"Feng Shi!"

"Xiao Chen!"

Both of them were taken aback.

Chen Hao didn't expect that Niu Niu's father was Feng Yi.

Feng Yi, who was wearing an apron and looking like a stay-at-home husband, never expected that the first middle school student who saw through the traffickers at the Beijing Railway Station and saved his precious daughter was actually the legal person of Haoxiang Company.

"You two know each other?"

Zhou Ting was surprised.

"More than just knowing each other, Xiao Chen is not only our family's benefactor, but also my noble person. He helped me solve the most pressing problem."

Feng Yi was smiling all over his face, not at all embarrassed by Chen Hao watching him cook.

"Noble?"

Zhou Ting became more and more confused.

"Brother, change into slippers." Niu Niu got the slippers for Chen Hao.

Chen Hao rubbed the top of Niu Niu's head and bent down to change her shoes.

Feng Yi smiled and said to Chen Hao: "You came just in time. I rarely have time to cook a few dishes today. Let's have a few drinks later."

"Feng Shi, let me help you."

"You are a guest, why should I start? Just go to the living room and sit and wait for the meal. Don't call me Feng Shi at home."

"Not called Feng Shi..."

Chen Hao didn't know how to call Feng Yi.

"Since you recognize my sister, Niuniu's father is naturally your brother-in-law." Zhou Ting interrupted with a smile.

Brother-in-law, Brother Feng.

Of these two titles, the former is naturally closer, and the title Feng Ge can easily remind people of the special relationship between big brother and little brother.

Chen Hao quickly called his brother-in-law.

Niu Niu took Chen Hao and sat on the sofa in the living room, watching cartoons.

Zhou Ting washed the fruits and put them on the coffee table, then went to the kitchen to help her husband.

Chen Hao glanced at Niuniu, who was leaning next to him and staring intently at the 21-inch color TV, and then at Feng Yi and Zhou Ting, who was busy in the kitchen.

This family of three is really like family members, giving him a sense of intimacy.

Zhou Ting and Fengyi worked hard for nearly an hour, preparing a table of dishes.

Four people, three large and one small, sat around the table.

Feng Yi opened a bottle of national wine and poured two cups.

Zhou Ting drinks red wine.

Niuniu drinks Rumeng juice.

"It feels like family members are reunited during the holidays." Feng Yi smiled, picked up the wine glass, and said to Chen Hao, "Xiao Chen, you will be our family member from now on."

"Brother-in-law, sister, I won't say any polite words, it's all in the wine."

Chen Hao drank with his head held high, doing it first was a sign of respect.

Feng Yi also cheers.

Zhou Ting hesitated to speak. Her husband had a bad stomach, and drinking like this would hurt his stomach. But she didn't want to spoil her husband's interest. It was rare for him to be so happy.

"Cheers to me too!"

Niu Niu held the glass with both hands and wanted to drink up a glass of juice.

Zhou Ting hurriedly stopped her daughter, dumbfounded.

Chen Hao and Feng Yi also laughed.

In the restaurant, the atmosphere is warm.

The three adults chatted while eating and drinking.

Chen Hao and Feng Yi talked about the future of breweries and the restructuring of state-owned enterprises.

The more they talked, the more frightened Feng Yi became.

Chen Hao's insights into business and the economy are beyond Feng Yi's imagination.

"In the past two years, various cities have been attracting investment. I have recently been thinking about what kind of companies should be introduced to Fengchuan. What are your ideas?"

Feng Yi was asking Chen Hao for advice.

“In attracting investment, we cannot just focus on immediate benefits, but must have long-term plans. For example, some places introduce factories that make clothes and shoes. Although they can provide a large number of jobs, the economic benefits are poor. The profit of hundreds of millions of shirts can be exchanged for a passenger plane. , another example is those high-energy-consuming and high-polluting enterprises in the steel and chemical industries, which will worsen the environment and are not a long-term solution."

