Chapter 85

noon.

Shu Zhengjia, at the dining table.

"Today is really exciting, haha!"

"cheers."

"Old Zheng, I heard that the one who blackmailed you last time was beaten badly."

"..."

The two families had lunch.

In addition to the Shu family, there are five members of the Bu family.

In addition to the couple and their daughter Bu Xiaoling, Buxian also brought his parents here, and they usually cook and so on.

The two have known each other for many years and are neighbors. Their daughters are still best friends, and the relationship has always been very close.

chatting chatting.

The topic came to Shu Fu.

"Lingling, learn more from your Brother Shu, don't fool around all day long."

"Look at him, he is so capable at such a young age."

"..."

For a while, Shu Fu became a role model for Bu Xian to educate Bu Xiaoling.

If it is normal.

Bu Xiaoling absolutely wanted to refute a few words, murmured, reluctantly, but when she talked about Shu Fu, she was convinced, handsome is one aspect.

What's more important is talent.

last night.

She saw Shu Fu's superb painting skills with her own eyes, and she only had one word in her heart.

"By the way, Xiaofu, which art school are you planning to take?" Buxian asked casually.

Such exquisite painting skills should go to the capital.

"Art school?"

Shu Fu shook his head. Although he is a wood engraver, he has nothing to do with art schools.

After getting started, he mostly groped his way forward, he was not an art student.

"No such plan."

"That's right, some teachers may not be as good as you with your skills." Shu Zheng laughed.

Even a layman can see Shu Fu's high craftsmanship.

"Whether your childhood dream was to be a painter has finally come true now," said Bu Xian.

"Ah! That's right."

Shu Fu recalled his childhood dream, it seemed to be to be a famous singer. . common people. Because I heard from my classmates that everyone wants to serve the common people.

certainly.

Just think about it, there is no such thing in class, so I just said something casually.

Thinking of this, I sighed slightly in my heart.

In the previous life, after growing up, dream was a luxury word.

. . .

afternoon.

Four o'clock.

In the office of the director of Zhenghui Rubber Factory, Sun Hui was blowing on the air conditioner and smoking a cigarette. His mood was as chilly as the temperature in the room.

"Worker strike."

"..."

"The truck has a flat tire."

"..."

"Environmental inspection."

"..."

"The wires were cut."

"..."

A piece of bad news appears almost every day these days.

Now the entire rubber factory is in a semi-shutdown state. Although it is still collecting glue, the processing volume is insufficient.

If this continues, within a week, the problem will become more and more serious.

Sell?

Reluctant.

Can not sell, but unable to reverse.

He has been running a factory here for many years, and he knows some people.

But no matter how good the relationship is, it is not as close as the local forces. After all, he is not a native Indonesian.

therefore.

This time, it seemed that the opponent was determined to push him out of the game.

"Director, someone is visiting."

"who?"

"A man came in a Mercedes and said it was about the rubber factory."

"..."

The guard really puts everyone in there without asking clearly.

"Let someone in."

soon.

The assistant came in with a man in a neat suit.

"Hello."

"Hello."

Seeing the person coming, Sun Hui was slightly taken aback. The person could speak Chinese, which is really rare for an Indonesian.

Although it is a bit inaccurate, you can hear the meaning clearly.

"Excuse me, what's the matter?" Sun Hui asked.

"I want to buy your factory." The other party expressed his intention.

Upon hearing this, Sun Hui's first reaction was not to be happy, but to frown: "Do you also want to take advantage of the fire?"

"No."

The man shook his head.

"I came here with sincerity, I wonder how much you want to sell?"

"One and a half million dollars."

Sun Hui asked for a high price, and the final transaction will not be paid in US dollars, mainly because it is easy to calculate.

"Too high."

"Heh, aren't you sincere?" Sun Hui pouted.

These days, most of the people who came to ask for the price kept the price very low, and he didn't give any hope.

Hearing this, the other party shook his head.

"Our sincerity is to our friends, and we don't want to be taken advantage of. The market price of your factory is estimated to be around 1.1 million US dollars."

