Movie: Get Alpha Dog at the start

Chapter 1108: Ten Millionaires

January of 1986 seemed to be colder than in previous years. The cotton mill, which had stopped paying wages for two months, finally paid wages before the New Year. However, there was no New Year bonus, and each employee was given a few pieces of army green cloth.

Song Ying and Huang Ling rode a bicycle back to the courtyard.

"Oh, I don't know what's going on now. Even the wages can't be paid on time. Do you think our factory will be contracted out to a private individual like the plastic factory?" Huang Ling said worriedly.

Song Ying's hands on the bicycle handlebars were a little stiff. "No way? The plastic factory has been losing money every year. Our factory's production tasks are so full, how could it be contracted out to a private person? What would happen then?"

"That's true. Our factory has several thousand employees, while the plastics factory only has a hundred or so. We have to find a place to accommodate them, right?"

Although the two said this, they couldn't help feeling a little worried in their hearts. After all, terms like shareholding reform and contract system were everywhere on TV and in newspapers.

The iron rice bowl that was once envied by everyone has been criticized and is said to be a stumbling block to social development.

After parking their bicycles, Song Ying and Huang Ling went back to the house to wash up, and then met again in the kitchen.

"Did Tuanan say when he would be back?" Song Ying asked while washing vegetables.

Huang Ling sighed, "He said he would come back on the 28th. He has taught a student for a month until the 28th."

"Tuanan is successful now. Not only does he not need you to give him living expenses, he can also subsidize you frequently." Song Ying praised.

Huang Ling shook her head: "Yes, otherwise if our factory stops paying wages from time to time, I really can't handle it alone."

Ever since her divorce from Zhuang Chaoying, Huang Ling has never taken a penny from him. Even when Zhuang Chaoying took the initiative to give money to Zhuang Xiaoting, Huang Ling would return it afterwards. She wanted to completely sever all ties with the Zhuang family to avoid the possibility that Grandpa and Grandma Zhuang would stand on the moral high ground to disgust her.

"By the way, where is Haozi? Did you know how he gets along with Li Jia's parents?" Huang Ling used gossip to change the subject.

Song Ying raised her chin proudly: "Haozi said that we get along very well, especially the future mother-in-law is very satisfied with him."

"But to be honest, our Haozi is really amazing. He is tall, handsome, a celebrity, and earns a lot..."

"That's right. With Haozi's conditions, he would be more than qualified to marry a princess in ancient times."

As the two were talking, they heard a chaotic noise outside the courtyard. Song Ying and Huang Ling quickly put down their work and went out to take a look. They found that Lin Dongzhe and Zhuang Xiaoting were followed by a group of children from the alley, each holding a stick or a broom.

"Lin Dongzhe, what's going on? Who did you fight with again?" Song Ying's face suddenly fell. Although Lin Dongzhe's academic performance had improved, she still had a lot to worry about, whether it was fighting with someone or being caught watching a video.

Zhuang Xiaoting quickly explained: "Aunt Song, Lin Dongzhe was not fighting with anyone, there were hooligans following me, and Lin Dongzhe and his friends chased them away for me."

When Song Ying realized that she had wrongly blamed her son, she quickly apologized and said that she could add a main dish for him in the evening.

Huang Ling nervously pulled Zhuang Xiaoting to her side and asked, "Xiaoting, are you okay?"

"It's okay, it's just..." Zhuang Xiaoting hesitated to speak.

Huang Ling suddenly became nervous again: "What is it?"

"When I was followed by the hooligans, Aunt Wang from next door saw it, but she didn't care about me. It was Grandpa Li who saw it and told me to hide in the grocery store. The hooligans didn't dare to go in. Later, Lin Dongzhe saw it and asked Xiaojun and others to chase the hooligans away."

After Zhuang Xiaoting finished speaking, before Huang Ling said anything, Song Ying was already furious.

"What's wrong with Wang Fang? It's fine if she doesn't care about others, but she didn't care about Xiao Ting being followed by a hooligan. We even gave up three square meters to her to build a house. What a conscience she has."

Song Ying shouted at the top of her voice, not afraid at all that Wang Fang in the next yard might hear her.

Huang Ling patted her daughter's back and comforted her, "It's good that you're okay. Don't get out of school alone next year. Wait for Lin Dongzhe to go with you."

"But the school is cracking down on premature love and doesn't allow boys and girls to go to and from school together..." Zhuang Xiaoting said with some concern.

"It's okay. I'll tell your teacher about the situation later. Safety first. Your teacher will agree."

"Oh."

Huang Ling then went home and took some candies and snacks to share with the children who helped: "Thank you so much for this time, you are all good children, take them quickly."

After the children distributed the snacks, they dispersed and went home to eat.

