Liang Baozhen from Hongqi Commune is charming and universally acknowledged as a beauty. This beauty is about to marry the director of the state cotton factory and move to the city to enjoy commerci...
◎First update◎
Xu Shengjie's business was big, and Hong Saner knew it. After all, this man was determined to follow him.
He has already made arrangements to leave the factory. Hong Saner is not very capable but very courageous. Now he wants to join the factory immediately without earning a penny and without doing any business.
"You are really anxious." Xu Shengjie was also thinking about leaving the National Cotton Mill, but how to convince his grandmother was a big problem. His grandmother always felt that she was the most stable in the factory, and she was worried about him going out to do business in the future.
Hong Saner patted his chest and said, "Of course I have to. I'm not like them. If I don't make money, I'm a fool!"
In the past six months, many people have been eager to make a move. A small number of people have taken action, but most people are still living their lives as usual.
Those who take action are always the minority.
"I heard that someone in the Security Department is also secretly doing business."
Everyone has businesses of varying sizes. Those who are capable and courageous have already gone south, while those who pursue smaller businesses just sell a few things locally. After all, you can make money by selling anything.
"Think it over carefully, and go back and talk to Uncle Hong and the others." Xu Shengjie was also preparing to leave the National Cotton Mill in the next few days. Qin Huai was in charge of the business recently, and he had to go to the south to import goods soon, so Xu Shengjie had to go and help.
"Don't worry! My dad will definitely support me."
Hong Saner returned home with confidence and announced to his family that he was going to quit his job and go into the sea business. As a result, he was beaten by his father.
"You have a good life but you still have to sell things? What's wrong with your brain?"
"Dad!" Hong Saner ran a few meters away, keeping a safe distance, "This is a struggle, don't you understand? What's so good about getting 30 or 40 yuan a day in the factory?"
"Isn't it good to get a salary?" Father Hong's eyes almost went dark, all because of this unfilial son. "You just haven't suffered enough. Think about it, we were lucky to have a meal to eat back then. But you are not so lucky now. You have a good life, a salary, food and meat to eat, but you are still not satisfied and want to make trouble!"
"Dad, are you satisfied with this?" Hong Saner was determined to do business and make a lot of money. "I will come back with money in the future, so don't be greedy!"
"Bah!" Dad Hong cursed so hard that his face turned red, and he wanted to hit the man with a feather duster.
"Xu Shengjie is going too, I'm hanging out with him!" Hong Saner brought up Xu Shengjie who saved his life. After all, Xu Shengjie has always been the child of other people in Hong's father's eyes since he was a child, strong, capable and promising.
"Xiao Jie is going too?"
"Yes!"
"Then you better be careful! You better listen to him."
Hong Saner: "..."
Who is the biological son?
Xu Shengjie's side was unexpectedly smooth. Zhou Yun estimated that after experiencing his grandson's wife leaving the factory to study, he was not too surprised to hear that his grandson was leaving the National Cotton Mill to do business.
The two of them have been busy lately, running outside every day. She has seen it all, and the speed at which they make money is scary even if she just hears about it.
Although her grandson didn't come home with a pile of money every day, she heard some of the money he made. She sometimes worried that her grandson was not doing business but robbing a bank.
"Grandma knows that you are unwilling to stay in the factory and always want to go out and have some fun." Zhou Yun was knitting. She loved knitting the most. When winter came, everyone in the family would wear sweaters knitted by themselves, and she would be happy just seeing that.
She put away her knitting needles and continued, "But I just want to make sure nothing goes wrong."
Who knows if this is considered speculation? Now no one is watching, and the rules have been relaxed. Who knows if they will be tightened suddenly again.
"Grandma, don't worry, I will be careful." Xu Shengjie discussed with grandma from beginning to end. He spoke slowly and steadily, but was very firm, and Zhou Yun seemed unable to refute him.
After all, my grandson had endured all the hardships of military service and had been to the battlefield, so what else could I teach him?
If Xiao Wei had said this today, she would have immediately started to lecture him, but when Xiao Jie came, she inexplicably felt that she didn't need to worry too much about her grandson.
"People are the most important thing, don't you know? Your health is important, but you can't just focus on money. Your family is doing well now, and you have to spend more time with them. Shanshan is still young, and Baozhen is still in school. You can't just focus on business, you have to pay more attention to your wife and children."
"Yes, I understand."
Xu Shengjie took care of his family and went to the workshop manager on Saturday afternoon to tell him that he was going to leave the National Cotton Mill. Liang Baozhen also came with him because she had no classes that afternoon and had left early.
However, Liang Baozhen went to visit an old colleague. She and Xu Shengjie were busy with their own work. She first went to the factory office to meet and talk with Huang Cui'e and others, and then went to the fine yarn workshop to find Master Meng and Wang Xin.
The workshop director tried hard to keep Xu Shengjie. Xu Shengjie had good skills, a good temper, and was efficient at work, so he was naturally reluctant to let him go. However, seeing that Xu Shengjie had made up his mind, there was nothing he could do.
