One happy moment, I let slip what I said, because this was something Chen Long said in his previous life after making Meili Corporation go public!
However, in this life, Chen Long is with his mother, immersed in the happiness of becoming a father, and Old Master Chen has not passed away, so he probably wouldn't remember such a thing.
Fortunately, Old Master Chen didn't press further. Instead, like a child, he continued to ask while walking:
"You're serious, within three years?"
"Based on our current development speed, three years is a conservative estimate."
"Oh my, I'm getting old. I never thought I'd see the day when going public was possible. Now that Chen Long, that brat, is back, and he's brought me a smart granddaughter, and the prospects for Meili Sausage are so promising.
It really proves the saying: 'People who live long enough will see everything.'"
Liu Chen hesitated for a moment before correcting the old man. His statement was mainly meant for seeing unusual things...
After a tour of the factory, confirming there were no production issues, Liu Chen glanced at the pre-orders from the supermarket channels within S Province. There were already three thousand pre-orders, which were to be delivered to the warehouses of various distributors before the product launch.
This meant that Liu Chen had prepared for more than half a month in advance, with only a little over ten thousand pieces on hand.
It did sound like quite a lot, and based on the current sales speed of Meimei Sausage, it could last for a month.
However, Liu Chen planned to seize the recent popularity and the new product launch of the pork jerky to secure dealership channels in the chain supermarkets of Beijing, Shanghai, Guangzhou, and Shenzhen.
Liu Chen drove back home from the factory. He opened the anti-theft door and glanced at the person sitting in the dining room, picking vegetables, and quietly closed the door.
He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Liu Chen changed his posture and opened the anti-theft door again.
Looking at He Siyu, wearing an apron and sitting at the dining table picking vegetables, Liu Chen fell silent.
Every time he saw his senior sister, she was wearing clean and tidy clothes, her hair neatly tied up, and she was meticulous.
But now, the apron she was wearing, although clean, had its floral patterns washed pale. Her ponytail had become a bit loose, with a few stray strands falling from her ears.
He Siyu was still pinching bean sprouts in her hand.
Perhaps hearing the door open, He Siyu looked up and, after realizing it was Liu Chen, smiled.
Liu Chen also smiled and greeted her, "Sister Siyu," and then quickly ducked into the kitchen, which was currently aflame.
As soon as he opened the door, the aroma of chili and Sichuan peppercorns hit him. Liu Chen, unable to catch his breath, coughed from the strong smell. While coughing, he walked to Jiang Di, who was tossing a wok by the stove, and said, "Cough, cough! Brother Jiang Di, what are you cooking?"
"Hui Gu Rou?"
Seeing the red flames occasionally leaping from the bottom of the wok, Liu Chen instinctively took two steps back.
Then, remembering the reason he came in, he stepped forward again and turned off the range hood.
He lowered his voice and asked, "Brother, why are you having Sister Siyu pick bean sprouts?"
Jiang Di looked a little wronged when asked, "Although she's also a guest, I'm cooking for all six of you by myself. I've given her the easiest task."
"Sister Siyu she..."
Before he could finish, the kitchen door was opened from the outside by He Siyu. She held a full basin of bean sprouts and timidly said, "The bean sprouts are done. Is there anything else?"
Jiang Di took the bean sprouts with his free hand, nodded, and then handed He Siyu a small piece of cabbage.
"Wash this piece of cabbage. Peel it and wash it. Make sure to wash the heart clean. Thank you."
He Siyu took the small cabbage, still covered in mud, with both hands and nodded with a very serious expression.
"You're welcome."
Seeing this scene, Liu Chen realized that his senior sister had actually spoken actively, and to Jiang Di, whom she had only met a few hours ago?
It seemed that Sister Siyu's condition was truly improving.
After thinking for a moment, Liu Chen took out two Meimei Sausages from the pantry, peeled off the casings, handed one to He Siyu, and ate the other himself.
He Siyu looked at the peeled Meimei Sausage offered to her lips with some hesitation. She glanced down at her wet hands and shook her head.
"My hands are dirty."
"It's okay, I'll feed you!"
Having completed the day's Meimei Sausage opening, Liu Chen thought for a moment and took a picture of Sister Siyu washing vegetables. He then went back into the kitchen and took a picture of the bean sprouts Sister Siyu had picked.
He then sent them to Professor He Long on QQ.
As soon as the pictures were sent, the doorbell rang. Looking at the time, it should be Lai Jielun and the others who had arrived. Ren Mo had gone to pick up Sang Ling by car and would be a little later.
He opened the door and saw Mi Zhuzhu and Lai Jielun. Their flight was one day later than hers. They probably arrived last night and saw many people on Weibo tagging Mi Zhuzhu asking if it was true as soon as they landed.
Mi Zhuzhu had sent many messages on QQ without a reply. It wasn't until Liu Chen woke up this morning and said in the group chat that they would come to dinner tonight that she responded.
Mi Zhuzhu had held back for most of the day, and finally, at three in the afternoon, which was barely before dinner, she impatiently dragged Ren Mo to knock on the door.
"Originally, it was like this..."
Liu Chen briefly recounted his experiences from yesterday. As he spoke, Mi Zhuzhu and Lai Jielun's mouths were unconsciously agape. For their family backgrounds, this was clearly a difficult and incomprehensible interview.
Meanwhile, on Weibo, under the trending topic "Guard the Campus Belle Scholar," people began to tag the username Hu Qianqian.
This name, I believe, would be remembered by anyone who had watched the interview video.
Hu Qian was currently sitting in front of her laptop, with two voices battling in her mind.
One said: Qianqian, as long as you register a Weibo account and blame Hu Xingfa for these things, everyone will outwardly sympathize with you and leave comments and follow you.
Don't you remember the Weibo Top 100 Blogger Gala you saw last time? The bloggers wore designer brands, stayed in five-star hotels, and ate steak with red wine. Now that Hu Xingfa has been sued by you, he definitely won't give you money in the future.
Without money, what will you eat, drink, and wear? Who will pay your tuition next semester?
The other said: Although Hu Xingfa did wrong, he is still your father. If you speak like this on Weibo, you will surely be scolded by netizens for being ruthless. What will you do then?
Hu Qian sat in front of the computer in a daze for the entire morning. Then she saw that Liu Chen's topic had climbed to the top of the hot search list on Weibo.
"Why can she do it and I can't? If anyone is to be scolded, it should be her first."
After saying this, Hu Qian's eyes became firm. She deleted all her previous posts on Weibo and then wrote a personal statement, stating that she had been deceived by her biological father. Her father had told her to drink, and thinking her father was there, she had one drink and woke up to find herself raped.
At that time, she had asked her father to call the police, but her father had said that if others knew about such a thing, she would never be able to get married. So, after hesitating, she chose to bury the matter deep in her heart and also chose to stay away from universities in S Province.
After posting this statement, Hu Qian also proactively contacted Weibo staff and provided her identity card and household registration proof.
Thus, Hu Qian's officially verified Weibo account, @Hu Qianqian, was officially launched.