Just when Song Ying finished cooking and Lin Wufeng returned home to prepare for dinner, he heard another bustle in the alley.

Lin Dongzhe was a person who loved fun by nature. He ran out in a flash and came back excitedly carrying a suitcase not long after.

"Mom and Dad, Brother Hao is back."

Song Ying hugged Qin Hao who had hurried back, and asked him about his well-being. Finally, it was Lin Wufeng who reminded him that the food would get cold if he didn't eat it, and Song Ying then went to get Qin Hao a bowl and chopsticks.

After sitting down, before Qin Hao even took a bite of rice, Song Ying couldn't wait to ask: "Haozi, why didn't Xiao Li come back with you?"

"Aunt Song, you are too anxious. Her parents and brother have finally been reunited. It would be bad to separate them, right?" Qin Hao replied with a smile.

Song Ying thought so too.

Lin Wufeng reminded: "Okay, if you have anything to ask, wait until Haozi finishes eating."

"Yes, eat more vegetables."

After eating and drinking, Qin Hao briefly recounted what had happened in Shanghai during his time there.

In order to cultivate Li Jia's younger brother's self-care ability, Qin Hao took Li Wen to another house he bought during this period, on the pretext of giving him extra lessons. In addition to tutoring every day, Li Wen did all the housework.

At first, Li Jia's parents were a little worried, but after Qin Hao gave Li Wen extra lessons for a few days, Li Wen's grades improved and they agreed.

The house Qin Hao bought was a small villa. In order to obtain the complete property rights of this small villa, he also dealt with five families and spent almost 500,000 yuan. However, this 500,000 yuan was nothing to Qin Hao. Last year, the dividend of "BBK" was more than 3 million yuan. Moreover, in 30 years, the value of such a small villa will be hundreds of millions, so it is not a loss to buy it.

Lin Wufeng and Song Ying were a little surprised to learn that Qin Hao bought a house in Shanghai.

"Haozi, you are a college student and your company will definitely give you priority in allocating housing after graduation. Isn't it a bit too wasteful to buy one yourself?"

In Song Ying's opinion, the company will divide the house sooner or later, so buying a house is not cost-effective.

Qin Hao was happy: "Aunt Song, let's not talk about whether the company will allocate housing to me after I graduate. Even if it does, it can only meet basic living needs. Just like our small courtyard, a room only adds up to 30 or 40 square meters. The small western-style building I bought has three floors, which adds up to more than 200 square meters. You will definitely like it if you see it."

"Such a big house?" Song Ying opened her mouth so wide that an apple could be stuffed in it.

Lin Wufeng was also shocked: "That must cost a lot of money, right?"

"Well, it cost about 500,000 yuan."

"How much? Half a million?"

Now Song Ying and Lin Wufeng were speechless.

Qin Hao smiled and said, "Aunt Song, Uncle Lin, you may not know this yet, but last year Bubugao's profit was more than 1500 million. I discussed it with my second uncle and took out more than million to continue expanding the scale, and only divided million."

"The two points I mentioned before should have been deposited into your account. You can check it later."

Song Ying asked Lin Wufeng blankly: "What is two points of five million?"

"Ten...one hundred thousand?" Lin Wufeng was also shocked by the number.

Coming back to their senses, Song Ying and Lin Wufeng regretted it again, so Qin Hao looked at Lin Dongzhe and said, "If you don't take it, I'll give it to Lin Dongzhe."

When Lin Dongzhe heard this, he immediately hugged Qin Hao's thighs: "Brother Hao, I love you so much."

"You're dreaming. Why do you need so much money?" Song Ying grabbed Lin Dongzhe's ear and lectured him.

"Can I save up to marry a wife?"

"Marry you, you're just in the first year of high school, why would you marry a wife..."

Lin Wufeng knew that Qin Hao was really willing to give Lin Dongzhe 100,000 yuan, so he had to compromise: "We will take it this year, but you are not allowed to give it again next year. 100,000 yuan is already a lot."

Qin Hao said perfunctorily: "It's not certain whether we can make money next year."

Lin Wufeng's mouth twitched. One hundred thousand yuan! His current monthly salary is more than 80 yuan, which is less than a thousand yuan a year. He would have to save for a hundred years without eating or drinking to earn one hundred thousand yuan.

At night, Song Ying and Lin Wufeng couldn't sleep. They tossed and turned in bed like pancakes.

"Wu Feng, take your passbook to the bank tomorrow... Never mind, I'll go with you."

The couple were both overwhelmed by the huge sum of money.

Song Ying took the passbook and counted the last deposit record on it. There was only 3675 yuan, which was not even a fraction compared to the 4 yuan.

