Pan Guangcai continued, "It's hard to say who's right and who's wrong in this kind of thing. Take our provincial capital for example, there are at least 15 to 16 large supermarkets, and they all belong to different companies. Foreign supermarkets occupy an important position in the industry. Carrefour, Wal-Mart, and other large foreign companies occupy half of the market share.
The Sang brothers are fighting a price war against these foreign supermarkets. This Lu supermarket is in the same city, so it's impossible for it not to be affected.
If he blames the Sang brothers, then there's no one to blame. The fire has already started, so who can care about the consequences? It can't be put out even if they want to. "
"To sum it up, a fire at the city gates brings disaster to the fish in the moat." Li He smiled. "Lu Bo's main business is department stores. He's never invested much in supermarkets, and his mind isn't there either. Fine, let's let the Sang brothers force him this time."
He stopped talking and listened to the kids talk about tea leaves.
"Don't worry about the price. Your Uncle Li never buys his tea leaves with his own money. They're all gifts." Pan Guangcai smiled. "Liu Shan, tea is tea. Taste is taste. Who cares what it tastes like? It's yours once it's in your stomach."
"I can't tell good from bad." Liu Shan smiled. "Between the teeth, on the taste buds, in the throat. It just feels good, but not much better than the tea my dad drinks."
"The main advantage of Xinyang Maojian is its mellow aroma. You all know that aroma is a volatile substance," Li He explained. "The so-called King of Tea is that its aroma is a little more prominent than ordinary Maojian. The aroma is high and long-lasting, and there are no other impurities. Also, the taste is different. If you want to say that it's worth it to spend so much money on this aroma and taste, it depends on the benevolent and the wise."
It was like buying a car. Some people bought it based on the price, the most space, the more beautiful the exterior, the more luxurious the interior, and the more electronic equipment. Some people only wanted the driving experience, so they spent a lot of money on the lower end.
The driving experience was metaphysical, but it was something that could be felt.
It was the same principle as drinking tea. Good or bad, in most cases, could not be quantified. It all depended on one's own experience.
"You can't become an immortal even if you drink it …" Li Lan retorted.
Occasionally, he disliked his father. Sometimes, he was extravagant, and sometimes, he was so stingy that it made one's hair stand on end.
"What do you know?" Being humiliated by his son in front of everyone, Old Li naturally couldn't keep his face.
"What else can you do besides eating and drinking all day long?" Li Zhaokun lectured his son righteously.
He didn't smoke or drink, and he behaved himself. Naturally, he had the right to do so.
Liu Shan secretly winked at Liu Jiawei and quickly slipped away. Facts had proven that anyone who had seen Second Brother Li's embarrassment would not have a good ending. In the end, he would definitely be made to suffer.
"Master," Li Yi saw her uncle's flushed face and wanted to laugh, but she was too embarrassed to do so. She tugged at Li Zhaokun's arm and said, "Didn't you say that the TV channel was messed up again? Let me help you adjust it again."
"It was on 3, but it's not anymore." Li Zhaokun snorted coldly and entered the house. He liked to watch some county-level TV programs. According to the taste of ordinary people, they were naturally vulgar, but Li Zhaokun liked to watch them.
Because these programs used local dialects, they were all about local news, such as an electrical appliance store that had a discount, a fertilizer price decrease, and a mother-in-law and daughter-in-law quarreling.
During festivals, leaders of all levels would collectively show their faces on the stage to pay their New Year's greetings.
Of course, the most important thing was the 7 o 'clock weather forecast. If one didn't know the weather in advance, especially during the autumn harvest season, it would be very funny if the grains were raining while they were sunning.
If one didn't know this first-hand information, one would be embarrassed to go out and greet people.
Wang Yulan, who was illiterate and didn't understand Mandarin, watched it with great interest every day. In short, it was loved by many middle-aged and elderly people.
"Uncle's temper is much better than before." Pan Guangcai handed a cigarette to Li He.
"No." Li He sighed. "Old kid, old kid. He's like this. Sigh, he has no temper."
"Should we drink tonight?" Pan Guangcai lit a cigarette.
"No. You're also old. It's time to stop smoking and drinking." Li He walked to the side of the canal. While there were only the two of them, he said in a low voice, "Give the children some chances. You can't let go. When will you be tired?"
"I want to let go, but look at my son. Can I rest assured?" Pan Guangcai frowned and said, "My goodness. He's thirty-five or thirty-six, but he's urging us to get married. He keeps changing girlfriends. It's only been a few months since the beginning of the year, and he's changed two girlfriends!
Little bastard, I even have the heart to beat him to death! "
"You really can't control your son." Li He was a little gloating.
"He's a little talented and lucky. He's invested in five or six companies outside, and they all made money. Two of them even went public." Pan Guangcai scolded, "Now he thinks he doesn't need to rely on me anymore. Now he refuses to listen to me. I can't do anything."
"You can't do anything?" Li He naturally didn't believe his nonsense. He knew Pan Guangcai very well. He was quiet, but he was a wicked and strong-minded person.
"I'll tell you the truth. You can't tell anyone." Pan Guangcai looked around and lit another cigarette. "I didn't tell Fatty Chen and Four."
"Tell me. I'm not a talkative person." Li He was once again ignited the fire of gossip.
"I actually have a grandson." Pan Guangcai smiled bitterly.
"You even know this?" Li He was not surprised.
"He's eight years old. It's all this kid's fault." Pan Guangcai scratched his head and said shamefully, "He got the girl pregnant and refused to take responsibility. She's such a good girl. I couldn't bear to have an abortion, so I gave birth to the child. My little bastard ignored his conscience and didn't ask about it."
"You saw him?" Li He asked.
"I saw him." Pan Guangcai nodded. "I went to Shenzhen with my wife. When I saw the child, I knew he was my eldest grandson!"
He secretly took out a photo from his pocket and handed it to Li He.
"He's almost the same as your boss." Li He held the photo. The more he looked at it, the more he felt they were alike.
"The child's mother taught him well. He's smart and mature. I like him." Pan Guangcai couldn't contain the joy on his face. "Her mother works in the textile factory and takes care of a child. Her living conditions aren't good and she has suffered a lot. Our Pan family's several generations of innocence have all been ruined by this bastard!
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