The leisurely life of the reborn daddy

As for the other few people, there is no news.

By this time, Wang Zhifeng also realized that they had no chance with Xuemeng Food Factory.

Before coming here, Wang Zhifeng was mentally prepared for this, and he didn't feel particularly sad.

In terms of scale or popularity, Xuemeng Food Factory has not reached the level that most people would pursue.

After sending the specific address of Xuemeng Food Factory to Fu Xianghui and Tong Jiayi, Wang Zhifeng concentrated on his work.

Unlike the people he contacted in Beijing, Cao Shujie wrote all the contact numbers on the list.

But the three people in Shanghai didn't have any contact numbers, only their work units and names. Wang Zhifeng had to find out the rest himself.

Wang Zhifeng is now not even sure whether this person is still working in his original unit, which has invisibly increased the difficulty of Wang Zhifeng's work.

But Wang Zhifeng knew in his heart that this was the normal working state. Those people in Beijing were the food that came to his door, but he had not yet taken them all down.

Although he knew there were many reasons for this, Wang Zhifeng still felt that he had not done his job well.

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When Wang Zhifeng launched a new round of poaching in Shanghai, Fu Xiangfeng called his wife and said he would have to work overtime at the research institute for two days.

At the same time, I took two days off from the research institute and took the high-speed train directly to Yiling City.

Another person named Tong Jiayi also got on the high-speed train to Yiling City. So weren't those two on the same train?

Moreover, Tong Jiayi is different from Fu Xianghui. Tong Jiayi has decided to work at Xuemeng Food Factory. He simply quit his research job in Beijing and prepared to go to Qingshi Town to earn an annual salary of one million.

He was confident in his abilities and was not worried that his visit would be in vain.

Time passed slowly in the two people's different moods. For them, the future was a gamble.

It’s just that Tong Jiayi has already risked his life and given everything he has.

In contrast, Fu Xianghui is still hesitant and hesitant.

But there was no way. Tong Jiayi was the typical example of a man who fed his whole family, while Fu Xianghui had a wife and children, and his children were still in elementary school in Beijing.

Before the unexpected incident of being poached by Xuemeng Food Factory, his wife Yang Xiaoxin had already made plans for their son's future studies.

It can even be extended to his son Fu Zikang's five-year short-term plan, or even his 5-year medium- and long-term plan, and his 10-year life plan.

It is very difficult to get Yang Xiaoxin to change her position in just a few days.

Even though Xuemeng Food Factory offered Fu Xianghui an annual salary of 200 million, a house in the provincial capital, and helped his son go to school in the provincial capital, Yang Xiaoxin was still not tempted.

She firmly expressed her position to her husband Fu Xianghui that they and their daughter would stay in Beijing and he could go wherever he wanted.

Fu Xianghui felt a little sad. He couldn't share his stress with anyone else, not even his wife, which made him feel very heavy.

I feel very depressed and I have no idea where my future lies.

In this very strange mood, Fu Xianghui got off the train at Yiling Railway Station.

After exiting the train station, Fu Xianghui was still thinking that his time was limited. Instead of wasting time by taking a long-distance bus or a rural bus, he might as well take a taxi to the Xuemeng Food Factory in Qingshi Town to meet and chat with his old colleague Cao Shujie.

But what he didn't expect was that when he just came out of the train station and was about to hail a taxi, Fu Xianghui heard someone calling him: "Old Fu, Old Fu, I'm here."

The voice is familiar, but I haven't heard it in a long time.

Following the voice, Fu Xianghui saw a face that was different from what he remembered.
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He could still recognize the outline of the face in his memory; he was his former colleague Cao Shujie.

"Lao Cao, why are you here?" Fu Xianghui couldn't believe it and subconsciously called out his old name.

Cao Shujie said with a smile: "Manager Wang told me that you were coming today, and I checked the buses from Beijing. I thought you would be here soon, and I had nothing else to do, so I came here early to wait."

Fu Xianghui was very touched and was just thinking about saying a few words of thanks when Cao Shujie came over, grabbed the backpack in his hand, turned around and took him out.

"Old Fu, we haven't seen each other for almost seven years. Today I will take you to our village to have something delicious. You can have a good rest tonight. We can talk about anything tomorrow."

Fu Xianghui opened his mouth, but there was no clear response for a moment.

