"Completed in October? That fast?"
"Haha, that's considered slow. The topping-out should be done in the next two months, and there's still the wall plastering and stuff. I'll try my best to keep an eye on it and get the apartments finished before October!"
Qin Fu spoke with great enthusiasm, explaining that things hadn't been easy for him lately either. The trend of building commercial housing was unstoppable, and many people in Beijing with spare money wanted to do the same.
But Beijing is only so big, and there isn't much land within the Second Ring Road that can be used for commercial housing. So many people with some money have set their sights on the Happiness Community project.
Looking for land everywhere is not as convenient as picking up a ready-made one. Those with spare money first inquired with the construction company of the community, and then asked Qin Fu through an intermediary how much he would give up the project.
Qin Fu naturally refused, so those spoiled brats started calling on people to cause trouble for him. But Qin Fu had been in the capital for so long, how could he let them do whatever they wanted to him?
Without even needing to show his face, Master Ning simply took two roast ducks to the homes of these people, greeted their elders, and those spoiled brats quieted down.
Qin Fu didn't tell Fu Wan about these things. Anyway, the result was good, so why should he let his partner worry? The main reason was that Fu Wan had been too generous with her money before, and with the relationship between Qin Anning and Qin Mingzhu, Qin Fu had long regarded Fu Wan as one of his own.
We're all family, so let's not be formal. As long as the matter is resolved, that's fine.
After agreeing to invite Qin Fu to dinner in Beijing, Fu Wan hung up the phone.
Stepping out of the village committee, the weather, which had been overcast for several days, finally cleared up. A warm evening breeze blew, and Fu Wan felt completely refreshed.
With things settled at the factory and Jiang Wanghai keeping an eye on the aquaculture farm, and the weather clearing up, could they go out to sea for a stroll again?
Thinking this, Fu Wan slowly walked home, but before she even entered the house, she was stopped on the road by Fu San, who had just returned from the county town on a tricycle.
"Wan, where have you been?"
"Oh, I made a call to the village committee. Uncle, are you delivering goods?"
Fu San nodded in agreement. The tricycle behind him was full of empty fish baskets, showing how popular the fish were today.
However, Fu San's call to Fu Wan wasn't solely for the purpose of greeting her.
"Ah Wan, since you're here, I won't go to your house later. Mr. Sun from Jinlai Restaurant asked me to ask you if you could go into the water and catch some ornamental fish for him."
Ornamental fish?
Fu Wan was somewhat surprised. When the restaurant first opened, she did see a huge transparent fish tank in the lobby of Jinlai Hotel. At the time, she thought Sun Youjin was quite ingenious. Now he was buying ornamental fish. Was he raising them for him?
Fu San wasn't an outsider, so Fu Wan naturally asked the same question aloud, since she thought so too.
Speaking of Fu San, he couldn't help but chuckle. In the county and town, all the wealthy bosses liked to keep fish in aquariums.
However, fish are also delicate creatures. If the water quality is poor, they are not fed on time, or they get sick or fight, they are easily killed.
In her previous life, when Fu Wan went out to work, she met a boss who often bought some ornamental goldfish to keep as pets, but each batch of fish would not live for more than half a month, which made the boss so angry that he said the company's feng shui was bad.
Considering that she had been planning to go to sea recently, Fu Wan readily agreed.
"No problem. If the weather is good these next couple of days, I'll catch a few for him to bring back."
Ornamental fish aren't cheap, so since Sun Youjin asked Fu San to bring her these, she certainly wasn't trying to save money.
Upon hearing that Fu Wan wanted to go to sea, Fu San was overjoyed.
I thought Fu Wan would go fishing under the cover of darkness, but it turns out she and her friends are going out to sea again.
However, considering the good weather for the next few days, it is indeed suitable for going out to sea.
"Okay, then I'll wait for your good news. Have your brother come and tell me before you set sail, so I can arrange for people to unload the cargo later."
Besides arranging for people to move the fish, he also had to burn incense for the goddess Mazu early in the morning.
Fu Wan readily agreed, and after they finished speaking, they each went home. By then, it was already dark, and everyone was starting to prepare dinner.
"Ah Wan, you're back? Quickly wash your hands, it's almost time to eat."
Ye Xiaocui was carrying dishes out of the kitchen when she saw Fu Wan return and hurriedly greeted her.
Fu Wan responded and went into the kitchen to help. She peeked over and saw that Fu Ming was making oyster and seaweed soup. The fresh and fragrant aroma made Fu Wan feel hungry immediately.
"Ah Wan, how's everything at the factory?"
Upon hearing that Fu Wan had returned, Boss Fu also went into the kitchen.
Fu Wan took out her bowl from the cupboard, not forgetting to answer her father's question as she spoke.
"Everything is arranged. Hey, who went with me to buy the tricycle last time? Remember Director Zhang from the car factory? I took her to manage the food factory."
"Huh, which Director Zhang?"
Boss Fu was a little puzzled, but Fu Ming suddenly remembered.
Fu Wan then recounted her encounter with Zhang Xiaoqing. Upon hearing this, Fu Laoda and the others realized that as the sales director of the car factory, Zhang Xiaoqing must be more than capable of managing the food factory as well.
"Well, it's good that someone's looking after us. Let's hurry up and eat, I have things to do after we finish eating!"
Fu Laoda took the bowl and chopsticks out, leaving Fu Wan somewhat confused.
She turned to look at Fu Ming, "What else is there for you, Dad, so late at night?"
"Sigh, Dad made plans with some uncles in the village to go night fishing after dinner!"
Although it's a bit cold at night, it's much better than in July and August. At least there are no mosquitoes or anything like that. It's only because there's not much wind at sea today that Boss Fu had this idea.
He was really bored after not going out to sea for several days.
"Oh, okay? Then let's eat quickly and go to the beach to join the fun later!"
Fu Ming was initially debating whether to invite Fu Liang to join Boss Fu's team with fishing rods after dinner, but after Fu Wan's suggestion, he decisively changed his mind.
Dad is no match for his sister's luck; she's much more interesting following Fu Wan!
"Okay, the tide should be coming in at the beach. We need to put on our waders and go over there to see if we can catch some shrimp and crabs!"
Fu Wan nodded in agreement. It just so happened that the next day was the weekend and the children didn't have to go to school. It had been a while since she had taken the two children out to collect seashells and catch fish, so she could take them along.
Knowing there would be activities after dinner, everyone ate quickly. Before setting off, Fu Wan specially helped Fu Ling and Qin Mingzhu put on water shoes as well.
Fu Ling was incredibly excited when she heard that they were going to the beach.
After changing her shoes, she remembered something and tugged at Fu Wan's sleeve, asking, "Mom, when can we learn to swim?"
Fu Wan thought for a moment, "The sea temperature hasn't risen enough in the last two months. Let's wait until May. I'll go to the county in a couple of days and buy you two swimsuits first."
"Swimsuit? What's a swimsuit? Honghong and the others just took off their clothes and went straight into the water."
Fu Ling was somewhat confused, and Fu Wan could only sigh helplessly.
The village children would take off their clothes and jump into the water, but Fu Ling and the others were all girls, and Fu Wan felt that children should be taught to protect their privacy from a young age.
Fortunately, Qin Mingzhu was two years older, and after explaining a few things to Fu Ling, she stopped worrying about it.
There were quite a few people on the beach who had finished eating and were taking a stroll to try their luck, and there were even a few young men with fishing nets looking for a place to cast them.
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