At 35, Jiang Xiaoli went wild skiing with friends, only to die in an avalanche. She woke up to find herself back at 16, a year when her beloved mother was still alive!
Given a second chance, ...
After dinner, Jiang Xiaoli wanted to go for a walk with Zong Jia, but Chen stopped her by pulling on her coat hood.
"Don't even think about running away. Let me ask you first, are you really not going to accept the guaranteed admission?"
She nodded vigorously. "Yes, I've said this many times already. Besides, don't you have any confidence in my college entrance exam?"
Chen quickly waved his hand, "I didn't say that. I just wanted to confirm with you. Since that's the case, I'll refuse on your behalf."
After she went out with Zong Jiayu for an afternoon and had a big meal, she returned to the guesthouse. Xu Xing and the others were waiting in the lobby, looking at her with a mournful expression.
She asked curiously, "Xu Shitou, why do you look like that? I didn't do anything to you today!"
Xu Xing spoke softly, "We were surrounded by reporters as soon as we got back to the guesthouse. After the reporters left, a lot of admissions officers from various schools came."
"Haha." Jiang Xiaoli could picture this scene. "You probably chose to be admitted to Peking University through the guaranteed admission program, right? What about Chi Hongbin?"
Xu Xing replied, "Yes, I chose Peking University, just like Chi Hongbin."
Jiang Xiaoli patted his shoulder, "Not bad, not bad, it seems we can still be alumni in the future."
Xu Xing asked in surprise, "Your goal is Peking University?"
He already knew that Zong Jiayu was attending Huaqing University, and he thought Jiang Xiaoli would choose the same one as him.
Jiang Xiaoli nodded, "Yes, I want to go see Weiming Lake."
Xu Xing rolled his eyes at her, not believing her ridiculous excuse at all. "Fine, I'm going back to my room. We'll be taking the bus tomorrow, so you should get some rest."
Speaking of taking a car, Jiang Xiaoli quickly ran to knock on the door of Teacher Duan's room.
She handed Teacher Duan a letter of guarantee with a smile, saying, "We plan to fly back to Xi'an."
After hesitating for two minutes, Teacher Duan finally agreed.
However, he proposed, "When our train arrives in Xi'an, you should come to pick me up. I want to see you standing safely in front of me."
Jiang Xiaoli saluted him, "I guarantee I'll complete the mission!"
The next day, she packed her things and flew back to Xijing with Zong Jia.
As soon as Jiang Xiaoli stepped out of the arrival gate, she saw a huge sign indicating where people were arriving.
The sign boldly proclaimed, "A warm welcome home to national champion Jiang Xiaoli!"
The ones holding the signs are Dafu and Zhong Yuan!
Seeing that the two people waving at them were attracting countless eyes, Jiang Xiaoli couldn't help but hide her head behind Zong Jia.
She muttered to herself, "Who gave them this idea?!"
The two of them pushed their luggage closer, and Li Guizhi and the Xiao family of three were standing behind the sign.
Xiao Muyu smiled and placed a bouquet of flowers in her hand, saying, "Welcome home, champion."
Jiang Xiaoli quickly told Dafu and the other person to put the sign down, "Actually, it's okay if we keep a low profile."
Xiao Jincheng chuckled and ruffled her hair. "What's wrong with being a little high-profile? How many people are national champions? How many have won two national championships in a row?"
Li Guizhi, who always taught her to be humble, laughed and said, "That's right, let's be high-profile today!"
Jiang Xiaoli arrived at the restaurant surrounded by everyone.
After all the dishes were served and everyone was seated, she raised her glass and said, "Hehe, thank you all for coming together to celebrate with me. I hope we all get better and better!"
Everyone raised their glasses to offer each other blessings.
After finishing his meal and returning home, Dafu couldn't wait to hand her the previous year's reports from the two food factories.
Jiang Xiaoli said with a smile, "Brother Dafu, are you in a hurry to collect your year-end bonus?"
Dafu scratched the back of his head. "Haha, Little Pear, don't wrong me. I'm not in a hurry. I just want to show you our results."
The spicy snack business at the old factory is stable, with a slight increase.
Since its completion last year, the branch factory has successively launched pork jerky, boneless chicken feet, self-heating hot pot, and hot pot base, and its sales performance has been rising steadily.
After she finished reading the report, she handed it to Zong Jiayu and said, "Comrade Zong, calculate how much money you will get."
Zong Jiayu flipped through the report and gave Dafu an approving look.
He turned to look at Jiang Xiaoli, "With so much money, Xiaoli isn't reluctant to spend it, is she?"
Jiang Xiaoli wrinkled her nose. "Am I that kind of person? Profit sharing, profit sharing right now!"
The two factories generated a pre-tax net profit of 1.4 billion yuan in the second half of the year. That same day, she instructed the finance department to calculate the taxes and set aside sufficient funds to distribute 500 million yuan as dividends.
She also allocated a portion of her funds to give her employees generous year-end bonuses.
For example, Dafu's year-end bonus was ten times his entire annual salary.
He came to me specifically for this, saying, "Little Pear, the year-end bonus you approved is way too much."
Jiang Xiaoli looked at him with a smile, "Brother Dafu, this is what you deserve. This year is just the year-end bonus. I've also decided to give you shares. You've worked in the factory for a year. If you work for another two years, 5% of the shares will be yours. Don't think it's too little. Our factory is much larger now than when we gave Wei Dong 5% of the shares."
Dafu nodded excitedly, "I know, I know, Little Pear, I will definitely do my best!"
...
This year's Lunar New Year was very lively. Dafu and Zhongyuan both managed to buy houses in "Champs-Élysées Residence". However, their houses are not yet fully renovated, and the two of them are currently living with Zongjia.
Starting from the Little New Year, the three of them kept bringing things back.
After only three days, Li Guizhi couldn't stand it anymore and talked to them, "There are only 5 of us in total, plus the Xiao family across the street, that's only 8 people. The things you bought are enough to feed a whole platoon!"
After being criticized for buying New Year's goods, Zhong Yuan then urged the others to buy firecrackers and fireworks.
In Jiang Xiaoli's words, Zong Jiayu was blinded by the huge dividends.
Because... he directly ordered 1,000 boxes of extra-large fireworks.
Her brows furrowed deeply. "Comrade Xiao Zong, where are you planning to set off so many fireworks? It's such a pollutant!"
Zong Jiayu just smiled and said, "You'll find out when the time comes."
After finishing their New Year's Eve dinner, Zong Jia and Xiao Jincheng drove everyone to the suburbs.
With his whistle, fireworks burst forth, instantly illuminating the entire night sky.
Countless fireworks rose into the night sky, blooming into bright and dazzling flowers.
Those who saw it were all stunned by the magnificent scenery.
The only downside is... it's really cold late at night on New Year's Eve.
"Achoo!" This was Jiang Xiaoli's 15th sneeze.
She deliberately picked a fight, saying, "That driver who started polluting the environment, don't do that again!"
Zong Jia and Shun Cong agreed, "Okay, I understand. I'll be home soon. I'll drink some Banlangen (a traditional Chinese medicine) when I get home."
People who hate taking medicine the most are even more upset: "What good does it do you to give me a cold? Are you a distributor of Banlangen (Isatis root)?"
Finally, Li Guizhi spoke up, "Alright, who was the happiest person watching the fireworks? Stop causing trouble and let Xiao Zong drive properly!"