Chapter 212 You are not benevolent, I am not righteous
Seeing that his wife was keen on buying a house and a shop, he felt that he owed her a lot. However, when Zhang Yu said that he had a way to do some business, he hesitated for a long time and agreed to join the business.
It's just that the start-up capital he borrowed to join the business came from a friend.
Originally, he didn't dare to let himself go, and even advised Zhang Yu not to take risks at will.
But after hearing my wife describe the future development, I knew that the business could be done, but it would have to be low-key in the first few years.
Zhang Yu is not like Yu Huimin who makes money. He has connections and connections and a sharp mind. He really relies on his own ability to find good opportunities to make money.
Personal connections only made his way of making money smoother.
After confirming the fact, Zhao Qinglan hugged her husband and kissed him hard.
"Ah, you are so kind."
"Are you so happy?" Li Huai hugged her.
"Of course I'm happy. That's a house in the capital. If we get a few more houses, your daughter-in-law will be able to live without doing anything but lying around and collecting rent."
Anyway, before she died in her last life, housing prices in the capital had already risen to a rather scary level.
So good? Li Huai really never thought about it. He just wanted to give his wife a gift that she liked.
Zhao Qinglan's brain circuit finally came to its senses.
"Where did you get the money to buy a house?" Even if houses are very cheap now, a house in the capital still costs thousands?
Li Huai was embarrassed to touch his nose.
"Zhang Yu said a few months ago that he wanted to do some business and roped me in."
Zhao Qinglan took a breath of air. What kind of business is this? You can earn a house in such a short time.
Since Zhang Yu is the leader, and his husband can earn a house if he joins the gang, how much does Zhang Yu have to earn?
Just thinking about it makes her feel scary.
But when she thought about Zhang Yu's true identity, she felt normal again.
She was a little worried and said: "You won't do anything illegal or disciplined, right?"
She was happy to have more money, but she also hoped that her family would be safe.
"How could it be possible? Zhang Yu and I are both law-abiding people and we will never engage in those evil things."
"That's good, that's good."
"By the way, isn't Zhang Yu a public official now? Will his doing business affect his work?" After all, doing business is very sensitive.
"He said it was okay."
"You can't just say it's okay because it's okay. Let me tell you, even with the reform and opening up, there are still people who have done big business and been treated as typical cases."
Li Huai suddenly frowned. "Didn't you say that the environment will get better and better in the future?"
"The overall situation is getting better and better, but the process is bumpy. In short, you tell Zhang Yu that you would rather earn less than be safe first, and you must keep a low profile. No matter what business you do, you can't hire too many people.
"Otherwise something might happen.
Li Huai still believed his wife's words. He immediately called Zhang Yu the next day and told him a lot.
In fact, if Zhang Yu is really good at doing business and likes doing business, Zhao Qinglan plans to wait and see for two years and then suggest that he resign and go to work.
In my previous life, with the rise of the private individual economy, many nouveau riche families with households worth ten thousand yuan emerged.
Some iron jobs with dead wages no longer feel good, and some state-owned enterprises are getting worse and worse.
Either out of envy or under the pressure of life, many people resign and go to work.
Those who are able to work in public affairs generally have good brains. Those who entered the industry early, many of them later became successful entrepreneurs.
When Li Huai heard his wife describe how a house in the future capital might cost millions, and a courtyard house might even cost tens of millions, Li Huai felt that it was particularly fantasy.
Nowadays, anyone who can spend thousands of dollars is a rich person.
As a result, in later generations, they will not even be able to buy a place to stay, which is really scary.
He also felt the pressure and crisis of life for the first time.
I have four children at home.
The children are still young now, but in about ten years, one by one they will start families and start businesses.
If they were asked to help their parents, would he be able to do so?
No, we have to make money, and Zhang Yu’s partnership cannot be stopped.
Before, he just wanted to make some money to buy what his wife wanted.
But now, Li Huai has included the children's future.
Let’s talk about Beijing.
After Li Wei was dismissed from the military, he returned home.
He could not kill his relatives out of justice, but the anger in Li Zhenhua's heart had nowhere to vent.
This time, even if his wife Yu Huimin stopped him, he beat his son half to death at home.
Even the houses next door could hear Li Wei's screams coming from their house.
Yu Huimin burst into tears without saying a word, and began to complain against her cruel husband.
The father-son relationship between Li Zhenhua and his younger son also hit rock bottom.
Because of this incident, he has aged a lot, and now his head is half white.
His wife and son only know resentment, but who knows the pain in his heart.
It was late at night, and Li Zhenhua didn't sleep. He stood in front of the living room window and smoked alone. The ashtray on the window sill in front of him was already full of cigarette butts.
The last time something happened to his wife, it affected his position. He was not dismissed, but there was no hope of promotion.
But this time, he might have to retire a few years earlier.
Li Zhenhua couldn't help but fantasize.
If Ru Mei was still alive, with his temperament, he would definitely not be greedy for petty gains.
The eldest son Li Huai is also a good enough soldier.
If their family of three had lived a good life until now, he would definitely not be in this situation, right?
But there are not so many ifs.
During the days when Li Wei was recuperating from his injuries, Li Zhenhua often left early and came back late, and even did not go home for several days.
Just because he became more and more disappointed with his son, he could only keep himself as busy as possible so as not to think of those bad things.
How could Yu Huimin not see her husband's dissatisfaction and alienation from his son?
But she also knew that her son was really in trouble this time.
Coupled with the things she had done before, even if she was dissatisfied, she did not have the confidence to argue with her husband now.
She even advised her son to bow his head and admit his mistakes when Li Zhenhua came back, and to make up for the relationship between father and son no matter what.
During these days when she returned home, she didn't find any contact between her husband and Li Huai, so the most worrying thing in her heart was relieved a little.
However, she didn't dare to inquire about Li Huai's current situation for the time being, fearing that her husband would accidentally find out.
When Yu Huimin was busy with her son every day, a letter with a secretly photographed photo of her arrived in the hands of Zheng Jun in prison.
After reading the contents of the letter and looking at the photos, the shackles that had hung in Zheng Jun's heart for several years were finally released.
"Yu Huimin, it's really you. You're so good. It's so good."
While waiting for the news, he thought many times about why Yu Huimin would treat him like that if it was really her.
Now that he read the letter, he felt that he could guess a little bit.
As an official's wife, are you afraid that he will expose her unbearable past more than 20 years ago and affect her current life?
But she could have adopted other methods, such as meeting with him. Whether it was a request or a bribe, she would be very likely to succeed.
But she chose the most insidious and cruel way to deal with it.
Yu Huimin, since you are unkind, don't blame me for being unjust.