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"Yaowen."

As soon as Xian Yaowen's car stopped, Li Chengzhi came to meet him. As soon as he got out of the car, Li Chengzhi greeted him.

"Cheng Zhi, I'm so sorry to bother you to wait here."

Xian Yaowen replied as he walked to the other side of the car, helped Cai Jinman get out of the car, and then returned to Li Chengzhi.

Cai Jinman said to Li Chengzhi: "Mr. Li, please wait here."

Li Chengzhi smiled and said, "You two are honored guests of the Li family, and it is our duty to welcome you. Yaowen, when did you come to Xingzhou?"

Xian Yaowen said with a smile: "I was in Singapore a few days ago, and I just arrived in Xingzhou today and I wanted to come to your house as a guest."

“Hahaha.” Li Chengzhi laughed, “It must be tiring to travel all the way from Singapore to Xingzhou.”

Xian Yaowen straightened his face and clasped his fists, saying, "I've been busy with so many trivial matters these days, and it's the first month of the year, so I didn't dare to come and talk to you. I'm sorry."

"You." Li Chengzhi pointed at Xian Yaowen, "Dad and Uncle Chen are drinking tea in the main room, waiting for you. Let's go over there."

Xian Yaowen followed Li Chengzhi's footsteps and asked, "Which Uncle Chen?"

"Uncle Chen Liushi." Li Chengzhi turned around and asked, "What have you been busy with recently?"

"The clothing factory in Changi has started production and is busy attracting business."

"Jin Man Tang Clothing?"

"Ah."

"I have a classmate from Penang who is interested in entering the garment industry. He is in Singapore these two days. Would you like to arrange a time to chat?"

“Making clothes or selling ready-made clothes?”

"Sales." Li Chengzhi paused and said, "He has been investigating in Europe and North America for several months and believes that tailor shops will become depressed and ready-made clothing sales are the future."

Xian Yaowen nodded, "I agree with your classmate. Industrial clothing fabrics are becoming more and more abundant, and the prices are getting lower and lower. The proportion of labor costs in the cost of a piece of clothing is constantly rising. Tailor shops will soon have no cost advantage and will not be able to compete with garment factories."

"You're talking about civilian clothes, what about high-end Western clothes?"

Xian Yaowen chuckled and said, "Where does the word 'high-end' in high-end suits come from? Only suits that are recognized by people of high status can be called high-end suits. Last year, I visited all the suit shops in Singapore. I plan to learn from the model of Savile Row and build a private custom high-end ready-to-wear shop here."

Li Chengzhi asked with great interest: "Where can I find the master?"

"We have the UK, France, Italy, and a few Ningbo masters transferred from Hong Kong. From head to toe, styling, clothing, shoes, one store can provide the highest-end service."

"interesting."

"Are you interested in investing? I can attract some red-haired customers. Seven out of ten wealthy people in Tangshan are from Fujian." Xian Yaowen stopped talking here.

Li Chengzhi smiled faintly and said, "Let's talk about it later."

The three of them walked into the yard of Li's house. Li Chengzhi led them into the main hall, and Xian Yaowen followed closely behind, holding Cai Jinman's hand.

In the main hall, Li Guangqian and Chen Liushi were sitting next to each other at a round table. When he saw the three of them, he smiled faintly at Xian Yaowen and said, "Yaowen, Jinman, come and sit down."

Xian Yaowen pulled Cai Jinman to the table, then let go of his hand and clasped his fists towards Li Guangqian, "Uncle Li, I'm sorry, I'm late."

"It's not too late." Li Guangqian waved his hand and then gestured to Chen Liushi, "This is Uncle Chen Liushi."

The three words "Uncle Chen" made Xian Yaowen feel a little strange. His relationship with the Li family was not to the extent that Li Guangqian gave him such a big face and lent him the ladder of the Li family to climb up. The value of this uncle was questionable. Maybe he wanted his nephew to help with something.

His mind was racing, but it did not affect Xian Yaowen's movements. He clasped his fists towards Chen Liushi and said, "Hello, Uncle Chen. This is my wife Jin Man."

Chen Liushi has a crew cut, a high forehead, sword-like eyebrows, a tumor on the tip of his right eyebrow, big eyes, thick eye bags as if swollen, a big nose, and a not-too-big mouth.

He looks quite ferocious overall. If there was a policeman standing on each side of him, passers-by would think he was a murderer or a serial killer.

He grinned at Xian Yaowen and the other man, "Yaowen, I've heard about you before. You're a rare young talent. Today I see that you're really so. You're handsome and extraordinary."

Xian Yaowen said shyly: "Uncle Chen, you are too kind."

"Don't be modest, you deserve it, sit down, Jin Man, you can sit down too."

