Chapter 768

Having asked clearly and understood, Feng Dong softened his tone. He first inquired about Feng Zihan's recent situation, and after receiving a satisfactory answer, he spoke to Feng Zihan in a leisurely manner.

"In principle, I agree, but I declare in advance that I will not provide any help... However, if there is anything, you can call Secretary Han."

Actually, Feng Zihan was a bit disappointed.

Regarding those sons of his, her father taught and helped them with all his heart; it could be said he taught them hand-in-hand.

Why was it that when it came to her, it was an attitude of indifference?

It really must be because she was a girl.

It was better here; here, they were always emphasizing that "women can hold up half the sky."

Here, many girls could speak loudly and walk with big, confident strides.

They didn't need to pay attention to their so-called "socialite image," nor did they need to learn how to be a virtuous wife and good mother.

They also didn't need to learn how to keep a man's heart, how to make a man like you forever, or even that if a man changed his heart, you should still hold on, as long as you had children you wouldn't suffer a loss.

Here, she simply couldn't hear such arguments.

If it weren't for Lu Qiaoge constantly teaching her, she definitely wouldn't have adapted.

But she felt she had adapted well now.

However, Feng Zihan still showed her father that she was very happy. She said excitedly, "Father, believe me, these pickled radishes are really delicious. I believe that the things I love to eat, most people in Hong Kong will also love to eat. Our family definitely won't lose money."

Feng Dong offered a word of comfort: "Don't be so small-minded. In business, there are losses and gains. Even if your pickle business loses money, so what!"

Feng Zihan said very moved, "Thank you, Father, I understand."

Then the other party hung up the phone.

The smile on Feng Zihan's face disappeared.

Her eyes reddened, and she looked at Lu Qiaoge, saying without any avoidance, "My father never asked about my eldest brother once from beginning to end."

Lu Qiaoge looked toward the back.

Feng Zihan's eldest brother, Feng Haozhe, was playing in the garden behind them.

He was followed by two nannies and a butler.

He was dressed neatly and cleanly, and his eyes were clear and bright, seemingly without a trace of impurity.

How should she put it?

In the eyes of many domestic people, for a man with such intelligence to have such a life, it was simply a blessing from his past life.

But it depends on how you compare it.

According to the Feng family's rules, he was the heir to the Feng family, as well as the future head and patriarch of the Feng family.

Before he was eight years old, the Feng family had high hopes for him.

But now, he was just a fool being raised like that.

When Lu Qiaoge went to see Sun Lao, she had once mentioned it to him in passing.

Sun Lao told Lu Qiaoge, "According to the Feng family's conditions, they must have already been to every corner of the world. If it could be cured, it would have been cured long ago."

Lu Qiaoge also felt that made sense, but she still flattered Sun Lao, "Grandpa Sun, you are different, which is why I came to ask."

Sun Lao was naturally willing to hear that.

Not to mention that he was very happy to see Lu Qiaoge.

This time, Lu Qiaoge brought him three lingzhi and three wild mountain ginsengs.

They were of good quality and sufficient age. Sun Lao didn't ask where Lu Qiaoge got them, because they didn't cost a penny. Of course, there was also a bucket of "mountain spring water."

However, Sun Lao still gave Lu Qiaoge a box of pills.

This was of no help for restoring intelligence.

But it could refresh the mind and sharpen the senses.

"You give it to him to eat and see..."

Lu Qiaoge didn't go through the official channels for this, because that would be too troublesome, and the procedures were so cumbersome you wouldn't dare imagine.

Even without approval, it would be impossible for Sun Lao to see Feng Haozhe.

And it was also very troublesome for these two to meet.

Lu Qiaoge simply told Feng Zihan privately that if she trusted her, she should give this box of pills to her brother to eat.

If she didn't trust her, then forget it.

How could Feng Zihan not trust her?

She trusted her far too much.

Because Zhen Xi had already told her how his illness was cured.

So the pills in Lu Qiaoge's hand must have come from that miracle doctor, Sun Lao.

They understood each other without speaking, and told no one.

Anyway, the family also had various pills prepared for her eldest brother.

She didn't even tell the butler who followed them.

This medicine had been taken for over half a month.

Lu Qiaoge withdrew her gaze; looking at Feng Haozhe's appearance, it seemed there was no effect?

If following the Western medical explanation, this should be genetic.

However, it had only been such a short time; it would take at least three months.

Lu Qiaoge reached out, patted Feng Zihan on the shoulder, and said in a gentle voice, "Sometimes, the bond between parents and children also depends on fate."

Feng Zihan nodded.

She turned and said to Lu Qiaoge, "What do we do now? You tell me, and I'll go do it."

"Naturally, we place an order through the Foreign Trade Bureau. Leave this to me, but we can't place the order just yet... I have to go and settle the matter of the pickle factory first."

Lu Qiaoge checked the time, got on her bicycle, and rode to the General Administration of Foreign Trade.

On Saturday afternoon, some people were working and some were not, but the First Division was still very busy.

Lu Qiaoge naturally wouldn't go to the First Division, but she still went to the main canteen.

After quickly finishing her own work, Bureau Chief Bai, Party Secretary Shi, and Director Lü—who could be said to be three big-wig level figures—actually came to the main canteen together.

Director Lin was a bit confused by these people.

Since they valued Lu Qiaoge so much, why didn't they put her in the First Division to manage others? What were they doing?

On second thought, Lu Qiaoge still had to go to school, and she heard their study tasks were very intense.

This was indeed a dilemma.

Keeping her right in front of her was indeed quite good.

Here in the canteen, she was the one in charge, and no one was gossiping or asking what was going on with Lu Qiaoge...

Many times, they didn't even know when Lu Qiaoge arrived or when she left.

At this moment, Lu Qiaoge saw the three of them coming over, her eyes lit up, and she took the initiative to greet them, saying with a smile, "That's great, I was just about to go find the three leaders to report on my work."

Before Bureau Chief Bai could speak, Party Secretary Shi laughed out loud, "That's just great."

Then the group entered Director Lin's office. Director Lin closed the door, and she also sat to the side.

Then she heard Lu Qiaoge really start reporting on her work.

"... There is no problem on Feng Zihan's side. As long as we can produce delicious pickled radishes, Feng Zihan will place an order and negotiate a contract with us."

Director Lü knew Lu Qiaoge's methods.

So he took the initiative to ask, "Then what is your plan now?"

Lu Qiaoge said very seriously, "I heard that several brigades in Shigang Commune have a large backlog of radishes, and now the whole commune is worried. And the food factory that our Xiang Yang Instant Noodle Beidu branch factory previously belonged to has a small pickle factory..."

Lu Qiaoge paused deliberately when she said this.

Reading between the lines, Bureau Chief Bai and the other two exchanged glances.

Lu Qiaoge deliberately emphasized this last sentence; did she mean she wanted to merge this small pickle factory into the instant noodle branch factory?

Otherwise, she wouldn't have said such a convoluted thing.

This girl really had quite the ambition!

The branch factory had only been built for a few days, and she was already thinking about swallowing the pickle factory...