After taking two puffs of cigarette, Chen Long asked someone to get the contract.
The deputy director kept talking, and the man below naturally broke his leg. It didn't take long for the contract to be obtained.
The terms are clear, and the conditions proposed by Zhao Shanhe are clearly written on it.
It was written in black and white and stamped with the cannery's red stamp. The deal was a done deal.
There were two copies, and Zhao Shanhe put his own copy in his pocket.
The other copy was kept by Chen Long.
Zheng Wood felt his teeth itching from looking at it.
But it was useless to be angry, Zhao Shanhe moved his tongue several times and took down Chen Long.
Zhao Shanhe looked at the still fresh and warm contract and felt that Chen Long was brave and foolhardy.
He got the contract without spending a penny, so he was afraid that he would change his mind and bite back the contract?
Although he knew there was this road, Zhao Shanhe would not take it.
He doesn't do business that is unconscionable.
"Boss Zhao, we will meet more often in the future." Chen Long stretched out his hand.
Zhao Shanhe caught it, "That's natural."
The matter was settled and after a cup of tea, Zhao Shanhe was about to leave. Li Yuanhua went all the way to the gate of the factory. He felt that he was not sincere enough and planned to drive Zhao Shanhe back in person in the factory's special car.
But Zhao Shanhe refused. He didn't want to put on airs. Besides, he came in a tricycle and could come and go freely.
At the entrance of the factory, Zhao Shanhe took out his cigarette case, knocked out a few cigarettes, and handed one to Su Zhengshan and then to Hong Changhai.
Su Zhengshan was very happy, smoking a cigarette and humming a ditty.
"Langben~"
"Wandering~"
"Ten thousand miles rolling~"
The voice was small, but very proud.
Zhao Shanhe helped him gain face today and concluded a business deal. In the future, he would be considered a respectable person in Cannery Bingfang Street.
Hong Changhai looked at it with greedy eyes. Compared with having a son-in-law who was the deputy director, having a son-in-law like Zhao Shanhe was obviously more popular.
While smoking, Hong Changhai felt very sad.
"Boss Zhao..." Li Yuanhua had something to say.
Zhao Shanhe understood and handed him a cigarette, "Smoke."
Li Yuanhua felt helpless. He didn't mean it this way.
"Okay." Zhao Shanhe waved his hand, "I know what you are thinking. We are all acquaintances, so I won't make any fuss. The contract has been signed and it is a done deal. Your contribution is indispensable in the process. When the business is formalized, If you start working, I will give you a 3% dividend if you make money, and if you lose money, I will bear it myself."
After saying that, Zhao Shanhe looked at Su Zhengshan and Hong Changhai again, "I can't let my father-in-law and Uncle Hong come here in vain. I will give you two 1% dividends each, which is not much, so you should bear with me. "
Li Yuanhua works hard just to get dividends.
But Su Zhengshan and Hong Changhai were embarrassed to take it.
They came today not expecting to get any dividends.
Su Zhengshan was obviously here to save face for his son-in-law.
At most, Hong Changhai only made a trip for Li Yuanhua.
The two old men paved the way.
Hearing this, Hong Changhai quickly shook his head, "Shanhe, Uncle Hong doesn't dare to ask for this dividend. I didn't pay or contribute. If I ask for this dividend, wouldn't it be taking advantage of you and eating for nothing!"
"Yes." Su Zhengshan was also embarrassed, "I am a member of my own family, let alone sharing the dividends. I couldn't say a word to you in the factory today. It's all up to you to fight alone. I feel very guilty. I can't share the dividends. want."
How can a son-in-law do business and his father-in-law just follow him?
Su Zhengshan shook his head repeatedly.
"If a family doesn't speak the same language, we will get divided if we talk too much. This is what I want to do." Zhao Shanhe didn't want to be agitated, put out his cigarette, and got on the tricycle, "Dad, Uncle Hong, I'm in the market. I still have things to do over there, so I won’t send you off.”
"Okay, okay, go get busy. When you have time, go home and your mother will make dumplings for you!" Now, the more Su Zhengshan looked at Zhao Shanhe, the more he liked him.
The young man has a plan at a young age, is far-sighted, and has a thorough understanding of the world.
Although he said he didn't want the 1% dividend, he was still greedy for the benefit.
A 1% dividend may not sound like much.
But in actual terms, the net profit from one can is 3 cents, 50,000 cans is 15,000 yuan, and the 1% dividend is 150 yuan.
This is still in its infancy. If the canning business can start up, you can earn at least one to two thousand yuan a year.
Zhao Shanhe is not giving him a dividend, this is providing him with a pension!
Su Zhengshan did not expect that he would enjoy Zhao Shanhe's filial piety at the end of his life.
It can be seen that everything cannot be defined too early.
When she got home, Zhang Cailing had already prepared dinner, which consisted of cabbage and pork stew. She ate most of the pot and put the rest in a small pot, which was reserved for Su Zhengshan. Zhang Cailing also poured wine.
Zhang Cailing is not a very good character, but Su Zhengshan is comfortable with the basic necessities of life.
Su Zhengshan was satisfied with this, so on weekdays Zhang Cailing always dug into the ditch to give Gao Yuqiao some oil and water, but he would turn a blind eye.
After sitting down to eat, Zhang Cailing said: "My son is back and sleeping in the house."
After taking a sip of wine, Su Zhengshan said: "Half of the dish was eaten, like feeding pigs. I knew this kid was back."
"You are really good at describing it, but you are my son." Zhang Cailing said angrily. Su Peng is their biological child, so no matter what Su Zhengshan says, Zhang Cailing thinks it is normal.
Father and son are like that.
It's time to hit, it's time to scold.
But feelings don't grow apart.
You can't fool people about blood ties.
"I didn't even bother to talk to him when I came back." After putting a piece of food in his mouth and chewing it, Su Zhengshan shouted towards the back room: "Su Peng, come out and have a drink with your father and me." !”
After a while, someone walked out of the back room.
He is a tall man of 1.8 meters, strong and muscular, wearing a blue uniform of a furniture factory. He looks energetic and has a round shave. He looks very similar to Su Zhengshan from a closer look, but in general he looks more like Zhang Cailing, with fine skin and tender flesh. You can tell by looking at him that he is the spoiled child of the family.
"You stay away from home all day long, wandering around, and I don't see you getting a wife back home!" Su Zhengshan scolded, it seemed like scolding, but more out of love for his son.
Sometimes a father's love is like a mountain.
Sometimes a father's love is like a landslide.
Su Peng had long been used to it, so he was not surprised. He sat at the dinner table, picked up an apple, and stuffed it in his mouth, "I don't like those girls outside. They are so coquettish and annoying!"
With Su Peng's appearance, there are many girls chasing him, but he doesn't like her.
"Shit, you're the only one who still looks down on me. Can you think about your status? Your father no longer works in the cannery. He's retired. He doesn't have an iron rice bowl. Don't be a 46-year-old anymore. When you're old enough, start a family as soon as possible. , giving me a grandson is a serious matter."
"Your dad is right!" Zhang Cailing quickly continued, "You are a strong young man with a smooth face. I advise you to look for a girl in your factory who is good at housework, and also look for your factory director. Do you have a daughter of the right age or something..."
"Mom, please stop it. Our factory director's daughter is only 6 years old."
