The leisurely life of a reborn dad

"Cooperate with universities? How to cooperate?" Cheng Xiaolin asked subconsciously.

"Xuemeng Food Factory can be used as an internship base for universities, and in addition, it can donate some money to corresponding projects of some universities." Cao Shujie told his wife.

This is also a common method used by some enterprises and universities to cooperate.

Many times, we often see some companies donating to colleges and universities. Objectively speaking, corporate donations have their own purposes.

There are basically no companies that donate money without asking for anything in return.

Cao Shujie couldn't do that either.

"Do you have a goal?" Cheng Xiaolin asked her husband.

Cao Shujie told her about several agricultural universities, including Beijing Agricultural University, Huazhong Agricultural University, Dongshan Agricultural University, etc. Relatively speaking, these are all relatively close to Xuemeng Food Factory.

Cheng Xiaolin nodded, and then asked him doubtfully: "Shujie, why didn't you ask those big headhunting companies to help you recruit people?"

"If I didn't know, I would have paid them to poach people."

Cheng Xiaolin understood the meaning of her husband's words.

Her husband was originally in this field, and he knew some of the talents he thought were suitable in the industry, so he did not find a professional headhunting company.

“However, we may still seek help from a headhunter later on,” he said.

…

On a high-speed train from Shanghai to Yiling City Railway Station, I heard the announcement from the high-speed train that Yiling Station was about to arrive. Passengers getting off the train were asked to prepare in advance.

Wang Zhifeng put on his backpack early and prepared to get off the car.

He did not notify the company's fleet when he came back this time, thinking it would be more convenient to take the long-distance bus from here to Qingshi Town.

In addition, Wang Zhifeng has been out for a week and misses his wife and two children especially. Wang Zhifeng even wants to go home first.

If he called the company's convoy to pick him up, he would definitely have to report to the company again.

…

In the capital, Fu Xianghui came to Qingshi Town to meet and chat with Cao Shujie. He also visited Mengmeng Orchard and Xuemeng Food Factory.

When he returned to the capital, he went to work at the research institute as usual, and after get off work he went home to study with his wife and his son.

Compared with the past two days, Fu Xianghui spent significantly more time with his son. Even his wife Yang Xiaoxin felt Fu Xianghui's abnormal behavior.

Yang Xiaoxin thought that something must be wrong with her husband, but she did not ask about it on the spot.

That night, after their son Fu Zikang went to bed, Yang Xiaoxin did not go to bed directly as usual. She also called out to Fu Xianghui who was about to go to bed: "Xiang Hui, is there something wrong with you? Let's have a good chat?"

Fu Xianghui looked at his wife and hesitated to speak.

Some things have been told to his wife, but his wife is still immersed in her various plans and does not understand his feelings.

In the dead of night, Fu Xianghui was sitting alone on the balcony of his home, looking at the gray sky outside. He always felt a little dull and depressed, and he was holding back a lot of words, but he couldn't find anyone with whom he could communicate.

Two days ago, I went to Yiling City to inspect the Xuemeng Food Factory and met Cao Shujie, an old colleague I hadn't seen for many years. When Fu Xianghui and Cao Shujie were eating and chatting, they suddenly felt that he and Cao Shujie were chatting very well.

But when he came back to face his wife, he couldn't talk about many topics.

If he says a few more words, it will become his own complaint to his wife.

Regarding whether to go to Xuemeng Food Factory to be in charge of the laboratory, he promised to give Cao Shujie a definite answer within a week.

Two days have passed now. Fu Xianghui has been thinking about how to tell his wife about this matter. However, Fu Xianghui is very distressed when he thinks about having to quarrel after telling his wife about it.

Hearing his wife calling him to stop tonight, Fu Xianghui sat on the sofa and hesitated for a while before speaking out his thoughts.

But before he could finish, Yang Xiaoxin suddenly asked him: "Xiang Hui, you called me a few days ago and said that you had a project that required you to work overtime for two days at the institute. You didn't work overtime, right?"

Fu Xianghui said subconsciously: "I'm working overtime."

"But I had something to do that day and called your research institute. They answered the phone and told me that you took two days off and you didn't work overtime!"

Yang Xiaoxin's tone of voice was a bit serious. She kept staring at her husband. She had the impression that this was the first time Fu Xianghui had lied to her.

But she found that her husband was too calm, his eyes didn't change at all, and he didn't even blink.

