"I'm leaving now. Go home more often to visit your mother when you have time. And remember to spend more time with Wanqing. She's pregnant now and that's when she needs your company."
Wang Jianjun took the car keys without saying a few words.
Shen Chuxia often complained to him that her son was obsessed with research and had no time to spend with his daughter-in-law.
Now that her daughter-in-law is pregnant with her second child, she, as the mother-in-law, has to go and help take care of the child often.
After becoming a grandfather, Wang Jianjun also became more worrying.
What I usually think about are my youngest daughter’s studies, my grandson’s company, and the marriages of my second and third sons.
Wang Junbo was also a little embarrassed.
The main reason is that he is too busy.
There are many projects being followed up in his laboratory now, such as the recently developed quantum computer, which still needs to be improved. In addition, there are also projects such as improvements in artificial intelligence and controlled nuclear fusion that require him to preside over.
"I know, Dad. I'm going home tonight."
"I'm not going back to your house. Your wife has been with your mother these days."
Wang Junbo felt a little embarrassed. He then remembered that he hadn't been home for a week.
After leaving Wang Junbo's laboratory, Wang Jianjun drove the new car directly to Wang Haozhi's company.
He and Ma Da and Ma Xiao have preliminarily confirmed their investment intention.
As for the specific shareholding, further discussion is needed.
He planned to let Wang Haozhi handle this matter.
As soon as he arrived at Wang Haozhi's office, Wang Jianjun heard a burst of girls' laughter coming from inside.
Wang Jianjun's movement to open the door hesitated.
Office romance?!
Has my son finally come to his senses?
Wang Jianjun was in a dilemma, but he finally decided to knock on the door first to save face for his son.
The person who opened the door was someone he didn't expect.
"It's Xueheng, are you here to play with your brother Haozhi?"
"Hello Uncle Wang, I'm here today to discuss something with Haozhi."
The person who opened the door was none other than Lou Xiao'e's youngest daughter, Zhao Xueheng.
Wang Jianjun secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then he looked at Zhao Xueheng and his son strangely.
Zhao Xueheng is no longer the baby she once was.
She is 16 years old this year and is a beautiful young lady.
As for his son, he is already in his thirties.
Although he looks to be in his early twenties now, there is a big age difference between them.
Wang Jianjun really doesn't want his son to go down the path of breaking the law and committing crimes.
Even if you really have an idea, you have to wait two years.
"Brother Haozhi, I'm going to look for my mother first. Remember what you promised me."
Zhao Xueheng smiled, said hello to Wang Jianjun and Wang Haozhi, and left.
Wang Jianjun glanced at his son and said:
"Third brother, you can't be..."
"Dad! Don't talk nonsense! I only treat Xueheng as my own sister!"
Seeing his son speak so confidently, Wang Jianjun almost believed it.
I wonder if your eagerness to deny it is too obvious?
"Then what were you talking about just now? You looked so happy."
"Xueheng's grandparents are planning to return to Sijiu City in a few days. She happened to be on holiday at school so she planned to accompany them. This time she came to ask me if I wanted to go with her."
Wang Jianjun suddenly realized that when Hong Kong returned to China two years ago, Lou Bancheng had wanted to return to Beijing.
Lou Bancheng spent most of his life in Beijing, from the time he was born to the time he left.
When this person gets old, he wants to return to his hometown.
However, Zhao Xueheng specifically asked him to join her, and the meaning was self-evident.
Are girls nowadays so mature?
Wang Jianjun didn't care much. He took out a few contracts and handed them to him and said:
"These are the companies I just talked to. We will invest in them later, but the equity ratio has not been discussed yet. Since you are going to Sijiu City, I will leave this matter to you."
Wang Jianjun is still very confident in Wang Haozhi's business ability.
Over the years, he has handed over most of the family assets to his son to manage. In the past two years, he cashed out tens of billions of dollars in the Wall Street stock market.
"Okay, leave it to me."
Wang Haozhi took the list from Wang Jianjun and suddenly thought of something and said:
"By the way, Dad, there is something I want to tell you. I used to trade stocks in the United States, and there are some things that I am concerned about."
"Can you tell me more about it?"
“Dad, have you ever heard of Monsanto?”
“Monsanto?”
This name Wang Jianjun is very familiar.
The notorious and highly toxic pesticide Agent Orange was produced by their company.
“What’s wrong with this company?”
Wang Haozhi took out a document and handed it to Wang Jianjun and said:
"Take a look at this information. I asked someone to check it out of curiosity. Now more than 90% of the soybeans used in inland areas are genetically modified soybeans. And these genetically modified soybeans were developed by Monsanto."
Soybeans?
Wang Jianjun began to search the memories in his mind, and he always felt that he had overlooked something.
"The soybean varieties currently grown in China are not only of good quality but also very cheap, and we are not charged patent fees. It is unlikely that the United States can do such a good thing."
Wang Haozhi, who has studied abroad in the United States and spent some time on Wall Street, knows very well the nature of those people in the United States.
The United States itself is the largest exporter of soybeans.
How could we let China take advantage of you?
So he can basically be sure that there must be an unknown pit waiting for you behind this matter.
Especially now that most of the inland crops are planted with genetically modified soybeans from the United States.
We are using other people's things, and the technology is in the hands of others.
This kind of thing is risky no matter how you think about it.
Hearing this, Wang Jianjun instantly remembered what was going on.
Soy Wars!
I didn't expect that the United States had already made plans so early.
This war caused many soybean-related companies in China to go bankrupt and were eventually acquired by foreign capital.
It was only after China asked Huachuliang to take action that the situation was barely under control.
But it was already too late.
Most private enterprises collapsed, and only state-owned enterprises survived.
It was not until the financial crisis in 2008 that China was able to turn the situation around.
Although Wang Jianjun had heard of this incident, he didn't know the exact time.
He remembered that the so-called four major grain traders were at the forefront of this soybean war.
These four are no small characters.
It is a giant that controls 70 percent of the global food trade.
With their cooperation, ordinary small countries simply cannot survive.
Fortunately, there is still time.
China opened up its agricultural crop market in accordance with the terms and conditions after joining the WTO in 2002. Before that, the four major grain traders were not allowed to enter.
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