In addition to the Blue River Garment Factory, the village also has a mineral water factory and a fruit and vegetable planting base. Qian Liben is a temporary village director, serving as the director of two factories and the base director. He should be considered an entrepreneur.
"I am a college student from Lanhe Village. I always want to return home one day after my studies and repay my hometown. Even if I spend my whole life, I will have no regrets." Qian Liben said emotionally.
"Director Qian, are you not married yet?" Ding Fan interjected and asked.
"I don't plan to get married, my career comes first." Qian Liben said with a serious face.
Cai Cai immediately rolled her eyes and asked, "Let's talk about business. Why did Ding Fan just look at the village director's appearance and didn't know how to look at the heat?"
"With several companies under his name, Director Qian must have a lot of personal savings!" Ding Fan asked again.
Bai Yifei also frowned slightly. Ding Fan's question touched on the other party's privacy and was too abrupt. How much money Qian Liben has has nothing to do with this cooperation.
"Haha, I don't have much savings, maybe more than 30 million!" Qian Liben didn't hide anything.
"Much better than us migrant workers." Ding Fan smiled and praised, then the third question followed, "How old are your parents now?"
"My mother had me when she was in her forties. I am the oldest child in the family. Now they are over eighty and in good health. Not only can they take care of themselves, but they can also work in the fields!" Qian Liben said with a smile.
"There is a longevity gene, but..."
Before Ding Fan could finish speaking, Bai Yifei changed the topic and got down to business, "Director Qian, please introduce the situation of Blue River Garment Factory!"
Qian Liben then began to introduce the garment factory. There are more than 300 female workers, all villagers, who have participated in multiple vocational trainings and mainly produce bed sheets and bedding. After three years of establishment, the factory has turned a profit. Last year, the profit was 5 million. This year it should be
will be higher.
Of course, Ding Fan would not sit idle and read Qian Liben's face while asking these seemingly boring questions.
As soon as he met Qian Liben, Ding Fan felt that something was wrong with his face. Simply put, the content displayed by his face seemed to be inconsistent with his actual situation.
Unmarried, this is the rule!
If you have money, no!
The Palace of Wealth on Qian Li's face is smooth and fleshless, with a standard appearance of a poor man, barely struggling to survive on the food and clothing line. How can he have tens of millions in savings?
Longevity genes are even more inaccurate!
According to Qian Liben's current opinion, his lifespan was no more than fifty, and his decree lines were suddenly broken. Looking at other places, there were no signs of misfortune.
Ding Fan firmly believed that physiognomy was correct after thousands of years of correction. However, Qian Liben's physiognomy really puzzled him, but he didn't know why.
Fuyao Group attaches great importance to brand effect. Of course, cooperation cannot be finalized immediately. The two parties deepened their understanding of each other in a friendly conversation atmosphere. The next step is to visit the Blue River Garment Factory.
The factory building is located to the west of Lanhe Village. It is quite large. It is surrounded by red brick walls on the outside, and there are more than a dozen two-story factory buildings inside. The courtyard has cement floors and is kept very clean.
Along the way, Qian Liben also said that if the cooperation with Fuyao can be successful, the garment factory can continue to increase the number of employees and drive several nearby villages to become rich together.
Bai Yifei looked normal and was not in danger, and she was protected by Cai Cai and Chi Li. Ding Fan did not enter the garment factory, but waved to Lan Shan, and the two of them escaped midway and walked towards the mountain to the west.
There is a small winding river in the west of the village, about three meters wide, with clear water. You can see small fish swimming in the water. The grass on the riverside is green and wild flowers are blooming quietly. The scenery is very beautiful.
"Shanshan, the river is not blue, why is it called Blue River Village?" Ding Fan asked.
"If the river water turns blue, it will be poisonous. What kind of brain do you have?" Lan Shan said scornfully and explained: "I heard from my father that the highest mountain in the south is called Lanyu Mountain. The river originates from there, so it is called
Blue River.”
"The Feng Shui here is very special. Thousands of mountains are arched together, and one mountain is unique and beautiful. It is called Chaoxian Bureau, which is especially suitable for practice." Ding Fan said, and pointed to the northwest, "The hill in the distance is just right.
It is a place with the best Feng Shui, echoing the Blue Jade Mountain."
"No, my home is right there, and my parents were burned to death," Lan Shan said.
"There was a fire at home, why didn't you run to the village?" Ding Fan asked.
"My parents asked me to run as far as possible. How do I know if there are bad people in the village?" Lan Shan's words make sense. Fortunately, the nearby mountains are not high. Otherwise, it would be absolutely difficult for a six-year-old girl to cross the mountains.
escape.
"The villagers look good."
"That was now, when people with money lived like human beings and knew about benevolence, justice, propriety, wisdom and trust. But at that time, the place was very poor, and things like stealing and stealing were common. At that time, my house was only a brick house, and my neighbors would come to borrow flour and compact it.
I gave her a big bowl of it, but when I returned it, it was a small, flat bowl.”
Mentioning these, Lan Shan looked disdainful, but unknowingly, those long-sleeping memories began to unblock, making her talk more.
"Hey, do you remember it so clearly?" Ding Fan asked with a smile.
"I told you, I have a good memory." Lan Shan rolled her eyes.
"I don't think so. It's because you were wandering in Jingyang later. Whenever you were hungry, you thought of that bowl of white noodles. If you hadn't borrowed it, you could fill your stomach."
"Let's just say you are a pervert and like to see other people's jokes."
"Shanshan, to be honest, is this what you think when you are hungry?"
"Yes, at that time, I still think about the rice and meat money I borrowed!" Lan Shan said angrily.
The two of them talked and walked along the river to the old site of Lan Shan's house. There were no ruins. The hills were covered with weeds, and the original appearance could no longer be seen.
Thinking of her adoptive parents sleeping here, Lan Shan couldn't help turning her face away and quietly wiping her tears. The beautiful childhood days were still before her eyes, but the person who loved her the most was long gone.
Ding Fan first observed the feng shui, then squatted down, pulled the weeds, and even found a thick branch to dig a small hole.
"What are you doing?" Lan Shan couldn't help but ask.
"Shanshan, since it is a brick house, it should have a foundation, right?" Ding Fan asked.
"Yes, the bottom is gravel and the top is a stone, to prevent mice from running into the house." Lan Shan said.
"The soil here is soft, but there isn't even a small stone."
"Ding Fan, what do you want to say?" Lan Shan asked puzzledly.
Ding Fan didn't say anything. He dug several small holes nearby, threw away the branches, clapped his hands and said, "The fire was really thorough, without even a trace."
"Are you sure, it's been more than 20 years, how come there are traces?" Lan Shan said.
"Even the stones have been burned away. This is not an ordinary fire, it is more like lava falling from the sky." Ding Fan frowned and was surprised. At this temperature, even the golden elixir monks would be burned.
.
Who can control such high temperatures and use them to kill people?