Chapter 406 But what kind of factory should we open?
Old Lu kept nodding his head: "Okay, let's put it this way. If they come to me again, I will just push it off until I can't bear it anymore..."
Village head Lu went back after a while. After seeing Old Lu off, Zhou Yong turned around and happened to see Old Meng, the person in charge of the Huaixi Village grocery store.
Zhou Yong frowned slightly and walked forward step by step. Lao Meng came up to him with a smile: "Village Chief, I was looking for you!"
"What do you want from me?"
Zhou Yong asked straight to the point.
Lao Meng hesitated for a moment, then sighed and expressed everything in his mind.
Since Li Caiyun and her colleagues’ department store opened, it has attracted a large number of villagers due to its affordable prices and wide variety of products.
The grocery store in Huaixi Village was hit hard by this, and business was bleak, to the point where almost no one was interested in it.
Lao Meng hopes that the department store can restore the goods to their original prices so that the two stores can compete fairly on the same starting line.
"You've come to the wrong person for this matter. The department store is not run by the brigade, but a private store..."
Old Meng was of course aware of this, but the people who opened the department store were Zhou Yong's wife, the director of the flour mill, and Principal Ma's wife. He couldn't afford to offend any of these three people.
After hearing what Lao Meng said, Zhou Yong couldn't help but sneer in his heart.
It’s not that Lao Meng can’t afford to offend the three of them, but he really can’t afford to offend Zhou Yong. This doesn’t need to be stated, and everyone knows it.
"I'll talk to my husband about this later and see if they will restore the original price. I don't dare to make a promise to you..."
Old Meng didn't know what to say after this. After separating from Zhou Yong, he rode his bicycle directly back to the village supply and marketing cooperative.
The Huaixi Village grocery store is under the jurisdiction of the Hongqi Township Supply and Marketing Cooperative. If it fails to make a profit for a long time, Lao Meng, as the person in charge, will undoubtedly face severe criticism from his superiors.
Zhou Yong thought about these things, watched Lao Meng's back gradually going away, and then he stepped into the brigade yard.
In the afternoon, when Li Caiyun came back from get off work, Zhou Yongzhen mentioned this matter to her during dinner.
Li Caiyun paused while eating: "Why does Lao Meng ask us to restore the original price? If the goods are restored to the original price, how much less money will we make? If they have the ability, they can lower the price..."
Grocery stores do not belong to individuals, so even if they want to lower prices, they need to hold a meeting to discuss.
With so many workers employed in a supply and marketing cooperative, it is difficult to lower commodity prices.
Zhang Guifang agreed incoherently: "Caiyun is right."
Li Baotian looked at the mother and daughter without saying a word.
Zhou Yong smiled and said, "It's enough for you to know about this matter. Don't bother with him."
Whether to lower the price or not is entirely up to Li Caiyun and the others. Zhou Yong will not interfere in such matters.
Besides, the reason why villagers go to department stores to buy things is, firstly, the prices are cheaper, and secondly, most villagers appreciate the reputation of Zhou Yong, the village chief.
Even if the grocery store lowers its prices, if the prices at the two stores are the same, villagers will still choose to shop at the department store opened by Li Caiyun.
This is not only about human relationships, but more about the villagers' reward for Zhou Yong's long-term efforts.
Li Caiyun nodded and looked at Zhou Yong: "Old Meng didn't say anything else, right?"
Zhou Yong shook his head: "What can he tell me?"
How many people working in the system would be serious about their work?
Li Caiyun breathed a sigh of relief, quickly finished her dinner, and then hurried to the department store.
Zhou Yong looked at his wife's hurried back, feeling both distressed and helpless.
He strolled to the gate, and soon Li Hongjun and Zhao Min appeared in Zhou Yong's sight.
The three of them stood at the gate of Li's house and chatted for a while, and then everyone went back home around seven o'clock.
Li Caiyun didn't come back until eight o'clock. Zhou Yong looked at the tiredness on her face and said, "You are almost as exhausted as the desperate woman."
Li Caiyun smiled and said, "Let's save more money while we are young. When we are old, we won't have to work anymore..."
Zhou Yong listened to his wife's words and asked with a smile: "Xiao Yun, if your husband I was a billionaire, would you still work so hard?"
Billionaire?
Li Caiyun glanced at Zhou Yong and burst out laughing.
"Don't even mention you're a billionaire, even if you're a millionaire, I won't do it..."
Who doesn’t know how to enjoy life?
The problem is that Li Caiyun thinks she can't afford to stay.
With elderly parents at home, five children to support in school, and two nannies to pay every month, Li Caiyun can't find a reason not to work hard when thinking about these things.
Zhou Yong glanced at Li Caiyun, feeling extremely guilty, and didn't dare to talk about this topic anymore.
As they were talking, the couple washed their feet and lay down. After turning off the lights, Li Caiyun fell asleep soon after.
She fell asleep, but Zhou Yong suffered from insomnia. According to the current rate at which the three restaurants were making money, when would he be able to transfer the money from secret to the open?
Zhou Yong couldn't help but sigh. This was the first time in his two lifetimes that he was worried about having money.
How about opening a factory yourself?
Zhou Yong knew that if he could earn more money, Li Caiyun would not have to work so hard.
But what kind of factory should I open?
Garment factory?
Pharmaceutical factory?
Shoe factory?
Various types of factories flashed through Zhou Yong's mind, but in the end he still hadn't decided which one to work for.
Zhou Yong fell asleep with wild thoughts and had no dreams all night long.
The next day, before Zhou Yong opened his eyes, Li Jingan had crawled into his bed.
Zhou Yong half opened his eyes: "Son, when did you come here?"
Li Jingan smiled and leaned closer to Zhou Yong: "Just came over."
Zhou Yong hugged Li Jingan in his arms. This kid was not honest at all. He was like a big maggot, crawling around in the quilt.
Well, Zhou Yong was inspired by Li Jingan, and he started playing with his son.
The father and son got up at five o'clock. Li Jing'an came out of Zhou Yong's bedroom and ran to the kitchen.
Zhou Yong washed up, and seeing that he had to wait for a while for breakfast, he went to the yard.
Sweep the yard and put away the unused items in the storehouse one by one.
"Dad, we should build a pavilion in our yard so that our family can come out and enjoy the cool air after dinner in the summer..."
The yard at home is large but seems a bit empty. Zhou Yong had planned to build a pavilion before, but he was busy and had put it off until now.
Li Baotian listened to Zhou Yong's words with his hands behind his back: "To enjoy the cool air? Are you coming out to feed the mosquitoes?"
Zhou Yong smiled and said, "Dad, we can put up a net around the pavilion, so there won't be any mosquitoes."
After thinking about it, Li Baotian felt that Zhou Yong’s idea was good.
"Then you can do it yourself. Dad doesn't understand these things..."
Zhou Yong responded with a smile, and Li Baotian went to the vegetable garden with his hands behind his back.
At half past five, breakfast was ready at the Li family. Li Jing'an stood at the door and called Zhou Yong and Li Baotian to come in and eat.
The father-in-law and son-in-law each responded and entered the house one after the other.
Today the Li family had a very rich breakfast, including steamed buns, fried dough sticks, soy milk, tofu pudding, millet porridge and egg fried rice.
The family sat down happily. Just as Li Baotian picked up the chopsticks, Ma Yichen came into the room panting.
Zhou Yong immediately went to meet him. Ma Yichen pulled his arm and said breathlessly: "Uncle, uncle, my second brother fainted, my father asked me to come find you..."
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