Uncle Lin walked in with a cane and a cheerful face.
Just now he heard some people inside discussing opening a store and creating jobs for certain tribesmen, so he signaled the secretary to be quiet and listened for a while.
If Lin Sanqi of Lingnan Hall is the boss and Lin Musen is the emperor, then Uncle Lin is like the Jade Emperor, and no one dares to offend him.
For example, now, Lin Sanqi trotted to the door, supported the clan leader grandfather with one hand and sat him in the main seat, and everyone else also stood up.
When Uncle Lin is present, all members of the Lin family are his younger brothers, no matter if you are a billionaire or a high-ranking official.
Uncle Lin just sat down, looked at everyone present and nodded:
"What Ah Hua said just now is right. Many women in the village are unemployed now. Many of them are university graduates. As far as I know, many of the daughters-in-law who married into the village even have PhDs. It's absolutely a waste of talent for these women to stay at home and take care of the children."
Qiao Jingzhu, who had been quiet at first, now strongly agreed:
"Grandpa is right. For example, I originally graduated with a master's degree from the School of Economics and Management of Wuhan University, and later studied for an MBA.
After I married Lin Hang, he didn't agree with me going out to work, nor did he let me participate in the family business.
If my grandpa hadn't introduced me to work at Lingnan Hall, I, a top 985 university graduate, would have been an ordinary housewife, doing laundry, cooking, and taking care of children every day.
My situation is not uncommon in the village. Among the migrant wives I know, there are no less than 50 PhD and master's students.
So, boss, I think grandpa and uncle ten are right. If the men in the Lin family can't take over, the women can definitely take over.
Don't underestimate us women. We women are just as good at business as men."
After Qiao Jingzhu finished speaking, he gave Yin Lianyi a wink.
Although Yin Lianyi did not marry Lin Sanqi, it was only a matter of time. Then she would become a member of the Shilou Village family. Does that mean she would have to quit the company's management after getting married?
Yin Lianyi understood immediately and immediately bewitched him:
"Yes, the men all have their own careers and may not be willing to work for Lingnan Hall.
But we women are different. We also want to have our own careers to supplement our family income. At least when buying bags, we don’t have to look at men’s faces. Don’t you agree?
After Yin Lianyi finished speaking, she raised her eyebrows at Lin Sanqi.
Lin Sanqi was at a loss for words, thinking to himself, I pay you such a high salary, do you still have to look at my mood before you buy a bag?
Uncle Lin also agreed with what his two granddaughters-in-law said. As the patriarch, he considered more.
"My old man has the same idea. Our southern clan has a strong patriarchal mentality. Women usually return to their families after marriage and used to take their husband's surname.
But I'm different. First, I believe in gender equality, regardless of whether you have a son or a daughter. Second, if women have their own careers, the family will be peaceful and less prone to conflict.
Just look at how many families there are where the couples are not in harmony, and the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law quarrel. It’s because the women are too idle and have nothing to do at home all day. Of course, they will start to think about a lot of things and get angry easily over the slightest thing.
"Also, Qizi, you must also believe in the ability and loyalty of the women in our village. Apart from anything else, do you think Jingzhu and Ayi can hold up half the sky in Lingnan Hall? This is a testament to their abilities."
Lin Sanqi's eyes lit up and he shouted excitedly, "Naonaonaona, Grandpa, do you know about the relationship between Ayi and me? Do you accept it?"
Uncle Lin sneered:
"Do you really think I'm old and confused? I just asked around and found out that Ayi is from Pingle. But so what? Ayi is going to marry into our Shilou Village. It's Pingle Village that will suffer. Why should I object?"
When Yin Lianyi heard this, her heart instantly settled back down in her stomach, and she looked at Lin Sanqi in surprise.
Lin Sanqi also hugged Grandpa Lin and kissed him on the face:
"Grandpa, you are so open-minded. Long live it. If you don't object, then Ayi and I can get married right away."
Uncle Lin smiled in his heart, but his expression was full of disgust:
"You're such a grown-up, even as chairman, yet you're still acting like a child. If I had objected, I would have raised it long ago.
I didn't say anything against it, isn't that just my consent? Can't you, a stubborn person, see that?
But Qizi, Ayi, let me tell you, this level is easy for me to pass, but the level for that old loser Yin Jishui from Pingle Village may not be easy to pass.
If he marries the Pingle girl to Shilou Village, outsiders will think he is surrendering to us and using the tactic of "marriage alliance", which he may not be willing to do."
