Chapter 149 Zhou Yong, Chen Pingliang and Wei Guoan jointly opened a pharmaceutical factory
The wall clock struck eleven and Li Caiyun fell into a sleep exhausted.
Zhou Yong smiled and tucked the quilt for her, went downstairs to light the stove, and checked on the three little ones sleeping on the north kang.
Zhou Kexin was sleeping soundly. I don’t know what the little girl was dreaming about, but there was a slight smile on her lips.
Li Jingchu likes to cover his head when he sleeps. When Zhou Yong showed his little head, the little guy immediately frowned and reached out to pull the quilt to cover his head.
Zhou Yong shook his head and his eyes fell on Li Jingen's face. Among the three children, he was the only one who slept restlessly.
The next day, Zhou Yong was awakened by his three children. He looked up at the north kang and pulled the quilt over his head.
The next second he threw back the quilt and sat up, rubbed his face, frowned, picked up his clothes and put them on.
Zhou Kexin saw Zhou Yong getting dressed, and the little girl moved from the north kang to the south kang.
"Dad, your eldest son hit me."
Zhou Yong buttoned his clothes: "Then you fight back."
"But I can't beat him."
Zhou Yong smiled helplessly: "Then what do you want to do? Do you want me to beat your brother up for you?"
This is what Zhou Kexin meant, how could Zhou Yong not know it, but he would not do that.
Children should solve their own problems, and Zhou Yong will not favor any of his children.
Zhou Kexin pulled Zhou Yong's arm and acted coquettishly, which made him laugh.
"You little bastard, you can't win by yourself, so you seek help from outside. This is not the style of my daughter Zhou Yong."
Zhou Kexin is a girl after all, and her physical strength is completely crushed by her two younger brothers. But this girl loves to flirt, so various conflicts often break out among the three siblings.
While Zhou Yong was talking to Zhou Kexin, he folded the bedding and placed it on the quilt pile, then picked up a feather duster and swept the kang.
"Dad, will you help me?"
Zhou Yong put down the feather duster and picked up his daughter: "No help."
Zhou Kexin pouted her lips, looking unhappy.
Zhou Yong rubbed his forehead against his daughter's little face: "If Daddy helps you this time, then next time will I also help your brother beat you?"
Zhou Kexin blinked her big eyes: "It seems to be the case."
Zhou Yong pinched his daughter's nose and said, "So, Dad can't help anyone. You have to solve the problem by yourselves."
Zhou Kexin looked at Li Jingchu and Li Jingen on the north kang. The little girl got down from Zhou Yong's arms and went to the east room to seek help.
Li Baotian and Zhang Guifang would not interfere in the dispute between siblings. Seeing this, Zhou Kexin went back to the west room with a pout.
Just before seven o'clock after breakfast, Zhou Yong rode his bicycle to the commune bus station.
After many twists and turns, Zhou Yong arrived at the county town. He got off the car, calmed himself down and went to Chen Pingliang's house.
The person who opened the door for Zhou Yong was Wei Guoan. Chen Pingliang was busy cooking in the kitchen!
"It's been a long time since we last met. You must have missed me so much..."
When Wei Guoan saw Zhou Yong, he gave him a big hug warmly.
Chen Pingliang, who was cooking in the kitchen, came out: "Zhou Yong, you are finally here, hurry up and cook..."
Zhou Yong responded with a smile, left Wei Guoan in the living room, and went to the kitchen.
Chen Pingliang tied an apron around his neck and said, "Cook the remaining dishes, and we can eat."
Zhou Yong raised his eyebrows: "Brother Chen, you know your cooking skills, why do you have to cook at home?"
"Just start cooking, you talk too much."
Zhou Yong chuckled, and Chen Pingliang happily brought the prepared food to the dining table.
Soon the dishes were served, and Chen Pingliang took out a bottle of Moutai and filled it for them.
"It's been a long time since the three of us drank together. I toast to you..."
Chen Pingliang suggested a sip, and the three of them raised their glasses and took a sip of wine together.
Wei Guoan picked up some food for Zhou Yong: "Brother Zhou, try this crab. I brought it here from afar..."
Zhou Yong thanked Wei Guoan, but he did not touch the crab in the bowl.
