It all starts with killing the vicious dog

Chapter 25 Add a fire

After receiving the call, Zhao Shanhe drove back to Zhaojiawan.

"Mr. Zhao, the roads, factories, and dog farms are all finished, what do you think?" Zhang Qiang laughed.

"Mr. Zhang, do me another favor, get some machinery and equipment to the factory, and I'll pay you." Zhao Shanhe said.

"No problem." Zhang Qiang nodded.

He took the other party to the rented warehouse and pointed to the machinery and equipment inside.

Zhang Qiang made an estimate, and then quoted a price of [-].

He has a truck but no forklift, and it takes about two days to transfer the machinery and equipment in the warehouse.

"I'll give you the money for roads, factories, and dog farms first." Zhao Shanhe took out his mobile phone to transfer money.

"Mr. Zhao, I will find someone to move here." Zhang Qiang laughed.

"I may have to build some factories in the future, and I will have to trouble Mr. Zhang." Zhao Shanhe said with a smile.

"Mr. Zhao is polite, it's not that you don't want to give money." Zhang Qiang was overjoyed.

Back home, Zhao Shanhe told his parents about Zhang Xueli.

With him alone, the firepower was weaker after all.

With his parents staring at him, can Zhao Yunfeng stay where he is?

The marriage of a man and a woman is not only a matter of two people, but also a matter of two families.

Zhao Shanhe didn't intend to force his eldest brother, but just wanted him to take the initiative.

He thought in his heart, if the eldest brother and Zhang Xueli are suitable, continue, if not suitable, change the target as soon as possible.

Considering that his eldest brother is a bit introverted, Zhao Shanhe decided to add fire.

"My parents know it, and Zhang Xueli's parents are the only ones missing."

After recalling the information provided by Jiang Yu, Zhao Shanhe went straight to the county.

According to Jiang Yu's investigation, Zhang Xueli's parents are also anxious about Zhang Xueli's marriage.

After checking the time, Zhao Shanhe went upstairs and knocked on the door.

Zhang Xueli's father, Zhang Dayong, opened the door and asked, "Who are you?"

"Hello, Uncle, I'm Zhao Shanhe" Zhao Shanhe handed over the cigarettes and wine in his hand, and began to speak in detail.

"Come in and sit down." Zhang Dayong greeted.

"Uncle, my brother is good at everything, except that he is timid when going on a blind date. As for my brother and Mr. Zhang, let things take their course. I just want them to get in touch with each other more often." Zhao Shanhe said.

"It's also the same reason. After all, it's their business. We shouldn't interfere too much." Zhang Dayong nodded.

"Xiao Zhao, what does your brother do?" Xu Yun, Zhang Xueli's mother, asked.

"I set up a fishing tackle factory and planned to make my brother the director of the factory," said Zhao Shanhe.

"How much money can I get a month?" Zhang Xueli asked.

"The monthly basic salary is [-] yuan, and the dividends will be distributed at the end of the year depending on the situation." Zhao Shanhe said.

"One hundred thousand?" Xu Yun didn't take it seriously in her heart. In the era when brothers settled accounts clearly and father and son turned against each other everywhere, she had never heard of a younger brother who was willing to give her elder brother a monthly salary of one hundred thousand.

"Auntie, I'm not short of money. My brother has been very kind to me since I was a child. If it wasn't for fearing that he would think too much, I would have no problem giving him 100 million a month." Zhao Shanhe said sincerely.

"What do you do?" Xu Yun asked curiously.

"I am now engaged in the live broadcast industry, and have endorsed Meihua Group, Mad Bull Automobile, and Jianghai Shipyard." Zhao Shanhe did not hide it.

"I said you looked familiar, so you are the spokesperson of Meihua Group." Zhang Dayong suddenly realized.

"It's getting late, I'm going to cook." Xu Yun stood up and walked quickly to the kitchen.

"Xiao Zhao, smoke." Zhang Dayong picked up a pack of cigarettes.

"Thank you." Zhao Shanhe did not refuse.

"How much money can you make a month?" Zhang Dayong asked.

"I took more than 2000 million last month, and this month may be about [-] million." Zhao Shanhe replied.

"So much?" Zhang Dayong couldn't believe it.

"I wrote a few songs, and the music platform gets a 8000-2000 share. After tax, it's about [-] million yuan. Add in the [-] million yuan from the June [-]th live broadcast reward. This month's salary must be [-] million yuan." Zhao Shanhe said.

The two swallowed clouds and smoke, and talked happily.

