Wu Daguang took down a chair from a stack of benches on the tractor and walked into Wuji Catering.

Zhang Erlai bumped into him head-on, saw Wu Daguang carrying a chair, and joked, "You're so tired, Brother Guang." Then he ran to the tractor and picked up the stack of chairs, carried them away.

Wu Daguang lifted the chair to the second floor and sat up. He was thinking about the clothing factory, and felt sorry for him. If the clothing factory lasted for another two or three years, with his current income growth, he would have enough financial resources to buy the clothing factory in two or three years.

How can a clothing factory go bankrupt if it goes bankrupt?

All Wu Daguang could do is regret.

After a day of fatigue, all the workers who participated in the wedding got off work early, and Wu Daguang also went to bed early.

In the early morning, Wu Daguang was lying on the bed, laughing. In his dream, Wu Daguang was wearing a suit and stood at the entrance of the clothing factory, with smiling faces on his faces.

"Hello Director Wu."

"Director Wu is here."

"Director Wu..."

Anyone who greets Wu Daguang would wave his hand and say hello back: "Okay, okay, here you are."

In the March of the Dream, Wu Daguang felt that the sky fell and the earth was sinking. The road under his feet was cracked, and his center of gravity was unstable.

Wu Daguang woke up in fear and was covered in sweat.

"Dad, have you had a nightmare?" Xinghua jumped on her dad's bed and said with a smile.

Wu Daguang sat up, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and let out a long sigh. It was morning when he woke up from a nightmare, and the curtains could not hide the sunshine of running into the house.

"Dad." Xinghua hugged Wu Daguang's neck with a big bear.

Wu Daguang patted Xinghua's back, but actually comforted himself: "It's time and I won't go to school yet. My father has time today, so I will send Xinghua to school."

Xinghua bared her small teeth, and her two small horns grew longer and longer: "Dad, today is Saturday, and the school is not going to school."

Wu Daguang yawned, because he was busy with the wedding and forgot about time.

"Then will Dad take you out shopping today?" Wu Daguang said.

"Dad is the best. I want to wear a small white gauze skirt." Xinghua happily let go of Wu Daguang's hand that kept Wu Daguang, said as she got out of bed, put on her shoes and dragged out of Wu Daguang's house. Since Dad came to the county, he has become more and more busy and has no time to accompany her.

After Wu Daguang got up and washed up, Xinghua had already put on a clean white skirt.

Wu Daguang led Xinghua downstairs and served two breakfasts, eating them like an ordinary father and daughter in the world.

A figure looked around at the door of Wuji Restaurant, holding a sack in his hand, his clothes were washed white and clean, and his hair was unkempt.

"Who are you looking for?" asked the guy Ad.

"I'll come to find Wu Daguang, I know him."

Upon hearing this, Wu Daguang looked out. Wang Yongqiang outside the door looked haggard and had lost weight for a few days.

At the same time, Wang Yongqiang also saw him and wanted to walk into Wuji Catering. When he walked to the door, he noticed his clothes and the sacks chasing with flies. He stopped with inferiority.

When a guest came in, he saw Wang Yongqiang and covered his nose in disgust: "Where did you come from beggars?"

The guest Wu Daguang couldn't hurry up, so he said to Wang Yongqiang outside the door: "Wait for me for a while."

Wang Yongqiang nodded at the door.

Wu Daguang ran upstairs, found the photos taken at the wedding and went downstairs, and handed them to Wang Yongqiang.

Wang Yongqiang smiled far-fetchedly and took the photo, caressing his wife in the photo: "It's so good, it's really good."

"Say sad." Wu Daguang said.

Wang Yongqiang carefully put the photo in his pocket and bowed to Wu Daguang: "Thank you, boss."

Wu Daguang supported Wang Yongqiang and noticed that Wang Yongqiang's sack was emitting a foul smell. After watching too many horror movies in his previous life, he subconsciously thought whether the sack was Wang Yongqiang's wife.

"Who are you here?" Wu Daguang wanted to know that if it was the same as he thought, then Wang Yongqiang would be too terrible.

Wang Yongqiang could not imagine such a deep-seated place, so he took the sack and pulled it open: "I will stop working as a manipulator, I will start picking up waste."

Since he took his wife back to the village for burial, he had no intention of returning to work in the county, so he quit his job as a manure deductor. After returning to the village, he buried his wife. He drank every day and lived there. His kind relatives suggested that he continue to work in the county and stay in the village all day, and people would become decadent.

In this way, he went to the county town alone to work. Because he had no job, he thought of what Wu Daguang said about picking up waste, so he started picking up waste.

Knowing that there was scrap in the sack, Wu Daguang felt relieved and encouraged: "When you have some change on hand, go buy a farm car and collect the scrap. No matter which industry you work, you will make a name for yourself."

"When my wife was alive, I said I was stupid. I didn't accept it before, but now I'm convinced." Wang Yongqiang smiled silly.

"You are honest." Wu Daguang said with a smile.

"Then I'll leave first." Wang Yongqiang left.

Wu Daguang returned to the store and cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks he used with Xinghua. Wu Daguang now doesn't know that because his words changed Wang Yongqiang, a rural man, for the rest of his life. Because of his honesty, Wang Yongqiang became a small county town and became a king of rags by collecting waste. His assets are also ranked among the top in the county town. How many people who laughed at Wang Yongqiang at the time were envious later.

What Wu Daguang could not have imagined was that Wang Yongqiang helped him a lot in his future.

After packing the table, Wu Daguang led Xinghua out of the door. As he walked, Wu Daguang unknowingly reached the entrance of the clothing factory. There were no workers coming and going inside. At the door, he saw six employees guarding the factory manager's office doors and the doors and windows of the office were smashed to pieces.

"Dad, what are you looking at?" Xinghua held her dad's hand beside her and looked at the clothing factory in confusion.

"Wu Daguang touched Xinghua's little head and his eyes left the factory: "Dad is looking at the flowers inside as they are not as beautiful as the apricot blossoms. As he walks, Dad takes you to buy new clothes."

Xinghua nodded happily: "Apricot blossoms are of course better than flowers. Dad, I am almost using up my pencil and pinyin book, so I want to buy it."

One big and one small, playing far away from the clothing factory.

The days afterwards were gone, everything was in the direction set by Wu Daguang. Everyone at Wu Ji Restaurant and catering wedding were satisfied with the current state. Only Wu Daguang, who seemed to behave smoothly, became restless little by little with the news conveyed by the second child, especially at the end of the month, like a lion ready to go.

In the county government, the life of the county magistrate is not that easy, at three points and one line, at home - the county government - the clothing factory.

The clothing factory claims to be transferred to an individual for some special reason and will not declare bankruptcy unless it is absolutely necessary. After all, the price difference between short-selling shell clothing factories and transfers is huge.

Perhaps, this is why Wu Daguang has been slow to take action.
Chapter completed!