Some international brands, do integration. You asked me to manage Heli Shopping Mall before, and I am familiar with the operation of major brands..."
Liu Xiangnian listened quietly to his grandson's talk about his career, just like he used to report to him about the operation of Heli Shopping Mall. He was definitely his most obedient grandson. Liu Xiangnian asked, "You let Zhiqian and Fan Qi shoot commercials for you?"
"Yes, the commercial that Fan Qi shot for me before was very effective. So I asked her to shoot the commercial. You have also seen Zhiqian. Most male stars cannot compare to his appearance and temperament. It is great that he is willing to help. Moreover, Zhiqian has a good relationship with Rongyuan, who is considered to be Zou Bijun's benefactor. If our clothing sales continue to increase and our product categories will expand, we must find a high-quality OEM factory. Zou Bijun's Western-style suits are undoubtedly the best choice. She manufactures for international brands, so the quality is guaranteed."
Rong Yuan, Zou Bijun? The radio was talking about the Lin family just now, and the grandson mentioned these two people. Liu Xiangnian thought of the change of ownership of the Lin family's property and the death of old master Lin.
"There are so many people making clothes in Gangcheng. Is there no one else besides Zou Bijun?" Liu Xiangnian glared at Feng Xueming.
Feng Xueming restrained himself from making sarcastic remarks. He said, "Grandpa, you have always taught me that business is business. There is only eternal profit in the business world. Don't mix too many personal feelings. Zou Bijun doesn't just have a foundry. She has connections in the entire clothing industry. What is your reason for not letting me cooperate with her?"
Reason? His own reason had already been blocked by his grandson. Liu Xiangnian felt a breath stuck in his chest.
Feng Xueming then turned the topic to Liu Xiangnian's health: "I heard from grandma that you haven't eaten much recently? You have to eat well. You also have to drink the soup she stewed for you."
Thinking of Wu Meiyun stewing fish soup for him every now and then, Liu Xiangnian felt sick: "She doesn't understand me. I told her not to stew fish soup for me."
Wu Meiyun came over and said, "Water fish nourishes the yin and kidneys, it's the right medicine for the condition. You used to eat it all the time, why don't you want to eat it now?"
Feng Xueming had heard Liao Yazhe tell him about the conversation between Fan Qi and his grandfather that day. Wasn't it because Fan Qi called him an "old turtle" that his grandfather didn't want to drink the water turtle soup?
Over the years, no matter whether he liked it or not, he had to like whatever his grandfather asked him to like, including not being able to study architecture and having to study business.
"Grandpa, please don't have a childish temper. You should eat what you are supposed to eat." Feng Xueming turned to Wu Meiyun and said, "Grandma, you should still make water fish soup for Grandpa every other day."
He imitated his cousin and put his hand on the back of his grandfather's hand: "Grandpa, it doesn't matter if you drink more or less, but you have to drink a few sips to keep your body healthy."
Liu Xiangnian could only keep Fan Qi's words in his heart. He wanted to refuse his grandson's words but couldn't, so he said, "Okay."
"Xue Ming has told you, are you willing to listen now?" said Old Mrs. Liu.
Feng Xueming stood up and said, "Grandpa, I have something else to do. I have to go. You have to take care of yourself and don't overwork yourself."
Liu Xiangnian watched Feng Xueming get in the car, and then watched the car turn around and drive out of Fanyuan. When Mrs. Liu saw her grandson leaving, she went back into the house, brought out a bowl of Huaishan fish soup, and put it on the table: "I stewed it early in the morning, drink it quickly!"
She put down the bowl and walked inside. Suddenly, Fanyuan became quiet again, with only two servants sweeping the floor at the door.
Liu Xiangnian looked at the fish soup on the table, his face trembling. He tried to restrain himself. He had been holding it in for so long, how could he hold it in any longer? He picked up the fish soup, endured Fan Qi's hateful face before him, and took two mouthfuls of the soup. He threw the bowl to the ground, and the porcelain pieces shattered into pieces on the granite floor.
The servant came over and quietly cleaned up the porcelain pieces on the floor. Liu Xiangnian turned on the radio with trembling hands. He wanted to hear news about his grandson, but was annoyed to hear news about Fan Qi:
"Today, the competition of "Who is the Stock God" begins, and actress Fan Qi becomes a contestant in the blink of an eye..."
The protagonist of the news, Fan Qi, had just bought the car that Chen Zhiqian mentioned in the newspaper, and he also listened to this radio station.
Fan Qi scratched his head. Fortunately, there was no Weibo in that era, otherwise, with Liao Jiqing and Xu Xia in their current situation, they would definitely have been fighting like crazy on Weibo, right?
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