Neither Li Guangqian nor Chen Liushi expressed any objection to Cai Jinman coming to the table, which made Xian Yaowen feel something was wrong. Normally, Cai Jinman should not be allowed to come to the table, as the female members of the Li family would come to entertain her in time, but she came to the table anyway.

Keeping the strangeness in mind, Xian Yaowen and Cai Jinman sat down at the bottom.

Li Guangqian poured out the tea leaves in the covered bowl, washed two cups, brewed new tea and gestured to Xian Yaowen and the others.

After Xian Yaowen took a sip of tea, Lee Kong Chian naturally opened up the conversation, "Yaowen, are you coming to Singapore to celebrate the New Year or for business?"

"Uncle Li, the main reason I came here this time is because of my parents. They are going to settle down in Singapore."

"Oh? You live in Oxley Road?"

"No, my parents are used to living in the countryside and can't sit idle. I don't want to force them to live in the city, so I bought about 100 acres of land in Lim Chu Kang. I can grow some vegetables and sell them at the market."

"How old are your parents?"

"I'm not even 40 yet."

Li Guangqian nodded slightly. "You are still young and you are used to working in the countryside. You have made a good arrangement. Invite your parents to come over someday and get to know each other."

"A house is being built in Lim Chu Kang. We will have a wedding banquet on the day of the housewarming. We would like to ask Uncle Li to come over to add to the excitement and bring some good luck."

Li Guangqian said with a smile: "The fighting array adds to the prosperity. Great, I will definitely join in the fun. When the date is set, Yaowen, please let me know."

"Ok."

After the two chatted for a few sentences, Li Guangqian brought Chen Liushi into the topic, and occasionally took care of Cai Jinman. They chatted on and off, but none of the topics were important and could be classified as small talk.

It was like this while drinking tea and it was still like this after they sat down to their seats. Xian Yaowen figured it out and decided that they would not talk about any serious matters today. They were just observing each other. Chen Liushi observed him and decided that if they wanted to talk about serious matters, they would talk about them next time.

The process is so detailed, it seems like a big deal.

First of all, business can be ruled out. Given his relationship with the Li family, there is no need to make business matters too complicated. His status and position have reached a certain level, and he is a businessman. He can be straightforward about business. If the conditions can be agreed upon, then they can cooperate. If not, then forget it. Everyone is busy and doesn't have the time to play witty games.

Once business was ruled out, everything else was troublesome. Nine out of ten times what he and Tan Lark Sye could sit down and talk about was about the Chinese in Singapore. Needless to say, Tan Lark Sye was attracted by his good relationship with the British and wanted to use this relationship to achieve some goal.

On the way out of the Lee family's house, Xian Yaowen was wondering when he could spare the time to come to Singapore again in the near future. He had to leave some time for Chen Liushi to invite him to sit down. No matter how troublesome it was, the things that needed to be discussed still had to be discussed. It was his fault for setting his sights on Singapore.

Among the Chinese in Singapore, the Fujianese have a large influence. Lee Kong Chian is a well-educated and Westernized Fujianese who can speak Hongmao dialect. Tan Lark Sye is a traditionalist with a low level of education who has worked his way up from the grassroots. He is the inheritor of Tan Kah Kee's legacy and has a higher prestige among the Fujianese than Lee Kong Chian.

His eldest brother-in-law is a Baba and an overseas student, so it is not difficult to get the support of these two groups. If he also gets the support of Fujianese people, the first half of his brother-in-law's political career will be basically stable.

"Jews, Indians, Malays... Brother-in-law, I will help you wherever you are and pave the way for you. I just hope you can grow faster."

Xian Yaowen was muttering in his heart. Cai Jinman leaned into his arms and said softly, "Master, I suddenly feel like eating sour food today. Do you think it's okay?"

Xian Yaowen came back to his senses and laughed, "Even if she is pregnant this time, it has only been a few days, there won't be any reaction so soon. Besides, there is no basis for the sour boy and spicy girl, so don't let your imagination run wild."

"No, a neighbor of mine liked to eat sour food when she was pregnant, and she later gave birth to a son."

"Unless you know hundreds of pregnant women who like to eat sour food during pregnancy, and more than 90 of them gave birth to sons, then you can think that sour children are right, otherwise it can only be attributed to coincidence."

"is it?"

At the same time, Lu Yuepeng and his men were lurking around She Agui's house. He planned to tie up She Agui and torture him tonight.

He still had tasks assigned to his team by the Party to complete, and did not have much time to deal with personal matters. He had to get to the heart of the matter and cut the Gordian knot. Moreover, he was worried that the longer he delayed, the less likely it would be that his son would still be alive.

This is his only son. If...

Drag everyone to be buried with him! (End of this chapter)