Chapter 93 I'm Just Afraid of Losing My Dream

After Hao Jian said "too much money bites the hand", Li Ye asked calmly: "Tell me first, how did you make this 500,000 yuan, and why does it make you feel uneasy?"

"Is it the way you said that I made money? It's like a dream."

Hao Jian said: "We followed your method. In addition to the hemp candy channels in the provincial capital, we also went to various county towns with letters of introduction to promote the products and look for downlines everywhere."

"In the first month, the speed of unloading was very slow. They didn't trust us and were even wary."

"But starting from the second month, the speed of unloading goods became faster and faster, so fast that we couldn't stop."

Li Ye had originally worked out a sales plan with Hao Jian and others. Since they had the business license of Yangcheng Clothing Wholesale Department and the official seal and letter of introduction, they decided to be bolder.

They no longer do retail business covertly. In addition to the candy channels in the provincial capital, they also try their best to find "downlines" that can be developed in other county towns.

For example, a bold trader like Hao Jian, or the person in charge of a collective clothing store.

The clothing styles are nice, the prices are low, and there are official receipts with official seals. Hao Jian and others are not much different from government salesmen, except that their individual names don't sound loud enough.

Of course, how big the difference is depends on how they communicate with those in charge.

Hao Jian said to Li Ye, picking up his fingers: "It took us more than 20 days to distribute the first batch of goods worth 20,000 yuan, but the second batch took only half a month."

"The quantity of each batch of goods we carry has doubled, but the time it takes to unload the goods has been halved. Now as long as the goods arrive at the railway station, they can be unloaded in three days."

In the early 1980s, clothing sales in small northern counties were a seller's market. As long as one person wore new clothes, everyone would follow suit and buy them.

State-owned department stores are definitely not easy to deal with, but collective ones and second-hand clothing stores will flourish as long as they open a small spot.

"Brother Li Ye, it took us half a year to make 20,000 yuan from a few hundred yuan, and it only took a few months to make 500,000 yuan from 20,000 yuan. How long will it take to make the 5 million you mentioned?"

Hao Jian said with a surge of emotion: "Brother Li Ye, please believe me. I, Hao Jian, am not a coward. I am not afraid even if you ask me to go to the police station now. I am just..."

Hao Jian tried hard to organize his words, but he was so anxious that he walked around the room, not knowing how to express his thoughts.

Finally, he said to Li Ye: "How about we go out for a walk!"

Li Ye smiled, took a few bottles of beer and went out.

It was already past nine in the evening and the last movie had ended, so even though it was summer, there were not many people on the street.

Hao Jian said nothing, led Li Ye and Jin Peng straight to the north of the city, crossed half of the county, and arrived at the gate of the county's No. 1 Middle School.

Then he asked Li Ye: "Brother Xiaoye, do you remember where I squatted when I first met you?"

Li Ye didn't know what he meant, so he pointed to a tree and said, "You squat there, which will not only hide your figure, but also allow the children in the school to see your candy."

Hao Jian nodded, walked over and squatted down.

Li Ye thought it was quite interesting, so he followed Jin Peng's example and started doing the Asian squat.

Hao Jian gave a cigarette to Li Ye and Jin Peng respectively and lit one himself.

This time he did not light a cigarette for Li Ye as diligently as he did before, but just smoked fiercely on his own, finishing the cigarette in just three or two puffs.

“Ahem…”

After a violent cough, Hao Jian rubbed his face vigorously before starting to mutter.

"I, Hao Jian, am not from here. I found a wife and settled down here. When everyone returned to the city, my daughter was born."

"I can't go back to the city, but I don't regret it at all. Even when my family scolded me in letters, I didn't complain. It's not a good thing to live anywhere."

"But when my daughter was diagnosed with a disease, I regretted it. I regretted why I didn't control myself and let her come into this world to suffer."

Hao Jian's tears and snot had already flowed down unconsciously, and he didn't even realize that they had flowed into his mouth.

"I took my child to the city and the provincial capital for treatment. The doctors all said that if he had to take medicine for the rest of his life, he might not live long."

"I hate it so much! I hate that I let my child down."

Hao Jian's expression was painful and confused, his eyes were unfocused, and he was completely immersed in his memories.

Li Ye was not in a hurry. He just waited for Hao Jian to experience and recall things on his own.

After a long time, perhaps because he felt something was wrong in his mouth, Hao Jian wiped his face hard.

