"What? A fast food restaurant owner? It's reasonable for them to buy a food factory, but what would they do with my straw mat factory?"

After hearing what Sister Gao's relatives said, Factory Director Luo Qunfeng frowned.

Although this straw mat factory is no longer profitable and has been losing money, he still has feelings for the factory.

In fact, he originally wanted to find a boss who was willing to continue making straw mats to take over, but he is not stupid. Now people's living conditions are better, and everyone is willing to buy bamboo mats. Who would still sleep on your prickly straw mats?

They knew it was a unprofitable business, but they still spent money to buy it and continue to do it. Do they look like they have a mental illness?

Unable to find a colleague willing to take over, Luo Qunfeng actually thought about whether he should simply turn the straw mat factory into a bamboo mat factory.

But the problem is that bamboo is not produced locally. He has inquired and found that if he buys bamboo from other places, processes it into bamboo strips, and then makes it into bamboo mats, the cost price alone will be more expensive than purchasing bamboo mats directly in wholesale from other places!

Not to mention that none of the workers in his factory had ever made bamboo mats. Even if there was an old master who had been making bamboo mats for decades, no matter how beautiful the patterns of the mats he made were, or if he sold them at a higher price than others, he would not be able to sell them.

After much thought, I decided that I had no choice but to sell the factory.

Luo Qunfeng sat alone in the office thinking for an entire afternoon. In the evening, he rode his bicycle and found the newly opened branch of Fang Jie's fast food restaurant.

When he went there, it was lunchtime. The line at the fast food restaurant was almost stretched to the provincial road. The lobby was full of people, and there were many familiar local faces waiting in line with lunch boxes.

"Old Chen, your wife didn't cook today, so why did you come out to eat fast food?" Luo Qunfeng saw a familiar face in the queue and walked over to chat with him.

Old Chen lifted up the three lunch boxes in the net bag and shook them. "Where are they? The school is on holiday. My oldest grandson is back and he's craving meat. He insisted on having the braised pork ribs, crispy fried chicken, and meatballs from Fangjie Fast Food Restaurant. My wife can't cook any of these. Fortunately, Fangjie Fast Food Restaurant opened here, otherwise I would have to go to Shuangfeng Town to buy them for him."

Luo Qunfeng silently rolled his eyes in his heart, but couldn't help but compliment him, "Of course, everyone knows that your grandson is a top student at Caodi Middle School. I heard that he is already in the third year of junior high school this year? The workload in the third year of junior high school is heavy, so you should buy some meat for the child to supplement his diet. Who knows, your family may have a college student in this generation."

Old Chen laughed and said modestly, "I still have three years of high school to go, and it's not certain that I can get into university."

After thinking about it, he felt that this sentence was not auspicious, and added: "But my eldest grandson's class teacher said that as long as he continues to maintain this performance, our family will definitely have a college student!"

Hearing him say this, the other parents around couldn't help but reveal expressions of envy and jealousy.

Someone else was encouraging him: Your eldest grandson is so promising, shouldn’t you buy two more pieces of the braised pork ribs and Fang Jie’s fast food restaurant’s signature crispy fried chicken to reward him?

Although Lao Chen was happy, his wallet would not allow him to get too excited, so he only ordered a plate of braised pork ribs with rice, a plate of signature crispy fried chicken, and two big meatballs.

The big meatballs at Fang Jie's fast food restaurant are made of fresh meat, diced lotus root, black fungus and the like. Each one is as big as a fist and the ingredients are very solid. No one knows what secret seasoning is added to it. Some people have tried to make them at home, but even though the ingredients are similar, the taste is not as good as that at the fast food restaurant.

There is no other way. I am really greedy and have to spend money to buy it in the store.

Seeing that Lao Chen spent a lot of time like this, Luo Qunfeng's heart felt like it was soaked in lemonade, not to mention how sour it was.

What is going on in this world?

The workers in their factory have their hands worn out from working so hard to weave straw mats that can be used for several years at home, but a roll of straw mat only costs RMB 1.5, yet no one buys it.

The big meatballs at this fast food restaurant can be finished in just a few bites. They cost one dollar each, and yet you have to queue up to get them!

Those who didn’t buy anything later almost had an argument with the store manager, asking her why there were only so many meatballs today, and whether they hid them for themselves…

If their straw mat factory could have so many people queuing up to buy straw mats, then why would they have to worry about not being able to sell all the mats in the warehouse?

With mixed feelings, Luo Qunfeng found Jiang Tian who was reconciling accounts in the office.

"Are you the owner of this store?" Luo Qunfeng's eyes widened instantly.

What kind of family is this? Why are they acting so crazy?

This little girl in front of me looks like she is only in her teens, and she can be a boss?

When Jiang Tian saw Luo Qunfeng's expression, she knew that this man not only looked down on people younger than him, but also looked down on women. If that was the case, then don't blame her for "taking advantage of her youth".

After confirming that Jiang Tian was really the boss of this store, Luo Qunfeng said with a sour face that he would no longer run his straw mat factory. He heard that the Hu family had acquired the Shuangfeng Town Food Factory before, so should they take over their factory as well?

"Although my straw mat factory is a long way from the provincial road, the site is very large and there is a river next to it, so it is convenient to use water."

Jiang Tian blinked her eyes and said something that almost made Luo Qunfeng explode with anger.

"My family is in the catering business. We bought the food factory to process semi-finished products for fast food restaurants to prepare meals. Why would I buy your straw mat factory for no reason?"

Luo Qunfeng almost vomited blood.

"Didn't you ask the employees in your store to run to our factory and tell everyone that your family wanted to buy a factory?"

Jiang Tiantian nodded: "Yes, I asked our store staff to keep an eye out for me, but what I want to buy is a food processing factory, not a straw mat factory. Did you hear it wrong?"

Luo Qunfeng took a deep breath and almost turned around and left.

After thinking about it, he stopped and swallowed his anger.

"Boss Hu..."

"Um, this uncle, my last name is He."

Luo Qunfeng took another deep breath:

"Boss He, do you want to go to our factory and take a look? Our factory is in a really good location. There are not many farms nearby. If you buy it in the future, it will be very convenient to transform it into a food factory. It is also not far from the provincial highway. The road in front of my door was specially widened with stones. Even large trucks can drive in."

This attitude is pretty good.

"Since Boss Luo is so sincere about selling the factory, let's go take a look first."

"Let me make this clear first. My family originally planned to buy a food factory. Your straw weaving factory has nothing to do with my family's catering business. We don't need your factory's equipment and inventory."

"If we really want to buy the factory, we don't want anything other than the land and the factory building."

Oh oh oh, oh your head!

Luo Qunfeng really wanted to yell at Jiang Tian: "I'm not selling it anymore."

Then he slammed the door and left.

But he can't.

Thinking of his wife who was still lying in the hospital, waiting for him to give her money to save her life, Luo Qunfeng closed his eyes and squeezed out a word from between his teeth: "Please!