The leisurely life of the reborn daddy

"Cooperate with universities? How to cooperate?" Cheng Xiaolin asked subconsciously.

"Xue Meng Food Factory can serve as an internship base for colleges and universities, and can also donate some money to certain college projects." Cao Shujie told his wife.

This is also a common method used by some companies and universities to cooperate.

We often see companies donating to universities. Objectively speaking, corporate donations all have their purposes.

There are basically no companies that donate without asking for anything in return.

Cao Shujie couldn't do that either.

"Do you have a goal?" Cheng Xiaolin asked her husband.

Cao Shujie told her about several agricultural universities, including Beijing Agricultural University, Huazhong Agricultural University, Dongshan Agricultural University, etc., which are relatively close to Xuemeng Food Factory.

Cheng Xiaolin nodded, and then asked him puzzledly: "Shujie, why didn't you ask those big headhunting companies to help you poach people?"

"If I didn't know, I would have paid them to poach people."

Cheng Xiaolin understood what her husband meant.

Her husband originally worked in this field and knew some talents in the industry whom he thought were suitable, so he did not look for a professional headhunting company.

"But I may still seek help from headhunters later on," he said.

……

On a high-speed train from Shanghai to Yiling Railway Station, I heard the train broadcast saying that Yiling Station was about to arrive and asked passengers who were getting off to prepare in advance.

Wang Zhifeng put on his backpack early and prepared to get off the bus.

He did not inform the company's fleet when he came back this time, thinking it would be more convenient to take a long-distance bus from here to Qingshi Town.

In addition, Wang Zhifeng has been out for a week and misses his wife and two children very much. Wang Zhifeng wants to go home first.

If he called the company to notify the fleet to pick him up, he would definitely have to report to the company again.

……

In Beijing, Fu Xianghui came to Qingshi Town to meet and chat with Cao Shujie, and also visited Mengmeng Orchard and Xuemeng Food Factory.

After returning to Beijing, he went to work at the research institute as usual. After get off work, he went home to accompany his son to study with his wife.

Compared with the past, Fu Xianghui has spent significantly more time with his son these past two days. Even his wife Yang Xiaoxin has noticed Fu Xianghui's abnormal behavior.

Yang Xiaoxin thought that something must have happened to her husband, but she did not ask on the spot.

That night, after their son Fu Zikang went to bed, Yang Xiaoxin did not go to bed as usual. She called out to Fu Xianghui who was about to go to bed: "Xianghui, do you have anything to say? Let's have a good chat."

Fu Xianghui looked at his wife, seeming to want to say something but stopping himself.

He has already told his wife some things, but she is still immersed in her own plans and does not understand his feelings.

Late at night, when everyone was asleep, Fu Xianghui sat alone on the balcony of his home, looking at the gray sky outside. He always felt a little depressed in his heart, and had a lot to say, but he couldn't find anyone to communicate with.

Two days ago, I went to Yiling City to inspect Xuemeng Food Factory and met my old colleague Cao Shujie whom I hadn't seen for many years. When Fu Xianghui was having dinner and chatting with Cao Shujie, he suddenly felt that he and Cao Shujie had a very good chat.

But when he came back to face his wife, there were many topics he couldn't talk about.

If he said a few more words, it would be like he was complaining to his wife.

Regarding whether he would go to Xuemeng Food Factory to be in charge of the laboratory, he promised to give Cao Shujie a definite answer within a week.

Two days have passed now, and Fu Xianghui has been thinking about how to tell his wife about this matter. However, he feels distressed when he thinks about the quarrel that will occur after he tells his wife.

Hearing his wife calling him tonight, Fu Xianghui sat on the sofa and hesitated for a while before speaking out his thoughts.

But before he could finish, Yang Xiaoxin suddenly asked him, "Xiang Hui, you called me a few days ago and said that you had a project that required you to work overtime for two days at the institute overnight. You didn't work overtime, did you?"

Fu Xianghui said subconsciously: "I worked overtime."

"But I called your institute that day because of something, and they answered the phone and told me that you took two days off and you didn't work overtime!"

Yang Xiaoxin's tone of voice became heavier. She kept staring at her husband. She had the impression that this was the first time Fu Xianghui had lied to her.

But she found that her husband was so calm that his eyes did not change at all and he did not even blink.