"I wrote home and asked my father for help, and he quickly sent me 120 yuan."

"One hundred and twenty yuan could have provided my child with medicine for several years, but I sent the money back to him. Do you know why?"

Li Ye shook his head, and Jin Peng quickly followed suit and shook his head vigorously.

Now both of them must cooperate with Hao Jian.

Hao Jian bit his lower lip, holding back tears, and said, "Because my father gave me a letter saying that he sold my eldest brother's bicycle to raise the money.

Do you understand what that means? Huh? Do you understand? "

Jin Peng guessed and said, "You feel sorry for your elder brother and are afraid that he will have a conflict with your elder sister-in-law?"

Jin Peng’s guess is not far-fetched. In this era, a bicycle is definitely a “heavy asset” in a family.

With a bicycle, it is convenient and prestigious to go to the market in the countryside to buy some food and meat, go to work or go home from get off work, or take your wife and children to visit your parents' home.

But if the bicycle is gone, the quality of life of a small family will immediately drop several levels.

But Hao Jian cursed: "I don't feel sorry for him at all."

“.”

Hao Jian's eyes were blazing with anger: "My father's monthly salary is 43.5 yuan, and my daughter only needs a few yuan to buy medicine every month. Why do I have to sell my bicycle?"

"I admit that I can't control myself. I deserve to die if I can't go back to the city to fulfill my filial duties. But this little girl is his granddaughter!"

Hao Jian started crying again, complaining as he cried, "I know my father is in trouble. I have many brothers and sisters, and I can only take care of one but not the other.

But how can a bicycle sever my ties with you?"

“.”

Jin Peng looked at Hao Jian in shock, then looked at Li Ye.

Li Ye nodded and said softly: "Don't blame the old man, he is also helpless."

In fact, if you listen carefully to Hao Jian's narration, you can understand his mood at the time and guess the helplessness of Hao Jian's father.

As there were many children in the family, Hao Jian could not return to the city, so he settled in a rural area thousands of miles away. He gave birth to a girl, who had an incurable disease.

This makes it very difficult for parents of a large family to make a decision.

In the end, Hao Jian's father hoped to indirectly make Hao Jian understand something by selling the bicycle.

"I am willing to spend money for my child, but it's a bottomless pit that my family can't afford to fill."

Do you think this old man is cruel? If he was really cruel, he could have just not paid a dime.

After all, a bicycle is really a lot of money.

In this day and age, it is not considered heartless or ungrateful for the old man to do this.

But unexpectedly, Hao Jian had a bad temper and sent the money back.

Hao Jian wiped away his tears and said with his neck stiff, "I, Hao Jian, used to be an honest man. I would never dare to engage in speculation. But for the sake of my daughter, I started to dig into the corners of XXism."

"I sell hemp candy. I've been chased by the anti-vote office, beaten by hooligans, and spat on by fellow villagers. I don't give a f*ck."

"From that day on, I knew that if I wanted to spend money, I had to earn it myself. What's the difference between relying on others' charity and being a beggar?"

Hao Jian spat on the ground and said, "For my daughter, I have no shame, so what? As long as it can save my daughter's life, I will sacrifice my life."

"I'm just afraid that even if I risk my life, it will be useless! Hahahahahaha"

Hao Jian laughed a little crazily, and tears of laughter fell again.

He pointed at Li Ye and said, "Do you know that if I hadn't met you, I really wouldn't be able to hold on. I really wouldn't be able to hold on."

"But now, I, Hao Jian, am the big boss, the big boss."

Hao Jian's face began to turn red: "Last month, I took my wife and daughter to Yangcheng and went to the best hospital.

The best doctor told me secretly that there is imported medicine that is guaranteed to cure my daughter's illness, but it is a bit expensive. "

"My heart was trembling at the time. I asked how much the more expensive one was."

Hao Jian held up two fingers and said tearfully, "Two thousand yuan, just two thousand yuan, and my child's illness can be completely cured."

"It's only two thousand f*cking dollars. It's only two thousand f*cking dollars. Wuuuuuuuuu."

Hao Jian was jumping around and stomping his feet like a manic gorilla.

The crying of a thirty-year-old man floated in the streets on a summer night, as mournful as the sobbing of a ghost.

Li Ye's heart was only slightly moved, but his face remained calm.

But Jin Peng was infected by Hao Jian and turned his head to wipe his eyes.

