Chen Yu placed the contract he had previously signed on the table.
"Old Hou, you should organize these files, and as for these new factories, I'm afraid I'll have to entrust their management to you."
Upon hearing this, Hou Jianchang immediately felt overwhelmed.
Although Chen Yu would give Hou Jianchang corresponding shares for every additional factory,
a person's energy is limited, especially at Hou Jianchang's age, when health issues are more or less inevitable.
Managing the food processing zone had already exhausted him, and now having the pharmaceutical factory industrial park added to his responsibilities, even if he was willing, he simply lacked the strength.
"Old Chen, it's not that I'm unwilling, it's just that I've truly reached my limit!"
Seeing Hou Jianchang like this, Chen Yu also felt somewhat embarrassed.
With the help of the system, his business had been developing too quickly, especially the factories, whose growth rate even Chen Yu hadn't anticipated.