It seemed that after this incident was exposed, her husband seemed calmer, and he said, "I went to see about the new job that day."

Since his wife already knows about this, there is no need to hide it. He might as well just speak out.
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Fu Xianghui was also looking for an opportunity to tell his wife about it, and he thought this was a good opportunity.

"Wife, have you ever thought that I am tired..."

Yang Xiaoxin remembered that her husband had said some time ago that the other party would help solve the school problem. She originally thought that her husband was still asking her if she had ever thought about her son going to school in another place. When she was about to refute him, before she could say anything, she suddenly heard her husband say that he was very tired.

Seeing the tiredness on her husband's face, Yang Xiaoxin realized that her husband was not lying. After calming down, Yang Xiaoxin seemed to realize that her husband had become much more haggard recently.

There are even more white hairs on my head.

Her parents-in-law are both over 60 years old and don’t have many white hairs. There are also very few people with white hairs in her husband’s family.

But her husband is in his prime, but has so much white hair, which is obviously abnormal.

Yang Xiaoxin didn't say anything and continued listening to her husband.

"I also want to give you a better life in Beijing, and I have been working hard. But 50 yuan a year sounds like a lot, but after deducting taxes and fees, the money we can get is less than 40 yuan. Zikang's tuition will cost 1/3, and there are also various insurances, mortgages, and daily expenses. Over the years, do you think we have saved any money?"

Before hearing her husband talk about this most acute issue, Yang Xiaoxin had never really thought about it.

She felt that her husband's annual salary of 50 yuan, plus a considerable bonus at the end of the year, was a considerable income and better than most families.

She did not work because she had to take care of her son, and she felt that this income was more than enough to cover their family's expenses.

Therefore, Yang Xiaoxin seems to be very generous in investing in her son's educational resources.

Her husband never objected, and Yang Xiaoxin thought it was within their ability to bear.

But when she heard her husband mention these things today, Yang Xiaoxin realized that she seemed to have thought too simply.

At this moment, Yang Xiaoxin didn't know what to say.

Fu Xianghui continued, "This time when I went to Qingshi Town, I met my old colleague Cao Shujie, and talked to him about the laboratory he invested in. I also visited the orchard he cultivated and his factory." "It is a large factory with an investment of nearly 20 billion. By the way, the Aimeng preserved fruit that you and your daughter like to eat the most is produced in his factory."

"And the fruit wine we drank some time ago was also produced by their factory."

"I really didn't expect that all these things were made by him." Fu Xianghui specifically pointed this out to his wife.

Sure enough, he saw a subtle change in the expression on his wife's face.

He continued, "This time, Lao Cao initially invested several hundred million yuan to build a laboratory and purchase various equipment. I have also visited that place. He really wants to do things. I have also seen the products that Lao Cao wants to research next. I can only say that if it succeeds, that product is indeed very promising."

"Lao Cao means to give me an annual salary of 200 million and a house in the provincial capital, and he will help Zikang go to school in the provincial capital..."

"How can he guarantee that the problem of going to school will be solved?" Yang Xiaoxin suddenly asked.

Fu Xianghui looked at his wife and said to her seriously, "Quancheng Mayor Xiang Yuheng is his elder. Even if there is no such relationship, Lao Cao has his own way to help Zikang solve the problem of schooling."

At this point, Fu Xianghui said to his wife very seriously: "Wife, don't doubt the ability of a man with billions of dollars in assets."

"And this time when I went to talk to Lao Cao, he also told me that you don't have to go there yet. It won't be too late for you to go there after he helps you finalize all the matters."

He also took out his mobile phone and showed the photos he had taken to his wife.

In the past, his wife would have had no patience to listen to him or look at the photos. But today was different. Fu Xianghui found that his wife was studying the scenery in the photos one by one, the company's laboratory.

Fu Xianghui continued: "Just because this company is located in a township doesn't mean it has no future."

"I don't need to say much about how popular Xuemeng Food Factory's products are."

"Wife, you may not know this, but Lao Cao told me that Xuemeng Food Factory does not have any loans, and all the current investments are funded by Lao Cao himself. You may not understand what this means, but 99% of companies in the country have loans, and their debt ratio is very high, but his company is very healthy," said Fu Xianghui.

"Do you have to go?" Yang Xiaoxin asked him.

