Siheyuan: Returning to 61 to collect waste

The two nodded slightly, staring at Ye Chuan driving the jeep slowly away from the noisy commercial city. In the next half month, Ye Chuan finally got rid of the busy rhythm of going to work day after day, and changed to reading time in the evening and sleeping peacefully in the morning.

Ye Yongshun, the father, still expressed dissatisfaction with his son's choice, thinking that it was incomprehensible for him to give up a stable career to start a business. In contrast, Liu Yue, the mother, was very happy because her son's daily company and warmth of talking to her made her feel the happy time of her family.

Tong Yao enjoyed it even more because she could go to school with her husband to pick up and drop off her children every day, fulfilling her long-cherished wish.

Although Ye Chuan enjoyed a leisurely life at home, he did not neglect his career planning. In December 1979, he successfully obtained the first business license issued by Beijing to an individual business owner. According to his recollection, this honor was usually attributed to individual businesses in an industrial city in the south in the early 1980s, not the capital.

Therefore, being the first to obtain this license in Beijing and even nationwide is not only a small step for an individual, but also opens a new chapter for promoting the local and even national private economy. This also depends on the special handling attitude of relevant departments such as Chen Feiming towards special matters.

After obtaining the license, the most urgent task at the moment is to wait for the arrival of Japanese partner Aoi Rie. Setting up a factory requires not only finding a suitable site, but more importantly, obtaining advanced camera technology and related production equipment, which are difficult for him to achieve on his own.

Because Rie Aoi has a foreign background and is the head of the cosmetics company Dino, she will not encounter any obstacles when purchasing equipment of any type or scale.

Even though Beijing was the first to legalize individual business operators, the business environment in the south, such as Zhejiang and areas near **, is obviously more favorable, far exceeding that in the north.

While waiting for the Japanese partner, Ye Chuan began to build a sales team, led by Xia Zhongyuan, the former sales manager of the Second Electronics Factory, who had profound industry experience and rich customer resources. With the strong network of contacts he had built over a long period of time, there was every reason to believe that there would be no difficulty in selling any products.

As the New Year gradually approached, the dawn of 800 AD came, accompanied by the auspicious snow just after the Spring Festival, which covered the capital with silver and white clothes. In these days without official duties, Ye Chuan made a fire and boiled tea in the yard, feeling extremely comfortable.

The children were laughing and building snowmen in the courtyard, and the faces of the family members were filled with warm smiles. "Mother, please bring the old-fashioned copper pot that has been passed down from generation to generation. The whole family is going to have a lively mutton hot pot tonight!" Ye Chuan said with a smile.

Liu Yue also agreed with the idea of ​​eating mutton in such a bad climate, and said with a smile: "That's right, this is most suitable."

On the other side, Ye Yongshun tasted the tea in his hand and said with a slightly unhappy tone: "You do nothing all day long, and you still expect to eat and drink well? Don't regret it when you are hungry in the future."

Tong Yao and Ye Hansu burst into laughter at this remark. Facing his father's ridicule, Ye Chuan just smiled bitterly and shook his head. Although he had some thoughts in his heart, he did not dare to argue directly. "You always say that I want to start a business, why don't you see me busy outside?"

"Dad, doing business is not like setting up a street stall! I have already obtained the self-employed business license, and now I just lack the start-up capital. Once the funds are in place, you won't be able to see me even if you want to!" Ye Chuan explained helplessly.

"I don't miss you!" Ye Yongshun said coldly.

Ye Hansu suppressed her laughter and took a sip of tea. Her father was very powerful in the family, but he didn't even dare to breathe in front of her grandfather. If she told the elders about this, they would definitely not believe it.

Ye Chuan had a smile on his face. He had a lot more free time recently, and bickering with the old man had become an interesting thing.

At this time, there was a faint knock on the door, and the two children who were playing heard it. Ye Weiqing excitedly ran to the door and opened it.

"Dad, Uncle Han is here!"

Ye Weiqing ran back and shouted loudly, and Fatty Han followed him in with big strides.

"Da Zhuang, what's the matter?" Seeing that there was a guest at home, Ye Yongshun didn't want to argue with his son anymore, so he said hello and went back to the house.

"Brother Ye, you sent Brother Zhongyuan and Brother Jianshe out, leaving me alone with nothing to do. These days, I've been doing nothing but sleeping. The more I sleep, the more uneasy I feel. I want to talk to you." Fatty Han has been worrying and resting these days, and he couldn't help but come to Ye Chuan to complain.

"I have quite free time, don't I?" Ye Chuan said with a smile.

"Or you can give me something to do!" Fatty Han sat down opposite Ye Chuan, picked up a cup of tea and drank it all in one gulp, but he jumped up because of the scald.

Ye Chuan poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip slowly, and then said slowly: "I really have something to talk to you about."

Fatty Han's eyes lit up: "What's the matter? Please assign me some work! I really don't know what else I can do besides sleeping."

