He Wenlin played cards with them for two hours, and finally it was time to eat.
When they came out to eat, they saw Lin Fei in a corner, his eyes red, clearly having been crying.
He Wenlin walked over and teased, "Why are you crying at my older brother's wedding?"
He Wenlin's words only made things worse, causing Lin Fei's tears, which he had managed to stop, to flow again.
He wiped away his tears and said, "My mother lied to me. She took my money and built a house at home. She didn't buy a house in Shaoxing at all!"
He Wenlin: "..."
"For so many years, I've given her a thousand dollars of my salary every month to pay off her mortgage. If I hadn't overheard her talking today, I would still be in the dark. She's such a good actress, why doesn't she become one?"
Lin Fei was extremely angry and felt extremely wronged.
His friends have all bought houses and cars in Shaoxing. He originally thought he only didn't have a car, but now he doesn't have a car or a house either!
Lin Fei became increasingly upset as he thought about it.
He Wenlin never expected his mother to lie to him about buying a house. When they bought it before, it cost about a thousand yuan per square meter, but now it has doubled in price.
“Even if you do very well outside, you’ll still come back eventually. And your mother is getting old and will need to come back to live with us, so we still need to build a house.” He Wenlin patted his shoulder. “It’s okay. From now on, keep the money for yourself. Save it for two years, and then you can use it as a down payment to buy a big house!”
“The price has doubled now. If we had bought it together back then, we would have made a profit. I was thinking of saving some money this year to buy a used car, but now that's out of the question.”
"What's done is done, there's no point in thinking about it now."
What can you do with a mother who has such a short-sighted perspective?
We have no choice but to accept our fate.
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On the seventh day of the first lunar month, He Wenlin and her family drove back to Shaoxing.
He Shan and her family also set off on the same day.
He Wenlin's family brought two cars back this time.
He Wenlin's family brought two cars back this time. She and her father each drove one, and He Wenlin picked up her uncle and Xu Haibo.
The second aunt's side also wanted to ride with them, thinking they could save on fares, but He Wenlin refused, saying the car was full. It was true she didn't want to give them a ride, but it was also true the car was full; He Wenlin's car also needed to carry Lin Fei and He Lanying's mother and son.
We arrived in Shaoxing on the morning of the eighth day of the lunar new year.
We quickly emptied the two trunks full of local specialties we brought.
He Wenlin went to the cake factory for a visit. During the Chinese New Year, food factories and fast food restaurants were closed, but cake shops were open, so the cake processing plant was also operating.
However, business is not very good for cake shops during the first few days of the Lunar New Year; it's better before Lunar New Year's Eve.
He Wenlin stayed there until noon, went home for lunch, and then visited various cake shops.
As a business owner, it's essential to visit your stores.
Otherwise, how would we know the specific situation of the stores?
Of course, she doesn't have many stores now, so she can still go and check them out herself. But if she has dozens or hundreds of stores in the future, then she'll have to let the supervisors do this job. Even if she goes on a store tour, she can only go to the worst and the best stores.
On the sixteenth day of the first lunar month, He Wenlin returned to Shanghai.
She drove away in the Santana that her father was driving, but left the Mercedes-Benz to her parents.
I've said before that if He's behaves well, his dad will buy him a Mercedes-Benz. It's been years, and he still hasn't. His bad habits have improved a lot now, so we'll keep the Mercedes for him.
He Wenlin drove her Santana to her villa in Shanghai late at night.
The next day, when he drove his old car to register at the school, he ran into Duan Hongrui and his friends again.
Upon seeing Duan Hongrui, He Wenlin nodded to him gracefully as a greeting.
However, Duan Hongrui's attitude became much colder.
He Wenlin assumed that he had been rejected by her, which was why his attitude had changed. She didn't think much of it and didn't care.
She was thinking that since she had no feelings for him anyway, it was better to be indifferent.
He Wenlin was very busy after the start of the school year. She had to attend classes at school, and after school, she had to take care of the opening of the new store in her spare time.
He Wenlin recruited three apprentices in Shanghai and arranged for them to learn at a cake processing factory in Shaoxing. One person was assigned to each position, specializing in decorating cakes, making room-temperature cakes, and making bread.
During the training period in Shaoxing, meals and accommodation are provided, and the salary is 500 yuan. An assessment will be arranged at the end of April, and the salary will be increased according to each person's ability and performance, with a minimum increase of 200 yuan.
There will be assessments every six months thereafter, and salaries will be increased based on skills and performance, with a minimum increase of 200 yuan. There will also be a 13th-month bonus at the end of the year.
However, they cannot change jobs within six years.
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At the end of February, He Wenhua and He Wenjun received their travel permits, and the two brothers arranged to meet He Wenlin at the Wanwan Night Market.
He Wenlin planned to take a week off and invite her parents to go to Taiwan together.
But you should do your research before you go.
When Master Ma from the cake factory saw He Wenlin making a travel plan for Taiwan, he mentioned that he knew a Taiwanese chef when he used to work at a hotel.
Upon hearing this, He Wenlin immediately said, "Are you still in contact? We'd like to visit the night market there to see what products sell best and learn from them."
He Wenlin didn't mention hand-pulled pancakes; that's a trade secret and can't be revealed casually.
"I'll give it a try."
Master Ma contacted Master Lin from that province.
Coincidentally, the parents of the person in question run a business at the night market.
However, they weren't selling hand-pulled pancakes, but rather danzai noodles.
"Could you arrange to meet this Mr. Lin? I need to talk to him about something."
If these guys go to Taiwan and don't have any connections to learn how to make hand-pulled pancake dough, they might not be able to find anyone to teach them, and they might even be asked for an exorbitant price.
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