"It's good that you're back! Oh, Wan, you're really something! You've even gone to the port city now. Tell the village chief, is the port city better or our Fu Family Village?"
"Oh, Village Chief, what are you asking? Of course, Fu Family Village is the best!"
Fu Wan hurriedly replied, and the old village chief Fu was very satisfied with the answer. He had long heard on the radio that the port city was very developed, with skyscrapers everywhere.
Sigh, he was afraid that once Fu Wan saw all that prosperity, she wouldn't come back. Fortunately, she lived up to her reputation as a junior in Fu Family Village, always remembering that there's no place like home.
"Did things go smoothly for you when you went there?"
"Sure thing, Village Chief, have my father and the others gone out to sea recently?"
The old village chief was stumped by the question. He knew that Fu Wan had previously prevented Fu Laoda from going out to sea, and he didn't know how to answer this question.
Just then, Boss Fu ran over, and Village Chief Fu, as if he had found a lifeline, handed him the microphone.
"Quick, quick, it's Wan on the phone, she's asking about you!"
Boss Fu felt that something was wrong, but he didn't have time to think about it in detail.
He picked up the microphone and hurriedly asked, "Awan, is that Dad? How are you? Is everything alright?"
Fu Wan replied, "Everything's fine, Dad. My flight back to Guangzhou is this afternoon. How's everything at home lately? Have you gone out to sea? Have you sold the seafood from the aquaculture farm?"
When Fu Laoda heard his daughter's series of questions, he couldn't stop smiling.
His daughter hadn't called for days, and he and Ye Xiaocui had been waiting anxiously. Now that she had so many questions, it was clear she was homesick!
"Okay, everything is fine at home. I didn't go out to sea. Your brother, Ah Lin, and Ah Liang went out to sea a few days ago and had a pretty good catch."
They haven't gone out these past few days because of the strong winds; they've been busy collecting dried fish in nearby villages!
As for the aquaculture farm, the last batch of seafood has already been brought up and sold.
Boss Sun came over in person, and when he saw you weren't there, he started grumbling!
Fu Wan couldn't help but laugh upon hearing this, "Haha, he's just trying to avoid getting the better of me since I'm not here!"
"But you said they're buying dried fish, what kind of dried fish are they buying?"
Boss Fu responded, "Dried mackerel, dried flounder, and also dried prawns and dried cuttlefish."
"That Mr. Sun's younger brother came to buy it, apparently intending to sell it to some kind of... oh, supermarket! Tsk tsk, the price he offered wasn't bad. Your brother discussed it with Ah Lin and Ah Liang, and then helped him buy it!"
I didn't realize that Fu Ming had taken up a side business while I was away.
Fu Wan was very pleased. She had previously asked Fu Ming to open a restaurant or something, but he was unwilling and just wanted to hang around in the cannery and the farm all day. She didn't know why he suddenly changed his mind.
Knowing that everyone at home was well, Fu Wan asked about Fu Ling and Qin Mingzhu. After Fu Wan left, Fu Ming would pick them up from school. If Fu Ming had something to do, Fu Ling would pick them up.
In fact, neither Fu Ling nor Qin Mingzhu were happy to be picked up by the adults, especially around the New Year when they had both learned to ride bicycles. Qin Mingzhu dreamed of riding her bicycle and taking Fu Ling home herself.
But Fu Wan still couldn't forget the shadow of her past life. There are many human traffickers nowadays, and if they really encountered one, how could two children possibly fight against an adult?
Think back to that peddler who collected chicken feathers earlier, right at the village entrance. That guy almost kidnapped Fu Yaozu. If he hadn't been so greedy, Fu Yaozu would probably be sold off to some remote corner by now.
Having experienced the pain of searching for her daughter in her previous life, Fu Wan never wanted to suffer such torment again.
After finishing her call with Boss Fu, Fu Wan called the food factory and the cannery.
Wang Jianmin happened to be in his office when the phone rang. He thought it was a client, but when he heard Fu Wan's voice, he perked up.
"Factory manager, you finally called! I was worried you'd forgotten you have two factories!"
Fu Wan laughed heartily: "How could that be, Uncle Wang? How's the factory lately?"
"That's great. The payments for the first two quarters from Shanghai have already been made, and the factory is busy processing orders for the next two quarters."
Several distributors have called lately to say they want to renew their contracts, and I was planning to wait for you to come back to discuss it with them.
"Does that mean their goods are selling quite well?"
Fu Wan raised her eyebrows, and Fang Min, who was standing next to her, also laughed.
She was happy to hear that the factory was doing well.
Wang Jianmin readily agreed, “That’s right. I heard our products are very popular in Shanghai, and many new suppliers have called us.”
Speaking of this, Wang Jianmin suddenly remembered something, "By the way, factory director, didn't you give A-Jian's pager number to a comrade from Hunan Province before?"
"Comrades from Hunan Province?"
Fu Wan tried hard to remember, and Fang Min quickly prompted her, "Wan, it's that guy on the train who wants to buy fish chili sauce!"
Fu Wan suddenly realized, "Oh, there is such a person. How come he contacted Fu Jian?"
"Yes, yes, at first Fu Jian thought it was a scam, since suppliers usually call, right? But that person contacted us several times. Later, Fu Jian called him back and asked where he got the contact information. He said a woman surnamed Fu gave it to him, and that's how we found out."
Upon hearing this, Fu Wan couldn't help but rub her forehead. "I'm sorry, Uncle Wang, I forgot to tell you about this. I met that comrade on the train."
I could tell he really liked our canned fish, and you're so busy, so I gave him Ah Jian's pager number.
"Oh, let's not talk about that." Wang Jianmin didn't mind at all that Fu Wan had someone contact Fu Jian. In fact, what Fu Wan said was right; he might not be in the office for six out of seven days a week.
There was no other way; he either took Fu Jian out to collect payments or wandered around the workshop. He had been busy for most of his life, and he couldn't sit still.
In addition, he would also visit the food factory so that everyone could discuss any problems that might arise.
"This comrade said he'd like to come to our factory next week. Factory manager, we've always cooperated with supply and marketing cooperatives. Should we also sell our goods to these individual businesses?"
Wang Jianmin has been struggling with this matter lately.
"Sell, why wouldn't we sell?"
Fu Wan took a sip of water and cleared her throat: "Uncle Wang, things are different now than before. These next few years, and even the next twenty years, will belong to individual business owners."
These self-employed individuals will gradually grow in size, and we must not discriminate against them. We should treat them the same way we treat businesses and organizations.
Wang Jianmin hesitated upon hearing this: "I'm not discriminating against them, but factory manager, these self-employed individuals don't have any money. What if they take the goods and don't pay us? We won't even have a place to turn to."
"Take Hunan Province for example, it's quite a distance from our Longhai City..."
"Then let's settle the payment and goods first."
Fu Wan made the final decision.
"For the previous collaborations, we asked them to order less goods, but they could offer a wider variety of products, and we could also show them the products from the food factory."
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