Mr. Cao's momentum was still quite strong. He looked at the woman and said, "What do you call us late at night? What's going on? Just talk about it and don't disturb us playing mahjong."
Huang Yingjun's mother was so frightened that she trembled and said, "It's just... my son was beaten by your child... I... I'm here to ask now, who beat him?"
Mr. Cao snorted coldly: "Beat?"
"Hmm..." Huang Yingjun's mother nodded quickly.
Mr. Cao looked at the dozen bastards and cursed:
"Are there any of you who do things like this? If you hit someone with a useless thing, you have to beat him to death.
Look at him, he still has the energy to go back and file a complaint. Is this ridiculous? "
Master Cao's words immediately made Fu Bao burst into laughter. He was so good at talking.
Huang Yingjun's mother was dumbfounded: "No, is there any parent like you? This is how you teach your children!"
Mr. Cao looked at her coldly and said, "I usually don't hit women..."
Huang Yingjun's mother was stunned, and Master Cao showed a look of contempt and said: "Because, usually I only kill people, come here! Drag her down and give it to me..."
Before he finished speaking, Huang Yingjun's mother had already run away with Huang Yingjun, and she was rolling and crawling. She also knew that Mr. Cao was telling the truth.
Mr. Cao snorted coldly and said: "I hate this kind of people, they affect my mood. Let's continue playing mahjong, right?"
This is an extra mahjong match. Qian's mother is not in good health, so they usually play until ten o'clock and then disperse.
But today Master Cao is here. Master Cao’s skills are not good, but the key is that he still likes to fight. It’s really terrible.
Mrs. Huang asked tentatively: "You have lost more than 300 yuan today, why are you still playing?"
Mr. Cao smiled and said: "Isn't it just a small amount of money to play? I can still afford to lose. I still have a few gambling houses, oh my! I can afford to lose."
After saying that, he looked at Fubao and said, "Those gambling houses will be yours from now on!"
Everyone's expressions changed when they looked at Fu Bao, and Mrs. Huang quickly said: "Isn't it a good idea to give this to Fu Bao? My Fu Bao is so simple, how can I manage something like a gambling house well?" "
Mr. Cao smiled and said:
"It's not like she has to take care of it herself. There are dedicated people under her to take care of it. I have four major gambling houses in total.
Four gambling houses can earn 30,000 yuan a month! "
Fu Bao rolled her eyes. She had no interest in gambling houses, and she was a good citizen. She would never get involved in pornography, gambling or drugs.
She directly pulled Mr. Cao aside and rejected him directly: "Grandpa, I won't accept you in those gambling houses!"
Mr. Cao looked at her and said, "You still dislike her."
"It's not that I dislike it, I just want to avoid pornography, gambling, and drugs. Grandpa, if you want the Cao Gang to go further, I don't think these things can be done." Fubao looked at Master Cao seriously.
Mr. Cao looked at Fu Bao helplessly and said:
"You little guy, how could I not understand? But what can rough guys like us do?
There is no other way to survive except driving these things and making money. "
Until there is no better way, this road is their only way.
Some people don't just want to do evil when they come up. It's just that there are hundreds of people in the Cao Gang, and there are many people in the Cao Gang who are old and young, and they all rely on the Cao Gang to make a living.
The 1960s were no better than the 1980s and 1990s. There were opportunities everywhere. If it were the 1980s and 1990s, Fubao would have encouraged them to start their own businesses, but now there is no such opportunity at all, and they have no way to go overseas.
This is really a big trouble. Even if we ask them to farm, they won’t be able to farm.
For example, many members of the Cao Gang are gangsters, and only a few of them can really settle down and farm.
So farming is not feasible.
Fubao thought for a moment and said, "Farming is not possible now, so there really isn't much we can do."
What we can do now is industry, agriculture, and medical care. They definitely can’t do medical care, and they definitely can’t do agriculture. Then there’s only industry.
Fubao coughed and said, "Grandpa Cao, why don't we open our own factory and make molds?"
Grandpa Cao looked at Fubao and rolled his eyes speechlessly: "Fubao! Look, if Grandpa Cao can make molds, why does he have to set up a casino?"
Fu Bao also looked at him weakly and said:
“I think there’s a lot that can be done!
Machine tools, tools, mechanical parts, automobile manufacturing, electronic components, electronic equipment, household appliances, including textiles, clothing, shoes and hats, you can do anything! "
Mr. Cao almost trembled when he looked at Fu Bao and said, "Fu Bao! How can such a simple thing be possible? If I could do this, wouldn't I have changed my career long ago?"
"Don't worry about whether you can or not, just say whether you are willing or not?" Fu Bao looked at him seriously with a small face.
Mr. Cao looked at Fu Bao and said, "Of course I want to do it."
Fubao looked at him and said: "If you want to do it, just do whatever you want. We are currently studying agricultural tools, and they have already taken shape, but there is no processing plant..."
Mr. Cao looked at Fubao and was dumbfounded: "Agricultural tools?"
Fu Bao looked at him and said:
"That's right! If we want to keep more people fed, we have to rely on hoes and sickles. It's not enough to manage farmland well.
What's more, today's tractors and harvesters can only be imported. If we can make them ourselves, what do you think will happen? "
But Mr. Cao was also a little worried: "After we make it, who will we sell it to?"
Fu Bao looked at him and said, "Of course we use it for ourselves! With these agricultural tools, let's collect more land and use it for ourselves. When we have food, won't we be able to feed more people?"
It is true that in the 1970s, there was still a hurdle to pass, but what did it have to do with them?
As long as the grain is handed in on time every month, it will be fine. Besides, Fubao now has two brigades. If the grain produced can be increased, doesn't the remaining grain belong to everyone?
What's more, there are also such canyons in the mountains. It just takes effort to find them, but Fubao is not afraid to look for them!
Master Cao was still a little worried, but after a while, Fubao's drawings were brought out.
Let’s start with tractors and harvesters. Mr. Cao’s head was about to explode when he saw the densely packed parts: “Can we...can we make it?”
Fu Bao looked at him and said, "Yes! Why not?"
"Steel must be used to make these things, right? Where do these things come from?" Mr. Cao always felt unreliable.
The frame, engine, transmission, wheels and other components of the pulling machine are usually made of steel.
These components need to be strong and durable enough to withstand the challenges that tractors face in agricultural operations.
A tractor uses a lot of steel. Fu Bao said with a smile: "You don't need to worry about the steel. I will also find a way to solve the mold. You just need to find some reliable people who can work." "
