Tan Jinyue hugged her brother's thigh tightly, refusing to get down, mumbling that she didn't want to go back, which amused everyone in the room.
This scene made Tan Lihua feel both annoyed and amused.
The reason was that he had teased his little daughter, saying he wanted to take her back to their hometown.
As soon as his daughter heard her brother wasn't going back, she immediately became unhappy, hugging her brother's leg and refusing to let go.
Tan Jincheng squatted down, picked up his sister and said,
"All right, all right, Dad was just teasing you. Dad will go home alone, and you'll stay here with your brother."
"Really?"
"Really, when has your brother ever lied to you? Dad was just playing around with you."
Tan Lihua pouted,
"I wasn't playing around. How about your mom and Jinyue come back with me? You're so busy anyway, it makes no difference whether they're here or in our hometown."
Hearing this, little Jinyue wrapped her arms around Tan Jincheng's neck,
"I'm not going back, I'm not going back."
The child didn't understand the concept of a hometown versus here; she only knew that it was fun here, there were lots of toys, many people treated her well, and there were children to play with her.
"All right, all right, stop teasing her. Let's go, the driver is still waiting downstairs,"
Zhang Suzhi said with a smile, interjecting.
She really wanted to go back and live there for a while, but after the couple analyzed it, it was decided it would be quieter for her to stay here.
On one hand, she could look after her son, and on the other hand, it would be more beneficial for her daughter's development.
This arrangement was quite good.
Anyway, her husband now had much more freedom with his work, so it would be fine for him to come and stay for a week or so when he had time.
"Dad, tell the driver to drive slowly on the way. After you go back, someone will invite you out for a meal, that's fine. There's really nothing to it, just stick to your principles. Also, if your unit wants to promote you, my advice is not to take real power."
Dad was already 46 years old, and he only had 14 years until actual retirement.
Their family had no background, he couldn't drink, and his character was quite upright.
Honestly, he wasn't really suitable for an official position.
Getting a good retirement package in a small city and retiring early to enjoy life was the main thing.
Essentially, Tan Lihua was also a person without much ambition, otherwise, he wouldn't have given Tan Jincheng almost free rein.
Tan Lihua smiled, never expecting the day when he'd take advice from his son.
He stared at Tan Jincheng for a while, then dotingly looked at his little daughter and wife.
Tan Lihua slowly said,
"I understand. I can't help you with anything, but I definitely won't hold you back. However, if it doesn't affect your career, try to lean on family a bit."
Tan Jincheng nodded.
He knew what his father was referring to; some things are unavoidable in a society driven by personal connections.
"Wait a few years, after a few years, I can invest in Ba Du. For these kinds of schemes that exploit people, if Ba Du dares to gamble, why can't Shanchi?"
"Also, if you can, take care of our relatives. I've been holding this back and haven't told you, but I'll take this opportunity to talk to you about it today."
The news that the old Tan family's son's business had reached ZY TV station had already spread throughout the village.
For this, the old village chief had made several trips to the city, ostensibly to handle official matters, but stopping by the Tan family's house along the way.
But everyone knew what that meant; what kind of business could a village chief possibly have to handle in the city?
There were also relatives trying to benefit, but these had all been sent away by Tan Lihua.
He had millions in his account now and didn't mind a bit of money, so he didn't bother his son with it.
The only thing Tan Lihua felt fortunate about was that so far, his younger brother and sister had acted no differently than usual, even though they already knew that Zhang Qingliang and his wife were working at Shanchi and had brought their son to study there too.
It's not poverty but inequality that causes distress.
These are true relatives.
If his son can find a job for his uncle, why doesn't he show any consideration for his paternal uncles?
So, for this matter, his son would still have to make an appearance once, even if it was just to explain the reasons to his uncles and aunts.
Tan Jincheng understood his father well.
Although his father had worked and lived in the city for so many years, his roots were still in that small village, which was evident from his returning for every New Year and holiday.
This wasn't stubbornness, but rather a display of his simple and honest nature.
As long as his paternal grandparents and maternal grandparents were alive, his father's and mother's home would always be in that small village.
He was the same; with his parents alive, he couldn't be separated from Yicheng.
Tan Jincheng smiled,
"Dad, even if you didn't mention this, I had already thought about it. But I haven't had time to go back, so you can convey it on my behalf."
Dad often called Mom, so how could Tan Jincheng not know about these family matters?
"What should I say?"
"Tell your paternal uncles, aunts, and other maternal uncles that if they want to develop in Yongcheng, they should come next year. My new factory will go into production next year, and I'll be expanding recruitment.
If they don't want to come to Yongcheng, I have two construction sites in Wangjiang. In the initial stage, they can help me manage the sites, and after the factories are built, they can also work there. They can settle down in their hometown, and their children can study in the county town."
"Commercial housing in the county is not expensive. If they want to stay in the county and buy a house but lack money, I can lend it to them.
As for village matters, I really don't have time to manage them. I'll transfer 1 million yuan to you; you can decide what to build or repair for the village. If anyone from the village wants to work at my factory, they are welcome, provided they work diligently."
There are many rural people in Wangjiang working in the garment industry, but they prefer to go to Zhili Town, and not many come to Yongcheng.
