Sitting on the plane to China, Fang Yuanshan felt a little drowsy. He was so tired these days that he rented a warehouse, found workers to move stones, and went to deal with Adrian for a long time, which made him exhausted. He felt emotional: "I don't know how the bosses of those group companies live every day. He is as tired as a dog now."

Before getting off the plane, he was wearing a down jacket and warm pants in his seat. The passing flight attendant looked at it and covered his little mouth. He had seen one of the sweet-looking girls twice. Fang Yuanshan was embarrassed by her smile, and looked at her chest in anger and said, "Wangzai Little Mantou!" Then he walked off the plane's spiral ladder.

When I walked out of the terminal, the cold air rushed straight to my forehead, pulled the hat of the down jacket up, and took a taxi to leave the airport. Three days left before the Spring Festival in 2009, the streets were decorated with lights and colorful colors. Pedestrians in the commercial area were smiling and entering and leaving the stores, carrying large and small bags in their hands to prepare for the upcoming New Year.

When Fang Yuanshan, who passed by Jingnan Road, saw this scene, he couldn't help but think of his mother who was working in Guangdong Province. His mother was not happy after remarrying. The man passed away early after suffering from pneumoconiosis, leaving two children for her, and has been raising her for years.

It was still Hilton's luxurious single room. She put down her backpack and took out her cell phone and called his mother. The phone was quickly connected. A question came from the receiver: "Who are you?"

He was in a very conflicted mood while holding the phone. Although he didn't know why his parents divorced back then, he was resentful whenever he thought of her leaving her behind, which made his whole childhood spend his laughter. He heard the inquiry coming from the phone again and responded: "It's me!"

"Is it Xiaoshan? It's you! Xiaoshan... cough... cough cough... cough cough cough..." A violent cough sound came from the phone.

"What's wrong with you? Talking, why are you feeling uncomfortable?" Hearing her coughing violently on the phone, the rendering of the Spring Festival atmosphere and the loneliness of wandering in a foreign land made Fang Yuanshan's resentment seem to have disappeared with the coughing sound, and he hurriedly asked on the phone.

"It's okay! My old age is so cold these days. I've gotten into trouble again! Xiaoshan are you okay? Where are you now? Are you using it without money? I'm still a little bit here. Tell me the card number and I'll send it to you later."

Fang Yuanshan's eyes couldn't help but get wet. He took off his phone and twisted his nose a little and said, "I'm fine. I'm in the market now. I have the money, so you should pay attention to your health and I'll hang up first." After that, he pinched the phone.

As he grew older, he also understood that all the parents in the world were all wrong. His mother must have had no choice but to give him away. She called her for a few times over the years, and she asked for money every time, otherwise he would not answer even if she called her. Thinking of those naive and ridiculous past events made him feel even more urgent to rush to Guangdong Province.

Fang Yuanshan hurried out of the room. He drove the hotel car to the factory by the river. The door had been painted. Get off the car and walked to the guard room. He saw a TV hanging on the wall. Lao Qian was watching Kun Opera inside, and he was so uncomfortable with the singing voice on the TV.

The old Qian inside saw the figure at the door from the corner of his eyes, and immediately turned around and looked over. When he saw Fang Yuanshan, the boss, quickly got up and pulled the guard room and said, "Boss, you are back! Look, my old eyes are so dizzy that I didn't see it."

When I walked into the guard room, I found that there were tables, chairs, benches and a bed in the compartment. I nodded with satisfaction and said, "Well, I'm fine. Let Qiaoqiao help you install an air conditioner, otherwise people will not be able to stand it at night."

"Oh, what air conditioner should I install this old bone? Just make a charcoal stove!"

"That's not possible. The carbon dioxide in the charcoal furnace is too heavy. If you have something at that time, it's not worth it. Okay, don't worry. I'll talk about it back to Qiaoqiao."

When he walked out of the guard room and saw the newly renovated factory area, he couldn't help but smile and said, "It's almost the Chinese New Year, are they still here to clean up?"

Lao Qian, who was behind him, heard his question and returned: "The exterior wall was just painted, and the other things were cleaned up by the cleaning staff. As for the ground and the factory, we have to wait for the New Year before we get it done!"

"Well, don't worry about this, anyway, it's mainly about your comfort in living. As for the others, I haven't thought about what to do yet, just act like a compound." After saying that, he also laughed.

