Reborn uncle and nephew relationship

kind of reward.The solemn look of the past makes people instinctively fear.

The distance between the little golden retriever and the owner is still very large, and I hope that in a few years my own head can shorten this distance.

lost my temper~

When Fu Lin came back to the car, Zhou Xingtian watched him off.She pursed her lips, this Fu Linhe really has the ability to be so spoiled without spoiling him.Although the little golden retriever is a little silly, but it's just for his third uncle.

In fact, compared to Fu Linhe, Fu Xin is a bit petty, which is understandable.Fu Linhe was born to be in charge of the Fu family. After his elder brother passed away, his father focused on training him.What's more, the sons of the aristocratic family managed the company more or less with a bit of arrogance.

And Fu Xin did have a bit of a temper in this life, but he still came from a small village in his bones, worked hard all the way, and opened a small company.

From today's point of view, the company is simply a small joke.

That is to say, although Xue Zhou has arrogance, it is only the result of his hard work the day after tomorrow.It is completely opposite to what the family has cultivated since childhood.

However, the present Fu Xin has accepted the memory of his predecessor after all, and merged with it.There is arrogance in his bones, but it is for others.But for Fu Linhe, he couldn't show his temper, and he couldn't show his temper.

Whatever Fu Linhe likes and needs, Fu Xin will try his best to complete.

In front of Fu Linhe, he is real and the most real.

The essential difference between Fu Xin and Fu Linhe is that the former is a small business, while the latter is a family business.It's just that small businesses have now merged into large ones...

Fu Xin, who was sitting in the car, took a box of packed snacks, put them aside, and threw himself into Fu Lin's arms. After a while of coquetry and cuteness, he let out a sigh, "Third Uncle, are you leaving?" Reluctantly resting his head on Fu Lin's lap.

The latter was startled, I don't know how he saw it.While stroking the head of his little golden retriever, he sighed that it was indeed a canine animal, and he was really alert.

"Well, leave the day after tomorrow." Fu Linhe didn't want to continue this topic, so he dialed the snacks that Fu Xin packed, "What are they?"

"Uncle hungry?" When it came to food, Fu Xin's eyes lit up, and he handed over the still warm steamed bun like a treasure, "Try it, this is the authentic Nanxiang steamed bun!"

The reason why Fu Xin is so obsessed with Chenghuang Temple snacks is because he just arrived in Shanghai in his previous life and was still young, so he liked and wanted to eat delicious food.This snack is more attractive to children.

But what kind of money would a scumbag who came to Shanghai at the age of 14 have?It would be nice to be able to take care of food and clothing, why buy these?

For Fu Xin at that time, this was a luxury.Even if it is a small cage at the bottom of the queue, a small cage worth ten yuan is out of reach.

Two Gaozhuang steamed buns a day add up to only one yuan, and he can drink some tap water when he is thirsty, and he can survive like this for several months.

But in his heart he always misses the snacks in Chenghuang Temple, as well as the fried pan shop next door to Ye High School where he went to Ye High School, and the smell inside it still makes him never forget it.

During those few years, Xue Zhou said to himself that he must earn a lot of money in the future, and then eat all these delicious foods!No, once is not enough, he wants to eat every day!Eat every day!Eat every night!

But later, when he was really promising, he started busy with work and had to take care of his studies at the same time. Not to mention eating these snacks, it was difficult to even eat a meal.

Later, although he had the time, future and wealth, his parents who were far away from home came to Shanghai...

He was too busy cleaning up the mess for that group of people all day long, so how could he even think about going out to eat by himself?

Thinking of this, Fu Xin looked at Xiaolongbao with a somewhat gloomy gaze.

Fu Linhe took a bite of the little cage that had lost the most delicious time, and was about to praise it a few times, but saw his little golden retriever holding the box and drooping his ears.

For some reason, without thinking too much, he directly handed the bitten cage to the little golden retriever's mouth.

The latter was puzzled, but raised his head and looked at himself with watery eyes.

That uncertain gaze made Fu Lin's heart twitch, "Eat."

A single word made the latter obediently open his mouth.Looking at the owner with curious and expectant eyes, swallowing it in the mouth, and using the bright red tongue to sweep away the residual juice on the chopsticks.

For some reason, Fu Linhe turned his head away in embarrassment, and after a while, he turned back: "You have changed a lot since you came to Shanghai." From habits to temper, as well as behavior.

Fu Xin sighed in his heart, and also smiled a little.Indeed, this is Shanghai, not Hong Kong, so he can do whatever he wants, without worrying about whether others will notice his change of identity.

However, he didn't know how to deceive the man in front of him, so he pushed the packing box with a smile, "Eat~"

The big and small bags of snacks had been taken care of by Fu Xin and Fu Linxi before getting off the car.