Knowing that Zhao Shanhe already had a girlfriend, Zhang Dayong was somewhat regretful, he felt that this guy in front of him was more suitable to be his son-in-law.

"Uncle, this is a photo of my brother. He is only three centimeters shorter than me." Zhao Shanhe handed over the phone.

"After graduating from university, he went home to farm?" Zhang Dayong was worried about gains and losses.

"Uncle, you also know that college students are worthless in this day and age. It is difficult to recruit ordinary people with 3000 yuan a month. It takes as many college students as you want. My brother has not found a suitable job," Zhao Shanhe said.

After a lunch at Zhang's house, Zhao Shanhe left satisfied.

He has solved the problems of the two families. Whether Zhao Yunfeng and Zhang Xueli can tie the knot has nothing to do with him.

"Dayong, is it reliable?" Xu Yun asked.

"Zhao Shanhe is very reliable. As for his brother, I haven't seen him before." Zhang Dayong smiled wryly.

"His family is in Zhaojiawan, Longshan Town, right?" Xu Yun asked.

"En." Zhang Dayong nodded.

"I have a friend's colleague from Zhaojiawan. Let me call and ask." Xu Yun took out her mobile phone and made a call.

"How?" Zhang Dayong asked impatiently.

"My friend's colleague is Zhao Yunfeng's aunt," Xu Yun laughed.

"He's not bad, as long as Shirley agrees, then there's no problem." Zhang Dayong nodded.

"Xue Li, let's give it a proper reminder." Xu Yun echoed.

After staying in the county for one night, Zhao Shanhe returned to the village.

The machinery and equipment for producing fishing rods and bait have basically entered the factory.

He only needs to install the production line to produce fishing gear and bait, raw materials and packaging supplies, which he has already prepared.

"There are only more than 5000 deposits left. If I don't earn any cash, I will eat dirt again."

I spent a lot of money buying furniture and electrical appliances, and buying jewelry and clothes for my girlfriend is also a waste of money.

"Parents are reluctant to spend money, and after the wages are paid, buy them some clothes."

Abandoning messy thoughts, Zhao Shanhe concentrated on installing the production line.

All the machinery and equipment come from the system, the relevant information is clear, and he knows how to install it.

"It's almost 05:30, go home for dinner, and continue tomorrow."

During the meal, Zhao Shanhe asked, "Brother, you didn't pick up Teacher Zhang?"

"I sent her home." Zhao Yunfeng said.

"She didn't invite you in?" Zhao Shanhe asked again.

"Why do you care so much?" Zhao Yunfeng said angrily.

"We don't care about you, who cares?" Zhao Tiezhu snorted coldly.

Zhao Yunfeng was powerless to refute, and ate in silence.

"Brother, what do you think of Teacher Zhang?" Zhao Shanhe asked again.

"I have only known her for a few days." Zhao Yunfeng said.

"If you think she's good, then take the initiative, send some perfume, lipstick, roses and so on, and treat her to dinner every once in a while. How can you not spend money when dating in this age?" Zhao Shanhe said .

"Yunfeng, I'll transfer some money to you." Zhao Tiezhu put down his chopsticks and took out his mobile phone to transfer the money.

"So many?" Looking at the text message, Zhao Yunfeng was taken aback and felt very warm in his heart.

"The mountains and rivers have everything, but you are still single." Zhao Tiezhu said in one breath for a few minutes.

"Dad, Mom, brother, my fishing tackle factory will be finished tomorrow. From the day after tomorrow, you come to work in my factory, and I will give each of you 10 yuan a month." Zhao Shanhe laughed.

"Does your factory not recruit people?" Zhao Tiezhu asked.

"The production line is fully automatic, and two or three people are enough." Zhao Shanhe said.

"Are fishing rods and bait profitable?" Wang Xiuli asked.

"The unit price of the fishing rod is at least 400 yuan, and the net profit is more than [-] yuan. Each pack of bait is [-] yuan, and the net profit is at least [-] yuan. Sales are not a problem. I have many fans who have been waiting for it for a long time." Zhao Shanhe is not worried about sales at all.

The baits are all very effective. The net weight of each pack is 30 kg, and the price is [-] yuan, which is comparable to the market price.

The commercial bait sold in the market is about [-] grams, and the price is about ten yuan.

The bait he produces is priced at 30 yuan per bag of one kilogram, which is neither expensive nor cheap.

High-strength and lightweight fishing rods start at [-] per unit, and they are also not worried about not being sold.

(End of this chapter)