"Laosan, you’re the only one who can keep these people in check."
I don’t know if you’re praising or making fun of ?
"Where’s your business plan?"
When it cos to the business plan, Zhao Tianhai just wanted to curse.
This really isn’t a simple task.
These past two days, whenever he had so free ti, he was calculating.
But he had only written half of it.
"Second brother, I gave you a chance. If you miss it, it’s not my problem anymore."
Zhao Tianhai was still under a lot of pressure.
He hadn’t studied for so many years, and now making him write a business plan felt like it was taking his life.
But he also knew, if he didn’t write it, Laosan wouldn’t invest in him.
He also realized that what he was doing now was just small fry work.
If he really wanted to make money, he had to open a factory.
And most importantly, he might beco the factory manager.
This still excited Zhao Tianhai.
He really had this feeling—when you need the book, you regret not studying harder.
He wished he had studied well back in the day, so he wouldn’t be stuttering through a business plan now.
"I’ll write it. I’ll go back and write it, I’ll work overti and write."
Zhao Tianlei almost wanted to roll his eyes, really.
Just asking him to write a business plan, but he acts like it’s costing him his life.
"Can you give it to tomorrow?"
Zhao Tianhai wanted to refuse, but then he was afraid Laosan’s next sentence would be: "In that case, forget my investnt."
Quickly kill that thought, kill it.
Zhao Tianhai gritted his teeth, "Yes, yes."
If he can’t, he must still make it.
After returning to the squad, Zhao Tianhai went ho, took out paper and pen, and continued forcing himself to work on the business plan.
"What are you doing?" When Da Shu’s mother ca back and saw her husband, she didn’t know what he was doing, scratching his head, standing up and sitting down.
"Wife, I’m writing a business plan?"
What is a business plan?
And these past few days, that’s what you’ve been doing?
"What business plan?"
"Laosan asked to write a business plan for him, only then will he invest in , let set up a food processing factory in the squad."
What?
How much money did Laosan and his wife actually make in the Capital City?
Now they’re even getting their kid’s dad to invest in setting up a factory?
"Why don’t you set up the processing factory yourself?"
Zhao Tianhai refused, "I don’t have enough money. So machines cost tens of thousands. Where do I get the money? Wife, help think about how to write it. Can you take a look?"
Da Shu’s mother wanted to find an excuse to leave. She didn’t know anything about a business plan. She only studied for two years before dropping out.
"Wife, so that we can buy a big house in the city and drive a car in the future."
The temptation stopped Da Shu’s mother from leaving.
Who doesn’t want to live in a big house? Who doesn’t want to drive a car that only big bosses can afford?
"But I don’t know how either?"
"I’ll read it to you, and you help analyze it, okay?"
When Da Shu and Xiao Shu ca back from wandering outside, they saw their parents seed to be writing sothing?
Are they doing howork too?
"Hurry up and eat, finish your al and go to bed early."
Thinking of staying up late tonight, Da Shu’s mother went all out.
Called the family to eat.
"Mom, are you doing howork too?"
Zhao Tianhai’s eyes shifted, and he thought of how to use his situation to educate his two sons.
"Now your dad wants to earn more money, but the contract given by others is incomprehensible, so I have to teach myself. It’s not just learning, your mom has to learn too. If we, your parents, are working hard, you two little rascals better study well, or see how I deal with you."
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