Chen Hao knows very well that after more than 20 years, most cities with high energy-consuming and high-pollution enterprises as their economic pillars are facing transformation difficulties and are half-dead.

"So what's the long-term solution?"

Feng Yi frowned and asked Chen Hao.

"Industries with high technological content that will not become outdated, such as automobile manufacturing, electronic component manufacturing, semiconductors..." Chen Hao continued.

Feng Yi and Zhou Ting listened silently, with waves surging in their hearts.

At around ten o'clock in the evening, Niuniu dozed off, and the dinner ended.

Zhou Ting carried Niuniu, who was about to fall asleep, to the bedroom.

"Brother, don't abandon Niuniu."

The little girl seemed to be talking in her sleep.

Zhou Ting, Feng Yi and Chen Hao couldn't help but feel sorry for Niu Niu.

Obviously, those two traffickers caused psychological trauma to Niu Niu.

"Have you caught those two traffickers?"

Chen Hao asked Feng Yi in a low voice.

"Still wanted."

Feng Yi blamed himself and felt that he was not a good father.

"Evil comes with evil."

Chen Hao's eyes flashed coldly and he decided to publish a reward in the newspaper.

He remembered clearly what the two traffickers looked like, and he couldn't believe he couldn't find them.

Feng Yi personally sent Chen Hao downstairs.

"Xiao Chen, I have benefited a lot today." Feng Yi sighed.

"Brother-in-law, what I said tonight is just what I came up with after reading many foreign newspapers and magazines. It is purely based on paper talk."

Chen Hao is modest and attributes his understanding of the future to foreign newspapers and magazines.

"Even on paper, it's enlightening."

Feng Yi was a little excited.

Originally confused, he saw the direction to go next.

The two said goodbye.

Feng Yi stood in front of the unit door, looking at Chen Hao's retreating back, with a lot of thoughts.

Chen Hao walked out of the city government's family compound and looked back. He didn't know how much the words he said tonight had touched Feng Yi, but he firmly believed that through continuous efforts, he would be able to influence more and more people.

At this moment, he also suddenly became enlightened.

The meaning of his rebirth is not just to make money to please his parents and bring glory to his children.

Let this great nation take fewer detours and experience fewer setbacks, and make up for its shortcomings in the next 20 to 30 years.

The lofty ideal took root in Chen Hao's heart.

Late at night, Chen Hao returned home.

"I left some food for you, it's still hot in the pot."

Liu Liping, who was sitting on the kang knitting sweater, wanted to get down to the ground when her son entered the room.

"Mom, I've eaten. Stop working."

Chen Hao did not let his mother go to the ground. When he saw his father sleeping and snoring, he whispered: "My dad went to stand on the bridge again today?"

Liu Liping said: "Your father can't sit still."

Chen Hao was speechless.

The family is no longer short of money, but parents still have to work hard.

My father is forty years old. He is standing on a bridge doing manual labor, which is not good.

You have to give them something to do.

"Mom, you and my dad should open a canteen." Chen Hao suggested that what Fengchuan people call canteens is similar to the small community convenience stores of the future.

"Open a canteen..."

Liu Liping frowned and thought.

Last year, she planned to start a clothing business, but suffered heavy losses. Liu Liping was inevitably worried about losing money when she thought about starting a business by herself.

"That's it. I'll pay for it, and I'll find the place and the source of goods for you. My dad is old. He stands on the bridge every day, and sooner or later his body will collapse."

Chen Hao didn't allow his mother to say anything more, so he put down his words and went to the back room.

The back room of more than ten square meters is Chen Hao's small world.

The room is equipped with bookshelves, tables, chairs, a bed, and several posters of King Liu on the wall.

After entering the house, Chen Hao did not go to bed. He pulled out a chair, sat at the desk, picked up a pen and wrote quickly on the paper.

Technology, industry and trade, operating systems, B2B, B2C, logistics, new energy, wafer factories, chips, the Internet, and lithography machines are all words that are extremely unfamiliar to people in this era, and they appear on the paper.

Chen Hao is planning his future.

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