It seems that after this matter was exposed, her husband seemed calmer, a bit like breaking the pot, and said: "I went to see about the new job that day."

Since his wife already knows about this matter, there is no need to hide it. It is better to talk about it openly.

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Fu Xianghui was also looking for an opportunity to tell his wife, and he thought this opportunity was quite good.

"Honey, have you ever thought that I am tired..."

Yang Xiaoxin remembered that her husband had said some time ago that he would help solve school problems. She originally thought that her husband would still ask her if she had thought about her son going to school in another place. When she was about to refute him, before she could say anything, she suddenly heard her My husband said he was very tired.

Seeing the fatigue on her husband's face, Yang Xiaoxin understood that her husband was not lying. After calming down, Yang Xiaoxin seemed to realize that her husband had become a lot worse recently.

There are even a lot of white hairs on the head.

Her father-in-law and mother-in-law are both in their 60s and don’t have many gray hairs. There are also very few people in her husband’s family who have gray hairs.

But her husband, who is still in his prime, has so many gray hairs, which is obviously abnormal.

Yang Xiaoxin didn't say anything and continued to listen to her husband.

"I also want to give you a better life in Beijing, and I have been working hard, but more than 500,000 a year sounds like a lot, but after deducting taxes and fees, the money you can get is less than 400,000. Zikang's study money will be deducted by 1/3, and there are various insurances, mortgages, and daily consumption. After so many years, do you think we have saved any money?"

Before hearing her husband talk about this most acute issue, Yang Xiaoxin really hadn't thought about this.

She felt that her husband's annual salary of 500,000 a year, plus a considerable bonus at the end of the year, was also a considerable income, better than most families.

Because she had to take care of her son, she didn't work, and she also felt that this income was enough for their family's expenses, more than enough.

Therefore, Yang Xiaoxin seemed to be very generous in investing in her son's educational resources.

All along, her husband didn't refute it, and Yang Xiaoxin thought that this was within their ability to bear.

But today, when she heard her husband mention these things, Yang Xiaoxin realized that she seemed to think too simply.

At this moment, Yang Xiaoxin didn't know what to say.

Fu Xianghui continued, "This time when I went to Qingshi Town, I met my old colleague Cao Shujie, and talked to him about the laboratory he invested in, and also visited the orchard he cultivated himself, and also visited his factory."

"That is a large factory with an investment of nearly 2 billion. By the way, the Aimeng preserved fruit that you and your mother like to eat the most is produced in his factory."

"And the fruit wine we drank some time ago was also produced in their factory."

"I really didn't expect that all these things were made by him." Fu Xianghui pointed this out to his wife.

Sure enough, he saw a subtle change in the expression on his wife's face.

He continued, "This time, Lao Cao initially invested several hundred million to build a laboratory and purchase various equipment. I also went to see that place. He really wants to do things, and I have also seen the products that Lao Cao wants to research next. I can only say that once successful, that product is indeed very promising."

"Lao Cao means to give me an annual salary of 2 million and a house in the provincial capital, and he will solve the problem of Zikang going to school in the provincial capital..."

"How can he guarantee to solve the problem of going to school?" Yang Xiaoxin suddenly asked.

Fu Xianghui looked at his wife and said to her seriously: "Quancheng Mayor Xiang Yuheng is his elder. Even if there is no such relationship, Lao Cao has his way to help Zikang solve the problem of going to school."

At this point, Fu Xianghui said to his wife seriously: "Wife, don't doubt the ability of a person with billions of assets."

"And this time when I went to meet with Lao Cao, he also told me that you can not go there first, and wait for him to help to complete all the things, and then you can go there."

He also took out his mobile phone and showed his wife the photos he took.

If it was in the past, his wife would not have the patience to listen to him and look at these photos, but today was different. Fu Xianghui found that his wife was studying the scenery in the photos one by one, the company laboratory.

Fu Xianghui continued, "This company is in a town, but it doesn't mean that the company itself has no future."

"I don't need to say more about how popular the products of Xuemeng Food Factory are."

"My wife, you may not know that Lao Cao told me that Xuemeng Food Factory has no loans, and all the current investments are Lao Cao's own money. You may not understand what this means, but 99% of domestic companies have loans and a high debt ratio, but his company is very healthy." Fu Xianghui said.

"Do you have to go?" Yang Xiaoxin asked him.

