In the early morning, Zhu Tian woke up from his sleep. He glanced at Xia Yuhe, who was sleeping like a cat beside him, and he couldn't help but smile.
Slightly pursed lips, long eyebrows, gently trembling eyelashes, and slightly messy hair...
The smooth and fair skin like a porcelain doll showed a little bit of blush. From Xia Yuhe's even breathing, Zhu Tian could faintly hear the aftertaste of exhaustion and happiness.
After all, last night was indeed a bit crazy.
Thinking of last night, Zhu Tian couldn't help but blush. He didn't know if it was his imagination, but he always felt that Xia Yuhe would be particularly excited every time he treated her "roughly". Especially when her hands were cut behind her back, from behind.
.....
Could it be that I had inadvertently developed some hidden attribute of Xia Yuhe?
Touching his nose sheepishly, Zhu Tian gently covered Xia Yuhe with a quilt, and then quietly got out of bed.
After a long absence, I went into the kitchen and made breakfast.
Zhu Tian glanced at the buttered fried bread and oat milk on the table with a sense of accomplishment, and then nodded with satisfaction.
"Young master, I am indeed a wonderful man." After humming narcissistically, Zhu Tian sat comfortably at the dining table and finished his breakfast. He still had important things to do today, so he got up earlier than usual.
Much earlier.
After finishing everything, Zhu Tian left a note on the dining table, and then hummed a little tune and left the house.
Driving the Maybach, he drove straight towards the suburbs.
Opening her hazy eyes, Xia Yuhe slowly sat up from the bed. She reached out and brushed her messy hair. She silently stared at the empty pillow that was still warm, and just relaxed her mind for a while.
stay.
She no longer remembers why she fell in love with Zhu Tian. But the feeling called love has always been so strong. Whenever she sees him, her heart beats faster, and whenever she is held by him, her whole body heats up.
Smiling silly, she thought of last night...
Suddenly she woke up from her trance.
"Oh shit, I forgot to make breakfast."
As a strict self-discipline, Xia Yuhe will do her own things well, both at work and in life.
At work, she is meticulous, and in life, she will do her best to be a girlfriend and even a wife!
Quickly climbing out of bed, Xia Yuhe simply cut off a slightly longer white shirt on her attractive body. Then she trotted to the first floor with half of her thighs bare.
However, to her disappointment, Zhu Tian had already left the house.
Annoyed by his "mistake", after a simple wash, Xia Yuhe came to the restaurant glumly, preparing to get himself something to eat before going to work.
!
But when she saw the breakfast already placed on the table, she was suddenly stunned.
For some reason, she always felt warm in her heart.
There was a piece of paper on the table. The handwriting on it was very neat. Xia Yuhe gently picked it up...
[I won’t go to work with you today. I have other things to deal with. Breakfast has been prepared for you. I love you—Zhu Tian.]
Xia Yuhe moved the little hand holding the note to her chest, and a warm flush appeared on Xia Yuhe's cheeks.
She suddenly remembered that it seemed that it was because of this tenderness that she couldn't help but fall in love with him. Maybe there was also the heroic rescue of the beauty that day.
...
Xingsheng Food Processing Factory.
The cement gray walls look quite clean, and the surrounding environment is pretty good. Although the sparrow is small, it has all the internal organs. From the outside, Zhu Tian is quite satisfied with this factory.
After getting out of the car, Zhu Tian looked around and quickly found the person he was looking for.
When a middle-aged man who was squatting at the door smoking saw him, he quickly threw away the cigarette butt and stamped it out, then forced out a smile and hurriedly greeted him.
But this smile is not much better than crying.
The information clearly states that he is 31 years old, but this 8-meter-old man has his waist hunched, just like an old man who is nearly fifty years old. From the faintly white temples and the ridges crisscrossing his face, one cannot see the vicissitudes of time, but can only
See the helplessness of life.
