Sanzang was standing in front of the dressing mirror after taking a shower to change clothes, and his daughter-in-law Jingru was tying her tie when suddenly the phone rang in front of the bedside table.

"Yo, the phone was installed so quickly, Lao Tan's efficiency is okay." Sanzang glanced at the phone and felt a little.

"Yesterday...... Oh no, it was installed the day before yesterday, I guess it was my sister-in-law who called, and her house also called me, so she called me every day when she was fine. Jingru sped up the movement of her hand and said with a smile.

"Then you can take it, I'll do it myself." Sanzang stroked his beloved wife's jade hand.

"It's okay, that's it." Jingru helped her man straighten his collar, and then walked over to answer the phone with elegant and calm steps.

Sanzang shook his head, took a blue-black suit from the closet and put it on, picked up his handbag and prepared to go out.

"Sister-in-law, what are you looking for me?" Jingru picked up the phone and said with a smile.

"Xiaoru, it's me, is our brother-in-law back?" Qin Yuru's voice came from the phone.

"Oh, it's sister, I thought it was my sister-in-law, I'm back, I just arrived in the afternoon, and I'm about to go out at this time." After Jingru finished speaking, she immediately covered the microphone, smiled at her man and said, "Husband, come and answer the phone, my sister is looking for you." ”

"Is it Sister Huairu?" Sanzang walked behind his daughter-in-law, handed her the handbag, and tried to ask.

"No, it's my own sister." Jingru shook her head.

"Oh." Sanzang took the phone from his daughter-in-law and said calmly: "Sister Yuru, it's me, is something wrong with the company?" ”

"The company is very good, nothing happened, but someone came to ask us to buy a universal joint." Qin Yuru said a little anxiously.

"Huh? Who? Is it private? Sanzang frowned when he heard this, thinking that he should be the same kind of person as Li Yuanchao again, how much energy he has almost everyone who should know, which guy has such an iron head?

"That's not it, it's a representative of a car company."

"Car companies? What's the name? Sanzang's heart moved, could it be that business came to the door automatically?

"What's Santana called?" Qin Yuru picked up the business card in his hand and looked at it.

"Hey, it's it, how much do they want? The amount should not be large. When Sanzang heard this, he immediately lost interest.

"That's right, 10,000 a year."

"Can we squeeze out this capacity?"

"No problem, just work overtime."

"That's good, sell it to them, no matter how small the mosquito legs are, it's still meat, it's better than nothing."

"Got it, but what about the price?"

"Hmm...... Let's sell it to Dongwei for more than 7 yuan a piece, Santana is now produced to make rich people's money, we don't need to save for them, it's useless to save it,

They still sell very expensive, directly double, 20 yuan each, love to want, don't pull down. Sanzang pondered for a moment and said gently.

"Understood, then let's sign a contract with him now?"

"Sign it, take a closer look at the contract, don't fall for someone else's fool."

"Understood, then I'm hanging?"

"Hang up, I'm going out too."

"Okay, goodbye."

"Goodbye."

"What is my sister looking for you? Doesn't that seem like a bad thing? Jingru stood aside and listened to a rough idea, smiling as she handed her handbag to her man.

"Well, a small business automatically came to the door, and it can probably earn more than 100,000 yuan a year." Sanzang took the handbag and pecked it lightly on Jingru's pretty face.

"Hundreds of thousands, it's okay, it's better to make money than to lose money." Jingru said with a smile, "Will you come back for dinner in the evening?" ”

"Return, I'll pick up the children from school after we finish talking, and in the evening, you ask Uncle He to make a few good dishes and celebrate a little."

"Shura Warrior God"

"Okay, don't forget to take the snack box."

"Yes."

Sanzang drove the car to Goldfish Hutong, found the house number that Dou Wanqing said, carried the dim sum box into the courtyard, and saw a gray-haired, energetic old man doing carpentry.