Ye Chuan smiled and said, "I estimate that the funds will be in place soon, but we don't have any workers yet. There is no rush. Probably no one will want to start a new ** enterprise at the end of the year. You can slowly look for it first, and try to get it done after the New Year!"

"Brother Ye, don't worry, I'll take care of this! But how much do we charge for hiring a worker per month?"

Ye Chuan thought for a moment before saying, "Ordinary workers will get 50 yuan a month, and skilled workers can get more. As for other management personnel, you can discuss it with Zhongyuan and Jianshe."

"50 yuan a month?" Fatty Han asked in surprise.

Although it was 1980, the wage increase was not much compared to the 60s, and the average worker's monthly income was usually around or yuan.

Fatty Han knew that even in a small company, offering a high salary of 50 yuan would attract many people.

After Fatty Han left, Tong Yao asked with some concern: "Ye Chuan, isn't it a bit too much for a new worker to get 50 yuan?"

She had been in school for so many years, and finally got promoted to a teacher with the help of Ye Chuan, but she could only get 66 yuan a month. It was unimaginable that a new worker could get 5 yuan.

Ye Chuan held the other person's hand and said, "Yaoyao, things are going to change. Our workers can't always get such a low salary. I just gave them a raise in advance. By then, a large number of experienced workers will be attracted by the high salary. When other factories react, where can they find workers as good as us?"

“But even if we raise wages, there’s no need to raise them that much, right? The average wage for workers who have just joined the factory is only 20 yuan, and we’ve doubled it!” Tong Yao didn’t have the foresight that Ye Chuan had, so she was naturally worried about this.

"What's 50 yuan? It won't be long before our Chinese workers can earn hundreds or even thousands of yuan! As society progresses, China will play an important role in the world. By then, it won't be uncommon for workers to earn a million yuan a year."

Tong Yao felt that it was unrealistic. Yi Zhonghai, who lived in the courtyard, used to earn 99 yuan a month, which was already a top-paid tycoon. How could he earn a million yuan a year? She thought her husband was just dreaming.

"What? You don't believe it?" Ye Chuan said with a smile.

"Do not believe!"

"Would you like to make a bet?" "What?"

"If I don't do it within ten years, I lose. If I do, you lose!"

"No problem!" Tong Yao answered confidently. After all, there was no essential difference in the workers' wages whether it was ten years ago or twenty-three years ago. How could there be such a big change in ten years?

In mid-January 1980, a plane from an island country landed at Beijing International Airport. A fashionable woman walked off the plane with a teenage girl. The mother and daughter caused speculation among the passengers on the same plane. From the appearance, the woman seemed to be in her early twenties and could not be the girl's mother, but the girl obviously called her "Mom".

The ones who got off the plane were Rie Aoi and 17-year-old Ye Hanyi. This time they were no longer on a restricted trip, but came to Beijing freely without too many constraints.

However, there are not many hotels in Beijing that can accommodate foreigners, and only a few foreign hotels are qualified.

Ye Chuan originally planned to let the mother and daughter live in his newly purchased "437" courtyard house, but considering the current unclear situation, he had to give up.

After settling in the two-courtyard house, Ye Chuan spent a lot of money to buy five more such courtyard houses. One of them was prepared for Rie Aoi and her daughter, and the remaining four were prepared to be left to his four children or used for investment.

Ye Chuan was waiting outside the airport in a jeep. When he saw the two men, he hurriedly got out of the car and took the five large suitcases.

"Dad, I miss you so much!" Ye Hanyi couldn't wait to hug Ye Chuan, and Li Hui Kuizi was so angry that she just stared at the side.

"My Han Yi has grown up so much?" Ye Chuan hugged his daughter, touched her hair and said with a smile.

"Ye Jun, we can finally be together!" After eighteen years, Rie Aoi finally said this, and she felt like crying.

"Why are you crying? Even though we have gone through all these years, we are still young. Isn't this a reason to be happy?" "Yes, it is indeed worth celebrating!" Rie Aoi wiped her tears and nodded in response.

"Let's get in the car quickly, it's very cold outside!" Ye Chuan put his luggage in the car, leaving only one empty space in the trunk.

However, what Li Hui Kuizi didn't expect was that Ye Hanyi quickly opened the passenger door and got in first. "You, you naughty little girl!" Li Hui Kuizi couldn't help but scold.

"Mom, I haven't ridden with Dad for a long time. This time I want to sit side by side with Dad!" Ye Hanyi said coquettishly.

Seeing this, Ye Chuan smiled cheerfully, comforted Rie Aoiko and got into the car, then stepped on the accelerator and rushed to the pre-booked foreign-related hotel. The current foreign-related hotels have very strict security checks, and you must hold a passport to enter, which is a problem for Ye Chuan.

Fortunately, they mastered the authentic island language and successfully fooled the security guards, who mistook them for a family of three, allowing them to pass unhindered.