Fu Linhe didn't eat his lunch, so he didn't feel bad.But the little golden retriever didn't just eat lunch, he climbed into the car after eating his afternoon tea as well.

Now he was humming and lying in his uncle's arms again, feeling so uncomfortable that he just wanted to roll.

The latter was already rubbing his belly familiarly, looking at the document with one hand.

Fu Xin looked up and found that it seemed to be a blueprint. He looked at it curiously and carefully for a while, then tugged at Fu Lin, "Third Uncle, build the twin towers? Fu's office in Guangzhou? Is there enough money?" ?”

Three question marks in a row made Fu Linhe frown, "You underestimate Mrs. Fu, don't you?" As he spoke, his hands never stopped.

Indeed, the Fu family has a big business, but... "It's 96, right? Uncle San must have felt that many companies in Europe and the United States are beginning to be short of funds?" He squinted his eyes, how could he forget? "The financial storm is coming..."

Fu Lin was startled, "Are you thinking too much?" He slapped the little golden retriever on the head hard, "Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand!"

Fu Xin straightened up, "Third uncle, if the financial turmoil comes, Hong Kong will definitely have a deep impact, but mainland China will not. The Chinese government is still in the early stage of reform and opening up, and it will never allow any Anything that affects the path of development. Macro-control is inevitable. Although Hong Kong has been included in the territory of China, but the one country, two systems and the return time are too short, so that the mainland wants to manage it, but it can’t manage it.”

"Fu Xin, you said nothing about the wharf. I believe you to believe it. After all, you are right. Even if you can't catch a goldfish, the ordinary big fish in the pond are enough for us to eat. But the financial turmoil There is no warning at all, and you have no evidence, and you want me to withdraw most of Hong Kong's assets and invest in our unstable mainland?" Fu Linhe was a little displeased, and his tone was never serious.

Fu Xin sat beside him, watching the serious man.Narrowing his eyes slightly, Fu must not be hurt.In the previous life, Mrs. Fu never survived the financial turmoil. Naturally, there was also a part of the reason. Under the sweeping financial turmoil, Mrs. Fu could not come back to life again.

but now……

"Third Uncle, in the UK, France, the United States, Germany and even other European countries, how many companies have reduced their operations? How many people have reduced their transportation of goods? Is it about 30.00% higher than the previous year?" He vaguely remembered that it seemed that This number, but when it should be an obvious sign, it would be good to have about [-]% now.

"Not yet, not to mention, it is normal for some enterprises to switch to other shipping in order to reduce transportation costs. As for the goods... this range is also within the normal range." , but it should have nothing to do with Asia, even if there is, it is only a small area.

Fu Xin twitched his lips, "Since the third uncle said that I will be the heir of the Fu family in the future, why can't I make a certain decision? It is not bad for the Fu family to enter the mainland now. There is too much capital invested. Could it be that Hong Kong's status will be reduced?" Shaken?" Sneered, "If you have a deep foundation in Hong Kong, you don't need to care about it at all. The third uncle should have tasted the sweetness, right? How many times is the investment and return in Guangdong compared to Hong Kong?

It's the middle of 96, early 97, and it will be too late to withdraw capital from Hong Kong... Third Uncle! Seeing that the other party was determined, he didn't say any more, "I can walk all the way from the stock market and fight all the way from the futures. Is it possible that I have lost my sight?"Third Uncle, don't forget, I was the one who provided the key shares at the time..." As he spoke, he got up and walked out the door.

He needs to go out for a walk to digest his food. He is uncomfortable, and if he lies down again, no one rubs for him... It will really hurt to death.

Ah, by the way, what about morphine?I don't know if there is one in the medicine cabinet?If not, I have to go out and buy...

Fu Linhe, who was left alone in the room, squinted his eyes in deep thought, watching Fu Xin leave.

It's not that he didn't notice Fu Xin's hand covering his stomach before leaving. This after-effects of overeating, it seems that the two years in Shanghai are indeed difficult.

But he didn't go forward, and he didn't immediately rush forward like in the past, so that his bones hurt.

Instead, he sat calmly, rubbed his chin, and meditated.

Financial turmoil?Maybe he will come, but regardless of whether he comes or not, do he want to support Fu Xin's opinion?

To, or not to...

Fu Linhe didn't give an answer, this is not the stock trading, although the few stocks he mentioned have now made him a lot of money, no, it's a lot of money.but……

Fu Linhe got up and poured himself a small half glass of whiskey, put in three pieces of ice, shook the glass, and listened to the crisp sound of ice cubes hitting the glass.

To put it bluntly, the stock was just a trivial matter, and it didn't matter even if it was short.But divestment of Hong Kong, this is really... a fantasy.

But just now Fu Xin said that as the heir of the Fu family...

Looking out the window, Fu Linhe fell into deep thought again...

Although Fu Xin has corrected his evil ways, he has not become a partner.