Chapter 738: My son is too sensible, it’s not good
"Thank you for your concern, Mr. Yang. I won't need it for now. If you really need it, I will trouble you, Mr. Yang."
After hearing what the other party said, Zhou Anan couldn't help but narrow her eyes and said a word of gratitude.
Manager Wen, who is in charge of the Lizhou Tianrun Supermarket project, did not call him to report. So what was the trouble that Young Master Yang was talking about?
Of course, as one of the top second-generation rich people in Lizhou, Zhou Anan would not think that the other party would tease him for no reason. There must be some uncontrollable factors involved.
Perhaps because the incident happened not long ago, or perhaps the matter was not serious, Manager Wen felt that he could handle it.
However, as a major shareholder, he must be concerned.
"Okay, if Brother An needs anything, just let me know."
Seeing the other party say this, Yang Busheng was not surprised and said something polite.
He had some understanding of the power of this hidden tycoon, and this time he called him just to make himself familiar with him.
Whether or not you can help is one thing;
Whether or not one is willing to help is another matter.
The relationship between people is sublimated in such hypocritical courtesies.
"Okay, thank you, Mr. Yang."
After hanging up the phone, Zhou Anan looked at the two girls opposite who were concentrating on eating desserts, and did not call Manager Wen immediately.
Anyway, if something really goes wrong, it won’t take long.
"Brother An, goodbye."
"goodbye."
After the two little girls had eaten and drunk their fill, Zhou Anan drove them home and went to the Tianrun Supermarket which was under construction.
At this time, the old station site is surrounded by a row of walls, and you can vaguely see the foundation of a
The construction site was not as bustling as Zhou Anan had imagined, and it looked a bit quiet.
This is a bit abnormal.
After the land was auctioned, the supermarket construction project was quickly put through bidding and was successfully won by a relatively well-known construction company in Hangzhou. It was estimated to cost 52 million yuan and be completed before the end of July 2008.
Although it is close to the Chinese New Year, it is impossible that there is no one at the construction site.
"Hello, Manager Wen..."
Zhou Anan called the person in charge of Tianrun Group and made an appointment to meet in the private room of Blue Sky Coffee, then drove over.
Sitting in the box, Zhou Anan couldn't help but smile playfully as she listened to the other party talking about the problems encountered during the construction.
He didn't expect that the promises made by the relevant departments before the bidding were no longer effective.
After the construction started, some nearby residents complained about the nuisance, and a certain jurisdiction department in Lizhou actually took over the case. After inspecting it, they directly issued a rectification notice.
In addition, the construction company that won the bid also encountered a temporary problem and its construction machinery was stopped remotely.
That's a bit of a coincidence.
"Okay, I understand. Please urge the construction company. I'll have someone handle the local affairs in Lizhou."
Zhou Anan didn't want to care about the construction party.
If the work cannot be completed on time, just ask the other party to compensate you. You are just in an employment relationship, there is no need to show favoritism.
"OK."
Seeing that the big boss took on the most troublesome task, Manager Wen naturally did not hesitate.
To be honest, dealing with local affairs is far more troublesome and tedious than dealing with large companies.
At the construction company, everyone just needs to follow the contract, but local affairs require dealing with all walks of life, and it is not something that can be easily resolved by sitting in the office and making a few phone calls.
"It's almost the New Year anyway, so let's just do it this way for this year."
With nothing else to do, Zhou Anan began to serve tea to the guests.
Not long after Manager Wen left, a young man in a suit and tie knocked on the door and walked in: "Mr. Zhou."
"Here I am. What would you like to drink?"
Looking at Manager Hu who was full of energy, Zhou Anan smiled and asked him to sit down.
"I'll just have coffee."
After taking a look at the coffee in front of the mobile phone, Hu Cong didn't hesitate and ordered a cup of coffee.
"I need your help to check something..."
As for the person who reported it, Zhou Anan felt that he was definitely not a decent citizen and was most likely doing it for money.
In addition, Hu Cong, the local underground city leader, is also capable of investigating the affairs of the relevant department.
Of course, Zhou Anan, who had been looking for the truth since he was a child, did not forget the air strikes.
After Hu Cong said goodbye and left, Zhou Anan picked up his phone and called someone: "Brother Tong, when are you free to have tea together?"
Since the enemy is hiding in the dark, Zhou Anan feels that it cannot be excessive to be on guard and that he must be fully prepared.
When a lion fights a rabbit, it needs to use all its strength to prevent the prey from slipping away, let alone an enemy in the business world.
If you want to press it, press it all the way, but of course you have to ensure your own safety.
After making an appointment to have afternoon tea with Secretary Tong tomorrow, Zhou Anan looked at the time and got into the Volkswagen driven by Xiao Ping and went back to her hometown, carrying a bunch of Lucheng specialties in her hands.
If you don't put on enough acting, you won't be able to get past your dad.
"An An is back, come and help."
After getting off the bus at the village entrance, Zhou Anan walked a few steps to the door of her home. Before she entered the house, she heard her father's voice coming from the corner of the wall.
Putting down the two bags in her hands, Zhou Anan walked over and saw her father on the ladder pasting Spring Festival couplets on the side door.
In addition to my dad, my grandparents were also helping, one holding the ladder, and the other helping with the bottom corners of the Spring Festival couplets, with clear coordination and division of labor.
"Ah yeah, ah yeah."
"An An is back. When did you arrive?"
