Chapter 890: Son Educating Father

Zhao Ping got up and went over, looking carefully: "Why does this look so much like a radiator?"

"What do you mean like!" Jian Mingfan changed into slippers, "This is a radiator!"

"Ah?" Zhao Ping was very surprised, took the radiator from Jian Mingfan's hand, and still couldn't believe it: "This is a radiator?"

The pursuit of beauty is human nature, from ancient times to the present, regardless of age, without exception.

Especially women, for beautiful things, absolutely have no resistance.

"Son, where did you buy this?"

Once a woman is attracted by a beautiful thing, she will ignore the real problem. At this time, Zhao Ping is like this.

Completely throwing behind the matter of Jian Mingfan buying a radiator as a birthday gift for Jian Minglang.

"At Da Run Fa!" Jian Mingfan sat at the table, picked up a bowl of porridge, and drank a mouthful, "Mom, there are too many people at Da Run Fa, they are limiting the flow, and they only let a batch in every two hours."

"Da Run Fa?"

Jian Zhengrong worked at the grassroots level and had only been back in Beijing for a few days, and had been busy, so he knew nothing about Da Run Fa.

Zhao Ping was different, she still had two flyers in her hand: "Supermarket!"

"Supermarket?" Jian Zhengrong could understand the literal meaning, but still didn't quite understand the specifics.

"It means Supermarket!" Zhao Ping explained, "Actually, it's similar to the Jinghua Self-Service Mall, but there are significant differences in the business model."

"Oh!" Jian Zhengrong said: "I understand when you say self-service mall, what kind of supermarket."

Saying this, Jian Zhengrong shook his head: "Reform and opening up, the country allows individuals to do business, this is a good thing. But you have to be down-to-earth, don't just engage in these gimmicks to deceive the common people, how can the business last long."

Jian Mingfan took a bite of the boiled egg he had peeled: "Dad, you work at the grassroots level, and you are in charge of one side. It is very dangerous to make such assertions without investigation and understanding."

Jian Zhengrong was stunned for a moment, then laughed heartily. He was relatively open-minded about his child's education.

"Then tell me, how is it dangerous."

Jian Mingfan pushed his glasses with his finger: "Reform and opening up, developing the economy, what should we do?"

Jian Zhengrong smiled: "Investment promotion!"

"Right!" Jian Mingfan stuffed half an egg into his mouth and muttered: "Investment promotion, the first thing to do is market research."

"Must determine whether the project is suitable for local economic development, whether it can fully utilize local resources, and exert local advantages. You can't just care about political achievements and ignore public opinion, just care about the economy and ignore reality, just care about face and ignore the substance."

"Even more, you can't just rely on your own likes and dislikes to attract investment. If you think it's good because you know the industry, you attract it regardless of whether it's suitable for local development. If you are unfamiliar with the industry, even if it's a high-quality project, you deny it without even understanding it."

"For example, just now, you didn't understand what a supermarket was, and you put the hat of deceiving the common people on others. If a large commercial supermarket found you, in a preconceived situation, would you have rejected a high-quality enterprise?"

Being educated by his own son, Jian Zhengrong was not angry, but full of surprise: "Who told you all this?"

Jian Mingfan said with dissatisfaction: "Can't it be summarized by myself?"

Jian Zhengrong smiled: "Son, it's not that Dad is hitting you, and it's not that I don't believe you. It's just that what you said, sounds simple, but without experience, without relevant work experience, without in-depth research, you can't summarize it."

Jian Mingfan chuckled: "These were all told to me when I chatted with my brother-in-law. But, the last few sentences were summarized by myself."

"Your brother-in-law?" Jian Zhengrong looked confused: "Which brother-in-law?"

"Zhou Andong!" Jian Mingfan's eyes flashed with worship, "My other brothers-in-law, this bureau director, that director, are either regular division level or deputy department level. To be honest, compared to Zhou Andong, they are nothing."

Jian Zhengrong was a bit confused at first, and it took a while to remember: "Zhou Andong, Jian Qiu's partner?"

Jian Mingfan rolled his eyes: "Right!"

Jian Zhengrong realized: "If Zhou Andong told you these, then it's understandable."

Jian Mingfan asked curiously: "Dad, don't you oppose my eldest sister being with Zhou Andong?"

Jian Zhengrong said strangely: "Who my eldest daughter is with, what qualifications do I have to oppose?"

Jian Mingfan's spirit was lifted, and he sat up straight: "Dad, there are some things I haven't told you."

This kid told what happened during the New Year: "You don't know, my eldest uncle, third uncle, and my eldest aunt and old aunt, including Jian Minglang, forced my eldest sister to break up with Zhou Andong."

"They belittled Zhou Andong as worthless, and said that Zhou Andong was able to save the Jiangzhou Winery by luck. They also said that Yun family's seventh son was much more capable than Zhou Andong, doing import and export business, with assets of three or four hundred million, and wanted to introduce him to my eldest sister."

Jian Zhengrong snorted coldly: "That so-called import and export company of Yun Xiaoqi, if it weren't for the Yun family supporting him behind his back, let alone earning three or four hundred million, not losing three or four hundred million would count as his ability."

"Exactly!" Jian Mingfan said with injustice: "I was also very angry when I heard it. Everything my brother-in-law has now was fought for with his bare hands. A Yun Xiaoqi who relies on family support, what does he have to compare with him?"

"My eldest sister was also so angry that she almost flipped the table, and asked Jian Minglang, if Yun Xiaoqi was placed in the Jiangzhou Winery, could he achieve the current scale. Dad, guess what Jian Minglang said?"

Jian Zhengrong chuckled: "He must have said, with Yun Xiaoqi's ability, as long as he is placed in the Jiangzhou Winery, he would definitely do better than Zhou Andong."

"That's it!" Jian Mingfan slapped the table: "That's what he said. I guess he must have felt that there was no chance to verify this statement."

"But he still underestimated my eldest sister. You, Jian Minglang, aren't you saying Yun Xiaoqi is more capable than Zhou Andong? Fine, the Shanye Radiator Factory is losing money seriously, let Yun Xiaoqi take over."

"As long as Yun Xiaoqi achieves a balance of payments within a year, pays off all debts, and pays the workers' wages, my eldest sister will consider breaking up with Zhou Andong."

Speaking of this, Jian Mingfan looked disdainful, and his tone was even more undisguised sarcasm: "In the end, what happened? Jian Minglang shrank his head and didn't bet. He said something like, what Yun Fu Laoqi couldn't do, Zhou Andong couldn't do even more."

Jian Mingfan became more and more excited: "You don't know, my eldest aunt and old aunt were still constantly belittling Zhou Andong, saying something like, let Zhou Andong take over the radiator factory, if he can do it, they will acknowledge his ability."

This matter, Jian Minglang didn't even tell Zhao Ping, so Zhao Ping didn't know either, and couldn't help but sneer when she heard it.

"Your eldest aunt and old aunt really have a wide reach, whether Zhou Andong has ability or not, does it need them to acknowledge it?"