Two thousand yuan, just two thousand yuan?

For ordinary people, two thousand yuan in 1982 was as painful and helpless as the unaffordable high surgery fees faced by families with terminal illnesses in later generations.

【There is only one disease in this world—poverty. 】

This short sentence expresses so much sadness and bitterness in the world.

Hao Jian's sobbing lasted for several minutes before it ended.

Then he said to Li Ye sincerely: "I said so much just to tell Brother Xiao Ye that I am not afraid of making more money, I am just afraid of losing everything I have now."

"I'm afraid that my children will be left without my care, I'm afraid that I'll suddenly go back to the way things were, and I'm afraid that my dreams won't come true."

"I thought, one day, I will drive my own car and take my daughter back to my hometown to show them all."

Hao Jian patted his chest loudly: "I want to let all of them see that my daughter is not a bottomless pit that cannot be filled, nor a money-loser that cannot be raised, but a golden nugget, a golden phoenix that none of them can reach."

Li Ye held his chin with his hand, smiling, and looked at Hao Jian, the "daughter slave", with interest, feeling that he was quite interesting.

Daughter-slave people are rare in this era!

But Hao Jian misunderstood Li Ye and asked uncomfortably: "Brother Xiao Ye, what are you laughing at?"

"I'm not laughing at you," Li Ye shook his head and said, "I'm just wondering, since you haven't fulfilled your dream yet, what are you hesitating about now?"

Hao Jian was silent for a few seconds, then said, "I hope to get your advice, Brother Ono."

"My advice?"

Li Ye supported his chin with his right hand, looking like he was smiling.

In fact, when Hao Jian was selling hemp candy, he had looked for Li Ye once and worried about what would happen after he became a 100,000 yuan or 1 million yuan household.

At that time, Li Ye needed an entrepreneurial general, so he helped Hao Jian solve his doubts and released the ambition hidden in him.

Hao Jian still has great potential, but he is not a natural hero with "endless desires" after all. He may need a little help and training at certain stages.

For example, now, although Hao Jian was mentally prepared to become a millionaire, he was still shocked and frightened when he saw the five million yuan right in front of him.

At this time, he developed a "stability-seeking" mentality, hoping for a solid support.

Li Ye's grandfather had status and connections, and Hao Jian often delivered vegetables and meat to the Erliangdian, and he also knew about Wen Leyu's existence.

It is no big secret that Mr. Ke from the County No. 2 Middle School was directly promoted to Beijing.

So Hao Jian felt that Li Ye could give him "guidance".

Hao Jian doesn't dare to hope to contact higher-ups, but I'm just a lackey, so it's not too much to ask you to have some confidence in me, boss?

So Li Ye gave him some advice.

"Hao Jian, Jin Peng, you must have been to Yangcheng in the past few months, right? Haven't you noticed that in Yangcheng, private businesses worth hundreds of thousands of dollars are not uncommon?"

“.”

Hao Jian and Jin Peng were stunned for a moment and didn't understand what was going on.

But soon, Hao Jian got a clue and asked Li Ye tentatively: "You mean, put the money in Yangcheng?"

"It's not just about money," Li Ye corrected, "Our next base will be in Yangcheng or Pengcheng."

"In that hot land, no matter how much money you have, you don't need to hide it."

Hao Jian and Jin Peng looked at each other in a daze for a long time before reluctantly saying, "But that's someone else's territory! What should we do with the kingdom we have built here?"

Lao Feng has to get an IV drip. His lungs feel like they're on fire from working. It hurts every time he coughs. He really can't stand it anymore.

I originally wanted to write a few hundred more words, making up more than 4,000 words to be divided into two chapters, but in the end I gave up. Who is stupider? It used to be 3,000 to 4,000 words per chapter, and suddenly it became 2,000 words. Isn’t that fooling people?

Lao Feng updates an average of 7,000 free chapters every day. He is definitely not a lazy guy.

But it's so funny. I didn't even ask for leave for the free chapters of nearly 300,000 words, and I updated them several times. But when the chapters were about to be put on the shelves, I felt that I couldn't update them on the day of listing.

Lao Feng will go for an IV first. After he comes back, if he is in good condition and has written a lot, he will make up one chapter today. If he has not written enough, he will try his best to ensure normal updates tomorrow and ensure that two to three chapters will be put on the shelves the day after tomorrow.

It's so worrying.

(End of this chapter)