Next summer, before he goes to Changchun, I must let this ignorant guy know why the flowers are so red.

Wan Feng just couldn't believe that even though he had dealt with so many troublemakers who were more troublesome than him, he still rebelled.

At the wine table, Zheng Yongjiu patted his chest and promised: "In less than three years, big sister, I will definitely bring your whole family back. Don't think I'm drunk and bragging, I'm not drunk at all."

Since everyone at the table was his relative, Zheng Yongjiu put down his false mask and said whatever he wanted to say.

After lunch, Jiang Wei and his group said goodbye to the Zheng family and took a bus home.

Luan Feng's little face was flushed.

"Drinking?"

"They toasted my aunt, and I drank two small cups on her behalf."

"It's hard for you."

In front of her family, Luan Feng seemed a little shy. She leaned her head on Wan Feng's shoulder and drooped her eyelids.

If you are already drunk, don't go to the factory. When you arrive at the gate of the garment factory, Wan Feng goes down to talk to Hao Qing and takes Luan Feng home.

When they arrived at the door of the house, Wan Feng carried the weak Luan Feng into the house, put her on the warm kang and covered her with a quilt.

This guy slept until midnight and then woke up.

Wan Feng brought her a bowl of hot water, cooled it, and gave it to her to drink. Luan Feng finally sobered up and said something scary: "It turns out that drinking is so fun and sweet."

In my previous life, even when I was old, the white wine still tasted spicy, but you tasted sweet after drinking it for the first time?

"Fun? If it's fun, just let me have fun this time. If you drink again, I'll beat you to death."

"Why?"

"How many women do you see drinking? Only female gangsters drink."

Luan Feng was very confused. Why did a woman become a hooligan when she drank alcohol?

Since drinking is considered a female hooligan, then if we don’t drink and do other things, then we are not considered female hooligans either!

So, this night, the stars high in the sky blinked their lonely eyes, telling each other about the loneliness that had lasted for thousands of years.

When a shooting star streaks across the sky, they suddenly close their eyes and listen to someone weeping in the middle of the night...

After the matter of returning home was settled, Wan Feng's mother began to feel uneasy. She kept thinking about going back. It was not until many people persuaded her that she gave up the idea of ​​going home and agreed to go home on the tenth day of the first lunar month.

If she goes back on the tenth day, Wan Feng will have to go with her, otherwise he will not feel at ease if his mother goes home alone.

On the 26th day of the twelfth lunar month, almost all the people doing business in the Wahou market closed their shops and left, and all the businesses in Wahou also closed for the day.

For the first time in a year, the entire Wahou area fell into peace and tranquility.

With the quiet and peaceful atmosphere, the annual dividend distribution meeting of the members of Wa Houren was launched again.

Ever since Wan Feng learned that some people in Wahou had complaints about the small amount of money he earned a year, he lost interest in participating in some of Wahou's group activities. Therefore, when Wahou held a dividend distribution meeting, he presided over a holiday ceremony at the garment factory.

This year marks the first time that the garment factory's profit has exceeded one million.

Luan Feng settled the employees' wages and gave each of them a bonus of 1,000 yuan this year.

Among all of Jiangwei's enterprises, the garment factory is the first one where employees' monthly salary is close to 100 yuan. The average salary of employees has reached 80 yuan. In addition to the bonuses and items awarded at the end of the year, it can be said that although the employee efficiency of the garment factory is not as good as that of the machinery factory, it is not worse than that of other enterprises.

After closing the doors of the workshop and factory and saying goodbye to Xu Jingmin before leaving, Wan Feng and Luan Feng walked side by side towards the back of the depression.

"Do you feel bad about giving out 500,000 yuan in bonus at once?" Wan Feng asked Luan Feng with a smile.

The garment factory's profit this year barely reached 1.5 million, and one-third of it was given out in one go.

Luan Feng shook her head: "I don't feel bad. Without the hard work of our employees, we wouldn't make so much money. If they make money, we will be richer."

Although the words are not very high-sounding, the logic is correct.

Without the hard work of the employees, the boss would make no money.

As expected, at the dividend distribution meeting of Wahou, someone jumped out to express his dissatisfaction with Wan Feng for taking money without doing any work at Wahou Enterprise, and threatened to do something about it.

As the leader of a team, Zhu Ping would not take the blame or responsibility. He just said that the agreement with Wan Feng was signed by Zhang Hai, and then he went to the brigade to find Zhang Hai to deny the responsibility.

So these people really found Zhang Hai.

Zhang Hai was completely furious and denounced these guys for being ungrateful. He said frankly that without Wan Feng's advice and even money to buy equipment, it would have been impossible for the people of Wa to live the life they have now.

"If you don't believe me, you can go out and take a look. You don't have to go far, just go to the Warrior Commune. You can go to other brigades and see how those people are living now, then you will know what kind of life we ​​should be living without Wan Feng! Yes, I signed the agreement, but this agreement is not permanent. Wan Feng can't just lie down and get paid forever. There is a time limit. For example, the brick and tile factory and the shoe factory have a five-year term. The brick and tile factory has expired, and the shoe factory still has one year of dividends. The machinery factory has a longer term, but it's only seven years, and there are still two years left. The market will only have dividends from this year, and it also has a five-year term. You can't just watch people lie down and rest without seeing them sweating profusely. If you do that, you will chill their hearts. Do you still want to count on them to give you advice in the future? Or do you have that ability? Do you? If not, then shut up!"

After yelling, Zhang Hai slammed the door and left, leaving a mess on the ground.

Wan Feng didn't know what was happening and didn't want to ask. After the garment factory went on holiday, Wan Feng also gave his small electronics factory a holiday.

The electronics factory performed well in the second half of this year, with revenue reaching over 600,000 yuan, and Wan Feng was very satisfied.

Therefore, each worker was given a bonus of 1,000 yuan.

Of course, since my uncle Zhu Yong had never asked for a salary in the whole year he led his people to work, Wan Feng gave him a red envelope of 20,000 yuan as a reward.

Then we spent the New Year in peace and quiet.

What left the deepest impression on Wan Feng at the beginning of 1984 was probably the Spring Festival Gala of that year.

It can be said that the Spring Festival Gala has become a New Year's feast that the Chinese people have been waiting for on New Year's Eve for decades, and the 1984 Spring Festival Gala played an indispensable role.

Although CCTV also held the Spring Festival Gala in 1983, it did not seem to leave much impression on the people across the country.

This year, the skit "Eating Noodles" performed by Chen Peisi and Zhu Shimao introduced the skit to the performance form for the first time, and also made the people across the country remember the names of these two people.

In addition, the song "Return to the Queen" sung by Zhu Mingying in yellow, "My Chinese Heart" sung by Zhang Mingmin, and "The Girl from Alishan" sung by Xi Xiulan, who pioneered singing and dancing in China, these three songs had a huge impact at the time and almost became songs that everyone in the country could sing.

It is precisely because of the wonderful performance of this gala that the custom of people anxiously waiting by the TV to watch the Spring Festival Gala on New Year's Eve every year has emerged.

But after the purple was over and Wan Feng was about to go to his grandfather's house to pay New Year's greetings, he suddenly felt upset for no reason.