Zhou Zhigang, who is at home, has worked and been busy for half his life, and now he is suddenly free, feeling somewhat out of sorts.
It was pretty good when I just came back. I felt like I was finally free and could have a good rest.
But after resting and resting, the food no longer tastes good.
The TV at home has been replaced with a color one, and there are more TV channels than before. The home is becoming more and more luxurious, but Zhou Zhigang keeps walking around the house, not knowing what to do, and feeling a little irritable.
Li Suhua, who was happily knitting a sweater on the side, felt annoyed that he was wandering around in front of her, "You make me dizzy when you walk around.
If you want to watch TV, just sit down and watch TV with me.
If you want to go for a walk, leave quickly."
When Zhou Zhigang heard the sound, he sighed and took out his cigarette. Li Suhua saw, "Smoking less, it's not good for your health."
"Oh, you can knit your sweater, I can't stop you from watching TV." Zhou Zhigang said upset.
When we first came back, the two wives kissed each other and talked endlessly all day long. This month has passed, hey, they no longer care about each other.
Li Suhua rolled her eyes at him and was too lazy to pay attention to him.
Zhou Zhigang stood up and walked to the door, but just after taking a few steps, the phone rang at home. He turned around and saw that the festive red landline was covered by a small handkerchief. Li Suhua's baby was afraid of dust and other stains.
"Answer the phone." Li Suhua was watching TV in excitement and glanced at Zhou Zhigang.
Zhou Zhigang looked at the constantly ringing phone and felt that it is so convenient now. The phone can be brought into the house. You must know that when he left in 1981, the house did not have this. Now it has changed too much. Refrigerators, air conditioners...
He studied for a long time.
Sighing, he answered the phone.
"Dad, I'm Bingkun.
Are you retired?"
When Zhou Zhigang heard the voice of his youngest son, he turned back and glanced at Li Suhua, "Well, I've been back for a while."
"Who's calling? Bingkun? Bingyi?" Li Suhua, who was watching TV, asked.
"Bingkun." Zhou Zhigang replied, and then continued to talk to the phone, "I have something to call back. It's expensive."
Qian Wen was speechless. He had never hidden his wealth. Walking at night in brocade clothes was not his habit.
"It's nothing. Even if you get home, you won't call me. I'll ask.
By the way, since you are retired, you and my mother can come and play with me.
Anyway, being idle at home is nothing but idleness.”
"No!" Zhou Zhigang refused without thinking.
Qian Wen knew this would happen, so he smiled and didn't care, "Okay, I'll go back to see you and my mother in a while.
By the way, I'll have some seafood shipped back. It should be here soon. Remember to eat it now and don't put it away.
Aunt Zhang can do it."
Zhou Zhigang looked towards the kitchen not far away, where a figure was busy.
Aunt Zhang was invited by Qian Wen to take care of Li Suhua.
Zheng's mother passed away the year before last, and she passed away peacefully. After graduating from Guangming Middle School Normal School, she became a junior high school teacher, got married, and gave birth to children. Zheng's mother witnessed the family's prosperity step by step, and her children all had happy families. She spent a peaceful night
Went away with a smile.
Qian Wen and Zheng Juan rushed back to give Feng Guang a grand burial.
Because Zheng's mother left, Guangming and his wife could no longer live in Lao Zhou's house, so they took the initiative to move out.
Of course Qian Wen didn't care. Guangming was as close as his family. What's wrong with living in Lao Zhou's house?
In the end, Zheng Juan paid for the renovation of the Zheng family's old house and built a small second floor.
Guangming then lived back. He wanted to bring Li Suhua to Shencheng, but Li Suhua was unwilling. Zhou Rong, who had finished graduate school, wasted a few years in the capital, returned to Jichun, and chose to teach at Jida.
Jichun City was under the care of Guangming, Zhou Rong also went back, and Li Suhua refused to go with them. Qian Wen had no choice but to hire an aunt to take care of the family.
At first, she was quite worried. She basically called to greet her once a day. Later, Li Suhua adjusted her mentality very quickly and was able to eat and sleep. Gradually, they also accepted this situation.
