Chen Dayong was really a standard handsome guy when he was young. His sword-browed eyebrows, starry eyes, a handsome nose, and a beard on his face gave people a very heroic and mature charm. In addition, he was about 1.8 meters tall, standing in the crowd, he felt as if he stood out from the crowd.

Looking at his father who was in his prime and healthy state, Chen Feng couldn't help but burst into tears again. Who would have thought that such a tall, optimistic man in front of him would be diagnosed with diabetes in more than ten years and would be depressed every day?

Chen Dayong looked at his son who was eating wontons and couldn't help but laugh and scolded: "You little brat, are you greedy again?"

"Dad~" Chen Feng stopped chopsticks and stared at his dad blankly.

"What's wrong?" Chen Dayong thought he was scaring his son, so he hurriedly added, "Boy, dad just said, if you want to eat wontons, your mom will make it for you tomorrow."

"Mom, you heard it. This is what Dad said. You can make wontons for me tomorrow night." Chen Feng quickly adjusted his mind and acted coquettishly towards his mother.

"Okay, I'll follow you." Zhao Xiaolan gave her son a blank look, "It's a good thing that your father just took over the job. After the house there is built in a few days, you will be able to get the wages."

Of course, Chen Feng knew about his family's situation. He remembered that before he went to junior high school, his family's main income was the three acres of rice fields and the skills of his father as a bricklayer. Although his life was not as tight as a long time, he was not much better. It was not until he went to junior high school that his family opened a convenience store in the village and sold breakfast. His life was a little better. However, when he was in high school, his father got diabetes and his family's life plummeted. The current family situation is not allowed to eat pork wontons every day.

Chen Feng knew that the most urgent task now is to help the family get rich, so that their parents and themselves can live a good life as soon as possible. And there is a way to get rich. He still remembers clearly that Chen Dafu, a villager who is also a mason, took the lead in pulling up his own construction team in the second half of this year, from five or six people at the beginning to more than a dozen people later, dozens and hundreds of people. In less than two years, he became a famous local contractor. Later, he founded his own construction company, lived in a villa and drove a car to make a mistress, known as "Chen Baiwan". To be honest, Chen Dafu and his father were still

The same master was a few years later than his father. Strictly speaking, he had to call his father a senior brother. He was not as strong as his father's skills, but he was a little courageous and brave. He became the first person to take the lead in starting a construction team, and ate in front of everyone, and started home first. Later, many people followed the trend, but they all made small fuss, not as big as Chen Baiwan's stalls, and made more money. My father had also been moved and wanted to set up a construction team by himself. Unfortunately, his familiar colleagues in the village and the village had already followed Chen Dafu and could not find all the people. Secondly, they lacked funds for starting the money, so the matter was left unresolved.

There is no good impression of Chen Dafu and Chen Feng. This man is a typical nouveau riche. He becomes arrogant when he succeeds. In his memory of his previous life, he seems particularly domineering in the village. He does not take his father Chen Dayong seriously and his clan brothers seriously. He even says bad things several times.

If I asked my father to start a construction team in the local area before Chen Dafu, how could Chen Baiwan have the share of becoming rich and making a fortune? But the question now is, how can my father make up his mind to start building this construction team first?

"Dad, I heard that it's very profitable to be a contractor now, why don't you do it?" Chen Feng couldn't help asking in a naive manner.

Chen Dayong was stunned and smiled and said, "Where did you hear this? 'Contractor'? Do you know what the contractor does?"

"The contractor, isn't it the contractor? Who doesn't know?" Chen Feng couldn't help but look at his father.

"Oh, you kid really know? Where did you hear it?" Chen Dayong asked curiously.

"I heard it overwhelmed while I was playing on the street." Chen Feng lied.

"Not everyone can do the contractor? First, you need capital, second, you need manpower and relationships, and third, you need to convince the public." Chen Dayong said as if he was talking to himself, and drank the bowl of cold boiled water handed to his wife.