Fu Xianghui was silent for a while, and finally nodded: "Two million a year can solve a lot of problems. I want to earn this money."

"But there are no learning resources like those in Beijing..." Yang Xiaoxin lost confidence when she said this again.

Fu Xianghui told her: "Wife, don't be naive. These resources need to be purchased with money. If you can't make money, how can you have any resources?"

"If I can really get this annual salary, even if I spend money like that in Quancheng, do you think it will be worse than the teaching resources that Zikang enjoys now?" Fu Xianghui asked his wife.

This was a very sharp question, and Yang Xiaoxin did not refute it this time.

She felt very confused and stood up and walked towards the bedroom: "Let me think about it."

Fu Xianghui did not disturb her. He also needed to think about this problem carefully at this time.

But in fact, for Fu Xianghui, he already had the answer in his heart.

……

The next day at work, Cao Shujie listened to Wang Zhifeng reporting to him about the situation in Shanghai.

At the same time, Wang Zhifeng also told Cao Shujie about cooperating with universities to select and recruit university graduates.

In Wang Zhifeng's opinion, Xuemeng Food Factory is not bad at all.

Some universities have also developed corresponding majors in agricultural and sideline product processing. Even if they are not recruiting people for the laboratory, Wang Zhifeng feels that purely from the perspective of Xuemeng Food Factory's own production, they also need to recruit a group of such people to add fresh blood to Xuemeng Food Factory.

After listening to Wang Zhifeng's idea, Cao Shujie agreed with it.

He said to Wang Zhifeng, "Manager Wang, we have the same idea. We should do this as soon as possible. You will be responsible for negotiating with the universities."

Wang Zhifeng nodded. This kind of matter was closely related to the Human Resources Department, so he had no choice but to take charge.

"Well, Fu Xianghui and Tong Jiayi have already been here, and Tong Jiayi has also stayed. You can meet and talk with him later." Cao Shujie said.

Wang Zhifeng nodded.

After reporting his work, Wang Zhifeng left Cao Shujie's office and prepared to talk to Tong Jiayi.

Cao Shujie saw that the time was almost up, and he was just about to go to the Central Primary School to pick up Mengmeng for lunch and nap, but his cell phone rang again.

When he saw that it was Fu Xianghui calling, Cao Shujie wondered if Old Fu had made a decision?

Cao Shujie answered the phone and heard Fu Xianghui say that their family was preparing to move to Dongshan Province.

But he came here first to wait in the wings, and after the house and his son's school matters were settled, his wife and children would come over.

In addition, summer vacation is coming soon, so Fu Xianghui is considering letting his son finish his summer vacation in Beijing and then transfer to another school.

"Okay, Lao Fu, when you come over, just go to Quancheng to pick a house. You don't have to worry about anything else. After you choose the house, I will arrange your schooling nearby." This is what Cao Shujie promised him.

In fact, this is the case, and the principle of going to school is still to go to the nearest place.

Fu Xianghui was not pretentious.

He himself did not expect that after his wife had a good rest for a night, when she saw him the next morning, she told him that she agreed to move from the capital to Quancheng.

At that time, the mother and daughter will move there, and Zikang can also go to school in Quancheng.

However, they will not sell the house in Beijing, and they will continue to keep their household registration in Beijing to make it easier for their son to take college entrance exams in the future.

Fu Xianghui didn't care about this arrangement.

Look at how carefree Lao Cao is, he doesn't mind staying in that small village. Fu Xianghui feels that as long as he can make money, everything is not a problem.

After reaching an agreement with his wife, Fu Xianghui quickly called Cao Shujie.

After hanging up the phone, Fu Xianghui told his wife: "Lao Cao has agreed. He wants us to go to Quancheng to choose a house by ourselves. After we decide on a house, he will help us find a place for Zikang to go to primary school nearby."

"Is he really that good, can he teach in any primary school?" Yang Xiaoxin still found it hard to believe.

But Fu Xianghui told him: "Wife, since Lao Cao promised that he would do this, he has no reason to lie to us."

"Besides, the house here is not for sale. I'll take a few more days off, and we'll go to Quancheng together to choose a house. When Lao Cao helps with the school issue, you can move there, right?" Fu Xianghui said.

Yang Xiaoxin thought about it and felt that her husband was right.

"Okay, let's do it!" Yang Xiaoxin said. (End of this chapter)