Lin Guoqing mainly handed over the work to his biological son, and it just happened that his biological son was able to take over.
Chen Chunhua's meeting with Lin Guoqing was not as coincidental as this.
The remaining three were not very interested in her industry.
Lin Shugan didn't have the opportunity, and Lin Shuying and Lin Shumei really didn't have the energy to do so.
In Lin Shumei's words, "Mom, your business is indeed very prosperous, but we are not bad either." Instead of starting from scratch to take over, it is better to stick to your own track.
In the end, Chen Chunhua had no choice but to discuss with Qini about taking over the e-commerce business, just like the original breeding group.
Qi Ni: ???
"I don't have this experience..." Her offline factory is already extremely busy. Now if the online work is also handed over to her, she really doesn't have to go home.
The other girls in the Ma family also have their own businesses. Ba Ni owns a joining line factory and a texturing factory, which together with Sini's grey cloth factory form a complete chain. Jiu Ni studied design in college and is now doing very well in a design institute in the provincial capital.
If this continues, there will be no one to take over Chen Chunhua's business.
Finally, Lin Shumei couldn't stand it anymore and helped her mother find someone to take over the business. Since Qi Ni was in charge of upstream production and all downstream sales were handled by her mother's account, they just needed someone to manage the company.
"Just go travel!" Lin Shumei urged her parents. "Since you've learned English, it's worth learning it. Go out and see more of the world and chat with foreigners. You've been busy for most of your life. It's time to take a good rest."
Liang Shengdi was extremely envious when she heard that they were going to travel abroad.
"Mom, do you want to come with us?" Chen Chunhua urged Old Lady Liang, "Let's buy first class, the kind where you can lie down and sleep. I heard it's very comfortable!"
Liang Shengdi waved her hands and said, "Forget it! I'm not going!"
In the past two years, there have often been old ladies in their sixties and seventies in the village who have returned from sunset travel groups and chat with them.
They all say they can’t stand long journeys, it’s pure torture, and they can’t get used to the food. It’s better to lie at home and watch TV than to follow the tour guide around every day!
"Grandpa and grandma! Don't worry! I will take good care of my wife!" Lin Xiaobao patted his chest and assured them. Although these words sounded strange, they were still the child's filial piety.
"Okay! Then you guys stay at home and have fun! Let's go out for a walk!"
They planned to go to Russia first. This is the place where Big Brother is considered sacred by the older generation, so they had to go!
The Russian language was a bit of a stretch, so I joined a tour group that departed from Shanghai and took an almost 11-hour flight.
Lin Guoqing opened and closed his eyes. The cabin was silent and all the sunshades were drawn. "Haven't we arrived yet?"
No one next door paid any attention to him. He turned around and saw Chen Chunhua wearing an eye mask and leaning on his shoulder, sleeping more soundly than him. It seemed that she must have a stiff neck.
He looked at his watch again. Well, only 5 hours had passed. They took off at 10 o'clock and it was now 3 o'clock in the morning. He woke up early.
Lin Guoqing stretched his legs slightly. It was tiring to fly in economy class for a long distance, and it was not good to travel with a group.
The space on the plane was too small, and Lin Guoqing couldn't sleep much afterwards. He helped Chen Chunhua to tuck in the blanket, then put on headphones and started watching a movie, staying up until morning.
After having a delicious airplane meal, we landed at the airport around 6:00 a.m. local time on April 11, 2010.
It was 20 degrees Celsius before boarding the plane and -3 degrees Celsius after getting off the plane.
Chen Chunhua was almost blown away by the cold Siberian wind.
Following the guide's instructions, we got on the bus and went to the hotel to put our luggage, and then rushed out for sightseeing.
Lin Guoqing only slept for four hours on the plane. Now he was running around in the cold wind and had no time to rest. His eyes felt extremely dry.
"...So why didn't you get some extra sleep on the plane?"
Chen Chunhua put a thick scarf around his neck, followed by a large woolen hat. "Our day is five hours longer than yesterday. Aren't you dying of sleep?"
Lin Guoqing: "...How could I have known the schedule was so tight? Couldn't she have let us sleep in for a while?"
Of course not. You didn't join a tour group, and they might complain your itinerary isn't tight enough! After spending so much money on flights, you should definitely see more sights before leaving, right?
The Soviet aesthetic lives up to its reputation. Every attraction is grand and majestic, from Red Square to St. Basil's Cathedral, from the Kremlin to Alexander Gardens. Everything is grand, but also cold.
In Chen Chunhua's words, everything is bare and looks cold.
In every photo they took, the most striking feature was Chen Chunhua's orange down jacket. Just like the expressions on the faces of the locals, the scenery here was incredibly cold.
"I'm hungry." Chen Chunhua licked her lips in the cold wind.
The tour group's three meals are all-inclusive. Breakfast is usually provided by the hotel, and the other two meals are group meals. When the tour guide took them into a Chinese-style restaurant at noon, Chen Chunhua knew that the food would definitely not be tasty.
Sure enough, all the dishes seemed to be added with honey. The meat was sweet, the vegetables were sweet, the stir-fries were sweet, and even the tomato and egg soup was sweet.
But they got it done, because at least it was hot.
Lin Guoqing finished his meal with a depressed mood, and while the tour guide was still waiting to get on the bus, he walked over and handed over a cigarette.
"Director Wang, where are we going to have dinner?"
"Right here."
"Or here?"
"Yes. We ate here for both days we were in Moscow."
Lin Guoqing: ...
Just as the tour guide said, dinner, lunch the next day, and dinner the next day were all in this restaurant, with the same table, the same customers, and exactly the same dishes.
"I have drunk all the tomato and egg soup I have ever had in my life." A retired aunt in the same tour group who was sitting next to Shen Chunhua said.
Chen Chunhua nodded, she felt the same way.
"Group meals are like this; they need to make money too! Besides, if we really had to go eat Russian food, we probably wouldn't be able to get used to it." Another elderly man, who looked retired many years ago and was traveling with his children, said as he drank his soup, "At least they can give us hot water here. I heard from my old colleagues that when they leave Chinese restaurants, their drinks are all cold! Ugh! How unbearable!"
Chen Chunhua continued to nod. There was no kettle in the hotel. If the restaurant could not fill hot water in thermos cups, they would only be able to buy bottled water.
"Are we going to St. Petersburg tomorrow? I wonder if the food there will be better."
"I just hope to change the soup, pickled mustard greens and egg soup will be fine too!"
Chen Chunhua nodded frantically.
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