Zhao Xiaolan couldn't help but interrupt and said, "His father, I have also heard that there was a person in the neighboring county who brought up a construction team of more than a dozen people last year. He couldn't get busy with his work and made money from his old nostrils. Although we lack capital now, we can borrow from others. If we want to ask for manpower, there are several bricklayers in our village. It would be enough to find a few in other villages. If you convince the public, you have learned skills from your master since you were fifteen years old. Although people from all over the countryside don't praise your good skills and fair prices. If you start a team, this job will definitely be indispensable."

"Let me think about it again." Chen Dayong was a little moved when he heard it, but he still couldn't make up his mind.

Seeing that his father was indecisive, Chen Feng couldn't help but feel anxious: "Dad, it seems that there is a contractor in our village. You must get rich as soon as possible. If someone takes the lead and pulls up the construction team, the money will be earned by others."

"When did you become so sensible?" Chen Dayong patted his son's head angrily and funny, "'Be rich as soon as possible', what he said really makes sense."

"Of course it makes sense. Just like the old saying goes, "Turn to death the courageous ones, starve to death the timid ones," Dad, if you keep hesitating like this, you will definitely not make much money."

"You little brat, you've taught me a lesson."

Chen Dayong glared at him, looking like he was about to take action, but was stopped by Zhao Xiaolan: "His father, Xiaofeng is right. You are all good, but you are a little cautious. Like the previous year, I discussed with you to contract the bayberry forest in our village. You are afraid of losing money, so you won't let the old Wang family get a bargain. Now their family has bought a 21-inch large color TV."

"Okay, okay, I'm afraid of you. To be honest, I've thought about it before by joining the team as a contractor, but the capital is now less than four digits. Who would like to do it with me without capital?"

When Zhao Xiaolan heard this, she gritted her teeth and said, "I'll find a way to make money. At worst, I can just put my face down and go to my parents' home to borrow money. My brother is the only girl, and I will never look at me."

Zhao Xiaolan's brother, Chen Feng's uncle Zhao Rengui, is a well-known first ten thousand yuan household in the local area. He runs a small pig farm. His parents went there early, so Zhao Rengui became Zhao Xiaolan's only relative. He usually cares about and takes care of her girl, but he is a little disagreeing with Chen Dayong and doesn't look down on this brother-in-law who is a bricklayer.

Compared with his wife's family, Chen Dayong has few relatives. His parents died a few years ago. There was only one elder sister who married a foreign county and a farmer brother (that is, Chen Ping's father). Moreover, their families were not rich.

Chen Dayong looked at his wife for a while, and finally gritted his teeth and made up his mind: "Okay, as long as you borrow money, I will do it. Xiaofeng said just now, 'Get rich as soon as possible', I don't believe that Chen Dayong is better than others and can't make a lot of money. I calculated that the start-up capital is at most two thousand yuan, so don't make things too difficult for your brother. If he can't afford so much money for the moment, one thousand yuan is enough."

"Okay, I'll go to borrow it tomorrow morning. I know my brother's business. His savings at home must be no less than 50,000 yuan now. I, a girl, broke up and borrowed two thousand from him. " Zhao Xiaolan made a promise with confidence.

"Alan, I'm sorry for you." Chen Dayong certainly knew that borrowing money from his brother-in-law, especially if he borrowed so much money, and it was so easy for his wife to say that her sister-in-law was not a good person to talk to.

"What are you wronged or not? It's not for our family?" Zhao Xiaolan sighed and then cheered up again. "I think this matter is perfect. Now every family of our family is getting more and more prosperous. With the remaining money at home, no one wants to build a new house and repair the old house. There will be some work done by you, the contractor, won't worry about having no money to make money."

No matter what, Zhao Xiaolan's opinion is still very correct.

After hearing his wife's words, Chen Dayong couldn't help but smile and touched Chen Feng's head: "If you really make a fortune in the future, your son will be the hero of our family."

Seeing this, Chen Feng got on track so easily. He couldn't help but feel happy and patted his chest and promised: "Dad, if you really can pull the construction team and become a contractor, you will definitely get rich. At that time, don't forget to buy pork elbows for me, a great hero."
Chapter completed!