After Zhao Shanhe rode to the door, he did not go in directly. Instead, he honked the horn at the door and started shouting.
"Qiu Ya, wife!"
Soon, Li Qiuya came out wearing an apron. When she saw King Suzuki, she was stunned on the spot.
"Shanhe, whose motorcycle are you riding?"
"Whose?"
Zhao Shanhe raised his chin slightly proudly.
"Ours! Qiu Ya, let's go. Stop cooking and take you for a drive. Let's eat out tonight."
"Ah, you bought a motorcycle? How much does it cost?"
Li Qiuya shouted in surprise, stepped forward and walked around King Suzuki, looking here and there, with a look of disbelief on his face.
"How is it? Does it look good?" Zhao Shanhe asked after driving the car.
"It looks good, but mountains and rivers, how much does this cost?" Li Qiuya asked.
“Not expensive, not expensive.”
As Zhao Shanhe said this, he stepped forward to help her take off her apron, locked the courtyard door, and then picked up Li Qiuya and put her in the back seat.
"Here, put on your helmet!"
Zhao Shanhe started the motorcycle, turned around and said: "Sit tight, let's go!"
"I have no regrets. I made my decision willingly. Don't ask whether it was destined."
"If it is a mistake, never pay attention to it. The fate is still unclear. Reality and ideals are difficult to distinguish clearly, and the two hands are not separated."
"Although life is short, I have no regrets traveling with you across the sky and the coast."
…
Zhao Shanhe, who was riding the Suzuki King, recalled the classic passage from "If the Heaven Is Loved" in his mind and couldn't help but sing.
Although he is not Liu Tianwang, he has stronger emotions than Liu Tianwang.
He will never let go of Li Qiuya's hand again in this life.
Why wasn't Li Qiuya excited when she heard Zhao Shanhe singing?
Thinking of what Zhao Shanhe was like before and how much he had changed now, her heart was filled with sweet happiness.
Li Qiuya instinctively put her arms around Zhao Shanhe's waist and rested her head on the latter's generous back.
If possible, she hoped to ride with Zhao Shanhe all the way.
Zhao Shanhe took Li Qiuya to have a meal outside and then returned home.
After the two of them finished washing, Zhao Shanhe pulled Li Qiuya and said, "Qiuya, have you thought about what I told you?"
"What's the matter?" Li Qiuya asked, holding a tea cup.
"Didn't you say that I would quit my job after I earned 100,000 yuan?" Zhao Shanhe said with a smile.
"Resign?"
Li Qiuya raised her eyebrows, shook her head, and said with some embarrassment: "Shanhe, I know you are doing it for my own good, but let me think about it again."
"Oh well."
Zhao Shanhe knew that Li Qiuya had a strong personality and was not the kind of person who only wanted to enjoy happiness, so he did not force her.
"By the way, don't you want to know how much you paid for that Suzuki King?" Zhao Shanhe followed.
"How much?" Li Qiuya asked curiously.
"Twenty thousand!" Zhao Shanhe raised two fingers and said.
"How much? Twenty thousand!"
Li Qiuya stood up immediately and said excitedly: "Shanhe, you actually spent 20,000 yuan to buy a motorcycle? How can you spend money so lavishly?"
"That's not a small amount of money. There are a lot of things that need money in your factory right now. You..."
"Qiu Ya, don't worry, I'll show you something."
Zhao Shanhe looked at the emotional Li Qiuya and said with a mysterious smile.
"Look at this!"
With that said, he handed over a bankbook.
"This is……"
Li Qiuya opened it suspiciously, and the moment she saw the numbers on it, her words suddenly stopped.
Then she suddenly raised her head, her eyes widened in disbelief, and her voice trembled.
"One hundred million... two hundred thousand! Shanhe, where did you get the two hundred thousand?"
"Of course I earn it from selling popsicles. We can't do anything illegal."
Zhao Shanhe enjoyed Li Qiuya's surprised expression and said calmly.
"Tell me, how much money can I earn from going to the promotion meeting this time?" Li Qiuya asked, suppressing the excitement in her heart.
"If we take it all back, we can get almost 300,000 yuan!" Zhao Shanhe said with a smile.
"Three...three hundred thousand?" Li Qiuya covered her mouth, still unable to believe it.
"Qiu Ya, this is why I asked you to resign, because I can make money to support you now. This two hundred thousand is just the beginning. I will make more and more money later, so that you can live a stable life without worries about food and clothing.
day."
Zhao Shanhe gently held Li Qiuya in his arms, lowered his head and spoke softly.
"Qiu Ya, do you believe me?"
"Shanhe, I believe, I always believe in you."
Li Qiuya hugged Zhao Shanhe tightly and refused to let go.
Under the light, the two figures hugged each other sweetly, like glue.
…
In the next two days, Shanqiu Beverage Factory continued to work overtime.
As an employee in the factory, Song Yuncheng worked overtime without any complaints.
When he was working at the ice factory, he was known for being honest and kind, and even more so now. He never complained or grumbled, he just kept his head down and worked.
Who makes him earn more money now than before, which makes him feel very satisfied.
Song Yuncheng sometimes wonders why Zhao Shanhe didn't buy the ice factory in advance. If he had done so in advance, wouldn't his life be better?
After work that day, he rode his semi-new permanent bicycle home.
As soon as he turned an intersection, he was stopped by a person. When he saw who the person who stopped him was, he was a little surprised.
"Hey, Lao Bi, why is it you?"
That's right, the person blocking the road is Bi Yuntao, the market manager of Malu Street Night Market.
Of course, it should be said that he is the former manager now. Because he has been expelled from the civil service and started messing around on his own.
"Why can't it be me? Lao Song, we haven't been together for some time. Let's go, find a place, and I'll buy you a drink!"
Bi Yuntao said with a smile.
"drink wine?"
Song Yuntao is an honest and kind person, but he also has a problem: he is greedy for wine.
Normally, the family is strictly controlled and there is no chance to drink. So as long as he is outside and is invited to drink, he usually will not refuse.
What's more, today's treat is still an old friend, Bi Yuntao.
"Let's go to the small restaurant in front, let's have a bite." Bi Yuntao said and walked forward.
"Okay!"
Song Yuncheng followed after hesitating for a moment.
The two of them ordered a plate of pork head meat, a plate of peanuts, and a portion of fried pork with chili pepper, and then started drinking.
At the beginning, Bi Yuntao was chatting casually, and then he started talking about his current job.
"I said, Lao Song, I also know about your family situation. Why are you still working in the beverage factory? How much money can you make there? If you ask me, you might as well come out and work with me."
"Let me tell you, the Sail Cannery is recruiting workers. I'm in charge of this right now. As long as you're willing to come over, you'll get a guaranteed monthly salary of two hundred and forty-four dollars, plus overtime pay and bonuses. How about that?"
Bi Yuntao patted Song Yuncheng on the shoulder and said warmly.