The Prodigal Son: I Can Foresee the Future

During the dinner, Lin Chengguo and Chi Yufen specially called Wang Lanmei and her husband to come over.

The living room of the rental house is not big, and it seems a bit crowded with so many people, but it is also quite warm.

Lin Chengguo and Chi Yufen naturally have no objection to buying a house for Wang Lanmei.

First of all, the money is earned by Lin Ming.

Secondly, Wang Lanmei's efforts in the past few years are really worth it for Lin Ming to do so.

Thirdly, Xuanxuan doesn't seem to be willing to separate from Wang Lanmei and her husband.

In Xuanxuan's heart, Wang Lanmei has already become her family.

After dinner, Lin Ming rejected Zhou Chong's idea of ​​driving to pick him up, and took a taxi to Zhou's compound.

Zhou Chong had said this several times before, and Lin Ming felt that it was time to meet the old man Zhou.

Lin Ming also admired this kind of good leader who was honest and dedicated to the people from the bottom of his heart.

When he arrived at the Zhou family compound, Zhou Chong was standing at the door waiting.

"Brother Lin."

Zhou Chong complained: "I said I would pick you up, but you insisted on taking a taxi. Do you think I care about the gas money?"

"You waste time running back and forth. Don't delay your grandfather's rest." Lin Ming said.

"Then you will drive my Range Rover first in the future." Zhou Chong said.

"What will you drive?"

"I still have a Q7, and the Cullinan will arrive in a few days." Zhou Chong showed his expectation.

Before he followed Lin Ming to make money, although he also had tens of millions of assets, he really didn't dare to touch a car like Cullinan.

"Well, you can drive the Range Rover, and let me drive the Q7 first. I will return it to you when I buy a car." Lin Ming was not polite.

"Brother Lin, what car do you want to buy? Don't tell me you really like Q7?" Zhou Chong said helplessly.

"To be honest, I like Cullinan too." Lin Ming said with a smile.

"Then buy one. I happen to know the salesperson at the Rolls-Royce 4S store. At most, we can add some money and ask her to squeeze one out for us first? Otherwise, we will probably have to wait for a long time for this car." Zhou Chong said.

"Okay, let's go and have a look tomorrow." Lin Ming nodded.

He didn't plan to buy a car from Xiang Ze again. This guy always doesn't want money.

The two Lamborghinis last time were fine. If Lin Ming asked again this time, it would be as if he deliberately asked Xiang Ze for it.

The Zhou family compound is an old-fashioned building with a history of more than ten years.

It is not luxurious, but very quiet. There are towering trees all around, which exudes a sense of majesty.

Mr. Zhou is now in his seventies, with gray hair and age spots on his face.

However, he was tall and straight, and looked very strong. There was a gleam of brilliance in his slightly cloudy eyes.

When Lin Ming saw him, he was watering the flowers and plants in the yard.

"Old man." Lin Ming greeted him in a low voice.

"Xiao Lin is here? Come and sit down."

Zhou Wennian put down the kettle in his hand and asked Lin Ming to sit down.

Perhaps because he was confident, Lin Ming did not feel much nervous when facing Zhou Wennian. This old man had a natural affinity.

If they were walking on the street, who would have thought that he was the former governor of Donglin Province?

"Try my tea, it's just brewed." Zhou Wennian said with a smile.

Lin Ming smiled: "Old man, you must have heard about me from Zhou Chong. With my little experience, I really don't know much about tea."

"Haha, I just like chatting with you young people, straight to the point, without so many crooked minds." Zhou Wennian laughed.

Zhou Chong also sat down next to Lin Ming.

He looked at Zhou Wennian eagerly: "Grandpa, you promised me that you would let my dad give Brother Lin the green light."

Zhou Wennian smiled bitterly: "You little brat, you haven't even said a few words yet, and you're so impatient? Learn more from Lin Ming, don't be so impatient about everything."

"But you did promise me!" Zhou Chong muttered.

For so long, it has always been Lin Ming who has been helping him.

He really wants to help Lin Ming for once.

"Zhou Chong, don't be in a hurry."