Seeing that Fu Xianghui remained silent, Cao Shujie seemed to understand what he was thinking, and continued, "Old Fu, don't have any psychological burden. Whether you stay this time or not, it will not affect our friendship for many years."

In Cao Shujie's view, he and Fu Xianghui were colleagues for more than 20 years in their previous life. At that time, their situations were similar and both were under a lot of pressure. They would get together to complain whenever they had time. After more than 20 years, the two have become good friends who can talk about anything.

In addition, as research talents like them each have their own projects and there is no clear conflict of interest, they are not just colleagues but also very good friends.

Fu Xianghui didn't think too much about it. He always felt that he got along well with Cao Shujie.

When the two met again at this time, they felt very close.

The two came to the parking lot together. Cao Shujie took him to his Land Rover Range Rover, opened the door and shouted to Fu Xianghui to get in.

"Old Fu, let me tell you, the beef in our village is absolutely the best in Yiling City. Eat more later, have a good rest tonight, and go to Xuemeng Food Factory early tomorrow morning." Cao Shujie said.

"Let's go, I saw a lot of people on the Internet saying that the beef in your village is delicious. Thanks to you, I'm going to try it today."

After he finished speaking, Fu Xianghui turned his head and looked at the car next to him: "Lao Cao, this is the car you bought. It must be worth three or four million, right?"

After all, Fu Xianghui earns more than 50 yuan a year. Although he has always been obsessed with project research, it does not mean that he is ignorant of the outside world.

Cao Shujie said, "It's just a means of transportation. Old Fu, hurry up and get in."

Fu Xianghui and Cao Shujie got into the car one on each side. Seeing Cao Shujie driving the car himself, Fu Xianghui even joked with him: "Old Cao, you are so successful now, why don't you find a driver for yourself?"

"I have a driver, but we haven't seen each other for many years. I thought I'd chat with you today. Just the two of us are enough." Cao Shujie drove out of the parking lot and drove outside.

While driving, he told Fu Xianghui about his past few years and also introduced the situation of Xuemeng Food Factory to Fu Xianghui. Wang Zhifeng had already briefly introduced the scale, production, operation, sales and other data of Xuemeng Food Factory to Fu Xianghui, but it was far less detailed than what Cao Shujie said now.

Wang Zhifeng still has concerns about some of the data and dares not tell outsiders, but Cao Shujie, as the boss of Xuemeng Food Factory, has no such concerns.

Hearing Cao Shujie telling the details of the company he founded, Fu Xianghui felt more and more touched. Just when the two were talking enthusiastically, Cao Shujie drove through Pingyuan County and did not stop, but continued to drive towards Caojiazhuang.

During this process, Fu Xianghui would occasionally look outside and he found that compared with the capital, this place was indeed very backward.

However, we should not judge things by appearances. Take this old colleague of mine next to me for example. Who would have thought that he would have developed to where he is today in just 7 years?

Finally, Cao Shujie drove to the entrance of the farm restaurant in Caojiazhuang, opened the door and got out of the car, and Fu Xianghui followed him out.

Cao Shujie pointed at the farmhouse restaurant and introduced it to Fu Xianghui: "Old Fu, don't underestimate this restaurant, many people from the city or the province come here to eat."

"Without further ado, the beef here is raised by me personally in the orchard, and it tastes amazing," Cao Shujie said confidently.

He looked at Caojiazhuang, which was bathed in the orange light of the setting sun, and the farmhouse restaurant in front of him, then looked at the mountain next to it that reached the sky, thinking about the information he had deliberately searched online in the past few days, and subconsciously asked: "Old Cao, is that the orchard on this mountain?"

"Well, it's here. I contracted the front area and turned it into an orchard, and the back area is being developed into a barren hill. I invested more than 1 million yuan, but only one-third of the progress has been completed." Cao Shujie introduced the situation here to his old colleague.

After hearing about the situation on the mountain from Cao Shujie's introduction, Fu Xianghui also wanted to go to the orchard to take a look.

Cao Shujie also wanted to take him up there for a walk, but the time was not right, so Cao Shujie told him that it would not be too late to go up there early tomorrow morning.

"Old Fu, you came at an unfortunate time this time. There is only the last wave of strawberries left in my orchard, and it will be gone soon." Cao Shujie told him.

Fu Xianghui also felt a little regretful. He told Cao Shujie, "It's a pity that I don't usually pay much attention to information on the Internet. If Manager Wang hadn't come to find me this time, I wouldn't have known that you had caused such a big commotion in your hometown."

