Reborn in 79, the educated youth wife regretted her divorce.

Chapter 129: Let's formalize it!

Seeing his mother's panicked state, Jiang Yang quickly comforted her, "Mom, don't worry, it's not that serious, I have a solution."

"Everyone in this factory is from our village; we see each other all the time. Unless we decide to stop living here altogether, we can't avoid these social obligations."

He paused, then continued, "There's only one way now."

"What's the solution? Yangyang, tell me quickly!" Jiang Dashan asked eagerly.

Seeing his parents' anxious expressions, Jiang Yang slowly said, "We need to formalize this factory!"

"normalization?"

Jiang Dashan and Lin Xiulan looked at each other, clearly not understanding what this meant.

"In other words, we can't continue like this, operating like a small workshop," Jiang Yang explained.

“We need to operate like a proper factory, setting rules and establishing regulations.”

"Then... then who will be the boss?" Lin Xiulan asked cautiously.

“Of course it’s Dad!” Jiang Yang said without hesitation.

“Dad, you’ve always been in charge of the factory’s production, so you’re very familiar with these things.”

"I?"

Jiang Dashan was taken aback, then waved his hand.

"No, no, I'm not cut out to be a boss, all I know how to do is farm!"

"Dad, don't be modest. These past few months, you've been practically the boss of our factory," Jiang Yang said with a smile.

"Besides, there's Mom. Mom can be the general manager and help you manage the factory."

"I...I can't either..." Lin Xiulan waved her hands repeatedly.

She's just a housewife, what does she know about management?

Seeing his parents' reluctance, Jiang Yang comforted them, "Dad, Mom, don't worry, I will invest in this factory, and I will operate it according to the standards of a regular enterprise, and then I will become a shareholder."

“In this way, we’re no longer just playing around, but becoming proper shareholders.”

"Investment? Yangyang, why are you being so particular? We're family!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Xiulan immediately became somewhat displeased.

"Mom, some things can't be explained by family alone," Jiang Yang explained patiently.

Even close brothers keep clear accounts, let alone something as big as opening a factory.

"Besides, this is also a way for me to prepare for the future," Jiang Yang continued.

"If you ever decide you don't want to work here anymore, I can find someone else to help you, so that the factory's development won't be delayed."

Jiang Dashan listened and remained silent for a while.

He was an honest man, but he also understood that his son had a point.

He said slowly, "Yangyang, Dad understands what you're saying. I've been in charge of things at the factory for a while now. This... this is just like being promoted to a permanent position. The work I do is no different."

"So, Yangyang, what's next... about our factory?"

"Dad, you don't need to worry about anything. Just give me your and Mom's ID cards, and I'll take care of the rest," Jiang Yang said with a smile.

He took out his mobile phone from his pocket and dialed a few numbers.

"Yangyang, what... what is this thing? This... this must have cost a fortune!"

Lin Xiulan, with her sharp eyes, immediately spotted the "rare item" in Jiang Yang's hand and was so surprised she couldn't close her mouth.

Jiang Dashan stared wide-eyed at the mobile phone, his face full of disbelief.

"Mom, this is a mobile phone, it's for making calls."

Jiang Yang smiled and explained, then said into the phone, "Chu Lan, it's me, Jiang Yang."

"Yes, that's right. My family wants to set up a factory here. Could you help me prepare the relevant materials?"

"Yes, the sooner the better."

"The boss's name is my dad's, Jiang Dashan, and the general manager's name is my mom's, Lin Xiulan."

"Okay, please."

Jiang Yang hung up the phone, turned to his parents, and said, "Dad, Mom, don't worry. Chu Lan is my friend. She knows a lot of people in Yanjing. Leaving this to her will definitely be the right thing to do."

"Yangyang, is your friend reliable? This is no small matter!" Lin Xiulan was still a little worried.

"Mom, don't worry, I trust Chu Lan to handle things," Jiang Yang said confidently.

Chu Lan responded quickly: "Hello, President Jiang, I've arranged everything you asked me to do. Cao Long is in charge of the paperwork, Li Yu is in charge of contacting the media, and Liu Ming is in charge of the finances. I'll make sure everything goes smoothly."

"Okay, then thank you for your hard work," Jiang Yang said.

"Yangyang, is setting up a factory really this complicated?"

Jiang Dashan felt his head was spinning as he listened to his son on the phone.

“Dad, this is all normal procedure. We’re running a legitimate factory, not just doing small-scale operations,” Jiang Yang explained.

"The relevant certificates will be issued in a few days."

"Then...do we still need to...make some bribing moves at the top and bottom?"

Jiang Dashan hesitated for a moment, but still asked the question.

"Dad, what are you thinking?" Jiang Yang said, both amused and exasperated.

"It's just registering a factory, it's not a big deal, there's no need to make such a fuss."

"Alright, alright, you two, stop nagging. It's almost Chinese New Year, what's the point of saying all this?"

Lin Xiulan stood up, interrupting the father and son's conversation.

"Yangyang, you've finally come back! Mom made your favorite braised pork, eat it while it's hot!"

"Okay!" Jiang Yang replied with a smile.

The family sat around the table and enjoyed their meal together in a harmonious atmosphere.

A few days passed quickly.

That day, Jiang Yang was in the yard, helping his father mix paste.

Suddenly, a voice came from afar.

"Jiang Yang! Is Jiang Yang home?"

Jiang Yang looked up and saw a young man from the village running over.

He asked, puzzled, "What's wrong?"

"Jiang Yang... Wang Fugui is looking for you. He wants you to come over right away!" the young man said, panting heavily.

Wang Fugui?

Jiang Yang frowned, a cold smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

Wang Fugui is two-faced; he's always causing trouble in the village.

I wonder what trick he's up to this time.

"Okay, I understand. Go back and tell him I'll be right there," Jiang Yang said calmly.

He put down his work, turned around, and went inside.

"Dad, Wang Fugui is looking for me. Do you know what it's about?"

"Wang Fugui?"

Jiang Dashan was taken aback, then shook his head.

"I don't know. He and Wang Desheng have been quite well-behaved lately; I haven't seen them do anything."

Wang Desheng is the village's Party Secretary, and he and Wang Fugui are practically inseparable.

“Okay, I understand, Dad. I’ll go take a look first,” Jiang Yang said.

He started walking towards the village chief Wang Fugui's house.

As soon as I reached the door, Wang Fugui came out to greet me with a big smile.

"Oh! Isn't this Jiang Yang? Come in! Come in and sit down!"

Jiang Yang smiled and extended his hand to shake his, saying loudly, "Village Chief, you're such a busy man, what brings you here? I really didn't expect it! What brings you here?"