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"Wealthy, accumulate some moral character. If you don't look at the aunt next to you, you've vomited."

"Touched...definitely touched..."

Wang Anran decided to stay away from him. The kid had received more than 100,000 yuan and his butt was about to rise to the sky. He was as excited as he had taken stimulants all the way.

"Wang Anran, I, Hao Fugui, have decided and I will follow you in the future!"

"Oh my god, 115,000, how should I spend so much money?"

He was worried about having no money, but he was worried about having money. Hao Fugui decided to send 100,000 yuan to his parents and keep 15,000 yuan himself.

But it’s more than 15,000, so I’ll eat two meat pies every meal from now on.

...

In Guizhou, thousands of miles away, Hao Mancang was smoking a pipe and frowned.

"His father, have he thought of a solution? The hospital is urging him tightly. If he can't send money to the surgery, Sanya's legs will not be saved. If a woman loses her legs, how should she live in the future?"

Hao Mancang sighed, Sanya went up the mountain to pick bamboo shoots, but unexpectedly encountered heavy rain and mudslides. When he found her, he only had one last breath, and a stone pressed on his legs...

"You have borrowed everything you can. You know, there are only one disease in this mountainous countryside, and it is poor."

"Then you can't watch Sanya ruin it, his father."

The woman's crying made Hao Mancang a little annoyed.

"I'll beg now. No matter how hard I'm going, I can't make my daughter suffer. I'll sell my old bones and find money."

Dong... Dong

"Who?"

"Postals and Telecommunications!"

"His father, open the door quickly, it must be a letter from Fugui."

When he opened the door, the green postman looked at him suspiciously.

"Are you Hao Mancang?"

Hao Mancang put down the pipe in his hand and nodded a little confused.

"This is your bill of exchange!"

"draft?"

It took Hao Mancang several minutes to count the number of zeros behind this 1.

"Uncle Hao, what does your son do? He makes money like this."

“…student ~”

Close the door tightly, Hao Mancang took out the bill of exchange tremblingly.

"His father, Fugui doesn't do anything illegal, right? Why does he have so much money?"

Hao Mancang was also confused.

"No matter where the money comes from, I will pay Sanya's money first."

This money is hot, wealthy, don’t do anything stupid, dad is the only son...

...

Lu Wei returned to Yanjing and took away 7.5 million. This was divided by Wang Anran temporarily borrowed 10 million from Jiang Yan's account. It was distributed by the college's finance department, so there should be no trouble.

Mr. Su also returned to Beijing and told Wang Anran to go to Yanjing to find him.

Only Lao Jiang followed and called his father Wang Dongsheng along the way.

"I said to Mr. Jiang, you are the boss of a big company and you have nothing to do all day long. What does our family have to do with you when we travel to Huangshan?"

"Brother, you are wrong about this. Here, I am a landlord, you are a guest, and you must fulfill the friendship of the landlord. This is the tradition of our Hui people's hospitality."

Wang Anran refused to argue, but your Lao Jiang calls my father a brother and now he calls me a brother and a brother. What is this?

"We all talk about our own things, Anran, I have something to ask you!"

"No negotiation for bargaining!"

“…”

Guizhi complained by the roadside.

"A bottle of soda costs five yuan, why don't you grab it?"

Wang Dongsheng said: "You can bring so much money to the soda from the bottom of the mountain!"

Guizhi didn't say anything. She endured it and went to the foot of the mountain to drink water. She could save five yuan and three pounds of pork came out.

Wang Anran supported his mother and said, "Mom, why are you wronged yourself? If you want to drink, just buy it."

Guizhi gave Wang Anran a blank look, "You are not married yet. Mom has to earn a house for you, so you can't waste money."

“…”

Lao Jiang handed over a bottle of mineral water and said, "Old sister, we are all older, so we should drink less soda."

Wang Dongsheng looked at Lao Jiang alertly and took the bag on Guizhi's shoulder into his hand.

Along the way, I saw all the scenery of the mountains and the wind, and the welcoming pine in front was vaguely visible in the fog.

Wang Anran took out a coat from his bag and put it on Guizhi.

"The temperature on the top of the mountain is more than ten degrees lower than the bottom of the mountain, and the wind is strong. Mom, don't catch a cold."

Wang Anran was about to get one for his father, but saw Hao Fugui carving something on the tree beside him.

"What are you doing?"

"It's rare to come once, and you have to leave some traces no matter what."

Wang Anran leaned over and took a look, sure enough.

"Hao Fugui is here for a trip!"

Wang Anran gave Hao Fugui a thumbs up.

"Fugui, in another twenty years, your son is about the same age as you, and when he sees this, he will definitely be proud of you."

Hao Fugui looked contented, "That's sure, I don't look at how rich he is."

Wang Anran shook his head, "Fugui, just do it." At that time, the more famous you became, the more your son wanted to strangle you to death."

...

When you come to Huangshan, you must watch the sunrise. If you stay at the top of the mountain overnight, you will naturally have to grab a good position.

Lao Jiang went to rent a few military coats.

"The night is cold in the mountains, and you must put it on when you wake up tomorrow morning."

Wang Dongsheng took out 200 yuan to Lao Jiang, but Lao Jiang waved his hand and pushed it away.

"Brother, you still have to worry about this little thing?"

...

Wang Anran now has 2.4 million yuan in his hands. This money is still very valuable in this era, and the conditions for establishing a company are ripe.

The company structure, business, and personnel all need him as the commander to consider...

Suddenly, Wang Anran's thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the door.

Open the door, nothing unexpected happens, it’s still Lao Jiang.

"Mr. Jiang, everyone said that bargaining is free from negotiations."

"An Ran, I'm not talking to you about the price. Do you have time next month? Let's go to the island country."

"What are you doing when you go to the island country?"

"I have inquired about chip foundry through channels. The other party is willing to manufacture chips for us, which can use the most advanced 800-nanometer manufacturing process.

The drawings are designed by you, and Jiang Yan knows chips best is also you. If you don’t follow them, things will be difficult to handle.”

Wang Anran frowned slightly, shook his head and said, "Don't go to rb."

“…”

The most ideal foundry in Wang Anran's heart is TSMC. In his previous life, he had several conversations with Zhang Damou of TSMC. Wang Anran had a good impression of this stereotyped old man.

Besides, there is another person he pays great attention to, that is Zhang Dajing, who is now the president of Wanwanshi Semiconductor, and he is a great man.

According to the normal time course, Zhang Dajing will create SMIC in Shanghai in seven years.
Chapter completed!