"Dad, are Big Brother and Zhiqiu just fooling around? Are you just going to let them do what they want?"

Huang Kailin had high hopes for running the factory. When he heard the second brother's words, he immediately glared at him.

"You know nothing! Momo helped our Huang family get a big order. The contract has been signed. It was my suggestion to set up a factory. It's not your turn to comment!"

Upon hearing that Yun Mo had taken a big order, Huang Jianguo and Peng Fang looked at each other.

Peng Fang asked quickly: "What big order? How come we didn't know about this?"

Huang Kailin looked at the couple unhappily, "Why did Zhiqiu and I come here today? Didn't we just come to tell you about this?"

When Huang Jianguo and Peng Fang heard that Yun Mo had actually accepted a large order of 10,000 rice dumpling boxes, their eyes lit up.

There are 10,000 of them. Even if you can only make a few cents from each zongzi, that would still be several thousand yuan.

Now, Peng Fang's eyes changed when he looked at Huang Zhiqiu, as if he was looking at a piece of gold, and his tone was also flattering.

"Zhiqiu, how much do people pay you for making a rice dumpling box?"

"The unit price is 2.85 yuan."

"So little? How big is the box?"

Huang Zhiqiu put the rice dumpling box he brought on the table. "It's this big, 36 centimeters long, 18 centimeters wide, three layers, each layer is 10 centimeters high."

Looking at the box of rice dumplings on the table, Huang Jianjun and Peng Fang looked in surprise.

Although the couple had not done bamboo weaving for many years, they still had common sense. This rice dumpling box was so big and the craftsmanship was very complicated. It would take at least several hours to weave one.

It would be fine if you could weave it at home, as every household has a bamboo forest and it doesn't cost money to cut down the bamboo, it just takes time.

But opening a factory is different. After adding up the costs of building a factory building, hiring workers, and various other expenses, this box of rice dumplings can't even be sold for 3 yuan, which is not cost-effective.

"Zhiqiu, you only sell this rice dumpling box for 2.8 yuan each, can you make money?"

"It's possible to make money, but it's not much. I estimated that after completing this order, after deducting costs and expenses, there must be a profit of two to three thousand yuan."

Hearing that they could earn two or three thousand yuan, Huang Jianguo and Peng Fang became tempted again.

"If we invest 100 yuan, how much can we get?"

"According to the investment ratio, if the profit can reach 3,000, an investment of 100 can get 30 yuan."

Peng Fang curled her lips, "It's just that little? When will I get the 100 yuan I invested back?"

"Sister-in-law, the investment money is invested in the construction of the factory. Unless you withdraw your shares, you can't take out the money. But as long as the factory makes money, you and brother can share the dividends according to the investment ratio."

"What if we lose money?"

"If we make money, we all make it together. If we lose money, we all bear the consequences together."

Peng Fang's eyes widened. "According to you, if I lose money, I have to pay for it?"

Huang Zhiqiu patiently explained, "Second sister-in-law, it is normal to make money and lose money in business. If everyone makes money, then everyone will go into business, and who will stay at home to farm?"

Huang Kailin was rushing to the town to find the third brother, but when he saw that the second brother and his wife had understood what was going on, they didn't stay any longer.

"Alright, discuss this matter among yourselves and give us a reply as soon as possible. We still have to go to the third brother's house."

As soon as the father and daughter left, Peng Fang immediately pulled Huang Jianguo and whispered.

"I'm telling you, we can't get involved in your brother and his factory."

Huang Jianguo hesitated. "But what if Big Brother and Zhiqiu really succeed in this? One order can make thousands of dollars. If we take a few more orders a year, won't we be rich?"

Peng Fang threw a big thumbs-up at her husband's head in annoyance, "What the hell, if they really could make a lot of money, would they come to us? Do you think the money is too much to handle? Do you think it's so easy to get orders? You have no background and no connections, so who would care about you!"

If he had a business that could make a lot of money, he wouldn't look for someone else. Isn't it nice to make a fortune quietly?

"And do you think it's that easy to run a factory? Go to the town and see who among those who run factories doesn't have some connections and background? Just relying on your eldest brother and his men, they were able to run a factory. I can read my name backwards! If we get involved, it would be like throwing money into the water!"

After listening to Peng Fang's analysis, Huang Jianguo immediately gave up the idea.

"Wife, you are right. I will go to my father tomorrow to reject this matter."

"But don't be too sure. Just say that we are short of money. What if, I mean what if, your eldest brother and his people really build this factory, it won't be too late for us to get involved."

Huang Jianguo burst into laughter, "Wife, you are really smart!"

Fearing that they would be late, after leaving the second brother's house, Huang Kailin took Huang Zhiqiu to the neighboring village and planned to take a motorcycle to the town.

Chen Bin had just finished brunch and was about to go to town to drive his sports car, so he took the father and daughter with him.

When they arrived in the town, Chen Bin refused to accept Huang Kailin's taxi fare, saying that he was coming to the town anyway and taking the father and daughter with him was just a matter of convenience.

Huang Kailin took the money and said, "If you don't want money, I'll send you two rice sieves this afternoon."

“…”

Chen Bin didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "No, I haven't used the things you gave me last time."

"It will be useful during the Chinese New Year. Okay, it's settled. You go about your business and we'll be leaving first."

Looking at the father and daughter’s backs without turning back, Chen Bin could only scratch his head helplessly.

Soon, someone came out of the station, and Chen Bin quickly called out, "Motorcycle taxi, is there anyone who wants to take a motorcycle taxi?"

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Seeing Yun Mo sitting in the living room, Xie Xia stopped reflexively.

The next moment, she walked towards the living room, her eyes sweeping across the ten boxes of snacks neatly stacked on the table, and the vague feeling of suffocation in her heart suddenly dissipated.

When she got home last night, she was still feeling unhappy.

Even though I made so many snowflake cookies and she helped, I didn’t even give her a box.

That feeling is exactly the same as when Zhen Huan cried to Yongzheng, "It was a wrong choice after all."

Because of this, Xie Xia didn’t sleep well last night and got up so late today.

But now, seeing Yun Mo sitting on the sofa in her house with a sweet smile on her face, and ten boxes of snowflake crisps on the coffee table, Xie Xia suddenly felt that the weather was really good today, and everything looked particularly pleasing to the eye.

"When did you come? You didn't even tell me in advance, so I just got up."

Yun Mo smiled and said, "Just arrived a while ago."

Xie Xia glanced at the clock on the wall and said, "We'll have lunch at my house. I'll go see what's in the kitchen."

"OK."

"Then you sit for a while, I'll go upstairs to change clothes and come down."

"Um."

As soon as Xie Xia went upstairs, Luo Xuelan came back in a hurry.

Second update~ 　　 　 (End of this chapter)