Rebirth In Junior High School Campus: The Strongest Black Belly Business Woman

During this period of time, Wei Jiefang never took Wei Sheng to Qian Chuang’s house for dinner, and even he himself only had an intersection with Qian Chuang at work. Obviously because of the incident that night, the two of them still had lumps in their hearts. Before the communication was relieved, he was overwhelmed by the sudden market storm.

"Old money, is the payment for the goods settled?" Wei Jiefang asked as soon as the phone called.

I don’t know what the call was answered. Wei Jiefang's face looked a little ugly. "Aren’t you okay if you didn’t say that Jinfeng is your friend? I know the price is unstable now, but the goods I gave him before must be honest, right? If he doesn't give us the money, what shall we give to others."

Wei Sheng probably heard a few meanings from these words. What her father said was Jin Feng, who knew that it was a colleague from the police station who was working as a first-level factory at Qian Chuang. She guaranteed her father's factory with a percentage of a ton of raw materials. The payment for each shipment.

But now it is obvious that because the market price has plummeted, the other party has not only stopped receiving the goods, but the goods previously sent are also not ready for settlement, at least not for the time being.

And if they don’t settle the settlement, the father’s factory is probably still in arrears with the money from the family, that is, the payment of the father’s factory supplier cannot be settled.

"If they have a problem, let's have no problem? What are you saying for them if you don't work hard at this point?!" Wei Jiefang suddenly raised his voice, then snapped up the phone.

Yang Lichun was frightened by his state. Although he felt that her husband was under a lot of pressure in the past two days, he did not expect it to have reached this level.

If Yiwei Jiefang's temper was not related to his own daughter, it would be difficult to quarrel with others, let alone turn his face.

She hurriedly moved to the side of Wei Jiefang, raised her hand on his lap and soothed, "What did the old Qian say make you so angry? Drink some water. You seem to scare the girl."

In fact, Wei Sheng was just thinking about things. She wanted to find a suitable opportunity for Liu Jianren to contact her father on behalf of the acquirer, and let his father enter her factory in the situation of being acquired and holding shares, so as to ensure that she would help him avoid this disaster. By the way, Qian Chuang was kicked out.

At this point, Wei Sheng had roughly planned, and he had to drive Qian to desperately to get out of the game willingly, but waiting for the price to rise made him too late to regret it.

It's just that my father and Qian Chuang are now regarded as grasshoppers tied to the same line. Forcing Qian to be cool is equivalent to forcing his father. Although he had planned to let his father go through this ordeal and learn lessons, he still couldn't bear it at this moment.

But if he helped his father now, it would be equivalent to helping Qian Chuang, and raising this white-eyed wolf would really cause more trouble in the future.

Everything has a plan, only time is grinding.

On this day, Wei Jiefang finally made an appointment with Wei’s Lao Yezi for dinner. To be precise, after several invitations, he finally received a call with a positive answer.

The full name of the old man of the Wei family is Wei Guoqing. He was only twenty years old when he gave birth to Wei Jiefang. The pure old society arranged marriage and his original wife had a dull relationship. His wife passed away after a young age, and then married Xu Mei. After giving birth to Wei Zuyin, he reorganized his family.

And Wei Jiefang is like an outsider in this family. Xu Mei is not harsh to him, and even a little laissez-faire, perhaps because he did not raise him as a child at all, thinking that Wei Jiefang has nothing to do.

The elder of Wei's family takes into consideration the feelings of his spoiled wife and rarely helps his eldest son. In his opinion, this may be to reduce family conflicts and consolidate internal unity.

But it was obviously cruel to the young Wei Jiefang.

Fortunately, Wei Jiefang continued to study until he graduated from university. His father didn't have much heart for work. He was able to become a teacher on his own, and then married a wife and had children.

Even so, Wei Jiefang was still unwilling to blame his father. During the first few years, he would take his wife to the south to visit Wei Guoqing every New Year's Day. Later, after experiencing all kinds of unwelcome and unhappiness, he completely died.

However, the family is tied to the bones, and there are no grievances that can be remembered in the past ten years. Wei Jiefang is not a person with a small belly, and has long forgotten the old things of the year.

"It's harder to make an appointment with our dad for a meal than to meet the prime minister." Yang Lichun said after receiving a call from Wei's temporarily while changing his clothes.

"Isn't Dad busy with work? Besides, he didn't forget ours. Isn't that? I took the time to call us quickly." Wei Jiefang persuaded his wife.

Yang Lichun smiled helplessly, thinking that it has been more than a month since I have been facing south. I really want to eat a meal but I really can’t spare time? Everyone knows that the other party's negligence, but after all, this layer of window paper will not be easily broken.

Today, Yang Lichun specially dressed Wei Sheng, and found a black woolen coat under the bed, which is a little older, but much stronger than the rose red down jacket. From top to bottom, there are large buttons and goose yellow. Wei Sheng's knitted scarf looks much cleaner and more pleasant.

This thing is not cheap now, it was picked up from cousin Yang Di last year.

It seems that because Yang Di had ridiculed Wei Sheng for this, Wei Sheng's self-esteem was making trouble not to wear it, and then his mother put it away.

The family of three got dressed and went downstairs, and went straight to the small pink-painted building on the opposite side, which was close but had not set foot in it for more than a month.

"By the way, old Wei, I asked at the barbershop at the gate today. They happened to be busy at the end of the year and they needed to hire day laborers. I used to help and it was convenient to be so close." On the way, Yang Lichun hesitated for a while. She spoke easily, but her tight throat betrayed her tension at this time.

Wei Jiefang was stunned when he heard the words, then silently took a cigarette from his pocket and lit it without answering.

Before moving to Chaonan City, the whole family had agreed that the factory would be opened so that Yang Lichun would not have to work outside and concentrate on bringing Wei Sheng at home.

After all, Yang Lichun's hard work and liberation over the past few years are all in sight. As a normal man, who wants to let his wife go out to work and suffer the crime.

But now...

The wife obviously understands her recent difficulties. Not to mention the fact that the factory is facing bankruptcy, she owes a large amount of money to the bank and the supplier, although if the machine is sold at a low price and the goods are sold, it can be repaid. , But life is clearly in desperation.

How did he know that if the situation goes on and the factory's goods are sold privately by Qian Chuang and escaped, then he is truly in desperation.

Wei Jiefang took a deep breath, "Let's talk about it. I will talk to my dad alone after dinner, and see if he can help."

The atmosphere fell into depression for a while.

At this moment, Yang Lichun suddenly cried out in pain, and Wei Jiefang hurriedly turned around and saw a snowball that had just been shattered at his wife's feet.

Looking further back, the daughter was bending over in the snow to grab a handful of snow, rubbing the ball with her gloved hand.

"This dead girl!" Yang Lichun was amused by Wei Sheng, and he stooped naively and grabbed a handful of blood and raised it towards Wei Sheng.

In the next moment, the snowball in Wei Sheng's hand hit Wei Jiefang's chest.

Wei Jiefang glared his eyes and let out a hey, squeezed out the cigarette butts and grabbed a handful of snow cheerfully.

When Wei's nanny aunt opened the door, what she saw was Snow Guards shaking off her body outside the door and liberating a family of three.