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The Han family's dinner ended in silence.
The joy of winning the lottery was also diluted a lot by what happened during the day. After Han Yu calmed down and helped his mother clean up the dishes, he went back to the room.
? Outside the house, Li Xiulan looked at the father and son whose faces were getting heavier than the other, and wanted to persuade them a few words, but didn't know who to persuade. The father and son were more stubborn than the other, and finally they could only leave with a sigh.
Father Han sat alone on the stool by the door, smoking one puff after another. What happened today was beyond what he could accept.
Sitting in his room, Han Yu took out a diary, which was densely packed with things that impressed him deeply before.
In order to avoid any omissions, he recorded all these.
In the past two years alone, two major events have happened in the small town. The first one is the winner of the 1 million lottery. Now this opportunity has been taken by him.
The next thing is that the soda factory that introduced many international advanced technologies closed down!
This matter was also a chat in the small town after dinner for a long time.
Han Yu immediately decided not to let go of this opportunity, determined the next goal, and immediately walked out of the room.
He is no longer the original Han Yu. Before doing anything, he hopes to get the understanding and support of his parents.
"Dad, did something happen to the soda factory on the west side of the town recently?" Han Yu sat next to Father Han and asked tentatively.
He couldn't remember whether the soda factory closed down at this time, and he didn't have time to go out to inquire about it all day today.
Father Han glanced at Han Yu in surprise.
"How do you know this? Many workers in the town who work in the soda factory have been fired. I heard that the boss's lost money has been put into it, and he owes a lot of debts outside."
"I'm going to invest in soda."
Han Yu drank a bottle of soda in this era at night. It tasted like sweet water with aerated water, without any fruity taste, and completely devoid of the tricks of later generations.
In addition, there are too many competitors making this kind of soda factory, and the market is saturated, so the owner of the soda factory in the town will fail.
"Make soda? Are you stupid, didn't you see that the big soda factory in front of you has closed down? You still want to go to this muddy water!" Father Han cursed angrily.
"Dad, if he can't do it, it doesn't mean I can't. You believe me. I'm such an adult, I can't ask you to worry about anything. I need to make a breakthrough. Anyway, the 1 million is a piece of pie in the sky. If you fail, it's a big deal. And that piece of land, besides, I won't fail!"
Father Han looked at himself exuding strong self-confidence, persuading his son in an orderly manner, as if he had grown up all of a sudden, and he had become unable to see through even him as a father.
The anger all over his body disappeared in an instant. It is undeniable that he is old and the child is still young.
"If you want to go for a break, then go. Dad is old and can't help you. Just do what you want. You don't have to worry about the family, and there is me."
Father Han sighed and then turned and left.
Han Yu's nose was sore when he heard these words, looking at his father's aged back, he remembered the scene of losing his parents and being alone in his previous life.
It's great that it's still too late!
Early the next morning, Han Yu rode his bicycle to go to the soda factory after breakfast.
The Han family only had this bicycle, and it was used by both father and son. It may be because Han Yu knew that Han Yu was going out for errands today, so Father Han left the bicycle for him when he went to work.
Han Yu understood this, and his heart felt warm as he stroked the old bicycle.
Arriving outside the soda factory, Han Yu found a place to lock the car, but he didn't feel how tired he was. Sure enough, being young is different. How long has it been since he felt such a brisk and powerful self.
Han Yu stood at the gate of the factory and looked at it carefully.
From the outside, the size of this factory is not small, but the facilities are a bit outdated. The three words "Soda Factory" on the door sign at the gate are crookedly hung on it. breath.
When Han Yu walked in, he saw a man coming out of the factory, wearing a suit that didn't fit well, with dark circles under his eyes and stubble on his face.
No matter how you describe it, it fits the identity of a bankrupt boss, and it can be seen at a glance.
"Hello, you are Boss Wang."
Han Yu stepped forward and greeted with a smile.
"Yes, you?? "Wang Fuqiang's current state is not good. A good soda factory is almost out of business. Not to mention that the soda can't be sold, people come and make troubles in the factory every now and then.
"I wonder if Boss Wang wants to discuss a business with me?"
Wang Fuqiang took Han Yu to the office and looked at Han Yu carefully.
Han Yu has inherited his good looks. He is fair and clean in his early 20s. He looks like a child raised by a rich family in the city. He is pampered and ignorant of world affairs.
"Little brother, what do you want to talk to me about?"
"I want to buy your soda factory!"
"What?"
Wang Fuqiang drank the tea in a sip, and was so frightened that he choked.
"Your factory is almost out of business. Now transfer it to me. I have a way to bring him back to life, even surpassing all the sodas on the market."
Wang Fuqiang looked at Han Yu like he was looking at a fool. What this good young man said sounded like he was talking in his sleep while he was awake!
"You don't have to believe it, but is your factory still in business?"
Hearing this, Wang Fuqiang¡¯s eyes were full of pain. At the beginning, he could say that he had given up everything for this factory. His relatives and friends borrowed all the money they could.
I thought the factory would be able to repay these debts when it made money, but I didn't expect the snowball to get bigger and bigger, and finally the workers' wages could not be paid.
"Are you serious?" Wang Fuqiang looked at Han Yu and asked uncertainly.
"Well, you can sign the contract now."
Han Yu gave him an affirmative answer, one bought sincerely and the other was eager to sell, and they quickly negotiated. As soon as the contract was signed, both of them had smiles on their faces.
At this time, there was a burst of noisy voices downstairs, and Han Yu looked suspiciously like Wang Fuqiang.
I saw that the smile on Wang Fuqiang's face had disappeared, and he walked out the door aggressively.
Han Yu followed suspiciously, and when he left the office, he saw a group of gangsters in floral shirts and bell-bottom pants, walking in with machetes and iron bars in their hands.
While looking around, he cursed and started smashing things when he saw something.
"Stop, what are you doing!"
Wang Fuqiang stepped forward and asked while holding back his anger.
"Hey, Boss Wang, there is no work today, and the workers are not here."
Seeing Wang Fuqiang coming out, the man walking in the front stopped the people behind him.
"I've already given you the money that should be compensated, what else do you want?"
Wang Fuqiang walked up to the man and said, his face was livid with anger, and he was holding back his temper. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com