"Just arrived, Dad, are you putting up Spring Festival couplets so early?"
After walking over to greet grandparents, Zhou Anan picked up the iron basin filled with paste on the ground, held the ladder with one hand, and asked casually.
"It's already the 26th, it's still early. If you come back a few days later, you won't be able to celebrate the New Year."
Zhou Youliang couldn't help but complain about his son who came home so late even during the holidays.
"I'm not working part-time to earn a living. I'm a few days late."
Such a familiar smell, Zhou Anan was speechless and could only admit defeat.
"Have you made up your mind? Let's go to your eldest uncle's house for dinner tonight. We'll have a New Year's Eve celebration at night. Everyone, come to our house for lunch tomorrow. Don't run around."
Pressing down both sides of the Spring Festival couplets with his hands and patting the middle position as he walked down the ladder, Zhou Youliang told his son about his plans for the next two days so that he wouldn't run away again.
My son used to be very family-oriented, but since he graduated from high school, he has rarely been seen.
It is true that he earns money by working part-time, but as a father, he always feels that something is missing.
"Got it, Dad."
Listening to his father's nagging, Zhou Anan did not argue at all and cooperated well.
“…”
That uncomfortable feeling came back again. Zhou Youliang sorted it out and finally found something.
My son has become too sensible and doesn't respond anymore.
In the past, whenever he lectured his son, he would always retort a few words, so as to draw out what he wanted to say, pass on his years of social experience to his son, and enhance his reputation as a father.
Now, my son is so sensible. Not only does he stop talking back, he also works part-time to earn money.
I heard that he won a second-class scholarship again this semester and came home late for the New Year because of his work in the tutoring class, which made him, as a father, embarrassed to say anything to him.
I have so many things to say but I just can't say them. It feels so uncomfortable.
My son is too sensible, which is a bit uncomfortable.
Not knowing what her father was thinking, Zhou Anan helped him put up the Spring Festival couplets. Then she saw white snowflakes flying down. She reached out to catch them and they were still a little cold.
The third snow I saw in 2008 was quite heavy.
“An An…”
"Your mother called you. I'll finish it. Go help her."
Waving his hand, Zhou Youliang said somewhat listlessly.
"oh."
Without noticing her father's tone, Zhou Anan walked to the back of the house and saw her mother cleaning the feathers of chickens and ducks. The hot steam from the boiling water formed a thin mist.
Since the express delivery industry has almost stopped operating, my family’s online store has basically been closed except for a few customer service staff who take turns on duty.
My mother, who is the owner of an online shop, has time to prepare New Year’s goods at home.
"Mom, how's the online store business going lately?"
Sitting on a small stool, Zhou Anan began her daily chat.
When it comes to plucking feathers, the big chicken and duck feathers are easy as they can be removed by just smoothing them down. However, the small feathers are more annoying and need to be plucked out one by one.
Especially since the chickens and ducks were raised by my grandmother at home and had not gone through any of the procedures that the market owner had gone through, it was even more troublesome.
Fortunately, Zhou Anan and her mother are both free now, so they can chat while plucking the hair slowly, and time passes quickly.
Because of being listed on both TB and JD Mall, the sales of 'Xiongxiongjia' thermos cups have achieved a leapfrog growth.
In November and December last year alone, more than 100,000 orders were sold, with sales exceeding 4 million and profits exceeding one million.
All in all, my mother's online store made a profit of at least 1.8 million last year. After deducting labor costs, the net profit was about 1.5 million.
If you're not careful, you can earn a million a year.
Moreover, my family has invested in three houses this year, which have huge potential for appreciation in the future, and the total value is at least tens of millions.
On the contrary, the Audi I bought for my dad was an absolute money-loser.
"After your dad bought the car, he never lent it to anyone, and he would go and clean it whenever he had free time."
Talking about the family's newly purchased Audi A4, Wang Jingyu smiled and pointed to the new black car on the road next to the house.
“It’s very clean.”
After taking a look at the shiny Audi, Zhou Anan, who knew her father's character well, just sighed slightly.
This Audi is considered one of the top five "luxury cars" in the village. For the father who values his reputation, this time he has gained a lot of face. One can imagine how proud he is deep down.
I guess this is the third most boastful thing for my dad since he was admitted to No. 1 Middle School and founded the quarry.
Of course, buying three houses plus a building occupying two storefronts is also a very proud event.
Even more than ten years later, my father would occasionally talk about the first two things.
It was this Audi A4. If he had not strongly dissuaded him on the phone before, citing a series of irresistible factors, and God had snowed, his father would have given up the idea of driving to the school to pick him up.
After spending an entire afternoon working, Zhou Anan suddenly calmed down. She felt a little uncomfortable, and also had a hint of imperceptible comfort.
We had dinner at my eldest uncle's house. In accordance with the Lizhou custom of celebrating the New Year at the end of the year, the four families of brothers and sisters of my father's generation gathered together. Even Zhou Shun, who was very busy as a store manager in the city, was called back.
There were about twenty dishes on a large round table, and everyone basically ate while standing.
The adults chatted and talked about their work, occasionally bragging a little, especially the brother and sister Zhou Youliang and Zhou Yuping.
".In less than a month, the price has increased by 300 yuan per square meter, and the price of a house has increased by 40,000 yuan. If the house on Qianhong Road didn't need more money to be built, I would have bought another one."
(End of this chapter)
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