Chapter 80 Spring Festival, Hello Year of the Tiger
"Brother Zhou, there is something wrong with this Yang Ling!" Xu Wenshan said: "Today I asked him to discuss business and asked him to provide me with some VCD motherboards. He actually offered us a price of 400 yuan, and it was not a penny.
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Zhou Aiguo fell silent on the phone. Since Yang Ling wanted to meet Xu Wenshan, it meant that he still hoped to promote business.
But after meeting Xu Wenshan, Yang Ling showed enough strength without any compromise. It didn't look like he was talking about business.
Zhou Aiguo had been calm in the past few weeks, waiting for Yang Ling to come to him to discuss business.
But it has been almost a month since Yang Ling went back and forth. Not only did Yang Ling not take the initiative to talk to him about business, but he also didn't even call him. What the hell is this?
Zhou Aiguo was a little out of sorts.
He knew very well that this business of renovating VCDs would definitely make money.
Zhou Aiguo swallowed my saliva and said, "Well, the Spring Festival will be celebrated in a few days. After the Spring Festival, you call him and make an appointment. The three of us will have a meal together and have a good talk."
Liu Wen was indeed very careful in her work. Not only did she clean the factory according to Yang Ling's requirements, but she also used Yang Ling's activity funds to repair some damaged facilities in the factory.
When Yang Ling walked into the factory, she felt that the factory building she bought for 30,000 yuan was a huge profit.
Although the area of the factory is only 500 square meters, there is also a garden of about 500 square meters outside the factory.
Liu Wen had people clear away the weeds and bushes in the painting, leaving behind a circle of trimmed ivy and sunflower chrysanthemums that had not yet sprouted.
Yang Ling joked: "For example, if I work here, even if I live here, I think the environment is pretty good."
Liu Wen was very happy when she heard Yang Ling praising herself like this.
She took Yang Ling's hand and came to a corner of the factory.
This is a separate suite in the factory. The room is decorated very warmly. Next to the big wooden bed is a bedside table. There is a vase on the bedside table with a few bunches of dry reeds. It looks very charming.
On the wall, there is also a little bear woven with dry reeds, which looks very cute.
"Did you knit it?" Yang Ling asked.
Liu Wen nodded happily and said, "Yes, isn't it cute?"
Yang Ling scratched Liu Wen's nose and said, "I didn't expect you to have such skills."
When talking about this kind of thing, Liu Wen became melancholy again.
"When I was a child, I loved art. When I was studying, I thought I would become an excellent painter when I grew up." Liu Wen said with a wry smile: "Unfortunately, this is all a dream after all."
Yang Ling said: "Don't be afraid of being too late to dream. Our era will get better and better. I'm afraid you can't imagine that in the next few decades, girls will sing and dance in front of their mobile phones and make money without going to work."
Liu Wen obviously didn't understand what Yang Ling meant.
Yang Ling also discovered that Liu Wen has another advantage, that is, she is very careful and has a very good aesthetic sense.
In 1998, it was rare to be able to decorate a small room with such minimalist beauty and such skill.
Yang Ling said: "This place will be able to open after the Spring Festival. Thank you for your hard work."
The two men tidied up the factory again and blocked the equipment with oilcloth.
Yang Ling then locked the factory door.
Yang Ling asked Liu Wen: "How will you spend the Spring Festival?"?
When asked this question, Yang Ling suddenly felt a little regretful.
Because he knew that Liu Wen was alone and had no relatives or friends in Jiangcheng.
During this period, Yang Ling also rented a house for Liu Wen. The price was not high, only 200 yuan a month, but the environment was still good and it was in the city center.
Liu Wen forced a smile and said: "During the Spring Festival, my friends from Shenzhen City will come to see me. You don't have to worry about it. You can just stay at home and spend time with Su Yi and uncle."
Yang Ling nodded and said nothing.
After sending Liu Wen to her residence, Yang Ling took the car home.
January 27, 1998, New Year's Eve.
Lao Yang's house in the family area of Jiangcheng Steel Factory.
"Here comes the food!" Su Yi brought a pot of hodgepodge and placed it on the table.
This is a local traditional Spring Festival dish in Jiangcheng County.
Stewed chicken, meatballs, mushrooms, crispy pork, etc., all the meat and vegetables are mixed together. After they are cooked, they are steamed in a pot. When the pot is filled with water, the vegetables are ready.
Looking back at this kind of food more than 10 or 20 years later, I think it is boring and not delicious.
But in this era, people's material conditions are relatively scarce, and they all want to treat themselves and their families to the most delicious food on New Year's Eve.
Su Yi is very good at making crispy pork. The pork is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, fragrant but not greasy.
Yang Ling laughed twice and said, "Today is New Year's Eve, everyone has gifts."
Yang Ling first took out two bottles of Maotai and a Huazi, handed them to Yang Jianqiang and said: "Dad, this is the Chinese New Year. There are enough tobacco and alcohol, but you still have to pay attention to your health."
During the period before the Spring Festival, Yang Jianqiang worked in Jiangzhou. Without financial pressure, his mood improved a lot and he also gained weight.
Yang Jianqiang accepted the cigarette unceremoniously and said with a smile: "Boy, my New Year's wish is very simple. You two will give me a big fat grandson as soon as possible."
Su Yi's face turned red.
Yang Ling took out the down jacket and pager he bought from the Shenzhen market and handed them to Su Yi, saying, "Wife, you have really worked hard in the past year. Today, our family's life will get better and better."
Su Yi looked at the trendy down jackets and new pagers with red eyes.
She knew that all her efforts were worth it, and she also believed that she had not misjudged the person, and that the pressure was worth entrusting her with for a lifetime.
Su Yi looked at the fashionable down jacket and said, "These clothes cost a lot of money. You want to start a business now, so don't waste money."
Yang Ling picked up the off-white down jacket and put it on Su Yi, and said, "I bought this in Shenzhen City. You can't find the same style in Jiangzhou. This color matches your skin very well."
If Su Yi went to buy clothes by herself, she would never buy clothes of this style.
It's not because the style of the clothes is not good-looking, but because no one in the small county makes such a combination, so she doesn't dare to wear it herself.
But after letting Yang Ling put the clothes on her body, she felt that this style of clothes really looked good.
Su Yi stood in front of the mirror, very happy.
Su Yi's beauty has a noble and inviolable temperament. After wearing such clothes, even if she travels thirty years later, she will still be an absolute beauty.
Yang Ling looked at his lower abdomen and said, "I think dad is right, we should have a child."
The Spring Festival Gala was playing on TV, and Faye Wong and Na Ying were singing "Come on, come on, see you in 1998."
Outside the window, a girl wearing gray and white down was standing downstairs in the family area, looking at the lights upstairs in front of her with a smile on her lips.
"What does it feel like to have a New Year's Eve dinner as a family?"