The reason is simple: although the work intensity in Zhili Town is very high, it offers "winter and summer vacations."
Tan Lihua smiled; his son had considered things quite thoroughly:
"No need to send money, I have money in my card. Besides, you already donated money to the village to build a road last time. This time, I'll take the initiative to donate a bit more and turn all the dirt roads in the village into cement roads."
"As you wish, but you can take the lead, yet you can't be the only one contributing. Every household in the village should donate a little."
"What do you mean?"
Tan Lihua was a bit confused.
"If you pay for it all yourself, and an old man or woman from some family falls, they might blame it on you. So, even if you make every household donate one yuan, it's fine, but you can't be the only one paying."
Human nature is complex; the premise of doing good deeds is to ensure one's own safety.
Tan Lihua was stunned.
He knew that rural interpersonal relationships were complex; some people would be jealous if he contributed money, and privately, some might even say he was showing off or relying on his son.
But without mentioning it, he really wouldn't have thought about it from that perspective.
It's not that they don't understand this principle; it's that they don't think in this way.
Moreover, most people in this era wouldn't consider such things.
Only someone like Tan Jincheng, who has experienced the information explosion, would have such thoughts.
Zhang Suzhi, standing nearby, looked surprised, thinking it was probably a bit impossible, but then she thought about it and realized it might indeed be possible; there really were scoundrels in the village who might do such things.
"Okay, I understand."
Tan Lihua nodded solemnly.
"As for the money, I'll still transfer 1 million yuan to you. Also, renovate Grandma's house, and do it in Grandpa's name. Dad, handle this, and from now on, for anything that doesn't involve immediate family, you can decide yourself. If you need money, just ask me."
"Got it, then I'm leaving."
His son didn't lack this bit of money, so just transfer it.
He had seen it in the newspapers: Shanchi Technology alone was expected to have an annual turnover of over 500 million yuan this year, with an annual profit forecast of over 100 million yuan.
Moreover, that Kaixin website, launched less than two months ago, was already valued at over 50 million yuan.
The speed of making money was no different from robbery.
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Zhang Xupeng couldn't go back yet.
He needed to finalize the GXG Beicang factory area here.
The currently interested area was Dagang Industrial Zone, where Shenzhou's factories were also located, making it a large base for the garment industry in Beicang District.
Most of the Dagang District would eventually be dominated by Shenzhou, but at this time, it was still possible for GXG to squeeze in and acquire its own plot of land.
The factory area in Beicang District would not have very large production workshops.
It would primarily focus on constructing the headquarters, warehouses, and logistics transfer centers.
Production would be handled by the Wangjiang factory, and there were also strong OEM factories in Yongcheng, making the industrial chain very complete.
There were quite a few small and medium-sized garment factories in the Dagang Industrial Zone; simply acquiring one would suffice.
GXG's factory model was somewhat different from Shanchi's.
After discussing with Zhang Xupeng, Tan Jincheng decided to acquire a larger plot of land in one go, to avoid competing with Shenzhou for land in the future.
Seeking initial concessions by appearing "weak" also received support from Beicang District.
From Beicang District's perspective, having the headquarters here was sufficient.
Directly acquiring small and medium-sized garment factories was Jinpeng Trade's own business.
The district could act as a matchmaker and offer loan incentives.
This plan neither encroached upon the district's land resources nor did it benefit the local economy and employment.
As for the headquarters of individual subsidiaries, the district suggested not making it too extravagant; an office building would suffice.
It would be better to directly build the Shanchi Group headquarters instead.
The district's suggestion reminded Tan Jincheng.
Now that it was a group company, building a headquarters seemed perfectly acceptable.
On one hand, it could further enhance the company's strength, and on the other hand, it could also boost corporate cohesion.
Nowadays, not to mention Bafang Electric in Gusu, even the various branches in Beicang were scattered everywhere.
The problem isn't apparent now that the scale is small, but it will become quite troublesome when the company grows larger.
The district showed such great goodwill, but Tan Jincheng was a bit distressed:
"The problem is, we don't have money! Who wouldn't want to build a group headquarters? But you need money for that. I can't even afford the land acquisition fees right now."
Money certainly wasn't non-existent; sales had been so good these past few months, and a lot of payments had been recouped.
But compared to building a group headquarters, constructing a third factory was what Tan Jincheng valued most.
As the saying goes, "the squeaky wheel gets the grease."
Since the district intended for Shanchi to build a headquarters like Shenzhou and officially settle in Beicang, how could Tan Jincheng, who keenly seized this opportunity, possibly let it go?
Fun fact: Shanchi Group currently has no headquarters. The Tianjin factory is currently the largest electric vehicle industrial base under construction nationwide, and Hangxin New Energy's R&D center is located in Di Du.
Additionally, there are plans to build a third factory, and this third factory will not be located in Beicang.
As for Jinpeng Industrial's Beicang factory, it is currently just a proposal; theoretically, Shanchi could entirely relocate to another city.
However, officially settling the group headquarters in Beicang would make it a true Beicang enterprise.
Evidently, Beicang District also realized this.
Shanchi was becoming increasingly popular; the duck was cooked, and they couldn't let someone else take it away.
(End of Chapter)