Back to 2008: I Helped My Dad Become the Richest Man

Chapter 60 New Factory Commences Construction, Some People Cause Trouble

Sun Qiang staggered back to the family dormitory building.

He pushed open the door, and a rich aroma of meat wafted out. There he saw his father, Sun Dahai, dressed in a clean chef's uniform, busy in the kitchen. On the stove simmered a pot of fragrant braised pork.

"Dad, what delicious food are you making?" Sun Qiang asked with a grin.

Sun Dahai glanced back at him, his brows immediately furrowing. "So you finally decided to come back? Out of money again?"

"Hehe, Dad, I just missed you." Sun Qiang said as he reached into the pot to steal a piece of meat.

"Get out of my way!" Sun Dahai slapped his hand away and said irritably, "This meat isn't for you! It's for the young master of the Luo family. Today, the first batch of sausages from the food factory officially rolled off the production line, and we'll all have dinner together tonight to celebrate."

"The Luo family? It's the Luo family again!" Sun Qiang's face fell upon hearing this. "Dad, why are you hanging out with them every day? Did you give them our family's ancestral recipe?"

"What do you mean 'given them'? That's cooperation!" Sun Dahai corrected. "I'm now a shareholder and the chief engineer of the food factory! I get a share of the profits!"

"Dividends? How much money could that be?" Sun Qiang curled his lip, his face full of disdain. "I've heard that the Luo family is now the richest family in our county, earning several million a year! What can your little bit of dividends even cover? Dad, I'm telling you, you're getting senile! Our family's formula is priceless! You're selling it for such a small amount of money? If you sell me the formula, I guarantee that within three years, I can open a factory and become a big boss!"

"You?" Sun Dahai laughed angrily. "Someone like you? Besides eating, drinking, gambling, and whoring, what else can you do? I'll give you the recipe, and in less than three days, you'll be trading it for alcohol!"

"Dad! How can you talk like that? I'm your own son!" Sun Qiang exclaimed.

"I wish I didn't have a son like you!" Sun Dahai became angrier as he spoke. "Look at that girl from the Luo family, she's only fifteen and she's already built such a big business! And look at you, you're almost thirty and you've accomplished nothing, all you do is ask me for money!"

"I'm telling you, Sun Qiang, from today onwards, I won't give you a single penny! If you want to spend money, earn it yourself!"

"You won't give it to me? Fine! You old bastard!" Sun Qiang, stung by this, flew into a rage. "You'd abandon your own son for outsiders! You just wait! I'll make you regret this!"

He uttered a harsh remark, slammed the door, and left.

Sun Dahai watched his departing figure, trembling with anger, clutching his chest, unable to breathe for a long time.

He didn't tell the Luo family about it. He felt it was a family matter and shameful.

A few days later, the Roche Food Factory was officially established and a small groundbreaking ceremony was held.

Luo Xiyuan specially invited Village Chief Wang Jianguo, as well as the town's Party Secretary and Mayor, to cut the ribbon. Although the event wasn't large, it was still quite a spectacle.

But just as the ceremony ended and the leaders left, a dilapidated bread truck braked suddenly and stopped at the factory gate.

The car door opened, and seven or eight shady-looking young men jumped out. The leader was none other than Sun Qiang.

The men behind him all had dyed blond hair and tattoos on their arms; they didn't look like good people at all.

"Sun Dahai! Get out here right now!" Sun Qiang pointed at the factory gate and cursed loudly.

Sun Dahai, who was arranging production in the factory, heard the noise, his expression changed, and he quickly came out.

"Sun Qiang! You—what are you doing bringing these people here!" He was both shocked and furious when he saw his son's posture.

"What for?" Sun Qiang sneered. "I'm here to take back what belongs to our family!"

Pointing to the factory behind him, he shouted, "Folks, come and see! This heartless factory swindled my father out of his family's secret recipe, and now they've made a fortune, but they're only giving my father a pittance to appease him! There's no justice in this world!"

His shout drew a crowd of villagers who hadn't yet dispersed, as well as factory workers.

"Wasn't Master Sun's recipe a joint venture?"

"Yes, I heard that the Luo family gave Master Sun a lot of shares."

"Is this son here to cause trouble?"

People were discussing it animatedly.

Luo Xinde and Zhao Hu also rushed out upon hearing the news.

"Sun Qiang! Don't talk nonsense here!" Luo Xinde shouted, pointing at him. "We signed a contract with Master Sun! It's written clearly in black and white!"

"Contract? What kind of bullshit contract!" Sun Qiang said with a roguish grin. "My dad's old and senile. He was fooled by that little brat of yours! That contract doesn't count! I'm telling you, if you don't come up with 500,000 yuan today to compensate my dad for his emotional distress, you can forget about starting this factory!"

Five hundred thousand! He was asking for an exorbitant sum.

"This is extortion!" Luo Xinde was so angry that his face turned purple.

"So what if I'm extorting you?" Sun Qiang acted like he had nothing to lose. "If you don't pay, my brothers will stay here tonight! Let's see how you manage to produce anything!"

The blond-haired youths behind him immediately understood. They acted nonchalantly, some leaning against the factory gate, others sitting down on the ground, completely blocking the entrance.

"You—" Luo Xinde was so angry he couldn't speak. He never expected that there would be such shameless people in broad daylight.

"Boss, what do we do? Should we call the police?" Zhao Hu whispered in Luo Xinde's ear. He looked at the thugs, his eyes already turning hostile. In the past, he would have already attacked them.

"No!" Luo Xinde stopped him. He was afraid that calling the police would escalate the situation and damage the factory's reputation.

The more he tolerated Sun Qiang, the more arrogant he became.

"What? Scared? If you're scared, then hurry up and hand over the money! Five hundred thousand, not a penny less!" he shouted smugly.

Sun Dahai stood to the side, looking at his good-for-nothing son, trembling with anger and tears streaming down his face.

"I—I don't have a son like you! Get out! Get out!" He pointed at Sun Qiang, but couldn't catch his breath. His body swayed, and he fell straight backward.

"Master Sun!"

"dad!"

The scene immediately descended into chaos.

Luo Xinde and several workers rushed forward and helped Sun Dahai, who had fainted.

"Quick! Get him to the hospital!"

Amidst the chaos, a clear, cold voice suddenly rang out.

"No one is allowed to leave."

Everyone turned around and saw that Luo Xiyuan had been standing at the door for some time.

Her face was expressionless, and her gaze was chilling.

She walked up to Sun Qiang, her height only reaching his chest, but her powerful aura made him involuntarily take a step back.

"Your name is Sun Qiang, right?" she asked slowly, looking at him.

"So what if it is? So what?" Sun Qiang said, his neck stiff and his voice trembling with fear.