Li Xian's idea of engaging in a domestic product alliance is not a day or two.

Since the establishment of the Taishan Chamber of Commerce in Shandong, I have vaguely felt that local enterprises, especially national enterprises, should have an organization and platform to advance and retreat together, resist risks in all aspects, and cooperate to open up the market.

The success of the Taishan Chamber of Commerce gave him some confidence. And the time when he really felt that it was very necessary to do this thing was when he faced the use of foreign capital and government relations from Procter & Gamble against him.

In the next few years, countless domestic products that were once smash hits will be annihilated in the long river of history under the dual threat of foreign capital and the government's urgency to attract foreign investment, he felt that he should do something.

A few years ago, it would have been quite difficult for Li Xian to have such an awareness. To put it bluntly, this thing is a refined egoist. As long as you make money, it's fine.

However, as 1997 approached, he had some changes in his thinking in the face of the uncertainty of whether he would be born or whether he would disappear directly from this world due to some accidents that disrupted history.

After several years of struggle, the two families of Li Xian's side and Zhu Jing's side are clearly arranged. If you want to talk about money, you can really make enough.

According to the popular saying in Jiangnan and Haibei that "10,000 yuan is not rich, 100,000 yuan has just started", not counting the fixed assets of the New Taipei Group, it is said that the available funds and his own assets are not a problem to make up one or two hundred million yuan.

can really be regarded as the top richest person in China.

It's just that when he wakes up from a dream occasionally, Li Xian still feels that if he disappears from this era to this extent, or returns to the time when he came, he will be more or less almost something.

After thinking about it, he came up with two nouns.

One is a sense of accomplishment.

The New Taipei Group is now famous, but not to the extent that it can be written into the history books.

The other is the innovation of reversing history.

Come to this era, you have to make some contribution, don't you?

……

It took two days for Li Xian to preliminarily deal with the group's affairs. And arrange the things on the Yabuli side, and let the secretary arrange the itinerary in advance.

After a lot of hard work, I survived two big nights. The temperature of early spring was touching, and I was a little overly thoughtful, and my nose was filled with water.

My head is dizzy, my bones are sore, and even the small stove in the canteen I like on weekdays is not fragrant. Seeing that Li Xian's whole state was extremely poor, Xue Ling and Zhang Dagong were distressed.

Even coaxed Li Xian to stop the little things he had left, and sent Li Xian back to his home to rest as if he was forced to the palace.

Li Xian's physique has always been good, and the whole family treats him as a living treasure, not to mention a cold and fever, even sneezing at home is treated as a twelve-level hurricane.

This cold is not only Su Ya's distressed tears, but also the tea and medicine that she is looking forward to. Even during these days, because her relatives at home were around, Xiao Lingling, who was mischievous and mischievous like a tomboy, stopped, carried a big hot water bottle, and threw the whole person into Li Xian's arms like a super-large warm baby to warm people's flesh.

He couldn't eat greasy when he was sick, and the food at home directly changed the direction of the wind. The big fish and big meat disappeared without a trace in an instant, and Zou Ni came out with seven or eight light side dishes of water every day.

This posture made Shen Jingbing, who has always been nervous, cautious, and took a vacuum cleaner every day to clean the house, and at the end of the day, he had to use vinegar essence and Su Wen to kill all the poisons.

Only Li Daoyun was left in the family, which was a little more natural, but the careful Li Xian found that since he hung up the bottle, the smell of dry tobacco at home was gone. The old man sits cross-legged on the sofa every day in the cigarette pouch pot, and there are no tobacco leaves at all.

Seeing that as soon as he was sick and looked like he was facing a great enemy, Li Xian couldn't cry or laugh.

What's even more laughable is that when they learned that they were sick and had just returned to Bangye for a few days, Lao Zhu's family went back to Bingcheng directly.

Not for anything else, Lao Zhutou learned that Li Xian had a low-grade fever for two nights in a row, so he dug up the snake gall soaking wine that had been treasured at home for more than ten years from the ground and sent it over to Li Xian to rub his body.

Home.

Lying on the bed, Li Xian, who was covered with a big quilt, felt Su Ya's smooth little hands dipped in medicinal wine rubbing his forehead, and the place where his hands passed was clear and cool, and he smiled helplessly.

looked at Lao Zhu, who was sitting on the opposite side of the bed with a stool, and said, "Uncle Zhu, I have a cold and fever, what do you say you are doing here?"

"Oh! you can't be vague!" Old Zhu Niu's eyes glared, "Minor illnesses are not cured, and major illnesses have no head." Don't underestimate this small disease, it's amazing to leave the root of the disease!"

"Cough, hi......" Li Xian cleared the phlegm in his throat, and Su Ya immediately handed over the spittoon.

Covering his mouth to lighten the phlegm, Li Xian smiled and waved his hand, "It's not that serious, it's not like I haven't had a cold before." Not as scary as you say. I'm still in Bingcheng, there are hospitals and doctors around, and if it's in the forest farm, it's just a matter of four or five hanging bottles for a small cold. ”

"How can you think so. Dr. Zhang's level is to fool those rough men in the mountains who carry work, and your brain is a million-dollar idea. If this burns out, it's a bad ...... Not to mention unlucky, even if it is a few days late, how much of a delay will it take?"

Lao Zhu is as good as ever.

However, looking at his grandfather's sycophant bar now, Li Xian was overjoyed.

The old Zhu Geng in the original history has been straight all his life, and he has been poor all his life.

It seems that the annual salary dividends of millions have corroded Lao Zhu!

He laughed in his heart for a while, but he didn't think it was a bad thing.

Lao Zhu was too straight before, although he had never cheated anyone in his life and was not sorry for anyone, but he was really poor.

Not to mention anything else, let's just say that when Li Xian was seven or eight years old, Lao Zhu's family moved to Bajiu Forest Farm and opened a small restaurant. At that time, Lao Zhu was at the peak of his bar essence, to what extent was that Geng?

There was such a thing, when the logging period was winter. There was a guest who drank too much in the restaurant to pick and choose, and the environment was not good and there was no beautiful hostess, the chef was still buried in the stir-fry, and there was black slag in the dish.

If it's an ordinary boss, who is as knowledgeable as a drunkard? Just change his dish and fool him around.

When he arrived at Lao Zhu, he also stir-fried a dish. I had to spit in it, and then watch the drunk eat half of the plate, and then ask someone if the dish was clean.

When the guest is satisfied and says that this time is good, he still has to use the proposition of "You can't say it's clean for a good dish, Lao Tzu spit out the phlegm, you fucking eat fragrantly, you say you're cheap or not" This proposition will fight with people for half an hour.

Such a person, how do you say he gets rich and how does he make his family live a good life?

Therefore, listening to Lao Zhu patting his ass, Li Xian was quite relieved in his heart.

knows how to take advantage of your illness to come and pat yourself, this is progress!

He didn't expect that Lao Zhu was not the only one who came over to pat himself.

As soon as I chatted with Lao Zhu's family for a while, and asked Zhu Jing how she was learning clothing making at a vocational high school in the county, there was a commotion downstairs.

"Xiaoya, what's going on downstairs?"

Hearing the commotion, Li Xian stood up and asked Su Ya on the side.

Su Ya put the wet towel in her hand into the small basin and went downstairs prettyly. After a while, I came back.

made a string of sign language to Li Xian.

"Brother, those neighbors are here. Come and visit you. Let them come up?"

Looking at Su Ya's inquiring gaze, Li Xian waved his hand, "Those who bring things will all be brought back, and those who are empty-handed please come up." ”

Su Ya curled her eyes wide and nodded. With a flick of his long black ponytail, he staggered downstairs.