Reborn with a Cell Phone 2007

On the evening of his birthday, Lu Binghe personally delivered a birthday gift from Zhongnanhai.

It is a piece of exquisite porcelain.

Ji Shumiao's hands were shaking when he took it.

Oh my god, God, how could she have done that?

It really feels like a dream.

The expressions of the other people in the family were equally confused, and everyone was shaking from the voice to the calves.

Grandma: "We should build a shrine in our house."

Grandpa: "We need to build a Buddhist temple in our new home."

There is no shrine or Buddhist temple now. The porcelain and the previous calligraphy and paintings have been placed in a safe.

After taking a shower, Ji Shumiao sat on the carpet and opened presents. Today, there were so many presents that he didn't have time to open them.

Qingqing and the others must have discussed this beforehand. They included a greeting card and a letter in the gift. The text was in fancy artistic style, with some corny, non-mainstream quotes, and some typos.

Ji Shumiao finished reading it with a smile and saved them all. When he grew up, these would be his dark history and handles.

But she was really happy and could feel their sincerity.

Fortunately, they are there, otherwise, Ji Shumiao really doesn’t know how to relive his childhood with the mental age of almost 30.

Most of the gifts from my friends are handicrafts, and their love is worth a fortune.

The adults expressed it very directly - it is valuable.

The gift given by Brother Xuan was a gold bracelet of the same style as the gold necklace given by Brother Lang. It is likely that the two of them went to buy them together.

The godfather and godmother gave me a pair of heavy gold bracelets, and...

Who revealed that she liked gold?

The more Ji Shumiao unpacked the gold coins, the happier she became. After two more birthdays, she could open a gold shop.

Zhou Hui also gave gold, but his gift was the most unique.

He only had enough money to buy a few golden beans, so Ji Shumiao received two painted wooden sculptures: a faceless man holding golden beans in both hands, and a pink upright pig with golden beans as eyes.

The faceless man was carved and painted vividly, and the pink pig looked very funny, with a round white belly, two blush spots on the cheeks, and golden eyes, making it look like a money-hungry, mercenary pig.

Ji Shumiao said angrily: "He called me a pig!"

After saying that, Ji Shumiao threw the two wooden sculptures back into the gift box and stuffed the gift box into the bottom drawer of the chest of drawers.

Ji Shumiao crossed his arms and sulked. In his previous life, Zhou Hui loved to insinuate that I was a pig, stupid, lazy, and greedy. Now that the situation has changed in this life, he still finds ways to slander me!

So, before leaving Beijing, Ji Shumiao threw a bunch of necessary and unnecessary work to Zhou Hui.

It turns out that exploiting people is such an addictive pleasure.

Only Ji Shumiao and his sister returned home this time.

Lang Ge's arm no longer needs to be in a sling. A checkup last week showed that bone callus had grown at the broken bone joint, but the splint and bandage have not been completely removed. In the past two months, he has not been able to lift heavy objects with his right hand.

On the plane, Ji Shumiao was sleeping soundly with his head covered. Ji Shulang was studying high school knowledge. He would turn his head and look at Ji Shumiao with resentment from time to time, and whispered: "You sleep like a piglet."

It's obviously the same thing, but Ji Shumiao learns it faster. There is really a difference between their brains.

Liao Da sent someone to pick them up to Chutuo County. This time, the brother and sister stayed in a hotel in Chutuo County. After putting down their luggage, they went to the matcha factory.

It was Lang Ge’s first time to visit the matcha factory, and everything he saw was new to him.

Liao Dahe and the other man talked about expanding production and purchasing two more production lines. Funding was not a problem as the factory still had nearly 10 million in its account. The problem was that the Japanese were raising the price, doubling it.

Ji Shumiao asked: "What do you think?"

"I want to do independent research and development," Liao Da said, "but research and development is a bottomless pit of money, and there is no guarantee of success."

Ji Shumiao glanced at him and said, "Don't test my attitude. I'll approve the budget for you, and you have to produce results for me."

Liao Da looked embarrassed, but finally gritted his teeth and agreed: "I promise to produce results within a year."

"Eight months is the limit of my patience." Ji Shumiao said coldly.

Liao Da was angry but dared not speak out.

In the evening, we had dinner at the restaurant arranged by Liao Da. My cousin Shu Wei, who works as an accountant at the Matcha factory, also came to join us.

Liao Da hesitantly told the brother and sister about something: "My wife is sick and needs some money. Can I get a year's salary in advance?"

