Zhou Wu knew very well that his cultural level was not high and he was not good at doing business.
The most important thing is that he didn't have time to take care of it, so he didn't give his parents a clear answer, he just wanted to check it out before talking about it.
Anyway, the main point tonight is that he doesn't want his parents to continue selling pork at the stall.
It's time to enjoy peace and quiet.
And the parents also claimed to consider it.
That night, Zhou Wu and Ao Qianer returned to Xuefu International’s home.
I didn't come back for many days, and as soon as they got home, they all fell lazily on the sofa.
"You definitely have an idea of what kind of business you want to do, right?"
Ao Qian'er, the dragon, also had a certain understanding of Zhou Wu's character through contact with Zhou Wu.
"I'm going to talk to Wang Fugui."
"I don't know how to do business, but if someone is with me, it will be much smoother."
"Oh, I forgot one thing."
As soon as Zhou Wu mentioned Wang Fugui, Ao Qianer jumped up and ran out: "I'm going out, you don't have to worry about me."
"What are you going to do..."
"Bang..."
Before he could finish speaking, Ao Qianer had already closed the door and left.
Zhou Wu was confused for a while. It was already half past ten at night, okay? What could she do in the middle of the night?
"No, no, she should go to Romance."
When he thought of this, Zhou Wu quickly chased after him.
This dragon seems to have become some kind of big sister. A younger brother called her before and claimed that the place was smashed.
Well, now that she is back, she must find a way to regain her place.
When Zhou Wu went downstairs, Ao Qian'er had disappeared.
He quickly went to the underground garage to pick up the car and drove quickly to Hong Romantic.
But when it came to Hong Romance, Hong Romance actually closed its doors.
Zhou Wu looked inside with his spiritual consciousness and found that there was no one inside.
He called Ao Qian'er quickly, but the call couldn't get through either.
"Cio."
Zhou Wu was so angry that he cursed, but after a while, he gradually calmed down.
Ao Qian'er, this silly dragon, has a carefree temperament, and also the kind of temperament that likes to make trouble.
So if she wants to make a fuss, let her make a fuss. As long as she doesn't make a fuss, Zhou Wu will help her settle it.
Who made me... fall in love with her?
Thinking of the ambiguity between him and her these days, Zhou Wu couldn't help but blush.
"Well, nothing will happen to her. I'll take care of everything, so just go ahead and make trouble."
Zhou Wu now indulged this dragon unconditionally.
Simply, he called Wang Fugui.
The phone rang for more than ten times before Wang Fugui picked it up: "Mr. Zhou, what's the matter?"
On the phone, Wang Fugui was still very polite, but Zhou Wu could hear a faint feeling, not as excited as when he talked to him before.
"What's wrong with you?"
"Nothing, nothing, sir, what can I do?"
"Is it convenient now?" Zhou Wu thought for a while and asked.
"this……"
Wang Fugui pondered for a moment, and then replied: "Convenient."
"Let's meet up then. I'll wait for you at the Fugui Hotel."
"Okay, okay, I'll ask them to open a box on the second floor, and I'll be there right away, right away."
After Wang Fugui finished speaking, he hung up the phone.
Zhou Wuze drove leisurely to the Fugui Hotel and was led into the private room by the lobby manager.
After a while, Lao Wang came, but after not seeing him for a few days, Lao Wang actually lost a lot of weight.
Both eyes also had dark circles and looked very haggard.
Wang Fugui was very polite: "Master Zhou, what do you have to explain so late?"
He thought Zhou Wu was looking for him to do something again.
"What's wrong with you? Are you sick? You must have lost thirty kilograms, and it's only been a few days?" Zhou Wu said in surprise.
"Hey, something happened. I've been getting angry lately. I can't sleep and I haven't eaten well. But sir, please talk about your affairs first."
Wang Fugui took out a cigarette and handed one to Zhou Wu.
Zhou Wu was not addicted to smoking, but Lao Wang had already handed it over to him, so he had no choice but to accept it.
So I started to smoke with Lao Wang.
"My business is not urgent. I have nothing to do. I just came back, so I want to meet you and tell you what's wrong with you. You're not sick either."
Zhou Wu glanced at his body with his spiritual consciousness and found that Fatty Lao Wang was not sick.
If there is one, it is only three highs or something like that.
"Something bad happened."
Lao Wang took a puff of cigarette and said: "This year I was a bit lazy. The president who was responsible for giving me the loan went in, and then the bank called for the loan."
"Also, I invested money to build a building in the provincial capital, but because the bank refused to grant me a loan, work there was stopped. Half of the project was completed, and the capital chain was broken."
"The other one is... that's... Hi, no more."
Lao Wang did have a lot of troubles, and it seemed that there were even worse things later, but he couldn't tell them.
Zhou Wu smiled and said, "Is it so difficult for you to do this?"
Lao Wang's eyes suddenly turned red, and he sighed: "Things in the business world really can't affect me, but things at home...sigh..."
"What happened? Are you divorced or something happened?"
"Leave, the formalities were formally completed a few days ago."
"Then you are indeed in a bad situation. You failed in business, got divorced, and have a bad year."
Lao Wang sighed heavily again: "The key is that this is nothing."
"What else?"
Zhou Wu was a bit confused. This old Wang really memorized the characters.
Lao Wang smoked out the last puff of his cigarette, then laughed miserably and said: "Tell me, how do you feel when you suddenly find out one day that the son you have raised for more than 20 years is not your biological son?"
"Pfft~cough cough cough cough..."
Zhou Wu choked on the cigarette. What happened?
"I am infertile and my tadpole survival rate is zero. I went to the hospital to find out a few days ago."
Lao Wang lit up another cigarette, continued to smoke heavily and said, "Then, I did a paternity test with the little bastard... and then..."
Lao Wang took out an identification certificate from his bag and slapped it on the table.
Zhou Wu didn't read it because he didn't need to read it.
If you have no survival rate, then you must be green.
So Lao Wang was really unlucky. He failed in business, got divorced, and found out that his son was not his biological son. This was unbearable for me personally.
So losing thirty pounds is really nothing.
"Then what are your plans now?" Zhou Wu looked at him and asked.
"The old woman and the little brat asked me to send them abroad, and I will never see them again, but I was just worried and felt that there was no big meaning in them."
"It may also be that I have committed too many sins in the early years and retribution has come."
"do not."
Zhou Wu moved closer to Lao Wang, and then said with a smile: "Wang Fugui, actually I think you are a good person, you have brains, and you are quite righteous."
"If you look like this, how much funding gap is there in your provincial capital?"
Lao Wang looked at him: "At least 500 million."
"Okay, I'll take out the five hundred million."
"What?"
Wang Fugui's eyes suddenly widened.
"I said I have made up the shortfall of 500 million."
Zhou Wu smiled and said: "There is also the matter of your infertility. I will help you think of a way. It should be cured. If it is cured, you can just have a biological child. You are not fifty yet, right? It's not a big problem.
."
"Ah? Really? Really?" Lao Wang stood up excitedly and said.
