"Isn't that false accounting? What if we are found out?" Mrs. Liu looked worried.
Gambling agreements have legal effects. If you violate the contract, not only will you automatically admit defeat, but you will also have to pay a large amount of liquidated damages.
In serious cases, criminal prosecution may even be filed for crimes such as obstructing legitimate business competition, disrupting the market economy, harming the interests of others, etc., and you will be jailed!
Liu Zhongjie didn't take it seriously. In his opinion, anyone who bought a pig was buying it. He was just doing what many people would do.
Which company doesn’t have fake accounts these days?
What does the market need?
It’s not about how good your product is, but how good your slogan is.
Just like a certain kind of mineral water, if it is a little sweet, it can dominate the market for many years and remain popular for a long time.
The same goes for running a company. If the books look good, there will be capital willing to pay for it.
As for authenticity, it doesn't matter. Anyway, I just add a small amount and sell it to the next person.
At this time, in the Lan family's courtyard, Lan Kehan asked curiously: "Brother Jiang, are what you said true? Will the price of pork really drop to single digits next year?"
"What? Lan Lao wants to do this?" Jiang Zhihao asked.
"That's not the case." Lan Kehan chuckled and said, "I think it's a good thing that the price of pork has dropped, and people can eat it casually. Now the price of pork is so high that even I don't want to eat it, let alone
Those low-class people. Speaking of which, I haven’t eaten pork dumplings for a long time. While you are here today, I asked someone to buy a few kilograms of pork belly and we will have dumplings for lunch. You don’t know that during the war, you could only dream about it.
Eat pork dumplings..."
Seeing Lan Kehan happily chatting about the past, Jiang Zhihao could understand the old man's mood.
Many people are always full of complaints about this society and this era, feeling that they were born at the wrong time and suffered injustice.
But in Lan Kehan's opinion, this is the best era.
The common people have no worries about food and clothing, everyone has warmth, the streets are full of high-rise buildings, and the streets are busy with traffic. This is a rare prosperous age, the prosperous age they expected amidst mountains of corpses, seas of blood, cannons, and gunshots!
When many people talk about the rise and fall of pork prices, they look at business, but Lan Kehan looks at people's livelihood. This is the difference in ideological realm.
Jiang Zhihao respected such old people very much.
Without people like Lan Kehan, there would be no good life now.
He listened quietly to the old man's story about the past. The people of the Lan family were tired of hearing these things, and they had long forgotten where their glory came from.
It's rare for Lan Kehan to meet someone who gives such face, who talks happily and dances with joy.
Sometimes sad, sometimes excited, sometimes happy, sometimes lonely.
He is doubting the past and longing for his youth.
Jiang Zhihao has also felt like this before.
When he had advanced gastric cancer and could only lie in bed waiting to die, he would always miss the past.
What I think about the most is Zhong Jiawei and Lingling.
The mother and daughter died in the flames, and the charred corpses hugging each other had been his nightmare for countless days and nights.