In 1992, a small village owner became the richest man in the village by owning a car.

Chapter 562 Refusing to Help? Li Fubao's Unspeakable Dilemma
Oil City, a warehouse next to a repair shop on National Highway G301.

"Sigh, it's better to be alive. Such delicious mutton, you'll never be able to eat it again if you die." Boss Liang sat at the round table in the living room, sighing as he frantically ate meat from the beef tallow hot pot.

The mahogany round table wasn't large, but it was more than enough to seat four people: Duan Dahai, Liang Hongwei, Li Fubao, and Yu Dawei. The four of them were eating hot pot with beef tallow in the storage room that Yu Dawei had decorated for himself.

The beef tallow hot pot base was sent by Huang Ma a while ago. A few years ago, in addition to running her hot pot business, Huang Ma also started a new business selling beef tallow hot pot base.

The rendered butter is divided into blocks and packaged, then distributed to the market for sale. Unlike others who face many twists and turns in their business, Huang Ma's butter hot pot base received countless positive reviews as soon as it hit the market.

Within a few years, the entire area north of Sichuan and Chongqing was dominated by Huang Ma's handmade beef tallow hot pot base. Moreover, Huang Ma herself was extremely business-minded and thought Yu Dawei's agent model was good, so she began to imitate it.

Today, Huang Ma has distributors in most provinces across China, and sales have been steadily increasing.

Huang Ma was always very grateful to Yu Dawei, saying that without what Yu Dawei had said, she would not have had the idea of ​​selling beef tallow hot pot base. So every year when winter was approaching, Huang Ma would send some beef tallow hot pot base to Yu Dawei.

Yu Dawei had forgotten what he had said to Huang Ma back then.

But he still accepted the gifts, because if he hadn't, Huang Man probably wouldn't have accepted the things his mother sent.

The mother and son are currently at odds over whether or not the son should marry He Huihui.

"Ouch, it's too spicy! I still need to dip it in sesame oil."

Sitting next to Boss Liang was a slightly overweight middle-aged man with a smiling face like that of Maitreya Buddha. However, his face was flushed and fine beads of sweat were constantly gathering on his forehead.

His lips were burning red from the spiciness. He put down his chopsticks and reached for the sesame oil condiment in Boss Liang's bowl next to him.

"Hey? You son of a bitch, Li Fubao, there's sesame oil condiment in the kitchen, why did you have to take it from my bowl?" Boss Liang rolled his eyes speechlessly as he watched the middle-aged man take the oil from the dish and pour some into a small plate next to him.

"Too lazy to go." Li Fubao is a lazy person by nature, especially when it comes to delicious food, he can't bring himself to move an inch.

"Brother Li, eat more if you like it." Yu Dawei picked up a strainer and scooped out mutton for Li Fubao. "This beef and mutton were brought back by my brother when he went home a while ago. They are pure Xiqi beef and mutton, tender, smooth, and without any gamey smell."

Unlike his previous life, Yu Dasheng in this life doesn't seem to be disappointed with the Yu family, nor does he choose to live a life of mediocrity in a small town in Hohhot because of his incompetence.

In this life, Yu Dasheng took the initiative to bring his wife back to his hometown to show his family and fellow villagers the wife he had married, and also to introduce her to his parents, brother, and sister.

Unfortunately, Yu Dawei wasn't in his hometown those days. He and Yao Jinfu were buying a dump truck. The engine, gearbox, and interior of the dump truck were all scrapped. The boss wanted to sell it to him for scrap metal prices, which made Yu Dawei quite happy.

Of course, on the way back, he completely missed his own second brother.

According to the old man, Yu Dasheng didn't stay idle after getting married. He found an accountant job in Hohhot. The salary wasn't high, but it was enough to support the family. Incidentally, the old man's second daughter-in-law became pregnant. When his mother, Zhang Yunqin, found out, she wanted to go and help her during her postpartum period, but it seems that Yu Dasheng refused.

Yu Dawei didn't have time to deal with the messy little things at home. The reason he brought out his treasured beef and mutton was that he hoped Li Fubao would agree to help them.

"Oh, Dawei, don't keep putting food on my plate, or Lao Liang will get annoyed." Li Fubao smiled a little embarrassedly when he saw Yu Dawei being so enthusiastic.

After returning to the oil city in the afternoon, Li Fubao received a warm welcome, and he also learned why the people needed his help.

only……

“Sigh, Dawei, Lao Liang, actually, I’m quite angry when I hear what you’re saying, especially since Qin Yourong herself came from my business.” Li Fubao looked at the meat on his plate and put his chopsticks down. “If I still only had my own gold shop, I would help you however I wanted.”

“But right now I really can’t get away from Jilin Province, especially since my father-in-law’s health has been getting worse and worse in the last two years. He’s now in the hospital and is being kept alive by IV drips every day. If I were to abandon him now, I think his whole family would hate me.”

Li Fubao gave Yu Dawei and the other two a wry smile, feeling quite helpless. Old Deng was currently in poor health and hospitalized, and many family matters had been delegated to his children.

Unfortunately, his children are either incompetent and just want to coast along, or they have their own jobs and don't want to take over their father's troublesome affairs.

Being a group leader is not a glamorous job. Even something as simple as eating and drinking is difficult in Northeast China. If you don't have a capacity for two or three kilograms of alcohol, you can't really have a word with people at the dinner table.

Li Fubao is now the only one who can support his father-in-law's business. For the sake of his father-in-law's "small plot of land," he has spent little time with his wife who works in the oil city these past few years!

Do you think he wanted to? If his wife hadn't begged him to help his father out, he wouldn't have bothered going to Liaoning or Jilin provinces to do those worthless, lousy things.

Wouldn't it be great to open a few jewelry stores, hire a few beautiful women, and occasionally stroll around the stores?

Li Fubao is currently stretched thin, let alone helping Yu Dawei and the others complete their plan.

He and Lao Liang had been brothers for so many years, but he couldn't help him, which made Li Fubao very upset.

"Forget it, Lao Li, I know what kind of person you are. If we really entrusted this to you, you might just expose us." Boss Liang saw the struggle and difficulty in Li Fubao's eyes, picked up his wine glass and took the initiative to clink glasses with him, "Come on, let's drink, let's not talk about anything else."

"Alright." Yu Dawei and Duan Dahai could see Li Fubao's predicament, so they stopped insisting and selectively took over the topic.

However, Yu Dawei has already started thinking about who would be more suitable to be his next partner.

If all else fails, we'll have to ask my third uncle. He's good at judging people; he might be able to help us find someone suitable.
"I'm really sorry." Li Fubao downed the entire glass of baijiu in one gulp, then sighed, "To be honest, brothers, normally I would have agreed without even flinching, but it's really not possible right now!"

(End of this chapter)