He asked Lao Qian to go back and continue watching his TV, and he wandered around the factory alone. If this factory was not in Xiahai, a national financial center, and in the second- and third-tier cities, would someone want hundreds of thousands?

When I walked into the factory, Qiaoqiao had already made a partition inside. The inner 100 square meters was already an office area. Several young people were watching movies and chatting. When they saw him wandering outside the office, a girl in her twenties opened the glass door and walked out and asked, "Is there anything you have?"

This little mm named Guo Bingyan is really strange. Since she came to this factory, she has not even seen a ghost. Although she is called a freight company, she has been here for almost a week and has never seen any orders from the company. She just plays on the computer and chats every day.

If it weren't for the high salary of 3,000 yuan per month that attracted her, she would have wanted to leave the bag company. Now when she saw Fang Yuanshan, the "ghost shadow" wandering outside the office, she immediately ran out and asked.

"Uh...I'm just looking at it, you're busy with yours."

At this time, a young man of twenty-five or six walked out of the room and came to the girl and said, "Sorry, this is a private factory. If you have nothing to do, please leave here." After saying that, he muttered to himself: "Old Qian doesn't know what happened, so he just put people in."

Although he was muttering, Fang Yuanshan stood in front of him. The muttering sound was actually equivalent to saying it to him. Fang Yuanshan, who was in a happy mood just now, was displeased. "The big living person is standing in front of you. You don't ask what's wrong, but you are busy driving people away. What does this mean?"

However, seeing that the Chinese New Year is still in the company, although there is nothing to do, it is considered to be dedicated to work, right? And they have never seen themselves. As the saying goes, those who don’t know are not surprised! They replied: “I am Fang Yuanshan, the boss of this company, not a vague person waiting.”

"Uh... I'm sorry, boss, I haven't seen you before, so everyone will regard you as a stranger." The young man said anxiously. The boss was rude when he first came to the company. Do you want to be like this in the future?

"It's okay, go in and talk!" Fang Yuanshan walked into the office first.

The office has been hung over the ceiling and the walls are covered with simple wallpaper. At first glance, the entire office looks very neat. However, since the house is not far from the river and there is no air conditioner installed, the air is still very wet and cold.

A little girl inside knew that the boss was coming at this time, so she hurriedly turned off the pages on the computer. Fang Yuanshan even saw a restricted picture flashing by, and his head was filled with black lines. Now a girl who graduated from college...

After asking their names one by one, they asked why they didn’t go home because the Chinese New Year was almost over! The two girls were a little embarrassed, and the young man named Ning Dagang just now returned: "Our home is far away, so it is not cost-effective to go back. Besides, the company provides two working meals, and we have no place to go anyway, so we stayed to work overtime voluntarily..."

Speaking of the word "overtime", a look of embarrassment flashed across Ning Dagang's face. Fang Yuanshan realized when he heard it, "It turned out to be free free meals and free free internet!" But it was rare for them to have this intention. Besides, it was not easy for the New Year! He waved his hand and said, "Everyone comes with me, I'll take you to have a big meal."

When the two girls heard this, they were happy and said, "The boss is so nice, thank you boss."

He took three people to the factory gate and called Lao Qian together. Five people sat up the BMW 730li driving from afar and headed straight for Hilton. When they asked the hotel to prepare the car for him, the big mm in charge of logistics management wanted to see his driver's license. He was so angry that he took out his VIP card and slapped it in front of her, and then there was nothing...

It was obvious that a few young people made such a high-end car for the first time. After getting on the car, they touched and looked around. Fang Yuanshan said in a funny way: "Who can drive?"

"I know, I know," several people called out one after another. The boss's meaning was very obvious. Whoever knew would let him drive. Of course, I have to try such a good car. It is also a topic of discussion when I say it out in the future, right?

He saw that three people could do it, what should I do? He asked again: "Who has a driver's license?"

The few people were all over. At this time, Shu Xiaorui, who likes to watch restricted movies, said: "Boss, I have a driver's license, but I didn't bring it out in the dormitory."

He leaned over and handed the steering wheel to Shu Xiaorui. Fang Yuanshan leaned on the back of the back seat and started playing with his cell phone. Ning Dagang and another girl named Guo Bingyan stretched out his head to watch Shu Xiaorui drive, with an envious look on his face.
Chapter completed!