But he turned around and met Hong Saner again, and Hong Saner also said that he wanted to leave. The workshop director felt that things had really changed. Could it be that the National Cotton Mill was no longer a popular place?
Xu Shengjie had troubled Xue Lijun and the deputy factory director Wu Bingnian at the beginning. Both of them took care of him. Xue Lijun still felt sorry for Xu Shengjie leaving the National Cotton Mill and asked him about his future plans. When he learned that this person was going to do business, he didn't say anything, but felt that young people were more hardworking.
Then he went to the deputy director's office. Secretary Wu Bingnian was standing outside and asked him to wait while he went in to question them first.
"Director Wu, Xu Shengjie is outside."
Wu Bingnian was holding a piece of paper in his hand. He read it for a long time before replying to the secretary, "Let him in."
Xu Shengjie entered the room and exchanged a few words with the deputy factory director before explaining his purpose.
"Xiao Xu, have you made up your mind?" Wu Bingnian didn't expect that this young man would actually give up his job in the state-owned factory. If others saw him like this, they would think he was stupid.
Moreover, Xu Shengjie did not find someone to take over this job, but sold it directly for 1,100 yuan, which he intended to use as investment capital for his business.
"I've thought about it, Director Wu. I've troubled you a lot in the past, and you've taken good care of our family after my parents passed away. I want to thank you here."
Wu Bingnian nodded. He had never expected that all the Xu family members would eventually leave the National Cotton Mill. He looked at Xu Shengjie, as if he saw the shadows of his parents in the past. This man looked a lot like his father, even his temper was similar.
"Okay, you can come back and have a look when you have time."
As the weather turned cold, the popsicle business came to a complete halt. Liang Baozhen helped Liang Baoying purchase other things to sell at the store, such as soda, fruit candies, and snacks. More and more items were placed on the counter, making it look like a small grocery store.
Liang Baoying had a tough talk with her mother-in-law Qin Yuxiu that day, but she was shocked. The next day, she returned the money to Song Jianguo's eldest brother and third brother, and bought some cakes for her in-laws. Qin Yuxiu looked better. After all, Song Jianguo and his wife had returned the money and bought things for her, so she couldn't get angry for a while.
Song Jianguo never thought that his wife could make so much money by selling popsicles, but he still had his own persistence. On the one hand, he tried to hold back and think about it, and on the other hand, he felt that his job was the most respectable. He always felt that this business would not last long, and he might not be able to continue at any time. How could it compare to working in a factory?
Liang Baoying didn't argue with him. After all, this guy was not going to stop her from selling things, so everyone just did their own thing.
After Liang Baozhen went to school, she would take Mengmeng with her from time to time. She would sell things while Mengmeng would play beside her. After a few days, they had eaten all the food from the surrounding stalls.
Whenever Liang Baozhen came to see Mengmeng on her days off, she always felt that her niece's face had gained some weight.
"Look, this is the account for these days." Liang Baoying could not recognize many words, but she specifically memorized the things sold in her own store and kept a careful record of every item. It didn't take long before she had filled up half of the book. Sometimes she would ask Mengmeng, who was already in elementary school, to help her recognize some words. The mother and daughter enjoyed learning together.
Liang Baozhen knew that her elder sister was meticulous in her work. She looked through the accounts and thought they were neat and clear. "Is business still good?"
"It's pretty good." Although it's not as popular as selling popsicles, it still makes much more than the fixed salary I get every month.
Now, each sister gets 200 yuan a month.
Liang Baozhen is now a wealthy woman, but she still eats 5-cent meals in the school cafeteria. However, recently she heard that someone was selling food outside the back door of the school, some snacks, and her classmates were all eager to get in.
The bell rang for the end of class. Liang Baozhen was packing her books and preparing to go home, but was pulled back by Xu Shuping.
"Baozhen, don't leave yet. We are going to go to the snack stand outside tonight to try some food."
Liang Baozhen had also heard of that snack stand. She heard that the food was delicious and that they sold fried cakes. "Okay, I'll go later then."
Liang Baozhen and the people from Xu Shuping's dormitory went to the back door together and saw a long line in front of the snack stand.
The batter is evenly spread on the hot pan, an egg is cracked and poured on the batter, scraped all over the batter, sprinkled with chopped coriander and onion, and the already prepared crispy food is brushed with the secret sauce.
The pancakes are sold for 1 cent each. After all, eggs are sold for 5 cents each in the supply and marketing cooperative. These are made with real ingredients and taste good, so the business is booming.
Liang Baozhen took a bite and found that the pancake with egg was soft and sweet, the secret sauce had a fresh fragrance, and it was crispy and delicious. It was really delicious!
"It's so delicious." Xu Shuping had a big mouthful of food in her mouth and spoke unclearly. She ate in the cafeteria every day, and occasionally came out to eat this snack, which tasted different.
"I'll buy two more to take back." Liang Baozhen went to queue up again before finishing the ones she had in her hand. In the end, she bought two and hung them on the handlebars of her bicycle. She said goodbye to her classmates and went home.