"Industries with high technological content that will not become outdated, such as automobile manufacturing, electronic component manufacturing, semiconductors..." Chen Hao continued.
Feng Yi and Zhou Ting listened silently, with emotions surging in their hearts.
At around ten o'clock in the evening, Niu Niu dozed off, and the dinner ended.
Zhou Ting carried Niuniu, who was about to fall asleep, to the bedroom.
"Brother, don't leave Niuniu behind."
The little girl seemed to be talking in her sleep.
Zhou Ting, Feng Yi and Chen Hao couldn't help but feel sorry for Niu Niu.
Obviously, those two traffickers caused psychological trauma to Niu Niu.
"Have you caught those two traffickers?"
Chen Hao asked Feng Yi in a low voice.
"Still wanted."
Feng Yi blamed himself and felt that he was not a good father.
"Evil begets evil."
Chen Hao's eyes flashed coldly, and he decided to publish a reward in the newspaper.
He remembered clearly what the two traffickers looked like, and he couldn't believe that he couldn't find them.
Feng Yi personally sent Chen Hao downstairs.
"Xiao Chen, I have benefited a lot today." Feng Yi sighed.
"Brother-in-law, what I said tonight is just what I came up with after reading many foreign newspapers and magazines. It is purely based on paper talk."
Chen Hao was modest and attributed his understanding of the future to foreign newspapers and magazines.
"Even talking about it on paper is enlightening."
Feng Yi was a little excited.
Originally confused, he saw the direction to go next.
The two said goodbye.
Feng Yi stood in front of the unit door, looking at Chen Hao's retreating figure with a myriad of thoughts.
Chen Hao walked out of the city government's family compound and looked back. He didn't know how much the words he said tonight had touched Feng Yi, but he firmly believed that through continuous efforts, he would be able to influence more and more people.
At this moment, he also suddenly became enlightened.
The meaning of his rebirth is not just to make money to please his parents and bring glory to his children.
Let this great nation take fewer detours and experience fewer twists and turns, and make up for its shortcomings in the next 20 to 30 years.
The lofty ideal took root in Chen Hao's heart.
Late at night, Chen Hao returned home.
"I left some rice for you, it's still hot in the pot."
Liu Liping, who was sitting on the kang knitting sweater, wanted to go to the ground when her son came into the house.
"Mom, I've eaten, please stop working."
Chen Hao did not let his mother go to the ground. When he saw his father sleeping and snoring, he whispered: "My dad went to stand on the bridge again today?"
Liu Liping said: "Your dad can't sit still."
Chen Hao was speechless.
The family is no longer short of money, but parents still have to work hard.
My father is forty years old. How can he stand on a bridge and do manual labor?
You have to give them something to do.
"Mom, you and my dad should open a canteen." Chen Hao suggested that what Fengchuan people call a canteen is similar to the small community convenience store of the future.
"Open a canteen..."
Liu Liping frowned and thought.
Last year, she planned to start a clothing business, but suffered heavy losses. Liu Liping was inevitably worried about losing money when she thought about starting a business and becoming self-employed.
"That's it. I'll pay for it, and I'll find the place and the source of goods for you. My dad is old and stands on the bridge every day. Sooner or later his body will collapse."
Chen Hao didn't allow his mother to say anything more, so he dropped his words and went to the back room.
The back room of more than ten square meters is Chen Hao's small world.
The room is equipped with bookshelves, tables, chairs, a bed, and several posters of King Liu on the wall.
After entering the house, Chen Hao did not go to bed. He pulled out a chair, sat at the desk, picked up a pen and wrote quickly on the paper.
Technology, industry and trade, operating systems, b2b, b2c, logistics, new energy, wafer factories, chips, the Internet, and lithography machines are all words that are extremely unfamiliar to people in this era, and they appear on the paper.