"I had nothing to do, so I just did some small things." Cao Shujie said modestly.

Fu Xianghui smiled, facts speak louder than words.

Cao Shujie can be humble, but he cannot take it lightly.

Cao Shujie led the way in front, and the two entered the farm restaurant together. Fu Xianghui, who was walking behind, observed a detail. When they walked in, many people wearing the work clothes of the farm restaurant would subconsciously nod and greet them.

Without asking, Fu Xianghui understood that Cao Shujie must have shares in this restaurant, it was just a question of how much.

When Fu Xianghui tasted the specialty beef at the farm restaurant, he couldn't stop eating it.

Cao Shujie even joked with him: "Old Fu, just eat slowly. When you go back, I will pack some for you to take back so that your wife and children can have a taste too."

Looking at Cao Shujie's enthusiastic face, Fu Xianghui felt a little sad. His wife thought this place was too small and the educational resources here were backward compared to Beijing, so she was unwilling to come here.

Fu Xianghui wanted to explain to him, but he couldn't find the words.

Cao Shujie was unaware of the pressure Fu Xianghui was feeling. He picked up a piece of braised beef and introduced to Fu Xianghui his method of raising the cows, including scientific breeding in the later stages.

After hearing Cao Shujie tell the details of the breeding, Fu Xianghui realized that Cao Shujie was not just playing around.

Not long after, the waiter brought over another basin of washed strawberries, which were picked freshly by Cao Shujie from the strawberry garden on the mountain.

He pointed at the strawberries in the basin and said to Fu Xianghui, "Old Fu, try the strawberries I grew myself. I guarantee that they taste better than the fruits you usually eat."

Fu Xianghui didn't hesitate to pick up a strawberry and put it directly into his mouth, chewing it slowly.

He didn't care at first, but after chewing it for a while, Fu Xianghui felt that the strawberry tasted better and better.

It had the same aroma as the strawberries he had eaten before, unlike many new varieties of strawberries cultivated today, which overly pursue appearance and size, but ignore the fact that strawberries are essentially fruits and their taste is what is most important.

What's even more ridiculous is that those strawberries that look beautiful and flashy can be sold at a very high price.

"Lao Cao, how do you grow these strawberries?" Fu Xianghui was very interested.

Cao Shujie smiled and said to Fu Xianghui, "Old Fu, it's a coincidence. After I came back from Beijing, I inherited the orchard my parents gave me. But I found a problem. The kiwifruit trees in the orchard have a long growth cycle, don't produce a lot of fruit, and are prone to disease. The most important thing is that the fruit doesn't taste good. I was wondering if there was anything that could change that."

"You know we are all doing research in this area. I thought about it day and night, thinking about how to solve this problem. Believe it or not, I finally found a way."

Speaking of this, Fu Xianghui became excited. He even stopped eating and kept staring at Cao Shujie, wanting to hear his solution.

Moreover, Fu Xianghui also realized that what Cao Shujie said might have a lot to do with why he asked him to come.

Cao Shujie did not hide anything from Fu Xianghui and told him about his ideas for designing the nutrient solution.

Fortunately, Fu Xianghui could understand many of the professional terms that Cao Shujie used.

Fu Xianghui became more and more engaged as he listened. He had not expected that Cao Shujie would have such a fantastic idea.

"I understand. What you're doing is the same as providing nutritional supplements to people," said Fu Xianghui.

Cao Shujie nodded and said, "I have designed the first generation of nutrient solution, but the second generation is only halfway done. This is a huge project, and I need more people to research it together. As for the third and fourth generations, I only have ideas."

There is not even a theory.

"So you built a research institute just to do this research?" Fu Xianghui understood.

Cao Shujie nodded and said to Fu Xianghui, "Old Fu, I have conducted experiments over the years and the first generation of nutrient solution I developed is effective for many plants. Do you understand?"

Fu Xianghui must have understood what it meant. Because of this, Fu Xianghui thought of the great financial potential of this nutrient solution.

"I didn't have any money before, so I have been developing various projects to raise money. Now I have some savings, the laboratory has been built, and various equipment is also being purchased. If you are willing to come, I will hand over this laboratory to you."

After hearing Cao Shujie's promise, Fu Xianghui couldn't take it lightly.

(End of this chapter)