With a rough guess in his heart, he hurriedly stepped forward and asked respectfully, "May I ask if Master Dou Zhishan lives here?" ”

"I am, may I ask who you are?" Dou Zhishan stopped what he was doing, looked Sanzang's clothes up and down, and asked with a puzzled expression.

"Hello Master Dou, I am a friend of Dou Wanqing, I just came back from Hong Kong City, and she asked me to bring you a letter." Sanzang was overjoyed when he heard this, and it was as he expected.

"Oh, you're a friend of Qing'er?! Hong Kong city people, let's take a walk, let's sit in the house. Dou Zhishan was overjoyed when he heard this, and hurriedly dragged Sanzang's arm to the small room next to him, and shouted inside, "Old woman, hurry up, there is a distinguished guest at home, hurry up and prepare refreshments." ”

"Huh."

Sanzang followed Dou Zhishan into the small room and looked around, the room was well organized, and the furniture with exquisite workmanship and clever design was placed in the limited space, which did not look crowded at all.

"Come on, young man, please have tea, this is still my daughter brought from Hong Kong City, and we can't drink anything famous." A middle-aged aunt with black hair mixed with a few silver threads, a rich appearance, and a kind face handed Sanzang a cup of black tea with both hands, and said with a little pride.

"Eh, thank you, Auntie." Sanzang first handed the snack box in his hand to Dou Zhishan with both hands, and then took the teacup with both hands.

"You're Qing'er's friend, why don't you come here, why do you bring such a valuable thing?" Dou Zhishan took the dim sum box and took a look, looking at the foreign characters on the box and a little Chinese characters, he knew that this thing was not cheap, and complained in a low voice.

"Uncle, it's not a valuable thing, this is a little snack I brought back from a business trip to Dongwu and Port City, so that everyone can taste it fresh." Sanzang is not deliberately showing off, but is just quietly revealing his strength.

"Okay, then you're welcome, thank you." Dou Zhishan listened to Sanzang's words, so he accepted it with peace of mind, and carefully placed the snack box on the dining table in the middle of the room.

He dragged out two exquisitely crafted chairs from under the dining table, and made a gesture of invitation to Sanzang, "Come on, come on, nephew, sit here, let's sit down and talk slowly." ”

"Okay."

"My daughter, aunt and nephew are all right?" Dou Zhishan didn't wait for Sanzang to sit down, and asked eagerly, and Dou Mu also stood aside and watched.

"It's all good, it's all good, your daughter and son-in-law have made a fortune, and they also bought two large villas with sea views, saying that they will pick up your old couple to go to Hong Kong City for the Chinese New Year this year." Sanzang sat down and deliberately glanced around, and then whispered.

"Good, good! We're all old men and old ladies, what kind of port city are we going to? Spend all your money, old woman, go, close the door. Dou Zhishan was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth and said in a low voice.

"Huh." Dou's mother was also very happy to hear it, her daughter and son-in-law were very happy, and she knew that her wife was going to talk about big things with others, so she happily went to close the door.

"It doesn't sound like your accent is from the south, and you ran from us, too?" Dou Zhishan sat down on the chair next to him, and then remembered this stubble, and asked with a puzzled expression.

"No, I'm a local, and I still live here." Sanzang shook his head.

"Then what are you ......" Dou Zhishan pointed to Sanzang's clothes and the snack box on the table, even more puzzled.

"This is a letter from your daughter, you can read it first." Sanzang took out a letter from his handbag and handed it to Dou Zhishan with both hands.

"Okay." Dou Zhishan took it with both hands, checked the envelope first, and found that it was open, so he couldn't help but nod.

Sanzang held the teacup and carefully observed the withering of these furniture.

"Do you want to open a woodworking factory, are you going to make furniture?" After reading the letter, Dou Zhishan's brows furrowed inadvertently.

"It's not." Sanzang came back to his senses and shook his head.

"That's?" Dou Zhishan looked at Sanzang suspiciously.

"Look at this piece of wood first." Sanzang didn't answer directly, and took out a small piece of Rhodesian red teak from his handbag and handed it to Dou Zhishan.