"Zhu Tian, the information is in the intermediary information. I believe you have already read it." Zhu Tian did not comment too much on this man in his heart, but just smiled and extended his hand.
"Huang Yonggang, the owner of Xingsheng Food Processing Factory." Huang Yonggang took Zhu Tian's hand and shook it, smiled reluctantly, and then made an invitation gesture to Zhu Tian; "Boss Zhu, come with me to see the factory.
.”
"Yeah." Zhu Tian nodded.
The two walked into the factory side by side. Zhu Tian noticed the dust on the production line. It seemed that there had been no work here for a long time.
"Two canning production lines, as well as an instant noodle production line and a biscuit and pastry production line. In the past, our main business was OEM, but now no one comes to us for cooperation."
Huang Yonggang smiled bitterly, and then led Zhu Tian to the back of the factory.
"This is a warehouse, including the four acres of open space behind it, which belongs to our factory. Originally, I was planning to expand the factory, but now it seems that it is no longer needed. The production equipment is discounted by 70%, so you count three
One hundred thousand, maybe. The land and factory buildings are a little more expensive, and the total is 2.8 million, which can’t be lower."
After saying that, Huang Yonggang stopped talking and looked at Zhu Tian's reaction.
After making a rough estimate in his mind, Zhu Tian nodded with satisfaction.
The price is indeed fair, even lower than the market price. He had consulted an agent before coming here, and the estimated value of this factory was around three million. I think Huang must have encountered something that urgently needed money.
Otherwise, we would not be so eager to sell the factory at a low price.
Although he had decided to buy it, Zhu Tian's eyes moved slightly and he was not in a hurry to let go. Instead, he smiled and gave Huang Yonggang a cigarette, and then pulled him aside.
"Boss Huang, I'm quite satisfied with the price. But there's one thing I'm curious about. Judging from the construction of this factory, you shouldn't be the kind of person who's not good at management. Why are you so depressed that you need to sell off your property?"
After receiving the cigarette from Zhu Tian, Huang Yonggang was not polite and lit up the cigarette skillfully.
After blowing out a smoke ring, this man in his thirties, with the groove-like wrinkles on his face squeezed together, smiled bitterly again.
"stock market."
Although it was just two words, Zhu Tian instantly understood his sadness.
Zhu Tian still vaguely remembers a saying, that is, marriage is like a siege. People outside want to get in, but people inside want to get out. This sentence also applies to the stock market, and there is no sense of violation.
Five years ago, Huang Yonggang was just an ordinary taxi driver. He accidentally learned about the food processing industry because he was bragging to a customer while driving.
Listening to the drunken passenger patting his chest and bragging about how the food processing factory he opened made money, he felt a little moved. Naturally, he was only in his twenties and was not willing to spend his whole life being a
He is a taxi driver, so from that time on, he began to try to understand this unfamiliar industry.
Later, relying on the little savings at home and borrowing some money from relatives, he successfully bought a small food processing workshop that was not running well.
Although he never went to college, with his hard-working and studious nature, he just relied on the half-hearted business knowledge he had learned to make the small workshop bigger and bigger, and finally developed into the large factory it is today.
After that, orders came in like snowflakes. Not only were the cans and breads coming out of his factory high quality, but their prices were also much more affordable than those of their peers. The factory became more and more prosperous, buying land, purchasing production lines, and hiring employees.
More employees...even Master Kong has placed OEM orders with his factory.
In less than five years, Boss Huang's reputation has spread in his hometown. In the past, his relatives and fellow villagers always called him Gangzi, Gou Sheng, etc., but now they all call him Boss Huang and Brother Huang.
Got it!
From having nothing to becoming rich by setting up a factory in Shanghai, buying a car and a house, and returning to his hometown... From a taxi driver to a boss, his five years of experience can literally write a book.
However, all this changed at the end of last year...
One of his business friends advised him while drinking. The stock market is easy to make money. If you have spare money, you can try it...