After Mu Qizhong and the others left, Wu Mao on the side took a long breath, and his expression finally settled down.

Mu Qizhong was next to him just now, and he felt that the whole person was nervous, and his heart was pounding.

If it weren't for his character, he would have jumped up and scolded Mu Qizhong, a dead fat man would dare to let the ninth master think about it, eat!

"What is that person the Ninth Master for, how did you know him before, and he has such a big tone, and he still canned food for a plane? People are stupid, a few broken cans want to change someone else's plane!" Wu Maocai complained.

Fang Chen smiled.

After a long time, Fang Chen sighed faintly, "This is a person with all the characteristics of a great businessman, it's a pity that he was born in the wrong era. ”

"If you know him, you know that in his life, it's just a small thing. ”

Mu Qizhong is the most successful in the first generation of trade private enterprises, with a single amount of hundreds of millions, and no one has done him.

Among the earliest generation of private enterprises, Mu Qizhong is the most creative and imaginative.

But because his creativity and imagination were out of touch with the institutional environment and too much opposition, most of them could not succeed, and this fate made him a bygone generation.

Perhaps, in another ten or twenty years, he will have a chance to succeed.

Ren Cannon was wrongly locked up for a year back then, if it was any further, at the time of Taizu, he might have been shot, how could there be later scenery and achievements!

After ten years of chaos, Mu Qizhong began to write articles to discuss the fate of China, and after doing business, he kept studying social and economic changes, which was a good thing.

In the face of a crisis, he has always gambled on the leader's instructions, on the reversal of the case, and on the leader, because he was imprisoned twice, both of which were related to the change of the background and the instructions and the reversal of the case.

So whenever he encounters something, he thinks about it in this way, and never reflects on whether he is really wrong.

What Fang Chen admired the most was that while in prison, Mu Qizhong always maintained his attention to the outside world and wrote millions of words of manuscripts.

In order to exercise, he insisted on running dozens of laps around the small basketball court every morning, and climbed the stairs back and forth dozens of times after his lunch break, which is equivalent to the height of an Empire State Building in New York.

In addition, even in winter, he insisted on taking cold showers and doing self-made gymnastics.

However, he insisted on not eating the meat that was served twice a week, so as to cultivate his physique.

And he said two words in prison, which Fang Chen still remembers.

"I'm not in a hurry that China can't catch up with the United States, I'm anxious that Chinese people can't learn the skills of being a good rich person. ”

"To be a poor man is to have backbone, but to be a rich man requires great wisdom and a benevolent soul. ”

All in all, Mu Qizhong has left a very profound lesson for all Chinese entrepreneurs.

As a private enterprise, any business behavior has a problem of cooperation with the institutional environment, if it cannot cooperate, then the outcome is likely to be Mu Qizhong's second.

Wu Maocai couldn't help but shrink his head, although he didn't understand the meaning of Fang Chen's words, but it was enough to verify that his previous feeling was not wrong, that dead fat man was really powerful.

Wu Maocai suddenly felt that his previous cowardly behavior was a matter of course.

After leaving the station, Fang Chen's feet stepped heavily on the land of Luozhou, although he had only been there for less than a month, Fang Chen suddenly had a feeling of returning home.

"The sky is clear, the scenery is unique, and even the air has a hint of sweetness. Fang Chen couldn't help but sigh.

"Doll, that's because there is no smell of stinky feet, and you naturally feel that the air is sweet. Li Qiming said sullenly.

Fang Chen glanced at Li Qiming helplessly, and what he said made sense.

Wu Maocai couldn't help but sneer on the side.

Getting into the car and depositing the money in the urea cloth bag in the bank, Fang Chen finally breathed a sigh of relief, he was worried about it along the way, for fear that something would happen.

After returning home, Fang Chen was extremely surprised to see that his father and mother were both at home, and the table was already full of food.

And most of them are hard dishes, braised hoof, Dongpo meat, braised prawns, and stewed goose.

"Dad, you and Xiaochen wait for a while, there is still a fish head with your favorite chopped pepper steamed in the pot, and when it is ready, the meal will be started immediately, you wash your hands first and rest for a while." Liu Xiuying, who heard the movement, ran out of the kitchen and said eagerly to Fang Yongnian and Fang Chen.

"Mom, how do you know that my grandfather and I are back today. Fang Chen asked in surprise.

He didn't inform his father and mother in advance.

"Lao Zhao didn't come back early, he came to inform you of the time to get off the train. Liu Xiuying said.

Fang Chen nodded, I see, Brother Zhao has a heart.

It's normal to have a heart, follow Fang Chen out this time, I didn't do much work, I didn't make less money, and I followed Fang Chen all day long, eating big fish and meat.

It's been almost a month, and his face is round.

When Fang Chen and the others got on the train, Brother Zhao told Fang Chen many times that if he had the opportunity to use the car, he must find him again.

"Dad, you guys are getting paid today, and the meal is so rich! And why do you and your mother feel like they're fat...... It's red-faced. ”

Fang Chen stopped the car in time, and looked at the kitchen with palpitations, fortunately, my mother didn't move, if she heard herself say that she was fat, then she would die, and her mother was the most taboo for others to say that she was fat.

Hearing this, Fang Aiguo's face turned slightly red, and he said vaguely: "Well, the salary is paid, and it is paid." ”

Fang Chen sighed in his heart, chatted for a few words, and then excused himself to go back to the house.

His hand gently swept the bag under the bed, and three black lines instantly appeared on Fang Chen's face.

It's light again!

And it's a lot lighter!

Almost a third is gone.

That is, a thousand pieces are gone.

He really doesn't know how these two people spend it, they can spend a thousand yuan a month in 90, and he himself is a little unimaginable, there is a mine at home or what!

You must know that the seven of them, this month in Yanjing, except for the last meal of Kentucky hometown chicken, it cost more than 300 yuan, and almost a month spent about 1,000 yuan.

No wonder, my father and mother both looked fat, and one couldn't get it right, just this noodle on the table today, and the two of them ate like this every day.

Then Mom plays cards again and loses points.

Otherwise, Fang Chen really couldn't imagine how the two of them spent a thousand yuan in 90 years.

He didn't care how much his father and mother spent on him, he was just mentally unbalanced.

He is only fourteen years old, and he is about to shoulder the heavy responsibility of supporting his family, while his father and mother are eating and drinking at home one by one, enjoying themselves and living a simple and happy life.

Aren't all parents working hard all their lives, and then letting their son be a rich second generation, driving a sports car, soaking tender models, and being happy?

How did he do it the other way around.

Fang Chen's heart was filled with great resentment.