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Chapter 1251

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"Partnership?" Li Zhaokun asked. "How much did he invest?"

Li Long said, "A total of 700,000 yuan. Second Uncle lent him 100,000 yuan, and I paid the remaining 600,000 yuan. I'll let him take 40% and let him manage it. It doesn't really matter."

"It doesn't matter?" Li Zhaokun said snappily. "You're so nice to outsiders, but I've never seen you so generous to me!"

Li He smiled at Li Zhaokun and said, "We can talk about this, but don't let others hear it. If they don't know the situation, they'll think that we're mistreating you. Be honest, did your wives buy all the decent clothes you're wearing?

Of course, He Fang didn't buy many for you. It's your wife who bought most of them. When Li Pei went back to Hong Kong, half of the bags he brought were your clothes, right?

We're sons, so it doesn't matter if we hear it. But if your wife hears it, she'll be furious. "

"You're so nosy." Li Zhaokun was speechless. He could be picky and unreasonable with his son, but he couldn't bring himself to do that to his daughter-in-law.

No matter how unreasonable he was, he wasn't like some old people who said, "I'm helping you take care of your child!

What's wrong with buying me some clothes? "

No, it wasn't Li Zhaokun's style to say that. He loved his grandson and granddaughter more than his son. They were his treasures.

"Is it in front?" Li He had only been to Li Zhaoyun's house a few times, so he wasn't too familiar with the road.

Li Zhaokun said, "It's in the winery."

"The winery is ruined." Li Long followed Li Dong's car into the winery and said, "A few days ago, the director of the winery was looking for me. He wanted me to take over."

Li He asked, "This winery is not bad, right? I've drunk it a few times. Is it not selling now?"

He was still completely clueless about the situation in the district, not as familiar as Li Long.

Li Zhaokun chuckled. "Why don't you go and count? There are so many workshops in our town, let alone in the whole county. How many workshops are there? This factory sells them at a very high price. Sell them to Old Ghost. "

Li Long followed up with an explanation, "Let's not talk about the amount of baijiu imported from other provinces. In our city alone, there are at least 99 small distilleries in the name of township or village collective enterprises. There are both real and fake baijiu, and the state-owned distilleries have long been thrown into disarray.

Now, apart from a few manufacturers, most of the county-owned wineries were barely surviving and in a precarious situation.

In addition, beer was now available everywhere and was freely available. Everyone still liked to drink beer in the summer. Other than in the autumn and winter, who would drink white wine?

Also, their wine is $1.30 a bottle. Now, everything is going up in price, and the materials are very expensive. Just a bottle of gold-stamped logo costs seven cents. Even if they can sell this wine, it will be a loss. "

"Real liquor and fake liquor are competing in price. There is no winner." Li He smiled bitterly.

You can turn on the central and local TV at any time and appreciate the surging of the liquor advertising war without gunpowder. You can understand how fierce the competition in the liquor industry is.

From insufficient supply to overcapacity, how many years had it been?

When the market economy was just emerging, state-owned enterprises and self-employed entrepreneurs were very optimistic. They felt that their ability to make investment decisions was better than others, and all they could do was expand!

As a result, small and medium-sized enterprises quit, and large enterprises eliminated their outdated production capacity. It can be seen that the concentration of the industry has increased significantly, and the rest is king.

The development of China's economy had exceeded everyone's expectations!

"Meizi, stop at the door. It's fine." Li Zhaoyun got out of Yang Xuewen's car. Once she got out, she opened the door and invited everyone into the house.

Her house was in the family area of the county's winery. Because Huang Manzhu was a middle-level cadre, his house was very spacious. There were six rooms in the front and back, and there were two side rooms on the left and right, which were the kitchen and bathroom.

"Auntie, your house is pretty good. We bought it in the south of the city. That location is really remote." Duan Mei got out of the driver's seat. Under Yang Xuewen's encouragement, she finally got her driver's license this year.

She could drive four-wheeled vehicles and hand-guided tractors, but she was still a little scared when it came to cars. Yang Xuewen's newly bought car originally had no problems, but after she drove it a few times, the front of the car was dented. Fortunately, there had never been any accidents. Now that she was getting more and more familiar with driving, Yang Xuewen no longer had the chance to touch the car.

Li Zhaoyun said, "How big is your house? Compared to your house, mine is just a small hut. The winery is not doing well now, and we haven't had a salary for a long time. If it wasn't for Elder Lin, your son-in-law and I wouldn't even have a place to cry."

Li Mei smiled and said, "Auntie, I've been to the district where Cousin Hao bought his new house. It's very good."

Huang Manzhu put on an apron and personally went out to welcome them. He started calling Li Zhaokun 'Big Brother this' and 'Big Brother this', which gave Li Zhaokun goosebumps all over his body.

"The old hen has been stewed. There's no hurry." Li Zhaokun walked into the yard with his hands behind his back and sniffed.

"Of course it's rotten. It's been stewed since 9 pm. Come in, come in." Huang Manzhu said to his eldest son, Huang Hao, who was standing at the door in a daze, "Pour some tea for your uncle and the others."

Li Zhaokun and his two brothers entered the house one after another.

Li He and his brother walked behind. They looked at Li Zhaokun's expression and didn't see any displeasure. It seemed like he wanted to let go of the grudge with a smile.

"This house has been around for a long time." Li Zhaokun looked at the peeling furniture and grinned disdainfully. This was a city dweller's house. It was even worse than his house in the countryside.

"First Uncle, Second Uncle, Third Uncle, have some tea." Huang Hao took the teacups and poured a cup for each of his uncles.

"It looks familiar." Li Zhaohui looked at the tea can and asked Li Zhaoming in a low voice, "Is this from Ah Niang?"

Li Zhaoming pouted, "Erhe gave it to me. I saw that they didn't drink it last time and was afraid that it would mold, so I asked for it from them. Old Madam couldn't bear to give it to me."

Li He also saw the tea can. This kind of Qingming Longjing was easy to recognize. He spent a lot of money to buy it and then brought it back for Li Fucheng. Ordinary people couldn't buy it even if they wanted to.

In an instant, he remembered where Li Zhaoyun got the money to buy a house in the county.

He understood the old lady's thoughts. They had three sons and one daughter. Originally, the youngest daughter was living the best, but they didn't expect that the wheel of fortune would change. The three sons were all rich, but now the youngest daughter was the one who was living the most, and they doted on her the most.

Li He had given the old couple a lot of money over the years. The old couple had nowhere to spend, so it was natural for them to take care of their youngest daughter. He didn't care.

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