohol when you are old, and you should try to avoid big fish and meat as much as possible, and keep it light."
Zhang Hao gave careful instructions.
Since the eruption of the Sulfur Rock volcano, his father rarely goes out. In addition, he eats and drinks a lot and doesn't pay attention to physical exercise. It's no wonder that there are no health problems.
Zhang Chongxin was a little unimpressed and shouted in a loud voice: "You can't do this, you can't do that, what's the point of living?"
"Dad, Xiaohao is right. If you still want to see Big Pudding and Little Pudding get married and have children, you must strictly control your diet from now on and not make fun of you." Zhang Jiahui helped to persuade.
"Yes, Dad, this can't be done carelessly."
Cao Zheng followed closely and echoed.
"You don't have to scare me. I know my own body well and nothing will happen to it."
Li Dajuan said earnestly: "Old man, the two of you are doctors and know more than you. Can they still harm you?"
"Dad, you are hiding illnesses and avoiding medical treatment."
Zhang Hao revealed his father’s little thoughts in one sentence.
Immediately afterwards, he winked at his sons, and the two little guys immediately took turns taking turns.
"Grandpa, our teacher said that when you are sick, you should listen to the doctor's advice, so that the disease will be cured."
"Grandpa is a coward, afraid of injections and medicine."
"Okay, don't say anything." Zhang Chongxin waved his hands helplessly and said with a lonely face: "I just do as you are told. I didn't expect that I would have to suffer this kind of punishment when I am old."
Maybe it's because I was very greedy when I was a child. The old man usually loves meat, especially this braised pork. He has to eat two pieces every day, otherwise there will be no taste in his mouth.
"Dad, if you are bored at home, why not find something to do? Just think of it as passing the time."
Zhang Hao took the opportunity to suggest.
Zhang Chongxin frowned: "I'm retired, what else can I do? Besides, you and the second brother are not willing to let me interfere with the company's affairs."
"Ahem, dad, don't you like collecting? I have a store in the city, the supermarket where I used to sell cans. I have bought it. You can always open a cultural and art store."
Zhang Hao got straight to the point.
"An antique store?" Zhang Chongxin's eyes lit up.
"Yes, the current environment is not good, and antique calligraphy and paintings cannot be sold at high prices, especially with so many new immigrants coming from the other side. There is no need to worry about not having good things. Now is a great time to buy at the bottom."
"Buying bargains? People say, 'Antiques in prosperous times are gold in troubled times'. Is now the time to start collecting?"
Zhang Chongxin expressed doubts.
The current gold price is the best proof.
"Dad, there is nothing wrong with what you say, but don't forget, we are not in troubled times right now. The Federation is suppressing it. It's hard to say elsewhere. There will never be chaos in the mainland.
Besides, collecting is your old personal hobby, and we don’t expect to make money from it. Besides, the currency is depreciating too fast now, so we can just take the opportunity to hoard a batch of antiques and keep them as family heirlooms.”
"Aren't you pessimistic about the future? Wouldn't it be better to keep more cash? In any case, no matter how good the antiques are, they are not as convenient as cash."
Zhang Chongxin frowned.
This is his experience gained over decades.
Adequate cash flow is more important than anything else.
"Dad, I don't have to worry here. This wave of Southeast Fisheries can at least recover several times the profits. I'm really not short of money now.
In addition, the profits of several of our companies are very stable, and there is almost no possibility of losing money. It is useless for me to keep so much money."
Zhang Hao explained patiently.
"Are you serious?"
Zhang Hao nodded: "I fell into the eyes of money before and ruined all your decades of hard work. Now that I think about it, I am really an asshole. I feel sorry for you. Can you always give me a chance to make amends?
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"Why are you talking about this? My collection is aimed at increasing the value. As long as you live up to your expectations, you can sell it. It's no big deal. You don't have to feel guilty."
Zhang Chongxin is not used to his son's disgusting words.
"Dad, I personally am very optimistic about the antique industry. I opened this antique store also to make money, but you also know that I know nothing about antiques. You are the professional, so you can help me."
Zhang Hao took a curveball route to save the country.
Zhang Chongxin suddenly looked proud: "Your dad and I have decades of experience that you really can't compare to, but I'm afraid I can't do it alone. I'm old, my eyesight is bad, and I'm prone to making mistakes."
"This is simple, just recruit a few more masters, preferably half local and half overseas, so as to achieve full coverage."
"In addition, we can also add a gold recycling business. The price of gold has risen rapidly recently, so we should be able to make a lot of profits." Zhang Chongxin became more and more excited as he talked.
"Dad, the store is yours. You just make the decision. You don't need to discuss it with me." Zhang Hao waved his hand.
Zhang Chongxin did not hesitate: "Okay, I can take over the art store, but the funds..."
"Is two hundred million enough? When the funds from Southeast Fisheries arrive, I will add another one billion."
Zhang Hao assured on the spot.
"That's enough, that's enough. You also said that antiques are not valuable now."