bookrandom Chapter 197 Xiao Chuhong’s wishful thinking
Chapter 197 Xiao Chuhong’s wishful thinking
Lin Jun sat up and said, "He agreed?"
Xiao Chuhong nodded quickly: "Agreed, you quickly discuss with my cousin-in-law, agree on cooperation, and use the money to buy a factory building and equipment. Chen Guanghui said that there are many people watching these machines, and they will be gone if it's too late."
Lin Jun was overjoyed. He grabbed Xiao Chuhong's face and kissed her hard: "Baby, you are so powerful. If I, Lin Jun, can marry you and go home, I will definitely make a fortune."
Xiao Chuhong looked shy and leaned into Lin Jun's arms, rubbing circles on his chest with her hands: "I have already thought about it. When our factory opens, I will divorce Chen Guangzong and marry you."
Lin Jun didn't say anything. Although Xiao Chuhong was in good shape, she had given birth to a child after all, so she was still far behind those young girls.
If he opened a factory and had money and status, why would he marry a second-hand guy?
Seeing Lin Jun didn't respond, Xiao Chuhong suddenly panicked: "Lin Jun, do you dislike me?"
Lin Jun immediately laughed: "How is it possible? You are the only woman in my life, Lin Jun. I have always wanted to be with you in my dreams. How could I dislike you? I was just thinking about what kind of house we would buy after we get married. "
Xiao Chuhong felt relieved immediately after hearing this, and said with a longing look on her face: "I want to buy a house and a car, so that those who look down on me will be envious and jealous."
"Okay, okay, buy, buy, buy, I'll buy it all for you." Lin Jun said with a smile.
"How much money do you have in hand?" Xiao Chuhong asked.
"If you put it all together, I estimate you can get between 1 and 20." Lin Jun said, "How much do you have? Over the years, Chen Guanghui has sent a lot of money back, and it all went into your pocket. I haven't lost any of the benefits." "
"Haha, look how sad you are. You don't know how much money I have? You help me get it every time. If it weren't for your help, I still wouldn't be able to get the money Chen Guanghui sent to that bitch."
"Tell me, how many are there?" Lin Jun looked expectant.
Xiao Chuhong proudly stretched out five fingers.
"5?" Lin Jun said in surprise.
Xiao Chuhong shook her head proudly.
"It can't be 50, right?" Lin Jun said in shock.
Xiao Chuhong nodded proudly.
"Oh my God, so much. Chen Guanghui is really willing to send money. Even 50 yuan can buy a good 8-room courtyard house." Lin Jun said in surprise.
Xiao Chuhong's face showed disdain: "So what if you give it up? The money doesn't belong to me. When I open the factory, I might be richer than him."
"Yes, yes, but our total is only 70, is it enough?" Lin Jun said.
"You ask my cousin-in-law. We will give you 70 yuan, and he will give you about 100 million yuan. That is enough. There are 5 machines in total. You can buy them for 100 million yuan. Then you can rent a factory and start working first, and wait for our high-quality fabrics." Once it is sold, we can buy our own factory and continue to expand." Xiao Chuhong imagined a bright future.
"He hasn't replied to me yet, but I can see that he's moved. You go find your cousin to have a chat and settle the matter quickly." Lin Jun said.
"Okay, I'll go find her tomorrow." Xiao Chuhong said.
"Your cousin should still be in the hospital. That day I saw your cousin's husband said that he broke his head and was in the hospital. You should bring something more expensive to see her, by the way."
Xiao Chuhong suddenly had an idea: "Okay, it depends on me, this will definitely happen."
In the courtyard of Xi's family, Xirou was holding her chin in her hands, staring at the sky in a daze, her little face full of worry.
After communicating with Li Muyun, she learned that only by purchasing advanced foreign machinery could her factory be competitive, so she looked for help from trading companies everywhere.
Unexpectedly, she searched almost the entire capital city and still couldn't find anyone with such a connection.
Seeing that the factory's technical team is about to be formed, her machine has not yet been found, and it is hard to eat these days.
Chen Qingyun came out of the kitchen and was about to call Xirou for help, but when he saw her sitting there in a daze, he felt strange.
What's wrong with this child? He looked thoughtful.
She walked to her side in confusion, but Xirou didn't respond, so she waved her hand in front of her worriedly and called softly: "Xirou, Xirou."
Xi Rou suddenly regained her composure. When she saw it was her mother, she asked with a smile: "Mom, what's wrong?"
"I still want to ask you what's wrong? You feel like you have lost your soul these days." Chen Qingyun said angrily.
"Haha, it's okay, Mom, what did you call me for?" Xirou asked.
"Go and call Caixia and Zhuzi over for dinner. I don't know if Caixia has been too tired recently. I saw that her face was very pale and listless. I made soup to replenish her body." Chen Qingyun said.
After hearing this, Xirou stood up immediately: "Okay, I'll go now."
There's no point sitting here thinking about it anyway, it's better to go out for a walk.
Soon, she arrived at Yang Caixia's house, but what she never expected was that there was a man kneeling in the house.
"Aunt Xia, are you at home?" Xirou shouted as she walked into the house.
Seeing a man kneeling on the ground, Yang Caixia sat aside with an indifferent expression, hugging Dongzi and saying nothing.
Yang Caixia saw Xi Rou, and as if she had received amnesty, she hurried forward and asked, "Xi Rou, what's wrong?"
Xirou glanced at the man on the ground, and saw that he was tall and handsome, wearing a brand-name suit, and exuding the aura of a wealthy man. She was curious, who was this man? Why are you kneeling here?
Looking at Yang Caixia again, she had not seen her for a few days. Yang Caixia seemed to be a different person, haggard and pale.
She was startled, what was going on? No wonder mom is so worried.
"Sister Xia, what is this?" Xirou asked.
The man raised his head and looked at Yang Caixia with burning eyes.
Yang Caixia didn't look at him at all and said coldly: "Irrelevant person! By the way, you have something to do with me?"
"Oh, my mother asked me to call you and Dongzi over for dinner. She made soup and said it would replenish your health." Xi Rou said.
"Okay, let's go there now." After Yang Caixia finished speaking, she took Dongzi and was about to walk out.
"Caixia, me!" The man knelt and moved forward a few steps, his knees covered with dirt. But he didn't care at all, but looked at Yang Caixia and her son eagerly.
"If you like to kneel, just kneel here. Xirou, let's go." After Yang Caixia finished speaking, she left without looking back.
Dongzi followed her mother, but looked back at the man from time to time.
He felt that this man looked familiar and felt an inexplicable closeness to him, but he did not recognize him.
After the three of them left the alley, Xirou asked, "Sister Xia, are you okay?"
"It's okay. Let's go quickly. Don't keep your mother waiting." Yang Caixia smiled.
Xirou nodded and asked no more questions.
By the time they returned to the Xijia West Courtyard, the chef had already prepared the meals and put them all on the table, waiting to be served.
Because Chen Daoming had a cold, Li Qingju went home these days. Xi Zhuquan happened to have something to do at the furniture factory and would not come to eat, so Chen Qingyun was the only one at home.