Three days later, Feng Xingtai was pulled out of the grain processing factory by Li Shiqiang, and stuffed it into a cart and pulled it to Bingcheng.

"Did you do something bad at school? What do you have to do?"

The first sentence Feng Xingtai said when he saw his son was to question it, which hurt Feng Yu very much.

"Dad, what did you say? How could your son do bad things? Good things are definitely good things."

"If you have farts, you're busy. The factory is busy. Yesterday, I brought more than ten tons of soybeans and were busy processing. Where did the three old Russian engineers go? After using them, they quickly returned it to me. They watched the production speed. The speed of their departure was more than 10% slower."

Feng Yu widened his eyes and said, "Do you think the three Soviet experts were specially invited to you for the small grain processing?"

"Dad, you are not the point, the point is that you are going to open a company again!"

Feng Yu was waiting for his father to praise him, but what he waited for was a slap from the back of his head.

"I'm still too busy with this factory. You still open a company. You want to be exhausted!"

Feng Yu touched the back of his head with a sad look on his face: "Dad, have you ever taken care of our Taihua Trading Company in Bingcheng? Why do I want to exhaust you so much? I said I would leave the grain processing factory to someone else to take care of, you are worried."

"That's right, then tell me, why did you open another company? What does this company do?" Feng Xingtai smiled and rubbed his son's head.

"You know that the plows, seeders and other ploughs used in our farm are all produced by this factory."

"Do you want to open a machinery factory?"

"No, it's a stake in a machinery factory. Tomorrow you sign a contract with me, and then you will be a shareholder of the machinery factory. From now on, every dollar you earn from the machinery factory will give you a dime."

"What? How much does it cost to invest in a machinery factory? It's better to buy another production line for processing soybean oil with this money. So much money is so profitable."

"Dad, the money has been paid."

Bang!

"You prodigal son, who asked you to make the decision!"

Feng Yu took a step back and felt that the distance was safer, so he patiently explained: "Dad, investing in this will definitely make money, and I invested in technology and used Soviet technical information. Think about it, what's the use of this information? Do you open a machinery factory yourself? I wanted to sell it to them, but they couldn't afford so much money, so I used the shares to convert it. If you don't sign it, the money will be thrown away in vain."

When he heard that if he didn't sign, the money would be thrown away in vain. Feng Xingtai glared at Feng Yu fiercely: "The last time, if you do this, I will kill you! Xiao Li, you should also look at him more and let him go to school well. Isn't the money you earn now enough? You know money every day. I think others are all hiding money!"

Li Shiqiang was originally giggling with his mouth, and immediately said seriously: "Uncle Feng, Xiaoyu's last midterm exam was good, and I have been supervising his studies."

"What's wrong with making too much money?" Feng Yu murmured in a low voice.

"What did you say, louder?"

"It's nothing, Dad, don't worry, I promise not to start a company for you anymore!" Feng Yu thought to himself, when I go back to the New Year, I will start a company by myself in the future!

"Well, that's right. Study hard and get into a good university in the future, so that you can have a promising future. What's the use of having money alone? People will say that you are a rustic in the future." Feng Xingtai was very satisfied with Feng Yu's attitude of correcting his mistakes.

Next, Feng Xingtai began to talk about how prosperous his grain processing factory is now. The manager said that he would definitely give a big medal at the end of the year, and he would also go to the farm's TV station, and even submit his advanced deeds to the branch station.

Feng Yu listened patiently, and echoed from time to time and exclaimed "Ah!", "Is that true?", and other awesome exclamations such as "Ah!", "Yes!", which made the red light on Feng Xingtai's face never disappear.

"Hey, where is that child from Dongjun?"

Feng Yu's heart skipped a beat. It's over and it's going to be exposed.

Sure enough, Li Shiqiang said casually: "It's class."

Feng Yu immediately felt a murderous aura attack, his head quickly shrank back, avoiding his father's Deadly Soul Chasing Palm.

"You little bastard, you skip class again! You dare to run away, I will kill you! Xiao Li, stop him!"

...

After Feng Yu was executed for a while, he lay on the sofa with a depressed look on his face: "Dad, I have to go to class tomorrow afternoon. How can you sit on the bench if you let me do this?"

"What afternoon, you go to school in the morning, no, you'll get out of school in the morning!"

"We have to sign a contract with the machinery factory in the morning."

"I will go with Xiao Li to sign the contract, and it will be the same if I don't have you!"

"Dad, there are many traps on the contract. Do you know all of these? Besides, the technical information is still here with me. If I don't go, I won't sign a contract with you. Don't worry, this is the last time, and I will definitely not skip classes in the future." Feng Yu added in his heart, and you won't be able to catch skipping classes in the future.

At 10 o'clock the next morning, Feng Yu and the others drove to the municipal government. Zhang Ruiqiang didn't know how to convince the leaders above, but he actually agreed to the restructuring of the machinery factory in three days. Later, Bingcheng Machinery Factory was renamed Bingcheng Machinery Co., Ltd., and of course it mainly produces agricultural machinery and equipment.

Sitting on the rostrum of the conference room, Feng Xingtai felt like he was wearing nails on his butt, and he couldn't help. There were leaders next to him, including the director of the machinery factory, the secretary, the director of the Agricultural Machinery Bureau, the director of the enterprise reform leadership office, and the largest deputy mayor.

That's the deputy mayor, he is much older than a farm. He shook hands with him just now, and his palms are still sweating.

Feng Yu looked at the contract carefully and changed a few items directly with a pen, and then handed them to Zhang Ruiqiang: "Mayor Zhang~ Lord, these terms must be changed, and we do not accept the overlord terms."

"Is there any problem with this? Whoever holds more shares will have the final say."

"This is true, but we cannot deprive us of the right to speak. We must have the right to supervise the finance. Any funds involving more than 10,000 yuan cannot be transferred without the signature of our authorized person. This is the reason for this. There is another thing: no matter how the company injects capital, the proportion of equity we occupy cannot be reduced. In addition, in the enterprise leadership team, it is okay for us to occupy only one person, but when it comes to proposals involving more than one million funds, we have a veto power!"

"The finances also require you to sign, this is too troublesome. Why can't the equity be changed if you invest in capital? If you pay less money, the equity will naturally be reduced. In the end, this veto power is even more ridiculous and I have never heard of it!" Li Mingde retorted loudly.

"Finance companies, finance must be supervised by us, just a formality. Any joint-stock company is like this. If you pay more money, we will naturally increase the corresponding investment. You don't have to worry about this. As for the last one, the most important thing is, do you say you want to donate 10 million to the city and everyone else agrees, so I must agree?" Feng Yu sneered.
Chapter completed!