C53 Grow a Horn and be Afraid of Wolves

Once the Hefeng Bank's gambling agreement was announced, it caused a huge wave in the Hua City Group, and many people had different opinions. For a moment, Fan Wenbin was also hesitant, and he could not decide whether he should sign it or not.

The few directors led by Wang Jianwei felt that this was an out-and-out "Selling Agreement," and they could not sign it. Once it was signed, it would be the same as selling Hua Cheng Group to He Feng Bank. All the shareholders would not agree.

However, Ning Peng felt that as long as the company could achieve an annual compound growth rate of 30%, it would firmly hold the initiative.

At that time, he would force Hefeng Bank to fulfill the agreement and take out a portion of the shares. He would reward the management of Hucheng Group and dilute the shares in the company.

If time went back ten years, no, just five years, Fan Wenbin would sign this "Gambling Agreement" without hesitation. However, since the company had developed to its current stage, he had to be careful.

Perhaps, this was what people often said. Newborn calves were not afraid of tigers, and when they grew horns, they were afraid of wolves. Many private entrepreneurs could not help but become cautious after their business developed to a certain scale.

If they were careless, they would lose everything. He let out a long breath and thought to himself, in the business world, there are many such cases. It could be said that every day, there were large companies that went bankrupt because of a single mistake, so he couldn't help but take it as a warning.

In the 1990s, there were three stalks of Oral Solution that were famous all over the world, as well as the Giant Corporation that dominated the world, Wu Bing. Which of the new Shi Yuzhu was not a first-class business genius? However, when his career was at its peak, his greed swelled, and he was in a rush to expand. He blindly sought to expand, and in the end, he fell to the ground.

Such a large company, because of a moment of carelessness, went bankrupt and closed its doors? Not to mention those small companies with only three to five people, as well as couples all over the street.

In the business world that broke the strange clouds and changed constantly, one had to act cautiously. Only by being careful could one make the Ten Thousand Year Boat, Hua Cheng Group, become an eternal legend.

Therefore, Fan Wenbin adopted an impartial attitude toward Wang Jianwei, Ning Peng, and the others' completely opposite views, as well as the reasonable arguments between the two parties. With a smile on his face, he quietly listened and pondered. He wanted to absorb useful elements from their arguments, and in the end, he would decide whether to sign or not to sign this "Gambling Agreement" that concerned the life and death of Hua Cheng Group.

In the meantime, on a sunny afternoon, he drove back to his hometown alone. This time, besides visiting his parents, the most important thing was that he wanted to take the opportunity to relax his exhausted body and mind, and seriously consider the development of the company in the future.

In the past, whenever he encountered such a difficult decision, he would naturally think of the peaceful and beautiful pastoral scene in his hometown, especially his father's Flesh Cistanza Ornamental Garden.

After that, he would stay in his father's farm yard for a day or two. After he had thought it through, he would return to the company. With lightning speed, he would gather his strength and carry out the plan that he had carefully thought about. It would often have an extraordinary effect that would allow him to achieve twice the result with half the effort.

When he returned home, he saw that the door was tightly locked, so he called his father. After asking about it, he drove straight to his father's small courtyard in the river.

Six years ago, when some of the villagers went out to work, his father contracted their land at a very low price. He planted the 'Desert Ginseng' called the 'Flesh Cistanza Rong'.

The northern part of Daan County was connected to the Tenggli Desert. Apart from the large paddy fields on both sides of the Yellow River, the rest were mostly dry mountainous areas. It was a typical agricultural ecological county.

In the past few years, the city and county level governments had invested a large amount of money to build a lot of water irrigation projects to attract water to the mountains. It greatly improved the local ecological environment, making it very suitable for growing meat, cicadas, wolfberries, and other medicinal herbs with high economic value.

Fan Youmin took advantage of the opportunity to bring in high-quality meat cicadas from Ningxia and other places. He tested it on a small scale for a few years and obtained unexpected economic benefits.

Following which, he signed a three-year contract with the village committee. He contracted all the thirty acres of saline-soaked riverside wasteland in the village and planted large amounts of cinnamon. He also built a "farm entertainment" according to Fan Wenbin's suggestion and recruited tourists from the city.

This season was the time when the cinnamon would bloom and bear fruit. In the fruit garden that could not be seen, there were various kinds of fruits and plants of various shapes and sizes. Under the sunlight, the flowers were colorful and colorful, and the fragrance drifted in the air. It attracted bees and butterflies, and it was filled with the strong smell of a farm.

During this period of time every year, Fan Youmin and his wife ate and lived in the garden day and night, as if they were taking care of their young children. No, they were more careful than that. They took care of the huge garden day and night, and Xiuxiu made up for it. They were afraid that something unexpected would happen.