Fu Xianghui was silent for a while, and finally nodded: "2 million a year can solve too many problems. I want to earn this money."

"But there are no learning resources in Beijing..." Yang Xiaoxin lost her confidence when she said this again.

Fu Xianghui told her: "My wife, don't be naive. These resources need to be bought with money. If you can't make money, how can you have any resources?"

"If I can really get this annual salary, even if I spend money in Quancheng, do you think it will be worse than the teaching resources that Zikang enjoys now?" Fu Xianghui asked his wife.

This was a very sharp question, and Yang Xiaoxin did not refute it this time.

She felt very confused, stood up and walked towards the bedroom: "Let me think about it."

Fu Xianghui did not disturb her, and he also wanted to think about this question at this time.

But in fact, for Fu Xianghui, he already had the answer in his heart.

...

On the second day at work, Cao Shujie listened to Wang Zhifeng reporting to him about the situation in Shanghai.

At the same time, Wang Zhifeng also told Cao Shujie about cooperating with colleges and universities to select and recruit college graduates.

In Wang Zhifeng's view, Xuemeng Food Factory is not bad at all.

Some colleges and universities have also developed counterpart majors in agricultural and sideline product processing. Even if they are not recruiting people for the laboratory, Wang Zhifeng thinks that purely from the perspective of Xuemeng Food Factory's own production, they also need to recruit a group of such people to replenish fresh blood for Xuemeng Food Factory.

After listening, Cao Shujie agreed with Wang Zhifeng's idea.

He said to Wang Zhifeng: "Manager Wang, we both have the same idea. This matter should be dealt with as soon as possible. You will be responsible for negotiating with the universities."

Wang Zhifeng nodded. This matter was closely related to the human resources department, and he had no choice but to do it.

"Well, Fu Xianghui and Tong Jiayi have already come, and Tong Jiayi has also stayed. You will meet him and have a chat later." Cao Shujie said.

Wang Zhifeng nodded.

After reporting his work, Wang Zhifeng left Cao Shujie's office and prepared to talk to Tong Jiayi. .

Cao Shujie saw that the time was almost up. He was about to go to the Central Primary School to pick up Mengmeng for lunch and a nap, but his cell phone rang again.

Seeing that it was Fu Xianghui who called, Cao Shujie wondered if Old Fu had made a decision?

Cao Shujie answered the phone and heard Fu Xianghui say on the phone that their family was ready to move to Dongshan Province.

But he came here first to make a forewarning. After the house and his son's schooling were settled, his wife and children would come.

In addition, summer vacation was coming soon, and Fu Xianghui considered letting his son finish this summer vacation in Beijing and then transfer to another school.

"Okay, Old Fu, when you come, just go to Quancheng to pick a house. You don't have to worry about other things. After you choose a house, I will arrange schooling for you nearby." This is what Cao Shujie promised him.

In fact, this is exactly the case. Schooling is still based on the principle of proximity.

Fu Xianghui was not hypocritical.

He himself did not expect that his wife, after resting for a night, told him that she agreed to move from Beijing to Quancheng when she saw him the next morning.

At that time, the mother and daughter would move there, and Zikang could also go to school in Quancheng.

However, the house in Beijing would not be sold, and they would continue to keep the household registration in Beijing to facilitate their son's college entrance examination in the future.

Fu Xianghui did not care about this arrangement.

Look at how cool Lao Cao is, but he doesn't mind staying in that small village. Fu Xianghui thinks that as long as he can make money, everything is not a problem.

After negotiating with his wife, Fu Xianghui quickly called Cao Shujie.

After hanging up the phone, Fu Xianghui told his wife: "Lao Cao has agreed. He means that we should go to Quancheng to choose a house by ourselves. After the house is settled, he will help us solve the problem of Zikang going to elementary school nearby."

"Is he really that powerful? Any elementary school will do?" Yang Xiaoxin still didn't believe it.

But Fu Xianghui told him: "Wife, since Lao Cao promised to do this, he will do it. There is no need for him to lie to us."

"Besides, the house here is not for sale. I will take a few more days off. Let's go to Quancheng together to choose a house. When Lao Cao helps to solve the school problem, you can move there, right?" Fu Xianghui said.

Yang Xiaoxin thought about it and felt that her husband was right.

"Okay, let's do it!" Yang Xiaoxin said. (End of this chapter)