legendary boss

Chapter 81
Lin Feng sat at home, in front of the newly bought computer, built a spreadsheet, and entered the latest accounts bit by bit.

From the data, it can be seen that the income of the lobster restaurant is showing a downward trend, and the size of the crayfish sent by the farm is getting smaller and older every day.

However, Lao Tang hasn't come back yet. It is said that there are some matters in his hometown that need to be dealt with, so the transformation will have to wait for a few days.

The spread of Shengfaling in the circle is not wide, and only 15 copies were sold during this period.

This is expected. People who have lost their tops are not everywhere, and the price of 5 makes most people discouraged.

Up to now, Lin Feng's total cash balance is 4795080, which is only one step away from 500 million.

Losing a family is like water washing away sand, and getting married is like swallows pecking at mud.

In the past half a month, except for the 50 advance payment for the construction of the villa, everything else is small, so the assets have gradually accumulated.

But it wasn't enough, there was a slight change in his plan.

Hongyun tea trees are not suitable for transplanting when the temperature is low, so he has to expand the tea garden before late autumn, otherwise he will have to wait until next spring.

Wang Guoliang had already been entrusted to start handling this matter. He gathered all the idle people in the village, weeded the back hills of Linjiacun, moved stones, pulled up the fence, and made preliminary preparations.

Everything is about to be ready.

At the same time, in a certain courtyard in that majestic giant city in the north of China, an old man with white hair and vicissitudes of life, with a hale and hearty face, was leisurely making tea. Peel melon seeds like a clever tongue.

For Mr. Zhang who likes to drink tea, nothing can make him feel better than a pot of tea after a nap.

A black car was parked outside the gate, and Zhang Siya walked into the courtyard slowly. As soon as she entered the gate, she could smell the familiar scent of the osmanthus tree, which was over a hundred years old.

"dad!"

"Well, I'm back."

Zhang Siya took the purple clay teapot from him, looked at it, and put it down again.

Mr. Zhang picked it up again a little dissatisfied, and rubbed it in his hand: "In the past, your mother always said that I was a prodigal. Half of the money I earned in a month was used to drink this stuff that didn't fill my stomach. Then your mother left, and you After taking this teapot, after you get married, you will be a girl, and now she has also run away far away."

Zhang Siya smiled, knowing that it was his father complaining.

But to be honest, he was the only one in such a big yard, and he drove the nanny back to rest after finishing her work.

Lonely as tea, it's normal to complain when you see your daughter back.

"Dad, don't be in a hurry to drink tea. Tomorrow is your birthday. I brought you some presents."

"Hmph, I don't care about your things."

Zhang Siya knew that he was hard-spoken and soft-hearted, so she took out an exquisite green snuff bottle from her bag.

Mr. Zhang just looked at it: "There are these every year, and the family can hardly put them down. Are you going to use them to put the bottom of my coffin in the future?"

"Dad—don't say such unlucky things."

Zhang Siya took out another small cardboard box, a very casual one with no packaging.

"This is from girl Man."

"The little girl has been taught badly by you, and she has learned these clichés."

But after all, he still took it and put it in his hand.

The sound of footsteps outside the door came again, and the old man's face, which had already softened a little, began to tense again.

Soon a family of three came over.

The man was in his fifties, with a red face and a puffy body. He still wore a black Chinese tunic suit in such hot weather, with the collar tightly buttoned. He wore a pair of old Beijing cloth shoes and walked silently.

The woman looks to be about the same size as Zhang Siya, with a little makeup on, wearing a long cheongsam with blue flowers on a white background, with springy eyebrows and a graceful figure, like a blue and white porcelain vase that has just been polished.

Following at the end was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, a white and tender little fat man who looked like he had been spoiled and spoiled.He was holding a big wooden box, lowered his head vigorously, and couldn't see any expression.

This is Zhang Siya's elder brother, Zhang Siguo's family, his wife Wen Yunxiu, and his son Zhang Yubin.

"Dad, I'm here to celebrate your birthday."

Zhang Siguo has a high position and authority, so it is rare to be able to spare this little time.

However, Mr. Zhang didn't seem to appreciate it very much, he just gave him a faint look, and then pointed to the chair next to him.

The Zhang family's family education was extremely strict, Zhang Siguo was seated, but his wife and children only dared to stand behind him, and they didn't dare to show their air.

"Yu Bin, bring up the gift for grandpa."

Zhang Yubin held the heavy wooden box, honestly put it on the tea table, opened it, and there was a gold-coated jade incense burner.

"Grandpa, this is the first stove of Hetian jade three-legged lion, the real product of the Xuande period. I asked a friend to bring it back from southern Yunnan." The little fat man said.

"Let it go."

The old man took a second look and felt that it was right.

When people reach the age of 80 or [-], they like these teapots and incense burners.

The old man has a teapot, and the purple clay teapot has been used for a lifetime. No matter how good the others are, they can't catch his eyes.

So Zhang Siguo gave his son an idea and bought this incense burner for him to please his grandfather.

"Take a small pendant and go back to play."

"Thank you grandpa!"

Zhang Siguo said: "Father, the birthday banquet tonight will be held at Fang De Zhai."

"Don't go."

Mr. Zhang's face sank, and Zhang Siguo could only sigh helplessly.

"I'm at home, and those who want to pray for birthdays are told not to come. When can I be clean all year round?"

Finally, the old man picked up the purple clay teapot and rubbed it.

The water temperature has cooled down, but the tea has not been brewed yet.

Zhang Siya understood what he was thinking, but she didn't make tea for him like before because she heard from Zhang Yuman that the gift she prepared for grandpa this time was tea leaves.

She thought about asking the old man to open and drink something on the spot, which could be regarded as living up to Zhang Yuman's entrustment to her.

As a result, the elder brother's family arrived before it had time.

Compared with the incense burner worth more than 100 million yuan, the paper box Zhang Yuman sent was as inconspicuous as a box of toilet paper.

Naturally, she didn't want the things Zhang Yuman sent to be inferior to her younger brother Zhang Yubin, so she didn't want to mention it at this time. She only hoped that if the old man wanted to talk to his eldest brother, she would find a chance to remove the paper box.

Unexpectedly, she was thinking this way just now, Wen Yunxiu, who had been standing behind Zhang Siguo without making a sound, saw everything, winked at her son, and pouted at the paper box.

Zhang Yubin immediately understood, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, but on the surface he pretended to be curious: "Grandpa, is this paper box empty? Do you want me to throw it away for you?"

"Leave it alone, your sister gave it to me."

"Didn't she go to Rongcheng? Didn't she come back to pay your birthday wishes?" Zhang Yubin picked up which pot he didn't open.

The old man deliberately favored Zhang Yuman, and frowned slightly, showing a hint of displeasure.

But Yu Bin didn't know whether he was really stupid or pretended not to see it, and then said: "Grandpa, it's your birthday, she just gave this thing, you really dote on her for nothing."

Grandpa Zhang was immediately furious. As a grandfather, he knew how Zhang Yuman was disgusted and rejected by their mother and son at home.

But that girl never complained in front of him, never complained, and she endured it all the time.

Now that people have avoided thousands of miles away, these women are still so unforgiving.

"Open it." He said to Zhang Siya.

Zhang Siya didn't dare to disobey, and carefully opened the carton.

I saw a small plastic bag inside, containing six dry tree tips with leaves of various colors. At first glance, it seemed to be colorful, but it was dried and not very colorful.

Zhang Yubin looked at it, and snorted softly through his nostrils: "What is this? Just a few leaves, and it needs such a big box to hold it?"

(End of this chapter)