Kim Hyo-gu smiled bitterly and shook his head. Han Jun's uncle Kim Ai-min sighed with the old man.

Han Shipeng frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"

"The factory...is probably over. Brother, I'll have to be implicated by me."

"Why is this happening? Wasn't it still fine some time ago?"

Kim Hyo-gu rubbed his face and said dejectedly: "If you are not careful, you will lose everything..."

It turned out that after Jin Xiaoguo built a small printing factory himself in 1990, the business was quite good because the cost was much lower than that of the state-owned printing factory, and the quality of the equipment was slightly worse, but he didn't have to worry about sales. Since the late 1980s, Binhai City has gradually become popular with the custom of sending calendars during the Chinese New Year, and it is beautiful and practical for the printed calendars to be used to give relatives and friends.

At the end of 1990s, Kim Hyo-gu was unable to print color because of his old equipment. He watched the few peers earned a lot of money and could only stare at him.

So he inquired from many sources from the beginning of the year. Finally, not long ago, during the time when Han Shipeng was injured, he learned from a foreign businessman that he had two color printing machines to be sold. Although they were second-hand, they were new models. There was absolutely no problem with printing calendars, and the price was low. Two equipment, 100,000 yuan, and 30,000 yuan per month of calendar printing! You just need to pay half the deposit first, and the remaining half was cash on delivery.

Jin Xiaoguo did some calculations. If two large color printing machines were running at full capacity 24 hours a day, they could definitely print more than 30,000 calendars with a factory price of 5 yuan. In addition to the cost of coated paper, colored ink, labor, etc., a calendar can earn 1 yuan in profit. If you stock up on a lot of goods, you can even make a return in less than two years, and you can also start new business by yourself.

This news is like a timely rain for the newborn small factory! But all his available funds are only 20,000 yuan. In 1990, there is not much that the self-employed business who is engaged in small-scale businesses can have 20,000 yuan. The 50,000 yuan cash is really a large amount, and he had to find his elder brother Jin Aimin to discuss it. Jin Aimin, who also thinks that this business is good, patted his chest and said that he would solve the remaining money for his younger brother.

In an era when individual business is not yet common, Jin Xiaoguo, who operates with integrity, has just entered the business world. Although he has little experience, he is not stupid. He knows that there will be no pie falling from the sky. He carefully touches the bottom of foreign merchants, but after many tests, he can't see anything unusual.

So, he signed the contract with confidence and paid the deposit. In late October, the two equipment arrived on time. However, the foreign merchant did not come back. He thought he would arrive in Binhai soon, but he was stunned when he was unboxing and inspecting the goods.

One of the two so-called equipment cannot be used at all, and the other color printer is an old model. It is true that the calendar can be printed, but when it is turned on, the roar of the tractor is even more than the tractor, and the rusty bearing can be printed in five thousand copies a month, which is considered a return to its vigor!

Such a device is not worth even 10,000 yuan!

What made Jin Xiaoguo even more frightened was that in order to make up the remaining 80,000 yuan for him, Jin Aimin used his familiar relationship with the accounting unit to embezzle public funds! He agreed to return it before the year-end inventory on December 31, and would pay the accounting another benefit fee of 1,000 yuan. But now, even if he returned the 50,000 yuan that he had not paid, there was still a gap of 30,000 yuan, even if he sold all of Jin Xiaoguo's printing factory, it would not be worth the money!

After listening to Jin Xiaoguo's story, Han Shipeng sighed and shook his head slightly. While hating the liar in his heart, he had no choice but to deal with him. He was good at criminal cases, but he was helpless in this case, but this involved economics.

"Does my sister-in-law know?" Han Shipeng took a breath and asked softly.

Kim Aimin turned out to say: "They don't know what women's family are involved in."

"Call the police?"

Kim Hyo-gu shook his head and said, "What's the use? I looked back and looked at the contract carefully. He took advantage of the loopholes and gave me the goods. There was no evidence that he had cheated, and even if he caught him, he would have no choice. What's more, he didn't know where to go."

"It's really poisonous!" Han Shipeng said gritting his teeth, pondered for a while, and said to his father-in-law: "Dad, my family still has some money, not much, not less than two thousand. I'll ask Xiaofang to bring it to my elder brother."

Jin Gao sighed and said, "I also want to hold a meeting for them while everyone is here today. After all, embezzling public funds is... illegal. The second brother, don't forget to write a promissory note for the sisters later, and brothers must settle the accounts clearly." Facing the police son-in-law, the old man is really hard to say about the word "breaking the law".

"It's already this time, and I'm still so clear about what to do. I'll find a way to solve this matter first!" Han Shipeng waved his hand. When his family was in trouble, he wanted to help with all his strength. This is his usual creed.

The four of them sighed, and Han Jun heard every word in his ears. Han Jun knew about the fire of the calendar. Seeing that the two uncles who loved him were usually declining at this time, he couldn't help but feel heartbroken. While cursing the liar in his heart, he looked at his father with great agreement. He thought to himself, "This is like a family."

But when he heard his father say "I found a way to solve this matter", Han Jun suddenly moved his heart, and he carefully recalled the records in the notes, and there were also some records about the popularity of the calendar! An amazing thought suddenly came to his mind. "If the things in the notes are real, then, if you let your second uncle do it, maybe the crisis will pass?"

Thinking of this, while the elders were silent, Han Jun slowly spoke: "Second uncle, this matter..."

"Sir, why are the kids making trouble? Go and find your brother Jin Cheng. He is doing his homework. You can learn hard." Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Han Shipeng. He was worried about his second brother-in-law, so Han Jun came to join in the fun.

When his father choked, Han Jun curled his lips and said unconvincedly: "Second uncle is not a big deal, I can solve it. No one has to borrow money!"

"Haha, my second uncle didn't love you in vain. I know how to help me find a way. I won't lend you money." Jin Xiaoguo's smile was a little dismal.

"Second uncle, don't get me wrong. I really know how to solve this problem! It's not difficult!" Looking at Jin Xiaoguo's sad eyes, Han Jun was very anxious. It turned out that his second uncle misunderstood that he was cautious. In desperation, he couldn't take much care of it and made up his mind to tell the "strategy" in his notes to him.

"Dad, do you remember the two opinions I mentioned to you last time?" Seeing Han Shipeng twisting his angry face, he raised his hand and almost beat him up, Han Jun said quickly.

Hearing this, Han Shipeng was stunned, raised his slap in the air, slowly retracted it, looked at the old man and looked at the two brothers, nodded and said to them, "Let me hear what Xiaojun said."

"Can you be unhappy, your dad's birthday?"
Chapter completed!