"Hello, Mayor Hou, my name is Fu Jiu, I'm sorry to disturb me today." Fu Jiu was invited by Mrs. Hou to sit down and briefly introduce himself.

Mrs. Hou instructed the maid at home to serve tea, and Hou Qiang said kindly: "Miss Fu, do you have anything to talk to me about?" ”

"Mayor Hou has ever heard of the Fu family's wine?" Fu Jiu said lightly.

Hearing this, Hou Qiang raised his eyebrows and looked at her, squeezing out three folds on his forehead, "Well, I was once fortunate enough to taste the private bamboo dew at my friend's place, but Miss Fu has a relationship with the Fu family's wine?" ”

Fu Jiu smiled mildly and said slowly: "Don't hide it, Fu Changan is the father." ”

Hou Qiang nodded with her words, his expression was slightly thoughtful, "Oh, I see, what does Miss Fu think?" ”

The maid served the tea and carefully served it to Fu Jiu and Hou Qiang.

"Recently, I wanted to reopen the Fu Family Tavern, and I remembered that there was an idle garment factory in your town, so I wanted to talk to you about the winery." Fu Jiu's language is concise, and his demeanor is down-to-earth and generous.

"Miss Fu means that she wants to use that garment factory as a winery, right?" Hou Qiang put down the teacup and did not make a sound.

Fu Jiu nodded, "Yes." ”

Hou Qiang furrowed his messy eyebrows, and said in a very embarrassed tone: "This, I'm afraid you're going to be disappointed." ”

Seeing this, Fu Jiu then wrinkled his eyebrows and said, "What did Mayor Hou say this?" ”

"The garment factory was collectively funded by the residents of Caishi Town, and later after the bankruptcy, some residents could not pay compensation, so they divided the garment factory and distributed it to them, and it has now become a residential area."

Looking at Fu Jiu's puzzled expression, Hou Qiang continued: "During the war two years ago, a group of refugees also came, and the local residents also rented out the factory as a boarding house. ”

Fu Jiu's blood in her heart was extinguished, and she thought that things would go well in the winery.

Still a little unwilling, Fu Jiu mentioned asking Hou Qiang to take her over to have a look.

Then the group came to the color stone garment factory, the sign on the gate has rusted, and the color words are missing the right half.

People dressed in tatters went in and out, looking back at Fu Jiu's line frequently.

Hou Qiang found Lao Liu, who was temporarily in charge of managing this place, and he was an elderly man.

"Old Uncle Liu, this Miss Fu wants to enter the factory to have a look, you can show me the way." Hou Qiang said.

The old man nodded, looking Fu Jiu up and down with a scrutinizing gaze.

The workshop in the factory has also been changed into a place to live, and a shed has been erected on the outside site. Topless man. The man stood in the doorway, whistling at Fu Jiu.

Fu Jiu was really shocked when he saw such a slum for the first time, and he was also disgusted by the impolite teasing of these people.

Xiao Si held Fu Jiu's hand tightly, for fear that there would be an accident, she didn't send an explanation to the Huo family.

"Uncle, how much is the monthly rent here?" Fu Jiu asked.

"One dollar." Lao Liu replied, Fu Jiu was taken aback, one yuan is the money to buy a few catties of pork in the eyes of ordinary people.

Fu Jiu has a bottom in his heart, the rent of one yuan a month, such a cheap place, no one wants to move.

Fu Jiu was a little lost, and after going out, he said goodbye to Mayor Hou and went back.

Mrs. Hou saw that Mayor Hou was back, and hurriedly came out to greet him, and then poked outside the courtyard and found that Fu Jiu had already left.

"Eh, I said Lao Hou, I heard that this Miss Fu is the heir of the Fu family's wine, and I think we can also join the shares." Mrs. Hou held Hou Qiang's arm and said excitedly.

Mayor Hou sighed, "This thing is not easy to do, those people in the garment factory are easy to arrange?" ”

Mrs. Hou said earnestly: "If you help deal with the matter of the factory, you must let Miss Fu stay!" ”

Mayor Hou wondered, "Why do you care so much about this?" ”

Mrs. Hou patted him lightly and whispered in his ear: "I saw the license plate, and the prefix 88 can only be used by the marshal's mansion in the city." ”