Lin Ming smiled and said: "I have heard about the old man's character a long time ago, and I admire him very much. Today, I finally have this opportunity to meet. Let's not talk about other things first. Even if it's just drinking tea and chatting with the old man here, it's great."

"Look, Xiao Lin is so talkative."

Zhou Wennian glared at Zhou Chong and wanted to refill Lin Ming's tea.

Lin Ming quickly took the teapot: "Old man, let me do it."

Zhou Wennian was not polite and asked: "I heard Zhou Chong say

, are you planning to start a pharmaceutical company?"

"Yes." Lin Ming nodded.

"The pharmaceutical industry is not as simple as you think. During the decades I have been working, I have approved at least 30 pharmaceutical companies, if not 50. In the end, less than one-tenth of them can persist." Zhou Wennian said.

"Many companies are just shells, most of which conduct economic transactions in the form of empty shells. How many of them are really engaged in pharmaceutical research?" Lin Ming shook his head slightly.

Seeing that Zhou Wennian did not speak, Lin Ming hurriedly said: "Old man, please don't misunderstand me, I don't mean that."

"Do you think I have this little tolerance?"

Zhou Wennian smiled: "What you said is true, but there are still many people who really want to get involved in this industry. However, the pharmaceutical industry burns money too fast, and many people who originally had great ambitions can only bow to reality in the end. "

Speaking of this, Zhou Wennian paused slightly, then stared at Lin Ming and said something.

"You can't live without money, but I also hope you can understand that money is not omnipotent, and there are many things more precious than money."

Lin Ming understood what Zhou Wennian meant.

He said solemnly: "Everyone's life and death are in the hands of the King of Hell and the doctor. I can't be the King of Hell, so I choose the latter. Not to mention saving the world, at least I can reduce the burden on those patients in terms of economy and illness."

"Are you so sure?" Zhou Wennian narrowed his eyes.

"Yes, I am sure!"

This time, Lin Ming was not modest.

"Drugs are not a tool for you to make money. You must know that the bankruptcy of a pharmaceutical company is not just as simple as losing money, but will also attract the disgust and accusations of countless people." Zhou Wennian said again.

"Does the old man mean that he doesn't intend to let Zhou Chong wade into this muddy water? "Lin Ming smiled and glanced at Zhou Chong.

"There are many ways to make money. I hope he can choose the one that I appreciate." Zhou Wennian said.

Zhou Chong looked helpless.

It seems that Zhou Wennian had already told him about this matter. He dared not disobey Zhou Wennian's intention.

"Old man, you have been in a high position for many years. I can't judge whether what you said is right or wrong, but I dare to say that after my pharmaceutical company is established, you will definitely regret not letting Zhou Chong work with me." Lin Ming said.

"Let's have tea first. "Zhou Wennian took a sip of tea.

The courtyard fell silent.

Zhou Chong felt like he was sitting on pins and needles.

Lin Ming had always maintained absolute respect for Zhou Wennian, but the old man's words were a bit too straightforward.

Zhou Chong was really afraid that Lin Ming would be young and hot-tempered and contradict the old man.

"As for the pharmaceutical company, as long as it doesn't cross the line, you just need to say hello to Zhou Chong, and the relevant departments will assist you in setting it up as soon as possible."

After a long while, Zhou Wennian finally spoke.

"Thank you, old man!"

Lin Ming breathed a sigh of relief, and then said, "That... ahem, old man, since this is a pharmaceutical company, I must have my own factory. What should I do about the land issue?"

"Little rascal, are you still acting like a spoiled child with me? "Zhou Wennian said with a smile.

Lin Ming scratched his head: "Old man, you don't know, I have great prospects for the pharmaceutical company, in the future..."

Zhou Wennian waved his hand: "Mingli seems to have said that there will be several plots of land auctioned in the next few days. You can check the specific matters online, but you have to be mentally prepared first. There are no policy benefits and subsidies for those plots of land."

Lin Ming smiled immediately.

It's okay to get the land. As for the benefits and subsidies, even if there are really any, Lin Ming doesn't plan to take them.

Is it not worth it to use this money to exchange for the favor of the city or even the provincial government leaders?

"After talking about business, let's talk about some private matters."

Zhou Wennian looked at Lin Ming: "How did you know about Zhou Chong's batch of red wine?"