When Fan Wenbin came, the old couple was busy in the fields. When they saw their son come, Her mother, Wang Fang, hurriedly put down the work in her hands and brought over some timeless fruits. Peach, watermelons, yellow river honey, etc. , her face was full of smiles as she urged her son to eat. She then asked about the situation of her two grandsons and kept complaining about her son. When he came back, he did not know that he would bring the Scholarly Education Ceremony. He wanted her to take a look.

His mother sat across from him, staring at her son with white hair. With a grudging tone, she said, "Bin Bin, it's not that mother is criticizing you. You're almost fifty years old, so what else can you do? You only care about yourself, not about your wife and children.

Fan Wenbin munched on fruits as he dealt with his mother. At this moment, he felt much more relaxed.

Every time he returned to his hometown, She would always call his nickname "Bin Bin," urging him to eat more and drink more. She was always worried that he would not be able to eat enough.

"Mom, it's up to you. Xueyao Hua was so busy that he couldn't care less when it came to work. Xue-Li hasn't finished school and is still at school. How can I bring him back? You should stop worrying when you're old. They're all fine. It's just that I have nothing to do with the company, so I went home to take a look.

Fan Wenbin liked to talk to his mother very much. Sometimes, he talked about his boss talking about the Xi family, which was very friendly and natural. He did not have the least bit of vigilance, and his tired mind was completely relaxed. Every time at this time, he would truly feel that his home was a harbor that hid from the wind and rain.

The mother and daughter talked a lot of heartfelt words. It was not until the sun was west that his father, Fan Youmin, walked into the temporary steel shed, smoked, and sat opposite his son. He chatted with his son without saying a word.

He didn't speak much to begin with. Not only with his eldest son, but also with Fan Wengong and the other sons, he rarely talked to them. In the past, whenever there was something at home, the sons would do as he instructed. There were very few times when they would haggle over the price.

Today, there were no guests. The courtyard was very quiet. There were only the three of them. Sitting under the cool and clean grape vine rack and eating the freshly produced fruits, the father and son began a conversation. When her mother, Wang Fang, saw that her husband had returned, she was busy preparing dinner.

Actually, it was still a little early to have dinner. Villagers usually ate dinner very late, unlike the people in the city who had a fixed time. However, the arrival of her son today made Wang Fang so happy that she felt as if a flower had bloomed in her heart. It was sweet from the inside to the outside.

Fan Youmin drank tea and smoked. He glanced at his son coldly and did not say anything. In his heart, his son was not only the pride of the Fan family, but also the pride of the Fan family, and even the Da An County. It was precisely because of pride that he treated him coldly.

More than 20 years ago, his son got into Wu Han University and caused a sensation in the Fan family. At that time, he had just booked the property and the conditions were very harsh. He borrowed money to hold a grand "enrollment banquet," and it caused the neighbors of the four villages to be extremely jealous. They all educated their children, and they wanted to use Fan Wenbin as an example to learn from him.

Four years later, his son graduated from university and was assigned to work at the County Statistics Bureau, which made him heave a long sigh of relief. Finally, there was a person who could eat from the government. At that time, in the backward and poor countryside, this was very rare. This was because having a person who ate public food meant that the financial situation of the family could be greatly improved.

However, not long after, when he heard that his son had a falling out with the company's leaders because of a small matter, and that he did not know about it, he angrily resigned and went to Shenzhen. He was so angry that he had been lying on the bed for two whole days. He scolded his son for not being able to live up to his expectations, and that he had lost the face of the Fan family's ancestors.

At this time, while the Fan family's people criticized Fan Wenbin for being useless behind his back, they also taught their children to never learn from him. Not only did he lose his iron rice bowl, but he also became a prodigal who was idle and did not do proper work.

Later, Fan Wenbin came back from Shenzhen and borrowed money to set up the Huacheng Real Estate Property Property Property Company and became the boss. In a few years' time, he earned a lot of money and once again became the center of discussion in his hometown, especially the role model of the young people.

Seeing this scene, Fan Youmin finally took a breath and smiled. He raised his head in front of the relatives and friends of the four villages and eight neighbors, saying in his heart that his son had a promising future and had earned the face of the Fan family's ancestors.

As his son's career became more prosperous and prosperous day by day, his reputation became more and more glorious day by day. Fan Youmin and his wife became more and more energetic. They smiled all day and were very intimate with everyone they saw.

However, this was a performance that he had put in great effort in front of others during the day. However, at night, when he lay on the brick bed, he secretly worried for his son.