In the evening, He Wenjun called and said that there were only seven or eight kilograms of snowflake crisps left from the two stalls. He planned to keep them to give away or to use as dishes at home and would not sell them tomorrow.

After deducting the transportation fare, daily food expenses, and Luo Guodong and Luo Yumei's wages, the three of them each received 310 yuan.

"It's better to have something than nothing." He Wenlin said, "You guys can have fun for a few days. You didn't have any fun in the past two years. But if someone invites you to play cards or something, don't go. Do you hear me?"

"I don't like playing cards, but you guys are not in your hometown for the New Year this year, and it feels so lonely at home. My dad said he will come up on the fifth day of the first lunar month, and then we will take He Shan's van."

He Shan had to go to work on the sixth day of the New Year, so they had to leave home on the fifth day.

"I plan to go to Shanghai with my family for two or three days around the seventh or eighth day of the first lunar month. If you come, you can go with us."

"Sister, please show me what I wrote." He Wenjun ran over and handed He Wenlin two handwritten manuscripts.

"I'm going to hang up now. My future writer brother asked me to appreciate his masterpiece. If you have anything, please contact me."

"Okay, go ahead and get busy."

After hanging up the phone, He Wenlin threw the phone aside and read the composition written by his younger brother.

Ever since he participated in the competition last time and won a prize, and He Wenlin has encouraged him every day, his brother has become more passionate about this industry.

Now the entire wall of his room is covered with extracurricular reading materials. After coming home from school from Monday to Thursday, except for playing computer games for 40 minutes, he spends the rest of the time reading.

At such a young age, he reads an amazing amount. His Chinese teacher likes him very much, and before the winter vacation, he said he would recommend his composition to a local publication, but he doesn’t know whether it will be published.

"It's really well written. My brother is so awesome! He used a lot of idioms." He Wenlin exclaimed, "Brother, I think your manuscript is great. It's not worse than the one in the composition book. Keep up the good work. The day when your name appears in the book won't be far away."

He Wenjun smiled so hard that his teeth were visible.

"If you want to buy any book in the future, just write it to me and I will reimburse you," said He Wenlin.

"He only reads these extracurricular books all day and got 60 points in math. I don't know how he got that score." He's father said unhappily, "Just spoil him. In the future, he won't even be able to get into high school, and he's still a writer."

"Not getting into high school doesn't mean you can't be a writer. That storyteller only has elementary school education. Brother, I believe you can do it. Just work hard in this direction." He Wenlin said, "But you also have to put some effort into math. If you make progress next time, I'll take you abroad to travel."

He's father: "What's the matter? Little He still feels that playing in China is not enough?"

"Now that we have the conditions, we want to go out and broaden our horizons. When the time comes, we can go on a cruise or go to Disneyland. It's your choice, brother." He Wenlin said, "But we don't have passports yet. The whole family will go back to visit the graves during the Qingming Festival. Let's get passports. Now that we have money, it would be a shame for our hard work if we don't enjoy it."

What is the meaning of making money? To put it nicely, it is to realize your own value. To put it bluntly, it is to live a better life, to live the life you want.

It is true that He Wenlin does not have tens of millions in cash flow now, but her industries and real estate added together are definitely worth tens of millions.

It can be said that even if she stops now and does nothing, she can still live more comfortably than 90 percent of the people in the next few decades.

He Wenlin's plan is to semi-retire after graduating from university.

By then she will sell the food factory. Many of them will have been acquired by retail giants and gradually upgraded to carry the brands of retail giants. There will be dozens of supply and marketing supermarkets in the province. As long as she maintains a good cooperative relationship with them in the next ten years, the factory will definitely be sold at a good price!

Around 2016, it became very difficult to make Chinese bulk pastries.

So He Wenlin had to withdraw early.

At that time, all we had to do was to focus on making Master He’s cake brand a success.

~

On the first day of the new year, He Wenlin went to pay New Year's greetings to Ge Yuliang in the morning, and in the afternoon, he, his parents and his younger brother went to pay New Year's greetings to Wang Min of the Bosi Factory.

These two helped He Wenlin a lot when she first started her business. In previous years, He Wenlin sent them New Year gifts in advance and then called to wish them a happy New Year.

He Wenlin did not return to his hometown this year, but went to pay New Year's greetings in person.

He Wenlin is also well-known in Shaocheng's business circle because of her achievements and her age.

When He Wenlin arrived at their home, he was welcomed by everyone in the family.

After returning from Wang Min's house, He Wenlin received a call from He Wenjun.

"Linlin, I'm so mad!"

"What's the matter? Today is the first day of the lunar year. What's the point of dying?"

"Aunt Tang's son is a real genius. He lost more than 4,000 yuan playing cards! He came to pay New Year's greetings today and asked Aunt Tang for money to pay off his debts. Aunt Tang didn't give him any, so he cursed her, saying that Aunt Tang earned money to support other people's sons and didn't care about her own sons. He also said that the money for my brother and I to buy a house was earned by Aunt Tang, and it was obviously you who helped us buy the house! I'm so angry!"

"Four thousand? He doesn't have the money to make such a big bet? He must be trying to scam me."

He Wenlin didn’t know whether this happened in her previous life. She was reborn, but after so many years, she couldn’t remember many of her own things, let alone the things of others.

But He Wenlin just felt like she was lying.

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