Reborn 1990: I made my cannon fodder father into the richest man

Grandpa Qi didn’t understand anything about patents and copyrights before he heard about it, but he understood after hearing it.

"This is how we can prevent our secret recipe from being stolen, is that what you mean?" Grandpa Qi, who has worked in the pastry factory all his life, already loves the pastry factory as his own home.

Even though he is retired now, whenever the factory needs old masters like them, Grandpa Qi will help him without saying a word.

Now that there is a way to protect the interests of the pastry factory, Grandpa Qi feels that he has no reason not to listen carefully.

Duan Jiajia quickly explained: "There is no complete guarantee. As I said, some people do have the ability. If they really crack your formula, or imitate it very similar, then this will be more troublesome. The method I said It can put an end to villains.”

Grandpa Qi and Uncle Qi both nodded.

They still understand this truth.

Moreover, they have confidence in the pastry factory stuff.

If it was so easy to crack, Taste Fang wouldn't have been passed down for nearly 200 years.

"I think the factory needs to find a lawyer and contact your management unit about this. They will definitely have a better way. Since the opening of private business activities, the entire business market is actually a bit chaotic. Some people are willing to abide by the rules and earn what they deserve. However, some people take desperate risks and want to seek greater benefits. Doing this is not in vain, but to protect their own rights and interests. If nothing happens, of course everyone will be happy. But if something happens, this is our weapon to protect ourselves!"

"Not bad!" Grandpa Qi also nodded repeatedly.

Gentlemen don't need to be on guard, the only ones to guard against are villains.

These words not only made Grandpa Qi and Uncle Qi extremely grateful to Duan Jiajia.After all, if Duan Jiajia didn't tell them, how could they know this?

Even Qi Fang, who had been sulking next to him, looked over, his eyes much kinder than before.

It was already evening when they arrived, and it was night after dinner.

Duan Jiajia excused herself to write in her room and did not disturb Pang Meimei and her grandmother's family.

While in the room, she called her father and Li Changhuai, and notified Hu Lai.

Knowing that they would stay at Qi's house for one night, the three of them felt relieved.

Especially Duan Shunan.

If it weren't for the technical inability, Duan Jiajia would reasonably suspect that her father would want to get out of the phone.

Finally, he agreed with Hu Lai on the approximate arrival time. Duan Jiajia sat in front of the chair and held his chin with one hand.

She knew about Taste Shop and saw it from the Internet.

During that time, she liked to watch mukbang, and later she came across the video of the shop-exploring blogger.

In fact, there is a follow-up to the matter.

After the past of Wishifang was uncovered, the brand that stole Wishifang's secret recipe had already opened a chain store with the help of foreign capital.

He completely refused to acknowledge the words of the two master chefs and shop assistants who still supported the Taste Shop, and even colluded with local gangsters to pour excrement and water in front of the Taste Shop store, take out garbage, and even threaten their families.

Calling the police was of no use.

The gangsters were willing to be detained, but even if they were not instigated by anyone, their revenge on the Taste Shop became even more intense after they came out.

In the end, someone almost lost his life. The original shop-exploring blogger and several bloggers with tens of millions of fans on multiple platforms joined forces to speak out for this matter. This attracted widespread attention and they published everything in detail. .

However, even if this step is achieved, the brand still exists and still has income, but it is much lower-key.

As for Taste Shop, they still stick to that small storefront with only a glass counter at the door, making the jujube paste fillings they have been making for more than 200 years, and making those ancient pastries.

The memory of netizens is short.

Soon, the taste workshop was forgotten, and only occasionally some bloggers went to buy some things and record some materials.

I hope this reminder can save Taste Shop and allow this century-old brand to get the treatment it deserves.

Nothing special happened at Qijia. When I woke up the next morning, I had a very classic Jinling breakfast, beef pot stickers, red bean dumplings, duck fat pancakes, etc.

Duan Jiajia is used to some things, but not so much with others.

Especially the duck fat pancakes.

Duan Jiajia's daily taste is heavy, but she still prefers to eat something light in the morning.

The red bean dumplings are very suitable to her taste.

"I asked my friends to help take care of you on this car. We have to have a meal in the car at noon and we will be there in the afternoon. Meimei, grandpa has prepared a lot of snacks for you. You can eat them on the way." They all came to see them off together. The uncle was carrying a lot of things in his hands. When he was leaving, he even asked the policeman friend he had asked for to recognize his face.

That careful posture was no less than what Duan Shunan had talked about before when Duan Jiajia was in the provincial capital.

"Uncle, I understand. Don't worry. When I get here, I'll call you to report that you're safe." Pang Meimei was still carrying several bags in her hand, filled with snacks made by Grandpa Qi.

Even Qi Fang didn't seem to like Pang Meimei very much, but when Pang Meimei left, she helped pack her things and delivered them to her door.

After the train started, Uncle Qi was still watching on the platform.

Pang Meimei sat by the window and took back her hand, sighing: "This is why I don't like coming back very much. Every time I leave, I feel very uncomfortable."

"Then when you come back from Liangxi, how many more days will you stay in Jinling?" Duan Jiajia could understand her mood.

Especially with Grandma Pang's comparison, Grandma Qi's side will only make Pang Meimei feel more at ease.

Pang Meimei shook her head: "Let's forget it. I live here, and you will definitely not be used to staying. If you don't stay, I won't be happy. I have already agreed with my parents that after the college entrance examination is over next year, I will I’ll stay at my grandma’s house until the university starts.”

She never thought that she would fail the exam.

If he had such an idea, he would have been stared at by Cao Xueping.

Probably Uncle Qi specially called the train police when he left. Everyone sitting around knew that the two little girls were taken care of by acquaintances on the train, or the train police, so they didn't bother them much.

Uncle Qi's friend even came over during lunch and told Duan Jiajia not to be polite to him, but to just say anything if they had any questions.

The journey was uneventful. When they arrived at Liangxi, both Duan Jiajia and Pang Meimei felt a wave of heat coming over them.

I had never felt this obvious in Jinling before, but there was a busy construction site outside Liangxi Railway Station, and I didn’t know what to do.

The two of them haven't spoken yet, but just standing at the door, many people are trying to come forward to solicit customers.

Duan Jiajia still has some experience in this.

He immediately took Pang Meimei to the duty box next to the train station and took out the mobile phone in his backpack.