Wei Guoan mistakenly thought that he didn't know how to eat crabs, so Baba taught him how to eat them.
Zhou Yong has been dealing with them for five to six years, and he knows Wei Guoan and Chen Pingliang's temperament very well.
Wei Guoan seems to be a difficult person to get along with, but if you get his approval, this guy will do anything for you.
Although Chen Pingliang seemed approachable, he was often very cunning. It took Zhou Yong five years for them to become friends.
After three rounds of drinks, Wei Guoan finally talked about the main purpose of his return this time.
Wei Guoan has made money in the medicinal materials business, and now he plans to open his own pharmaceutical factory.
He asked Chen Pingliang and Zhou Yong whether they wanted to invest, meaning that everyone could get rich together.
Chen Pingliang fell into deep thought. He could buy shares, but the pharmaceutical factory was not in the mainland and many things were beyond his control. Although he had cooperated with Wei Guoan for many years and they could be considered close friends, he was always extremely cautious when it came to money matters.
Zhou Yong glanced at Chen Pingliang, and then he took over Wei Guoan's words: "Brother Wei, where is your pharmaceutical factory located? How much money do you need to invest? Do you have a professional R&D team?"
After hearing what Zhou Yong asked, Wei Guoan became more interested and started talking to him in Hong Kong dialect.
Chen Pingliang listened quietly to what they said, squinting his eyes as he calculated how much money he should invest.
Wei Guoan stood up to relieve himself, and Chen Pingliang lowered his voice: "What do you think about this matter?"
Zhou Yong's eyes dropped. Wei Guoan seemed unreliable, but he was particularly honest in doing business.
Moreover, the Hong Kong circle had entered its development stage in 1975. It can be said that as long as Wei Guoan had a little bit of brains, he could make money no matter what business he did in the Hong Kong circle.
Thinking of this, Zhou Yong frowned slightly. There was less than ten years left before the Great Disintegration, and he had to make plans for his future.
Zhou Yong pursed his lips and looked at Chen Pingliang: "Although there are risks, the benefits are huge."
The pharmaceutical factory is a lucrative business. As long as there is money for research and development, the business will continue to thrive.
Chen Pingliang raised his eyebrows: "So how much money do you plan to invest?"
The three of them made a lot of money reselling medicinal herbs in the past few years. Although Chen Pingliang didn't know how much money Zhou Yong had, he felt that it should not be a problem for him to come up with 100,000 or 80,000 yuan.
"Brother Chen, how much money do you plan to invest?"
Zhou Yong did not answer Chen Pingliang's words because he had his own plans in mind.
Chen Pingliang stared at the closed door of his bathroom. "Old Wei's family is very wealthy. He asked us to invest in the company just to take care of us brothers. I'm afraid it would be bad if he invested too much. How about I invest 50,000 yuan less?"
Zhou Yong looked at Chen Pingliang and thought for a while: "Brother Chen, isn't fifty thousand a little too little?"
Chen Pingliang looked at him directly: "How much money do you plan to invest?"
Zhou Yong is ready to invest one hundred thousand yuan and take a gamble.
Seeing Zhou Yong's courage, Chen Pingliang took off his glasses and wiped them. He squinted his eyes and thought for a moment: "Then I will also make 100,000."
Wei Guoan returned to the dinner table, and the three of them continued to talk about investment while eating and drinking.
After some discussion, Zhou Yong and Chen Pingliang each invested 100,000 yuan, and Wei Guoan invested 200,000 yuan himself.
After the matter was settled, Zhou Yong asked casually, "Brother Wei, have you chosen a name for the pharmaceutical factory?"
Wei Guoan's face turned red and his neck became thick from drinking: "Guoan Pharmaceutical."
Zhou Yong was shocked, his heart beat faster as he looked at Wei Guoan.
Although Zhou Yong had no business dealings with pharmaceutical dealers in his previous life, he was well aware of the name of Guoan Pharmaceutical.
Guoan Pharmaceutical is a leading pharmaceutical company in Hong Kong. Unfortunately, the founder died in a car accident in his fifties, and the pharmaceutical factory was expanded and strengthened by his son.
"Brother Wei, what's your son's name?"
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