"Then you are willing to sell it. I'll sell you as long as you give me 1.1 million dollars. I'm sorry, but I won't sell it." Sun Hui said loudly.

The words fell.

I saw the other party smiled.

"make a deal."

"Look, I'll just say... what?"

Sun Hui was stunned.

What did he hear?

make a deal?

Did you hallucinate just now?

"According to the current exchange rate, the Indonesian rupiah of 1.1 million US dollars is traded. You don't know what to say, do you?"

"Calculate, count."

After recovering, Sun Hui nodded quickly.

The price is reasonable.

It's too reasonable. If you don't agree, you're a fool. He doesn't expect a premium or anything, and you can do it if you don't lose money.

It doesn't matter if you sell it, and you will get out of this quagmire.

"How long does it take to sign the contract and pay?"

"In three days."

"no problem."

After discussing some details, Sun Hui sent the other party away, and also gave a deposit before leaving, so that he believed that the other party really wanted to buy it, not just playing him.

Back in the office, I turned on the air conditioner for a while.

Sun Hui went out.

Thirty minutes later.

"Old Shu."

Came to the community and found Shu Zheng who just woke up from his afternoon nap.

"What's wrong?"

"This...my factory is likely to be sold."

"ah?"

Although it was expected, Shu Zheng still felt a little disappointed, and was finally knocked down by the local snake.

"But it's not the person you think, but a company in Jakarta, who offered a reasonable price, and I couldn't refuse."

Old friends for many years, although selling the factory does not mean parting.

But after all, it is related to livelihood, and the affairs of the factory will be decided by others in the future.

There was a moment of silence in the room.

Shu Zheng was thinking about the future. Whether the new owner of the rubber factory would work together with the other two factories to lower prices was still unknown.

truth.

Everyone in their small community has also thought about joining together to pool money to buy a factory.

But.

This cannot be solved by buying a factory.

You are in other people's territory, and the rules are made by them. If you buy it, a series of problems will arise.

manage.

Sale.

With more constraints, they also have little experience and are easy to mess up.

Sighed.

Shu Zheng smiled at Sun Hui.

"It's okay, Brother Sun, I don't blame you. Even if we are a strong dragon, we can't overwhelm the local snake. I understand. Let's leave it to the future."

"You... sorry." Sun Hui sighed slightly.

"Hehe, I don't blame you, you have been taking care of us all these years, thank you."

Shu Zheng laughed.

This is sincere, not polite.

In a foreign country, there are many Chinese who disrupt each other, but more help each other. The two have been friends for more than ten years.

Things are impermanent.

You can't expect people to kill themselves with local snakes for the sake of feelings.

"How about the buyer?"

"Smart and decisive, he should have good strength and can speak Chinese."

"..."

After sitting for an hour, Sun Hui left the community.

Shu Zheng returned home, took a sip of tea, and frowned. A new rubber factory owner is full of uncertainties.

If you're lucky, it stays the same.

If you're unlucky, you'll be in trouble.

Headache!

. . .

At this moment, Shu Fu and others who were swimming at the beach came back.

It's different from when I went there.

now.

Everyone of the same age looked at Shu Fu, and the word "worship" was almost written on their faces.

In the morning, they saw Shu Fu's painting skills. When they went swimming just now, Shu Fu's swimming skills made them feel ashamed.

Then.

Someone suggested a game of wrestling.

first round.

Shu Fu won.

second inning.

Shu Fu won.

…

There were nearly twenty boys, some of them were taller and stronger than Shu Fu, but they were still no match for Shu Fu.

Shu Fu's strength firmly suppressed them.

strength.

Skill.

Losing is called a complete loss!

Impressed!

As for Shu Xianxian's cousin, whom they had only known for less than a day, they were short of worshiping their elder brother.

Both civil and military.

Even some older than Shu Fu began to call Shu Ge.

one look.

Shu Zheng didn't understand.

Then Bu Xiaoling on the side began to explain, dancing and dancing, and told the story of Shu Fu's selection of more than 20 people, vividly and vividly.

After listening.

Shu Zheng couldn't help being dumbfounded, Shu Fu still has this ability?