Wealth

"Ah?! A pot of broken flowers can sell for so much money?!" Wang Lao Er saw the newspaper saying that a pot of Clivia in Changchun could be sold for tens of thousands of yuan. He was shocked and a little unbelievable.

　　 The eldest king also felt incredible, "What flower? What kind of flower is so precious? Is it inlaid with gold?"

　　 The three brothers flipped through the newspaper for a long time, and suddenly found a picture. Although limited by the printing quality at the time, it looked a little shadowy, but the third child still saw the doorway.

　　 "These flowers, don't they just follow the ones that are planted in our garden?" The third child usually likes to run into the garden to take care of the flowers and plants. At this time, he grabbed the newspaper and pondered for a long time, and finally saw the problem.

The eldest and the eldest second and the third elder said so, and they immediately reacted. When they looked again, they found that many clivias were very similar to the flowers planted in their botanical garden. They couldn't help but turn their shocked eyes to sit and drink water. Fan Wuyin, I hope his little boss can confirm it.

　　 Fan Wuyi sat steady like a rock. Seeing all three of his generals looking at him expectantly, he couldn't help but smile, raising his cup and saying to them, "Drink more boiled water, it is not easy to get kidney stones."

　　 "President Fan, you know what our brother means, so don't sell it!" Wang Boss said with a full face.

"Hahahaha—" Fan Wuyao laughed. "Are you still thinking that my flowers take up space and affect your money? Why do you have a different face now? It's easy to change your face. Add expression lines!"

Seeing the calm expression on Fan Wubing’s face, the three brothers suddenly realized that the feelings of President Fan are really an all-knowing power. He could predict the value of Clivia a few years ago and planted dozens of acres. Clivia of the earth! Plant Clivia like a crop! Boss Wang can no longer imagine, how much wealth does this have to bring to himself? !

In Changchun, many mature clivias have been bought for more than 10,000 yuan per pot, and the ordinary ones are also thousands of yuan. The price of seedlings is also rising. If you count these clivias in your garden, I’m afraid there are some. Thousands of trees! If all this were sold, Mr. Wang would no longer dare to calculate the profit!

"You don't have to be happy too early." Fan Wubing tapped his fingers on the table and said to the three brothers. "There is an old saying called "Pocket security", which means that there is only money in your pocket. It belongs to you. Although there is a very big and tempting pie in front of us, it is ours only if you eat it in your mouth. As for whether you can eat it and how to eat it, it depends on you. The ability to do it."

　　 "President Fan, we all listen to you, tell me what to do!" Wang Lao Er's eyes turned green.

Under the temptation of huge profits, few people can stand it. The three Wang brothers are all eager to try. They can’t wait to discount all the Clivia in the garden now. What a fortune is that. what!

Fan Wubing looked at the three brothers and smiled. His heart is really touching. Even the new rich man in the 1980s with an annual income of tens of thousands of years cannot resist the temptation of money. Before rebirth, seeing that billions of dollars worth of wealth were at hand, I am afraid it will not be much better than what they are now.

"I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, and wanting to get rich is not an overnight thing, we have to do some preparations first." Fan Wuyao beckoned to the three brothers and asked them to gather around the desk, and then gave a face-to-face instruction. "This matter should be kept secret for the time being. Although the price of Clivia has been hot, the market is far from crazy. What you have to do now is to get some packaging first, and save it when we want to sell it in the future. In a rush."

　　 "Packing? How do I do it?" Boss Wang listened very carefully and asked immediately after hearing the words.

"I remember that there seems to be a workshop for burning flower pots in Beiyao. You can order a batch of flower pots first, and remember that they must be high-end, otherwise you would rather not. In the end, sales were affected, and it was really a flower stuck in the cow dung. Remember, this is our biggest investment in the past few years!" Fan Wuyao smiled.

"We understand this naturally. Don't worry, Mr. Fan. Our brothers will do it for you." The last three brothers patted their chests and promised Fan Wuyi, just like three generals before going on the battlefield. The same determination to the commander-in-chief.

　　 When Fan Wuyi returned home from the pig farm, he found that his father Fan Heng was already sitting on the sofa and reading the newspaper. He looked so relish that he didn't even notice Fan Wuyi entering the door.

"What are you looking at, UU reading www.uukanshu.com dad?" Fan Wubing leaned forward curiously, and saw Fan Heng holding a newspaper full of pictures in his hand. The pictures on it happened to be Clivia that has gone mad recently in the Northeast.

"This is called Clivia. It is a very beautiful and elegant flower. Clivia is becoming popular all over the country. If you don't put a pot at home, it will definitely be treated like an old hat." Fan Heng was full of enthusiasm. The ground explained to Fan Wuyi.

　　 "Do you think so too? Planting a pot of flowers can make you elegant?" Fan Wuyao asked back.

Seeing his son looking at him seriously, Fan Heng couldn't help but laughed, "Isn't that a joke? What is the relationship between elegant temperament and planting flowers? Naturally, it is not a native hat, but a native hat. No matter how much it is, it’s still an old hat. There are poems and books in the belly, and this thing of elegance is not something that an old hat can afford."

Well, there is some truth to this. Fan Wubing nodded, thinking that his father still saw some big scenes after all. He was not confused by the irresponsible follow-up reports in various media, knowing that Clivia was caught No matter how hot it was, it was just a kind of flower, which made him feel a little relieved.

　　 It seems that under my influence, even the basic-level intellectuals like my dad have undergone great changes in their temperament! Fan Wubing felt that his tossing over the past few years has not been in vain.

"However, I seem to remember that in the past few years, you planted some Clivia on your pig farm! Would you like to bring me some pots first? We don't get a few pots of Clivia with such a large space in our house. Decorate the facade and let outsiders see it, isn't it justifiable?" Fan Heng asked again before Fan Wubing finished smiling.

　　 "You—" Fan Wuyi choked immediately.

　　 It seems that it takes a long process to teach people's minds.