Chapter 312 Tool Factory
Chapter 312 Tool Factory
When he returned home, Han Changping didn't expect that Zhao Fengjuan would be waiting there.
"Fengjuan, did you just come back from down there?"
"Well, I just came back and came to see you, uncle. Can I say a few words?"
"Come in."
Han Changping had no choice but to turn around again, open the door, and take Zhao Fengjuan into the house.
"Sit down,"
Looking at Zhao Fengjuan wearing a dog-skin hat and looking tired, one can imagine that they have harvested a good amount of grain.
"Come, drink some hot water."
Han Changping poured a cup of hot water for Zhao Fengjuan and placed it on the table in front of her. He watched her take off the dog-skin hat from her shoulders and casually put it on the stool beside her.
"Uncle, I came here this time to ask you about the same thing I asked you last time. I wonder how it went?"
"Oh, now that you're here, Fengjuan, I'll explain it to you clearly."
"Um,"
Zhao Fengjuan looked at Han Changping very seriously and nodded, waiting for what he would say next.
"Fengjuan, I told you before that this business is in cooperation with others.
After you left, I thought about it and decided to do this: bring over any money you have and use it as part of your investment. We'll then distribute the dividends based on your investment amount. What do you think?"
Zhao Fengjuan finally smiled when she heard these words.
"Uncle, okay, okay, thank you, thank you,"
As she spoke, Zhao Fengjuan hurriedly stood up, fumbled in her pocket for a while, and took out a large bag of money wrapped in newspaper.
"Uncle, this is 10,000 yuan. I'll bring you the remaining 40,000 yuan tonight."
Fifty thousand yuan?
For a moment, Han Changping was also shocked by the huge sum of money Zhao Fengjuan saw in front of him.
"Fengjuan, I really didn't expect that you've only been married for less than a year, and you already have so much money? It seems that I really underestimated the strength of the Hou family."
"Uncle, to be honest, this is the money the Hou family gave me when I got married. The rest is the reward my father-in-law gave me after I gave birth to a son, and some decoration money when I bought the house.
There are other things as well, I saved up this much money by scraping them out bit by bit.
Now that I'm with my uncle, I feel relieved. If the day ever comes when I'm kicked out of the Hou family, this will be my last straw."
"Um,"
Han Changping also stood up and said,
"Okay, when you bring the money over tonight, I'll write you a note."
"No need, uncle, I trust you."
"No, you can trust me, but I can't trust myself. Okay, if you're done, then I'll be busy now."
"Oh, you are busy with your uncle, I will come over in the evening."
After seeing Zhao Fengjuan off, Han Changping hurried out to look at the cart of rice brought from his elder sister.
"Brother, how is the quality of this car?"
When Wang Zhisheng saw Han Changping coming out, he hurried over and pulled Han Changping towards a bag of food on the side.
"Look, Xiao Si."
It was a bag of grain that had been opened. There seemed to be nothing wrong with it, but there was definitely something fishy in the look in Wang Zhisheng's eyes.
"You, go get a piece of plastic sheet, go."
Han Changping pointed at a man working beside him. He quickly pulled out a piece of plastic sheeting from the warehouse. Han Changping shouted at the man again,
"Pour out all the rice in this bag."
"oh,"
As the man poured out a bag of grain, Han Changping immediately saw the problem.
There is a lot of sand mixed in it, and if you don’t pour it out, you won’t be able to find out what’s going on.
"Second brother, how did you find out?"
"Oh, after weighing it and lifting the bag, I noticed sand leaking out from the bottom of the bag. That's when I realized something was wrong. Then I weighed it again and found that it was indeed about five or six pounds heavier."
"This Liu Neng must have been drinking again. Second brother, how many bags of this do you have?"
"Well, there are eight bags, how do we get Xiao Si?"
"Throw all the bags aside. When the driver comes back, he'll bring all the bags back to me and have Liu Neng pick out the grains of sand for me one by one. Next time I come, if he finds even a grain of sand, I'll have a fight with him."
"Okay, I understand, Xiao Si."
Thinking about renting a factory in the town, Han Changping talked to his second brother Wang Zhisheng and then drove straight to the town.
"Changping, you're here?"
When Mayor Jiao saw Han Changping coming, he enthusiastically poured him a cup of tea and placed it in front of him.
"Is there something going on here again?"
"Mayor Jiao, you've seen through me. I never come to see you for no reason, ha..."
Han Changping picked up the teacup and took a big sip. As if he thought of something, he quickly took out a small can of tea from the pocket of his down jacket and placed it on the coffee table in front of him.
"I know Mayor Jiao loves tea. This is some tea a friend brought back from the south. Would you like to try it?"
Seeing Mayor Jiao looking at him and smiling, Han Changping quickly explained,
"Don't think too much about it, this is not a bribe."
"I know, little brat."
Mayor Jiao took the small can and saw the words "Small Can Tea" written on it. He looked at Han Changping and asked,
"Is there anything special about this little pot of tea?"
Han Changping scratched his head embarrassedly and smiled at Mayor Jiao.
"I'm sorry, Mayor Jiao, I don't drink tea and I don't know much about these things. So when I came here today, I thought you'd drink some tea. It would be a waste for me to keep it, so I brought it to you."
"Okay, I'll take this. Tell me how I can help you this time."
Mayor Jiao knew what kind of person Han Changping was, so naturally he would not argue with him.
"Here's the thing, Mayor Jiao. I heard there's a knife factory in town that's been abandoned for years. I feel bad seeing it abandoned. Can you sell it to me? If not, you can rent it to me."
"Oh, boy, why do you want to buy such a big factory? Don't tell me you want to open a new tool factory?"
"Oh……"
Han Changping smiled very honestly and said,
"Mayor Jiao, you're making fun of me. How could I possibly understand that technique? To be honest, I've already started harvesting crops."
"I heard that you're really capable of doing things, but I do support your enthusiasm. Well, young people should have this kind of courage."
"No, I'm also cooperating with others. Seeing that the grain harvest is getting more and more, we thought about buying some equipment ourselves, processing and producing the grain ourselves, packaging and selling it. Wouldn't that make more money?"
"Han Changping, do you mean to open a rice mill?"
Mayor Jiao looked at Han Changping in surprise and asked.
"Well, the equipment has been purchased and is on its way back. All we need now is a suitable house. I've thought of this idle tool factory in town."
"good……"
Snap...
Mayor Jiao excitedly slammed the table and stood up.
"Changping, leave this matter to me, but I also have a condition."
When Han Changping heard this, he quickly stood up.
"Mayor Jiao, please tell me if there's anything I, Han Changping, can help with."
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