"Hao, your third wife's mother-in-law is here. I heard that you are a seafarer and wants you to give them your business. Let me help to talk to them."
Er Niang did not look at Ye Hao, but raised the flag and talked casually, as if she was not talking about an important topic.
In fact, Erniang was a little nervous.
The head of the family is Ye Hao. They call her aunt at best, but at worst, they are just stepmothers who eat and drink.
She shouldn't be fooling around, let alone chatting with her. If Ye Haoran was petty, he might think she was trying to gain wealth.
Ye Haoran didn't reply right away. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Let them come home. I'll be home the next day."
"Let your Sanniang know when I get back."
It's not deep. If we continue talking, we'll cross the line. It's just right here.
"Haoran, when will you take me to the theater? I haven't gone there yet. There is also a nightclub. I really want to see it."
Little Po didn't understand the darkness inside, and simply thought it was just a place for recreation.
There's no point in it, it's purely a gift of money.
However, Ye Haoran still agreed: "No, after this period of busy work, I will take you and my aunt to go to the theater together."
Er Niang hasn't seen an opera for a long time. When Ye Haoran's father was here, she only went there a few times. After all, the conditions of the Ye family are not that good.
Hearing Ye Haoran's answer, Er Niang also liked it very much.
After buying the flag, tell the store your address and ask the store to deliver it to your door.
Ye Haoran took little Abao to take some photos.
There were photos of him and little Abao together, there were also photos of little Abao by himself, and Er Niang also took a few pictures.
"Haoran, take a few pictures and pass them on to future generations so that their descendants can see the grace of their ancestors."
From Abao's point of view, I have seen so many men who are better looking than Ye Haoran, not at all. Even Brother Daqi, who occasionally comes to listen to her singing and rewards generously, is not as handsome as Ye Haoran.
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If Ye Haoran knew what little Abao was thinking, whether he should cry or not, he would think that Zise was just talking about women, and would never have thought that one day he would be called Zise when talking about him.
At Little Abao's urging, Ye Haoran took a serious photo.
"First, just pay when you pick up the photos in three days."
When Ye Haoran was about to pay, the boss smiled and stopped Ye Haoran from paying.
"That's it."
I bought something and took some photos. I walked out of the photo studio and ordered two rickshaws, one for Er Niang and one for Ye Haoran, holding little A Bao.
The three of them drove towards home.
After returning home, little Abao took the treasure he just bought back to his room, while Er Niang went to talk to San Niang about business.
Ye Haoran was drinking tea with Lin Huai in the main hall.
"Mr. Ye, why didn't we kill Li a few days ago? Now Scar and his gang have entered Suzhou Shang, and they are obviously trying to steal land from me. It's better to kill him all at once."
Lin Huai rarely complained, but now he could tell that Scar must have caused him a lot of trouble.
Ye Haoran lectured: "A big shot can be killed casually? Do you know that if you kill him, all the remaining presidents will come to you? Follow the rules, and those who break the rules will be attacked by a group. Don’t rely on brute force, be more active, I’ve told you how many times!”….
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Lin Huai still looked depressed.
"Scar is looking for me every day. The cargo ship is so busy lately. I have to have a fight with him no matter what I do when I'm done!"
Ye Haoran didn't know how to raise Lin Huai, as long as he didn't give him any trouble.
"Where are the others? The scar is rising, what do others think?"
Lin Huai then said happily: "Scar is admitted to Shang, so he is naturally arrogant and dislikes everyone."
Ye Haoran guessed that President Li had a sense of crisis, so he recruited people. He probably didn't mean to target Ye Haoran.
So he said: "Don't say goodbye for now. Let's see if anyone comes forward. If there is someone who stands out, just wait and see. If no one comes forward, then we can take a long-term view."
discussion. "
Lin Badi is used to being active, which is very bad. All Ye Haoran can do is give him a little guidance to help Lin Badi learn to think independently.
This cannot be learned in a day or two, it requires years of cultivation.
Otherwise, he can only be a follower, and Ye Haoran wants someone who can stand alone.
the next day.
Ye Haoran went to the factory to supervise the expansion. A lot of people were hired in the textile process, almost all of whom were women from the neighborhood. They were in charge at noon, 24 hours a day.
The dyes were also expanded, and various colors and designs came out from here.
The last step is to dry in the shade and dry in the sun. If it is qualified, it will be wrapped directly. If it is not qualified, it will be re-dyed.
All fabrics are divided into three, with different processes and different prices, mainly to cater to the high, middle and low-end markets.
There are naturally differences between what civilians and high-level officials in the United States use.
Either Ye Haoran is good, or he is just trying to harvest money from people of different levels.
Ye Haoran was shouting to a long-term worker: "Old man, you know, go to the recruitment office to help, there are not enough manpower there."
I just came back and saw a few clumsy people who couldn't even move their poles. I scolded them directly: "Don't you have eyes? You can't even see it when it's so crooked. If you can't do it well, just find someone with eyes that can help."
The workers in the factory have long been accustomed to Ye Haoran's methods.
Ye Haoran also wanted to talk things over, but these workers were so stubborn that they would only be able to work well if they were beaten and cursed.
This is also a contraction of the times. Workers are uncomfortable talking about equality and think that you may cause trouble, so they are frightened.
Only when you say a few unpleasant words can you understand your feelings, and can your hands not shake when you work.
"Whose kid is this? Hurry up and take care of him. If he wants to play, take him to the yard. Is this the place to play?"
A young woman dressed simply ran by and slapped the child's butt twice.
Neither did the child, who was so skinny that even the smile on his face didn’t disappear.
"I'm sorry, boss, my dear, I'm going out right now."
That is to say, if you were to be this big in future generations, you would have already started rolling around on the ground.
There are no female workers nearby, and the men also go out to work to earn money. Families without elderly people have to take care of their children by themselves.
Ye Haoran also relaxed the rules appropriately. Those with children can take them with them, and even take them to eat together, but they cannot enter the factory.
For this reason, Ye Haoran even specially circled a yard for this kid to play.
I have to change to another job, not to mention taking care of children.
After a lot of work, I finally packed up the expanded factory building, and will be able to expand production tomorrow. Amy will be back in about ten days, and more will definitely be produced by then. Time is tight and tasks are tight, so I have to work hard to meet the deadline.
When Ye Hao returned home, he simply washed up and went to the main hall.
The family was all waiting to eat. The dishes were all served, except for Ye Haoran.
"Let's eat."
Ye Haoran picked up the first quickie for little Abao, and then started to eat.
After the meal, we drank tea and chatted as usual.
The third aunt laughed and said, "Haoran, can your second uncle come over tomorrow morning?"
"Three, come over anytime, I'll be there tomorrow."
Ye Haoran remembered this. Third Yiniang's family was coming to talk about life. Ye Haoran didn't know exactly what happened. Third Yiniang was a Taoist woman, so naturally she didn't know about the business either.
Whether it's an autumn wind or a true match, we can only see what happens tomorrow. .
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