Now that Zhou Zhigang has retired and gone back, Qian Wen is even more relieved.
"I know, it's my mother-in-law's.
He is still a big business person, nothing like him." Zhou Zhigang complained.
Qian Wen couldn't help but smile.
"Then I'll hang up."
Zhou Zhigang hesitated for a moment and said, "Wait a minute."
Qian Wen stopped and asked, "What's going on?"
"Um...uh..." Zhou Zhigang seemed to want to say something, but he was a little embarrassed and hesitant.
"Dad, what happened at home?" Qian Wen asked with a frown.
Zhou Zhigang is either hesitant or hesitant, or he is old now, and he still looked very angry and old-fashioned even on the phone call just now.
"No, my family is very nice.
It's just... it's just... I'm too busy at home, can you find something for me to do?" The sound from the front was quite normal, but as it went to the back, the sound became quieter, and finally it became the sound of mosquitoes and ants.
The current receiver was just mediocre. Qian Wen really didn't hear what Zhou Zhigang said at the end. He said loudly, "What did you say? I'm too busy at home. Please speak louder~"
"Let me find a job for you and me. My bones are itching for idleness. Do you hear me clearly now?" Zhou Zhigang replied in a yelling manner, with a bit of anger.
Qian Wen was stunned. Is it necessary to make such a loud noise? I'm not deaf.
I pressed my ears, and there was a sudden buzzing sound.
"Can't stop? What do you want to do?
It’s only been a month since I retired, why don’t I take a break for three to five months, and then wait until next year after this year?”
"Just tell me if you have any recommended jobs. There are so many words."
I asked my son for a job, which made Zhou Zhigang feel awkward and his words were much more arrogant than usual.
"Isn't it good to rest at home..."
Before Qian Wen finished speaking, Zhou Zhigang hung up the phone.
Listening to the blind sound in his ears, Qian Wen opened his mouth.
"Bingkun, what's wrong?" Zhou Bingyi stood up and walked over.
The female employee who had just given a tea art performance had already sensed the fun and left.
Qian Wen put down the phone and spread his hands towards Zhou Bingyi, "The old man's body is really getting stronger."
Zhou Bingyi smiled, "What are you talking about?"
"The old man can't sit still and asked me to introduce him to a job.
I think I have been busy all my life, and now I have everything I need at home. It would be nice to have some free time. It would be great to play chess and hang out with old friends.
After just a word of advice, the old man gave up and hung up the phone."
"Hehehe." Zhou Bingyi laughed out loud when he heard his kick.
The two sat back.
No one was asked to come in, so the two of them were fine and quiet. Qian Wen and Zhou Bingyi looked at the floor-to-ceiling windows, the endless flow of traffic outside, and the busy construction, casually drinking tea and chatting.
"Shenzhen City is developing too fast. I heard that it used to be a small fishing village, but now..." Zhou Bingyi suddenly said with emotion while chatting.
He had not been here long, but looking at Shencheng, which was countless times more prosperous than Jichun City, he felt a little melancholy for his hometown, which was now stagnant and even regressing.
Qian Wen also sighed, "Look at the slogans on the streets and alleys.
Time is money, efficiency is life.
It’s hard to think about it quickly, it’s all money.
Money moves people's hearts, and everyone is risking their lives to make money."
"Yes, I really learned a lot this time when I came here to study."
"Let's not talk about it anymore. Shencheng's success cannot be separated from the support from above. Otherwise, it may develop so fast and it will be too difficult to copy.
By the way, how is my sister-in-law’s father’s health?”
Hao's father retired from his position as provincial governor.
They had been out of school for many years. They returned to school in 1981. A few months later, Hao's father suddenly fell ill and became critically ill.
After Qian Wen learned the news, he followed Hao Dongmei and hurried back.
You can't die yet, they haven't made a fortune yet, slap in the face, who told you to leave!
After Hao's mother negotiated and Qian Wen's efforts, Hao's father was pulled back from the hell gate.
It's just that after a serious illness, my body has also become paralyzed, and now I walk with a trembling hand and a cane.
