Chapter 29 The Biggest Investment

"Ah?! A pot of broken flowers can be sold for so much money?!" Wang Laoer saw the newspaper saying that a pot of Clivia in Changchun can be sold for tens of thousands of yuan, and was stunned, a little unbelievable.

Boss Wang also felt incredible, "What kind of flower? What kind of flower is so expensive? Is it inlaid with gold?"

The three brothers flicked through the newspaper for a long time, and suddenly found a picture. Although it was a bit blurry due to the limited printing quality at that time, the third brother still saw something.

"Aren't these flowers the same as those planted in our garden?" The third child usually likes to run into the garden to tend flowers and plants. At this time, he grabbed the newspaper and thought about it for a long time, and finally saw the problem.

The boss and the second child immediately realized what the third child said. When they looked again, they found that many Clivias were very similar to the flowers planted in their own botanical garden. They couldn't help turning their shocked eyes to sit quietly and drink water Fan Wubing, I hope that my little boss can confirm it.

Fan Wubing sat firmly like a rock, seeing the three generals under his command looking at him expectantly, he could not help but smile slightly, raised his cup and said to them, "Drink more plain water, it is not easy to get kidney stones."

"Mr. Fan, you know what our brother means, so don't be a fool!" Boss Wang said sadly.

"Hahahaha——" Fan Wubing laughed loudly, "Didn't you think that my flowers took up space and affected your money? Why did you change your face now? Put expression lines on your face!"

Seeing the calm expression on Fan Wubing's face, the three brothers immediately understood that Mr. Fan is really an all-knowing power. He was able to predict the value of Clivia a few years ago and planted dozens of acres of it. Clivia! Plant Clivia like crops! Boss Wang couldn't imagine anymore, how much wealth would this bring him? !

In Changchun, many mature Clivias have been bought for more than 10,000 yuan a pot, and ordinary ones range from several thousand yuan, and the price of seedlings is also rising steadily. Thousands of trees! If all of these were sold, Boss Wang would no longer dare to count the proceeds!

"You don't have to be too happy too soon." Fan Wubing knocked on the table with his fingers, and said to the three brothers, "There is an old saying, it is safe to put it in your pocket, which means that only the money in your pocket, It belongs to you. Although there is a very big and very tempting pie in front of us, it is ours only if we eat it. As for whether we can eat it and how to eat it, it depends on you It's up to me."

"President Fan, we are all listening to you, what do you say!" Wang Er'er's eyes turned green.

Under the temptation of huge benefits, few people can stand it. The three Wang brothers are all eager to try, and they can't wait to cash in all the Clivia in the garden. What a fortune that is ah!

Fan Wubing looked at the three brothers and smiled, thinking that money really touches people's hearts. Even the newly rich in the 1980s with an annual income of tens of thousands cannot resist the temptation of money. Before rebirth, they saw billions worth of wealth at their fingertips, and I'm afraid it won't be much better than what they are now.

"I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, and getting rich is not something that happens overnight, we have to do some preparations first." Fan Wubing waved to the three brothers, let them gather around the desk, and then said face-to-face, "This matter is still kept secret for the time being. Although the price of Clivia has been heated up, the market is far from crazy. What you have to do now is to get some packaging first, so as to save us when we want to sell it in the future. In a hurry."

"Packing? How to do it?" Boss Wang listened carefully and asked immediately after hearing the words.

"I remember that there seems to be a workshop for burning flower pots in the North Kiln.

You can order a batch of flowerpots first, and remember that they must be high-grade, otherwise you would rather not. If the sales of the flowerpots are not good, then it is really a flower stuck in cow dung. up. Remember, this is the biggest investment we have made in the past few years! "Fan Wubing laughed.

"Of course we understand this, Mr. Fan, don't worry, our brothers will definitely handle it properly for you." Finally, the three brothers assured Fan Wubing, patting their chests, just like three generals before going to the battlefield. Give the commander-in-chief the same determination.

When Fan Wubing returned home from the pig farm, he found that his father, Fan Heng, was already sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper, with a look of interest, and he didn't even notice that Fan Wubing entered the door.

"What are you looking at, Dad?" Fan Wubing leaned over curiously, and saw that Fan Heng was holding a chapter of a newspaper full of pictures, and the pictures on it happened to be the ones that have been going crazy in the Northeast recently. Clivia.

"It's called Clivia. It's a beautiful and elegant flower. Clivia has become popular all over the country. If you don't put a pot at home, you will definitely be treated like an old hat." Fan Heng was enthusiastic He explained to Fan Wubing.

"You think so too? Planting a pot of flowers can make yourself elegant?" Fan Wubing asked back.

Seeing his son looking at him seriously, Fan Heng couldn't help laughing, "Isn't that ridiculous? What does elegant temperament have to do with planting flowers? If it's not an old hat, it's not an old hat, it should be a kind of old hat. No matter how many people there are, they are still old hats. There is a poetic spirit in the stomach, and elegance is not something that old hats can afford."

Well, there is some truth in this, Fan Wubing nodded, thinking that his father had seen some big scenes after all, and he was not confused by the irresponsible reports in various media, knowing that Clivia was killed No matter how popular it is, it is just a kind of flower, which makes him feel a little relieved.

It seems that under my influence, even a grassroots intellectual like Dad has changed a lot in temperament! Fan Wubing felt that his years of troubles were not in vain.

"However, I seem to remember that a few years ago, you planted some Clivia in your pig farm! Would you like to bring me a few pots first? We have such a large space in our house, don't bring a few pots of Clivia Is it unreasonable to decorate the facade and let outsiders see it?" Before Fan Wubing finished laughing, Fan Heng asked again.

"You—" Fan Wubing choked suddenly.

It seems that educating people's hearts takes a long time.