"Wu Feng, if we stop working from next year, will this 100,000 yuan be enough for our retirement?" Song Ying suddenly said after counting several times.

Lin Wufeng was stunned, then smiled bitterly and said, "After hearing what you said, I have lost interest in going to work."

"Is the factory jointly opened by Haozi and your brother really that profitable? They earn tens of millions a year. Nothing will go wrong, right?" Song Ying became worried again.

"No, the tone has basically been set since the Southern Tour Speech was published in the newspapers. The path of reform and opening up will not change."

Lin Wufeng paused and said, "Didn't I go to the Canton Fair some time ago?"

"Ah."

"You'll know once you've been there. The business atmosphere there is so intense. Everyone is racking their brains to figure out how to make money. It's okay. You don't have to worry."

After listening to Lin Wufeng's words, Song Ying finally felt relieved and went to sleep.

Early the next morning, after finishing breakfast, Song Ying went to the bank with Lin Wufeng without even having time to wash the dishes.

When Song Ying saw that the number on the passbook really turned into six decimal places, she suddenly felt something was unreal.

"Wu Feng, can we buy whatever we want and eat whatever we want now?"

Lin Wufeng whispered: "Keep a low profile, keep a low profile."

Song Ying held up the passbook and said, "I want to keep a low profile, but this number keeps popping up in my mind."

"Shh, this place is not far from the cotton mill, be careful not to be heard by your colleagues."

Only then did Song Ying carefully put away the passbook.

At the same time, Qin Hao was strolling in Guanqian Street with Lin Dongzhe, Zhuang Xiaoting and Xiang Pengfei. This year, Xiang Pengfei did not return to Guizhou for the New Year, mainly because he failed the final exam again. Zhuang Hualin asked him to take advantage of the winter vacation to review with Zhuang Xiaoting.

Of course, it was impossible for Xiang Pengfei to review. Without going back to Guizhou and without his parents looking after him, he could finally have fun. He often drove a car with the driver Lao Qian. According to him, Lao Qian had already taught him to drive. It was just that he was too young, otherwise he could have gotten a driver's license and driven a bus.

Qin Hao secretly laughed as he listened to Xiang Pengfei chattering about the various strange things he encountered while driving. As long as it was not related to study, Xiang Pengfei could always remember it clearly.

"Pengfei, have you ever thought about what you're going to do if you fail to get into college?"

Xiang Pengfei scratched his head: "I haven't really thought about this yet. Anyway, I'll learn a skill first. Uncle Qian said that it's good to have many skills. If you make a living with your skills, you won't be hungry anywhere."

Zhuang Xiaoting couldn't help but complain: "Then your aunt asked you to study hard, get into a good university, and get a job directly after graduation, why didn't you listen?"

"I'm not like you. I'm not destined to study." Xiang Pengfei felt a little embarrassed.

Qin Hao patted Xiang Pengfei on the shoulder and said, "If you really can't pass the exam, come to me and I'll arrange a job for you."

"Brother Hao, is it true?"

Zhuang Xiaoting's eyes widened: "Brother Hao, if you say that, he will be even more reluctant to go to school."

"You talk as if Pengfei will study hard without me saying anything." Qin Hao spread his hands, making Lin Dongzhe laugh.

Zhuang Xiaoting and Xiang Pengfei also laughed.

Just when Qin Hao and his party walked into an old-established pastry shop, a group of young people surrounded them.

Seeing this, Lin Dongzhe shouted, "It's the little hooligan who blocked Xiaoting at the alley entrance that day."

The tall little gangster in the lead walked up to Lin Dongzhe with a sinister smile and said, "Boy, I told you that sooner or later you will fall into my hands."

"Fuck you." Lin Dongzhe took advantage of the little hooligan's complacency and kicked him in the crotch, then pulled Zhuang Xiaoting into the crowd, shouting, "Brother Hao, Pengfei, run!"

"Damn it, kill them for me!"

The little gangster covered his crotch, his face turned green, and he yelled, and those little gangsters surrounded the four people.

Lin Dongzhe's movements were already very fast, but unfortunately there were too many people on the other side, so he and Zhuang Xiaoting were still blocked.

Just as he was thinking about how to help Zhuang Xiaoting escape, a series of screams came from the crowd.

"Damn, this kid knows kung fu, forget about them, come and help."

The little hooligans surrounding Lin Dongzhe rushed back after hearing this, resulting in another round of screams.

After Lin Dongzhe settled Zhuang Xiaoting down and ran back to support Qin Hao and Xiang Pengfei, he saw only the group of little hooligans lying on the ground.

"Brother Hao, Pengfei, did you do this?"

Xiang Pengfei swallowed his saliva: "It's not us, it's Brother Hao, I didn't move."