As noon approached, Mo Wuqian came back from outside, and Cao Yong and others also knew that it was lunch time.

Everyone stood up and said they were coming here in the afternoon, but Song Xingchen did not speak up to try to keep him.

Mayor Hou felt that Song Xingchen was his lucky star. Since the little girl came to the town, some unknown changes seemed to have taken place in the town.

At first, a group of scientific researchers from the imperial capital came, and then a document was sent out, and a laboratory was set up in the town temporarily. The site was extremely safe and without any disturbances from outsiders, and the equipment would be shipped there later.

Originally, dozens of villages in Xiangyang Town have been converted into towns, and all the things are not necessarily a lot in the whole year. Even if Mayor Hou wanted to do something practical for the people, he could not resist the village being too peaceful and stable, and there was no room for him to perform.

After all, he is a cultural person, and his sense of loss that has nowhere to be used has been entangled with him for several years.

Now, they are actually going to build a laboratory, even if it is only temporary.

Three days later, there was also a man with upright standing and tough facial features.

After seeing Song Xingchen, the other party handed her a document.

She glanced at it, then handed the document to Mo Wuqian and said, "Take it and process it." After that, she gestured to the other party.

Mo Wuqian understood and nodded and left.

The man seemed a little surprised, and he said kindly: "Comrade Song Xingchen, this batch of loans..."

"I know, I won't take advantage of it." Song Xingchen really didn't have that idea.

The other party realized that she was a misunderstanding and continued, "No, what I meant was that there was no time for reception."

This is unique.

Since the personal loan business was liberalized at the end of last year, the above mentioned indicators have been given, but ordinary people dare not take out loans. If they can't pay it back, they will not be sold out?

People who have no ambitions and means basically won’t deal with the bank. Besides, you have to pay back the money if you borrow money. Even if it’s an interest-free loan, it’s absolutely impossible to pay it back if the time is there.

Song Xingchen is strange here, and he will never know what to say.

This means that as long as Song Xingchen can pay it back before he dies, if an accident occurs, there is naturally no need to pay it back.

And it will not affect the relatives.

"I just lack the funds now. After all, I have invested a lot in the early stage and I still have to pay it back." She never takes advantage of others.

The man felt that he might have had a bad thing, so he really just said it out loud. After all, this little girl is not very old and the amount of the loan is sky-high.

As a soldier, he loves and protects this country and the people, and he really has no other idea.

"Comrade Song Xingchen, I have no other intention..."

When he raised his hand to interrupt the other party's next words, Song Xingchen raised his eyes and smiled, "I understand, and I didn't think too much. This money is basically used to start a business, and there are also equipment procurement and talent recruitment."

When the other party heard this, he felt a little relieved, that's all.

He was really afraid that this little girl would not be able to control her for a while, and after getting such a large sum of money from the country, she would eat, drink, have fun, and squander it at will. This would not be a good thing for the country or even for the little girl.

"I forgot to say, Hello, my name is Xu Huang. I am the captain of the guard who came to assist several comrades this time."

Song Xingchen nodded, not surprised.

The laboratory has started preparations and is expected to start work in three to five days. She also has to take advantage of the past few days to check the equipment. If it is not suitable, it needs to be improved.

Song Linyuan, who came home from school, grabbed a glass of fresh juice as soon as he entered the house and poured it down, then ran to the kitchen refrigerator to find a box of frozen milk. This was made of Mo Wuqian. It was made of the flesh and the fermented yogurt jelly. It tasted very good, at least Song Linyuan liked it very much.

"Uncle Mo, the weather is too hot. Can we eat cold noodles for lunch?" He said to Mo Wuqian, who was busy in the kitchen.

Mo Wuqian smiled and nodded, "Okay, young master."

After receiving a satisfactory reply, Song Linyuan happily circled around him, and occasionally stolen a few bites.

Although he also wanted to go to play with his aunt, he knew that his aunt was very busy during this period. After all, even if he even signed up for school, he would definitely not disturb him.

"Woom..." At the kitchen door, the black man whirled his tail and jumped back and forth, but he didn't step into the kitchen.

It remembers that Song Xingchen said that most other places can be visited, but there are a few places that cannot be played.

One is the kitchen and the other is the bed, and there are also those bottles and jars far away. I remember the black man, whoever made it go hungry if it made a mistake.

Even if the little master secretly gives it delicious food, it will be frightened to eat, for fear that the mistress will punish it if she finds out.

Hearing its voice, Mo Wuqian brought out the dog food that he had prepared in his eyes.

Seeing this, Wu Zhi happily pierced the dog's head into the basin and kept clattering.

This dog food is chopped raw meat, mixed with the sauce made separately for it, and there are gnocchi in it. This is all the favorite food for Wuqian, especially the raw meat inside, which is delicious and delicious, and it is not enough to eat it.

"Uncle Mo, how did you come to my house?" Feeling the wonderful smell of frozen milk melting in his mouth, he looked up at Mo Wuqian.

"..." Mo Wuqian didn't know how to find this place. He felt that this was a call, "fate."

"How much does that aunt gives Uncle Mo every month?" Song Linyuan tilted his little head, "Is it ten yuan?"

This is the biggest banknote value in his impression, and he can buy countless delicious foods.

Mo Wuqian smiled, "I won't take money."

"Then isn't Uncle Mo working in a waste of work?" The aunt clearly said that Uncle Mo was hired. Since he was hired, he would definitely have to spend money, so why wouldn't he get the money?

Mo Wuqian was amused by his tenderness, "I will take the company's shares in the future."

"Stock shares? Can you eat?" This is a new word that he doesn't understand.

However, Song Linyuan probably understood that this was something comparable to money.

"Yes!" Mo Wuqian nodded.

Even if he can't eat it, he still has enough money to support it.

Song Linyuan hollowed out the last spoonful of frozen milk in the box and threw the box into the trash can, "Auntie won't give you wages. When I grow up, I will pay a lot of wages for Uncle Mo."

Mo Wuqian felt warm in his heart and his smile became softer, "Okay, thank you young master first."

As for whether the shares are useful, it depends on the value of the company.

Mo Wuqian couldn't explain it clearly. Since he could return to China and follow Song Xingchen without hesitation, he believed in the other party's ability. Coupled with Song Xingchen's performance during this period, the company's future prospects can be seen, so naturally the shares will not be bad.

With shares, you naturally don’t have to worry about salary.

Doesn’t he care about salary? Of course he cares, otherwise he will have to drink the northwest wind.

But it seems that it is not accurate to say that he cares about it. He really cares why he needs to return to China.
Chapter completed!