Lin Sanqi didn't care. He had already captured the six brothers of Yin's father's family and was preparing to sow discord among Pingle Village from within.
If Grandpa Yin insisted on stopping Yin Lianyi from marrying him, Lin Sanqi, he wouldn't mind supporting a group of Yin clan members to build a new ancestral hall and reopen the family tree.
Although this is a heinous act, it is not uncommon in southern clans. Rich people or high-ranking officials like to do this.
"Grandpa, as long as you agree, my marriage to Yi will be almost successful. Oh, my grandpa is so kind. He is so understanding and considerate of the younger generation. He is truly a blessing to us Lins."
Yin Lianyi was so happy that she almost fainted. She quickly stood up and held a cup of tea with both hands:
"Grandpa, please have some tea. Don't worry, I will be loyal to the Lin family in the future and will help them expand their family lineage."
Uncle Lin glanced at the young couple and took the tea with a smile:
"Okay, okay, if you two work together and strive to develop Lingnantang into a Fortune 500 company, I'll be even more proud. Hahaha. Hey, this Pu'er tea is pretty good."
Lin Tianhua also served Grandpa with tea:
"Grandpa, this is the Laobanzhang Pu'er tea that Qizi just got. He said he has over a thousand tons of top-grade Pu'er and 300 tons of West Lake Longjing. We're discussing how to sell it, and that's why he mentioned opening a specialty store."
Uncle Lin thought for a moment:
“Specialty shops are great, but selling so much top-quality tea in a specialty shop would lower its quality; it still needs to be sold in dedicated counters.
Ah Hua, call Chenzi and his wife over now. Aren’t they professional tea sellers?
Lin Chen, the tenth child in the family, is married to Liu Fangfang. They opened a tea shop in May Square.
When Lin Sanqi first acquired the golden finger of time travel, he bought tea from Lin Chen's house. Lin Chen did not overcharge his cousin and paid him at cost price.
It was also because of this good relationship that Lin Sanqi was willing to give this cousin a chance.
If he was a cunning person, Lin Sanqi would definitely not agree to help him make money.
Seeing that the boss agreed, Lin Tianhua made another call.
In less than 15 minutes, Lin Chen and Liu Fangfang arrived and started yelling as soon as they entered the office:
"Qizi, what's up? Are you going to buy tea from Grandpa again? Let me tell you, you're a big boss now, you can't afford to drink ordinary tea anymore. Hey, Grandpa's here too..."
Liu Fangfang was a little reserved, unlike her husband who was very open and forthright and quickly greeted everyone present.
Uncle Lin nodded in response, looking very superior like a clan leader.
Lin Sanqi smiled and said, "Brother Chen, sister-in-law, this time I'm not going to buy tea, I'm going to sell tea."
Lin Chen was filled with questions. "That's not right. Aren't you selling ginseng and cordyceps? Why are you suddenly selling tea? Are you trying to steal my business?"
Lin Sanqi called out to the door, "Xiao Zhu, Xiao Yao, quickly bring over the samples I brought."
As the door opened, Zhu Xinyue and Yao Zhuohan came in carrying two boxes, and then placed portions of tea on the table.
Lin Chen and Liu Fangfang's attitudes at this time were a little strange and casual.
I thought to myself, how can the tea business be so easy?
There is no profit in low-end tea.
Competition in the mid-range tea market is fierce. If you can't get orders from large companies or the government, you simply can't survive.
The most profitable product is high-end tea, which has a high price but no demand, but ordinary people cannot get high-end tea at all.
Just like top-grade Pu'er tea, it has long been monopolized by a few big capitalists, because only monopolies have the power to set prices.
Not to mention the authentic West Lake Longjing and Hu Jian Dahongpao. The oldest tea trees were guarded by special departments back then, and the newly picked tea was never put on the market.
So although high-end tea is profitable and has huge profits, you also have to have the ability to get the goods, otherwise it will be just empty talk.
But after the two secretaries placed the tea leaves on the table one by one, Lin Chen could no longer sit still.
He first stood up to look, then moved closer to look, and finally put his face almost close to the tea leaves.
"Oh my god, Qizi, am I seeing this right? Is this Fuyuanchang Pu'er tea cake? Is this Laobanzhang? Is this Mansong Pu'er? Is this West Lake Longjing? How did you get one bud and two leaves?"
Lin Sanqi was so proud of meeting someone who knew what he was doing that he was so proud of himself:
"Brother Chen, what do you think? Just tell me if I'm qualified to sell tea?" (End of this chapter)
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