Sunlight streamed into the room, and Han Fei finally put down his pen and stretched.
The biggest problem in starting an entertainment company is funding. Han Fei needs to earn enough capital to execute each item in the business plan step by step.
Early in the morning, Han Chengshan was drooling as he looked at the fried dough stick in Xiao Qi's hand, which startled Xiao Qi so much that she hid behind Xiao Lao Liu.
The sixth brother blocked his third brother's view with his body: "Third brother, don't scare the seventh brother!"
Han Chengshan said with a bitter face, "Xiao Qi, can you give your third brother half a fried dough stick to satisfy his craving?"
"Hehehe!" Little Seven poked her head out and stuck out her tongue at him: "Grandpa said Third Brother can't eat this!"
Han Chengshan said with a long face, "When will this ever end!"
"Today is the end."
Upon hearing this, Han Chengshan looked up in surprise and saw the old man dressed in his outdoor clothes.
"Grandpa, are you going out?"
Does this mean my ban is about to be lifted?
"Come on, I'll take you to school."
"No need, I'm a grown-up, I can go to school by myself! Grandpa, can I eat as much as I want today?"
"able."
"Great! I want to eat roasted chicken legs, braised pig's trotters, and braised ribbonfish..."
"Stop reciting the menu, or you'll be late if you don't leave now."
Han Fei told Old Xu to watch over the younger ones, and then took Han Chengwu to school to cancel his leave.
"Brother Shan is back!"
"Hurry up and go to the school gate to greet Brother Shan!"
"Great! Brother Shan is finally back!"
"This is called a triumphant return! The school sports meet is just around the corner, and Brother Shan's return is perfect timing!"
"Brother Shan will definitely lead our class to a Grand Slam this time!"
Han Chengshan's fans came to the school gate to greet him.
Han Fei raised an eyebrow: "Quite a show of force."
Han Chengshan scratched his head sheepishly: "Brothers, you flatter me."
"You can go straight back to the classroom. I'll go to the homeroom teacher's office to help you cancel your leave."
"Okay! Grandpa, don't forget your promise to prepare a good meal for me tonight!"
"Alright! Go quickly!"
The dean of students was also in the homeroom teacher's office. When Han Fei arrived, all the teachers in the office fell silent, their eyes filled with curiosity and respect as they looked at him.
Upon learning that Han Chengshan had been ganged up on by upperclassmen from the neighboring middle school, they were preparing to seek justice when they heard that the old man had already taken his child there, without bothering the elementary school at all.
However, the news that followed was not good; there was no evidence, and the matter had to be dropped.
Just as they were sighing with regret, during Han Chengshan's leave to recuperate, a series of astonishing news emerged, all of them big news!
First, the Minister of Education was dismissed, then a group of people got into trouble, and then the principal and teachers of the neighboring middle school were replaced. Just when everyone thought the matter was over, the fire spread to their elementary school.
The elementary school principal changed a couple of days ago!
It wasn't that they were overthinking things, but rather that things were too coincidental. Han Chengshan suffered a great loss on one side, while everyone who had bullied Han Chengshan and tried to cover up this brawl was in big trouble on the other.
"Grandpa Han Chengshan, are you here to report back from leave? Has Han Chengshan's injury healed?"
"The little rascal is very resilient and has fully recovered. If he hadn't come to school soon, he might have torn the house apart. So I have no choice but to send him to school for education. Please help me discipline him properly."
"You're joking. Although Han Chengshan's grades aren't good, he still has his strengths. We're looking forward to him shining and bringing glory to our class at the school sports meet!"
After exchanging a few polite words, Han Fei left, but as soon as he left, the office erupted in chaos:
"This old man must be someone of extraordinary status."
"Is this really a place selling candied hawthorns?"
"His demeanor and manner of speaking are completely unlike what one would expect!"
"Could these major events really be related to him?"
The dean of students said sternly, "Regardless of whether this matter has anything to do with this old man, as long as we do our job well, do not favor any student, and are fair and just, we will not end up like those people."
...
Han Fei and Old Man Xu set up their candied hawthorn stall as usual. Han Fei considered that he needed capital, and the hawthorn trees in the villager's house were almost bare. If he continued to do this business, he would run out of stock. If he went to the wholesale market to buy goods, those people would definitely think he was a sucker when they learned that he was the "Candied Hawthorn Grandpa" who made flat candied hawthorns.
Just as Han Fei was pondering what kind of business to start, he saw three candied hawthorn stalls pushing their carts over.
Han Fei frowned: "Why are they setting up a stall here?"
This city isn't too big or too small; it has over two hundred primary schools. Because his and Old Xu's "Candied Hawthorn Grandpa" stall is so popular, the other vendors who used to set up stalls here have moved to other primary schools to avoid competing with them.
Old Xu sighed, "I don't know what's wrong with them lately. These people keep coming here to set up stalls, but even though we're here, they can't sell a single one."
Han Fei became alert. He kept an eye on those people out of the corner of his eye and realized that they were not there to sell candied hawthorns at all. Setting up a stall was probably just a cover. Their real purpose was probably to steal the techniques!
"You noticed it too, didn't you?" Old Xu lowered his voice: "The other day you were at home with the youngest son, and they saw that I was all alone, so they started to have bad ideas. Someone has already asked me if I need help. Their help is just an excuse; they really want to learn from me."
"They can't steal much."
"Old Han, I'm even more worried because they can't steal the master's techniques. It seems like they've already joined forces."
Han Fei also noticed that these people were exchanging glances and were clearly very familiar with each other.
Old Xu's concerns were not unfounded; judging from his posture, he was indeed showing signs of being cornered and resorting to desperate measures.
He and Old Man Xu were the only two people, while the other side could easily gather a large number of people, most of whom were young and strong.
"I need to think of a way." Han Fei narrowed his eyes.
"Old Han, should we call the police?"
"They didn't do anything, so what grounds do you have for calling the police?"
"I always felt they were going to do something, and by the time they acted, it would be too late!"
"Then let's lure you into the trap and strike first!"
"What's the meaning?"
Han Fei beckoned, and Old Man Xu leaned closer to listen.
As Old Xu listened, he let out a sly laugh: "Old Han, you've got some nerve!"
...
The candied hawthorn skewers were still selling like hotcakes; all 300 skewers sold out in no time. Han Fei sighed, "They sold out too fast. Kids, you should all go home now."
"I want to eat! Grandpa, please make some more!"
"Grandpa, go home and get some more to sell. I'll wait for you here!"
"Yes, we can wait for you!"
Han Fei looked helpless. He would usually refuse with a smile, but this time he surprisingly agreed: "Okay, I'll go back and do it now. It might take a long time. Are you really going to wait here?"
"Let's go back to the school playground and play for a while. We'll come out to find you when you arrive."
"Anyway, the sports meet is next week, let's go to the playground to train."
"Grandpa, hurry back!"
Han Fei hurried back under the expectant gazes of the children. He sensed someone following him and knew that the fish had taken the bait.
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