Qian Wen did not accept their thanks. After confirming that Hao's father would not leave casually, he returned to the capital.
Now the old Zhou family has gradually become prosperous, and everyone has grown significantly, but the Hao family looks at them with suspicion, and he feels that they are still a little bit behind.
So I am more concerned about Hao's father's physical condition.
"It's getting worse and worse. Now she can only use a wheelchair, but my mother-in-law's body is quite strong." Zhou Bingyi said calmly.
Now he is just 40 years old and will soon be promoted to a department-level cadre. The leaders of the department pay attention to him. It can be said that his career has been smooth.
He has long since lost his inferiority complex when facing the Hao family.
Over the years, the attitude of Hao's parents towards him has changed drastically. They no longer ignored him indifferently, and they also gave him more advice on his official career.
He is now moving towards his original idea step by step.
"Well, they are all quite young."
Qian Wen was not sarcastic about this, because the Hao family has gradually become inferior to the old Zhou family. It is inevitable that the old Zhou family will surpass the Hao family, and ridicule has no sense of achievement.
Dong Dong Dong~
There was a gentle knock on the office door.
"Come in."
Secretary Lu pushed open the door and walked in, holding a square, palm-sized box in his hand.
He put it down respectfully, smiled politely at Zhou Bingyi, turned around and went out.
Qian Wen picked up the box and pushed it in front of Zhou Bingyi.
"This is?" Zhou Bingyi was confused.
The box has the words "Wantong Chinese Character Pager" written on it.
He knew about pagers, but this Wantong Chinese character pager? Aren't pagers all digital?
"A pager, commonly known as a pager, is what people call a pager," Qian Wen said with a smile.
"I know. What's it for me? It's too expensive. It costs several thousand." Zhou Bingyi hurriedly shied away.
Qian Wen gave him a look of disdain, "Why is your face so big?
Did you say it was for you?
This is for my sister-in-law. This thing is convenient to use and can deal with anything in time.
Please help me carry it to my sister-in-law."
Zhou Bingyi was stunned, but still refused and pushed the box back, "It's too expensive."
"It's not expensive. It's developed by ourselves and produced by our own factory." Qian Wen said lightly.
Zhou Bingyi was really shocked at this. What is a BB machine? Nowadays, people can become households worth ten thousand yuan by reselling it. They produce and develop it themselves? He stuttered and said, "You... your company's factory produced it yourself?"
Qian Wen shrugged, picked up the box and opened it directly, pointed at Zhou Bingyi and said, "Superheterodyne receiver, decoder, button control part, and display screen.
These are all independently developed by our company.
And it is not the digital pager from Motorola, but the first one and the first Chinese character pager.
Our company’s R&D department has also compiled ‘Chinese character information and its coded character set for paging communications’
Not long ago, the paging stations in coastal cities and several inland cities have reached cooperation with us and have launched Chinese character paging systems, which is much more convenient than digital pagers and more suitable for Chinese people."
The Chinese character pager was supposed to appear a few years later, but now because Qian Wen has some advanced technology, it is several years ahead of schedule.
I don’t know, maybe Zhou Bingyi doesn’t know much about the business in the mall, but it’s also about research and development, and it’s about communication and information. It can be imagined that the company in my hands is different from that of ordinary businessmen. It is obviously one or even several levels higher.
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"Bingkun, it seems I still underestimate you.
I thought you just opened hotels, Chinese and Western restaurants, shopping malls, and factories to process parts for foreign companies to make profits.
Now it seems that you are building your own business empire.
We have a research and development center, and I heard that this thing costs money every second." Zhou Bingyi said while looking at the pager in his hand.
"It's okay, what do you do to make money?
The R&D center takes a long-term view and doesn’t want to be stuck in the future, so it has to have a few patents in its hands to feel at ease.”
Qian Wen said with a smile.
His group structure has been composed of four legs: investment holding, research and development, industry, and network from the beginning.
Now we just have abundant funds and are slowly expanding.
Investment is to invest in unicorn industries and companies with a forward-looking vision.
For example, Warwick, which was established in Shenzhen last year, he got involved, as did other companies that were just emerging.
