While eating, Hu Fei told Hu Laifu and his wife that they would return to Wuling in a few days. It was already mid-December, and there were many inspection and evaluation activities at the end of the year, so they couldn't stay in Baisha forever.
"Son, just go back. It's time for you to go back to work."
While ladling soup for the children, Yu Chunlan said, "Now that you are an official, you should do things for the people. You can't just think about having fun..."
"Mom, okay, I understand."
Hu Fei was a little speechless. In the past few years, my mother and I have gained experience and scolded people in the same way, and they kept talking.
"Okay, don't be nagging. My son knows everything in his heart, but you still don't know what kind of character your own son is."
Hu Laifu also helped, "Besides, my son is a leader himself, and our family is not short of money. All he wants now is to do practical things for the masses."
"Yes, yes, my dad still understands me."
Hu Fei chuckled, picked up the wine glass and took a sip, "Stop talking, dad, let's have a drink."
"Okay, okay, you two can work together to do what's right for me."
Yu Chunlan snorted, but the smile on her face became brighter and brighter. The deep love between father and son between Hu Laifu was naturally something she was happy to see. Before, she was a little worried about what Hu Fei would do after he found his biological parents.
Alienating the old couple, they didn't expect Hu Fei to be the same as before.
"Grandma, I've finished eating."
Xiao Feng'er said in a sweet voice, while gently putting down the rice bowl in her hand.
"My dear granddaughter, you are the most obedient. My two brothers haven't finished their soup yet."
Yu Chunlan smiled and pulled out a tissue to wipe her mouth, "Okay, let's watch some cartoons for a while, and grandma will give you a bath in half an hour."
After dinner, Hu Fei was watching TV with Hu Laifu when his cell phone rang. He picked it up, looked at it, and immediately answered the call, "Honey, have you eaten yet?"
"I just finished eating. Let me talk to the children. I will tell you about the company later."
"Hu'er, call your brothers, sisters, and mother to talk to you. Go to my room and make a phone call. Don't disturb grandpa while he watches TV."
Hu Fei raised his cell phone, and the three little guys rushed over in a swarm.
Half an hour later, the three little guys filed out. Hu'er returned the phone to Hu Fei and took his younger siblings to bed. Hu Fei took the phone and walked into the bedroom.
"Husband, the American side came over for inspection two days ago. They are very satisfied with our mobile phones and have already signed a sales contract."
There was a hint of excitement in Qian Xiaomei's voice on the other side of the phone.
"Oh, that's great, but we also need to make preparations."
Hu Fei was also very happy, "However, you must not do anything. Just give them a mobile phone of any grade at any price. You cannot use the best quality to sell the lowest price abroad, and use low-grade mobile phones to sell high prices at home.
The domestic market is our main battlefield and the foundation of our business."
"Ah, no, they all use the highest-end mobile phones to earn foreign exchange. Is it okay for us to do this?"
Qian Xiaomei seemed a little confused about Hu Fei's intentions, "I know that domestically is the foundation of our business, but entering the international market is also of great significance to our company."
"Honey, as long as our products are of high quality, we won't have to worry about opening up the international market. Moreover, the more arrogant you are in front of foreigners and the more dismissive you are of them, the more they will approach you shyly."
Hu Fei snorted coldly into the phone, "So, in front of foreigners, never be inferior to them or treat them like gods."
There was silence on the other side of the phone.
"Husband, I listen to you. Now I have to change my plan. You should go to bed early. You should also go to bed early."
"You should also go to bed early. You can't make enough money, and your health is the most important thing."
Hu Fei gave Qian Xiaomei a few words of earnest advice and then hung up the phone.
Hu Fei was also very happy to be able to make Qian Xiaomei change his mind with just one sentence. However, even Qian Xiaomei, a person with a successful career and a good family background, unconsciously dwarfed him in front of foreigners. Others
Not to mention the people.
It seems that there is still a long way to go before Chinese people can truly stand up and abandon their inferiority complex.
Early the next morning, after Hu Fei sent the children to kindergarten, he drove slowly to the office building of the Transportation Department. This time, Zeng Lu was no longer reserved and received Hu Fei warmly.
"Mayor Hu, I have carefully considered your city's expressway project. Although there are still some minor problems, they are just scabies and do not affect the overall situation."
After some pleasantries, Zeng Lu mentioned exactly that, but soon changed the topic, "But Mayor Hu, don't be too exaggerated. How can such a trivial matter bother the governor? He has so many things to deal with every day."
Isn’t it a bit inappropriate for someone to have to worry about such a trivial matter?”
"Director Zeng, you are quite well informed. I just went to see the governor yesterday afternoon, and you knew it right away."
Hu Fei smiled lightly, picked up the paper cup, took a sip, and shook his head slowly, "However, you misunderstood. I have long known that Director Zeng is selfless and will definitely approve our city's highway project. How can I do such a small thing?"
Maybe we can bother the governor with it?"
"The governor summoned me because of the tourism work I am in charge of. I don't know who mentioned this matter in front of the governor. He asked me about the project, and I said it was almost done, so you don't have to worry."
"Mayor Hu is still considerate of us people. Please rest assured that your project report will be reviewed soon."
Zeng Lu secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He knew that what Hu Fei said should be the truth, and the acceptance work of Wuling City's village-to-village project had to go through his hands. Hu Fei would not take this step until the end of the road.
Hu Fei was stunned. Zeng Lu didn't say that he would be stamped immediately but would pass the review quickly. What did this mean? Was he still trying to play some tricks? Was he going to come up with something that would make him afraid?
The approval of the project could not be delayed any longer. Hu Fei decided to put some more pressure on Zeng Lu, cleared his throat, and showed a faint smile on his face, "Director Zeng, you probably don't know that I have a relationship with the owner of Mansion No. 7
We have a good relationship with Sheng Huaming, and occasionally he will invite me to his place for a drink."
"Of course, it's just drinking."
Zeng Lu's heart skipped a beat when he heard the name Mansion No. 7. He was a frequent visitor to Mansion No. 7. Why did Hu Fei suddenly mention Mansion No. 7?
Moreover, he also said that Sheng Huaming was his good friend. What did this mean? Did he know that he was going to Mansion No. 7? I'm afraid it was more than that. If he was just going to have a normal drink and dinner, why would he threaten him with it?
, nine times out of ten, you know more.
"Sheng Huaming accompanied me to his entertainment venue and restaurant that day. I seemed to see you playing cards with others. You were quite a kid."
Hu Fei chuckled, put down the paper cup in his hand, and stood up, "Director Zeng, I'm sorry, my eyes are too good."
After listening to Hu Fei's words, Zeng Lu felt as if he was struck by lightning. He didn't hear anything Hu Fei said after that, and just watched Hu Fei leave.