"Support!" Ji Shumiao waved his hand, "It's not a big deal."

As long as you don't be greedy, everything can be negotiated.

"Okay, okay." Liao Da was so moved that his eyes filled with tears. He raised his glass and said to the two men, "It is a great fortune for an old horse like me to meet a good horse trainer. I don't need to thank you for your kindness. I'll drink it. Please help yourself."

Ji Shumiao and his sister also did it.

Halfway through dinner, an old woman came in with a red plastic bag in her arms: "Hey, Shulang, Miaomiao, your aunt finally found you!"

After seeing who was coming, Ji Shumiao rolled his eyes rudely, and Lang Ge's expression also looked unhappy.

"Knowing that you are having dinner here, my aunt brought some homemade salted fish and bacon. Look, they are still hot." The aunt quickly opened the red plastic bag, and a rich salty aroma filled everyone's nose.

Ji Shumiao approached Lang Ge and whispered, "If I eat a piece of her bacon, she will cut a piece of my flesh."

"I know." Lang Ge comforted her with his eyes.

He knew better than anyone what his relatives, who were like locusts and leeches, were.

"You can keep it for yourself." Ji Shulang said coldly, "If you have nothing else to do, can you let us have a quiet meal?"

This was said bluntly and impolitely, but the aunt-in-law still smiled: "Look at what you said, after all, we haven't seen each other for so many years, and I held you in my arms when you were a child!"

Ji Shulang: "There are so many people who have hugged me. Not only did you hug me, you also hugged the pickle jar in my house."

Perhaps "grab" would be more appropriate.

The aunt cried out, "Look at you kid, you're already a big boss, but you still remember a broken jar."

Is this a jar thing?

Brother Lang had an unpleasant expression on his face, and Ji Shumiao was trying to hold back his laughter.

This aunt-in-law is a tough guy. Even the materials for building the Great Wall had to be bought from her face. She is truly a talented person.

Seeing that the brother and sister were silent, the aunt waved to the door: "A Xu, come quickly! Come and meet your brother and sister!"

She pulled in a young man in his early twenties who was unkempt and looked listless.

"This is my grandson Qiu Xu." My aunt smiled so hard that her teeth were showing. "He is your brother. He just graduated from university this year."

"Really? Which school?" Ji Shumiao asked coldly.

Qiu Xu's eyes wandered, and he said in a whisper, "I forgot."

Can you forget this?

Ji Shumiao was shocked.

Ji Shuwei tugged at Ji Shulang and whispered, "He graduated from a technical secondary school. I don't know which school it was, but I heard he didn't get his diploma."

My aunt-in-law said anxiously, "Hey, hey, hey, what did Shu say to you? Our Ah Xu is a serious college student, just like you!"

"Oh yes, the same." Ji Shuwei nodded. He knew very well that he shouldn't argue with fools, so he just went along with what she said.

The aunt-in-law looked very proud and started to lecture him like an elder: "Shulang, I want to talk to you. Why can you let Shuwei be an accountant but not our Axu when we are both college students? We are all brothers, you can't favor one over the other!"

Ji Shulang resisted the urge to roll his eyes: "Does he know what current assets and non-current assets are? What is owner's equity and what is current liabilities?"

"Speak!" The aunt-in-law pushed Qiu Xu.

Qiu Xu lowered his head and said after a while: "No... I don't know."

"You're still a college student? You don't even know this?" The aunt-in-law slapped him on the back in frustration, then turned around and continued to smile at the brother and sister, "He doesn't know he can learn. You two are still elementary school students and junior high school students, and you've become big bosses, so he can do it too."

Lang Ge's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot: "Then let him sit in my seat?"

"That won't work. Just let him be a factory manager." My aunt-in-law pointed at Liao Da. "He is an outsider, but he can be a factory manager. We are relatives."

Liao Da, who was caught in the crossfire, pointed at himself and said, "Huh?"

Ji Shumiao couldn't stand it anymore and really wanted to call the police. He said weakly: "Dung beetle yawns, what a loud breath~"

They didn't finish their meal and got up and left.

Seeing that they paid the bill before leaving, my aunt-in-law took Qiu Xu to pack up the remaining dishes.

Ji Shumiao was not full, so the brother and sister went to eat at a street stall before returning to the hotel.

Ji Shumiao sighed: "Every time I see my weird relatives, I need the little angel Zechuan to save my fragile and injured heart."