Research and development, just like the pager just now, is now emerging and will set off a wave of bb machines. He has stepped in to earn a reputation for the group and earn research and development expenses. Later, there will be advanced research and development of PHS and other technological projects.
Patents are a good thing, just like the various material ratios and various cancer-targeted drugs he has in his hands. He has established subsidiaries, and these will be gradually released one by one, earning him foreign exchange to develop trade.
Industry, Zhou Bingyi also said, is about people's livelihood, food, clothing, housing and transportation. He is now building his own industrial brand.
Needless to say, the future of the Internet has just begun.
It seems that the structure is a bit huge, but there are steps in it, and it is relatively easy to develop step by step.
Besides, he prefers to invest and let others make money for him.
"No wonder Yao Lisong said you were awesome." Zhou Bingyi said.
"Yao Lisong?
I met the chairman of Shangneng Group once, but we didn’t talk in detail,” Qian Wen recalled.
"Well, my comrade in the Corps is very... transparent." Zhou Bingyi used this word to describe Yao Lisong.
Qian Wen smiled and didn't answer, "Transparent? Smooth and shrewd, right?"
Shencheng is so big, Shangneng is a state-owned enterprise, and Yao Lisong is the chairman, so he has heard some rumors.
Zhou Bingyi really took a break from his busy schedule and chatted with him leisurely for a while. After sitting for less than two hours, he left in a hurry and said that he would go home to see Kangkang and the others when he was done.
Qian Wen looked at the scenery outside the window, thought about Zhou Zhigang's retirement for a while, and then started working again.
After a daily social gathering, Qian Wen opened the door and walked into his mansion in Shencheng at night, smelling slightly drunk.
The two big golden retrievers who were playing with Ming Ming Yingying in the living room heard a noise with their ears. They left their little master behind and ran towards the door, their tails swaying very happily.
"Dad is back." Ming Mingyingying cheered and followed.
The two little ones have grown up a lot and are now in elementary school. But at the same time, they are becoming more naughty and energetic, and they are not as obedient as Kangkang was before.
As soon as Qian Wen entered the door, he was head-butted by two furry dogs. If he hadn't been strong, he would have been knocked down even though he smelled of alcohol.
"Big Mao, Ermao is ready, go and play by yourself." Qian Wen rubbed the dog's head vigorously. As soon as the furry child left, two more furry children hung in his arms.
One hugged his arm and the other slapped his neck.
Qian Wen slapped each of the two kids on the buttocks, making them giggle.
I changed my shoes, hung two pendants, and walked to the living room.
Kangkang was not in the living room, and Zheng Juan just came down from the second floor.
"Mingming Yingying, dad has been tired for a day, come down quickly and play with Damao and the others." Zheng Juan came over and hugged Mingming and the others gently.
"It's okay, I'm strong." Qian Wen made a Popeye gesture towards Zheng Juan.
Zheng Juan rolled her eyes at him and drove the child to Mao Baozi. Qian Wen was lying comfortably on the sofa.
"Let's soak your feet. Aunt Zhao made soup today. It's delicious. By the way, do you want to eat?" Zheng Juan rolled up her sleeves slightly, smoothed her hair and tucked it behind her ears.
"Stop working so hard, let me hold you for a while." Qian Wen hugged Zheng Juan, who was about to prepare a foot bath, and buried his head on her soft belly.
Zheng Juan smiled tenderly and stood there quietly, holding him.
After a while, Zheng Juan gently smoothed his hair and said softly, "Okay, I'll ask Aunt Zhao to prepare soup for you. Drink it to make your stomach feel better, and soak your feet for a while to relieve fatigue."
"Yeah." Qian Wen responded, but still didn't let go of his hand on Zheng Juan's waist.
It wasn't until Kangkang, who was studying on the second floor, came downstairs that Qian Wen let go of Zheng Juan.
Aunt Zhao brought the milky white soup and Qian Wen took a sip, then took a big sip. It was really delicious.
Soak your feet comfortably to relieve the fatigue after a day.
At night, the children all went to bed, and Qian Wen enjoyed Zheng Juan's tenderness.
