After the deal fell through, Chen Lijuan was dejected for a while, but then she cheered up and started looking around the neighborhood again.
A few days later, Chen Lijuan came to tell Zhou Hongyu about the jokes about that family.
"Ten thousand US dollars! They really think what they have is a treasure! Asking for an exorbitant price! They even dare to dream of foreign exchange! They must be thinking of flying high! Their dilapidated land is guaranteed to lose them money!"
"They say they're still looking for buyers who can afford US dollars, and they've already lowered the price to five thousand US dollars! Humph! I know no one will buy it! I went to another house nearby to negotiate the price, and as soon as I stepped out, I saw that man standing suspiciously not far away! He's still eyeing us, his sucker!"
Zhou Hongyu thought to herself, five thousand US dollars, which is fifteen thousand, is worth it to buy nearly a hundred acres of land.
But the US dollar is in short supply and its price is far more than 15,000.
If she had five thousand US dollars on hand, she would have bought it, but unfortunately it wasn't suitable, and she didn't have five thousand US dollars on hand either. In the end, she was destined to miss out on this opportunity.
Zhou Hongyu comforted her, "Don't rush, take your time to find a suitable one. As long as it meets my requirements, time is not an issue. There will be a generous reward later!"
Chen Lijuan was overjoyed. The boss was a bit ruthless, but also very generous. The promised hefty reward was something to look forward to.
After seeing Chen Lijuan off, Chang Pengfei came looking for him.
Chang Pengfei asked Zhou Hongyu for his bankbook. Last year, before the Spring Festival, he rushed back and handed his bankbook to Zhou Hongyu without asking her to keep it for him.
Zhou Hongyu laughed disdainfully: "Luckily I didn't touch a single penny of yours. You should return it exactly as it was taken!"
Chang Pengfei chuckled sheepishly and scratched his head: "Mom, I won't waste this money. I plan to take out five hundred yuan to start a small business!"
Zhou Hongyu remained noncommittal, went home, and retrieved the savings book that Chang Pengfei had handed in before the Lunar New Year.
During that period, Chang Pengfei went to work in another city for a few months. He earned a high salary but also spent a lot of money. When he came back for the Chinese New Year, he brought gifts for everyone, so he only had less than three thousand yuan left in his savings account.
Chang Pengfei took the bankbook: "Mom, this time Huaying asked me to partner with her. We plan to make women's health care products. Huaying will be in charge of finding customers around the school, while I will supply the ingredients in the backyard according to the list Huaying gave me. We agreed to split the profits 30/70!"
Zhou Hongyu glanced at her somewhat silly eldest son and suddenly burst out laughing for some reason.
This pattern is just a copy of her and Chen Zhaodi's, only the two of them are in different positions.
Chang Huaying is her, and Chang Pengfei is Chen Zhaodi.
"Mom, is this idea not okay?"
"Who says you can't! Young people should be bold and try new things!"
Zhou Hongyu thought the idea was good, and it was obvious who came up with it—it certainly wasn't her slightly dim-witted son.
Zhou Hongyu offered a small suggestion: "If business goes well, I suggest you switch to a 40/60 split, which would be more appropriate!"
Although all the costs are borne by Chang Pengfei, a 30/70 split seems the most appropriate.
However, if the business is to last, Chang Huaying, as the core partner, should get a larger share. The harmony between the two partners is also the biggest factor affecting the financial fortune. These issues can be easily resolved by Chang Pengfei giving up a little more profit.
Things that can be solved with money aren't really problems!
Chang Pengfei wholeheartedly agreed: "I initially proposed a 50/50 split, but Hua Ying insisted on a 30/70 split. She felt that I had contributed more, so she was only willing to take 30% of the profits!"
Zhou Hongyu: Wow, she actually gave birth to such a silly son!
50/50!
Why didn't he use his capital to work for someone else for free?
Chang Pengfei seemed to hear Zhou Hongyu's inner thoughts and continued to say even more infuriating things.
“Hua Ying proposed to partner with me, but I didn’t want to agree at first. This idea came from Hua Ying alone from beginning to end, and it didn’t have much to do with me. I thought if Hua Ying was short of money, I would help her for a while and wait until she got on the right track before making any decisions!”
Zhou Hongyu: "..."
You're such a kind person, as your own mother, I have nothing to say!
roll!
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In Yanzhen, a town in a neighboring province near Beijing, Lao Hu returned home with a gloomy expression once again. Lao Hu's wife, who had been unusually energetic just a few days ago, didn't dare to breathe loudly. As soon as Lao Hu stepped into the house, she quickly ran to the next room to find something to do.
The husband and son's plan to study abroad is a done deal, and no one can stop them.
Furthermore, the land they own cannot be exchanged for US dollars to fund their son's overseas studies.
The atmosphere at home became tense for a moment.
The husband drinks heavily and loses his temper every day. The son feels ashamed that his studies abroad are hopeless and refuses to go to school. Old Hu's wife is so worried that her hair has turned white.
Old Hu sat down on the kang (a heated brick bed), took out a bottle of liquor, and prepared to drown his sorrows in alcohol. Old Hu's wife glanced at him and frowned deeply, but didn't say anything.
Because of the overseas study, this family can no longer be called a family!
Old Hu paused, looked around, and suddenly slammed his hand on the table: "You come out here! Where has your son gone at this hour if he's not home?!"
It was already dark when Lao Hu arrived at the village entrance. Where could his son have gone if he wasn't home at this time? Lao Hu couldn't help but lose his temper with his wife.
Old Hu's wife came over from the next room, dawdling, and said, "He said he's going to stay at a classmate's house for the night..."
Old Hu was in a bad mood and would lose his temper over the smallest things, slamming his fist on the table again.
"You let him go out so late, what are you up to!"
"Tell me! Do you think that as long as our son gets into trouble outside tonight, we don't need to worry about his studies abroad anymore?!"
Honestly, no mother would ever think that way about her own flesh and blood!
Old Hu's wife couldn't hold back her tears on the spot: "I know you're having trouble affording the US dollars for your son's overseas studies, but you can't slander me like this, sob sob sob..."
Old Hu's wife wiped away her tears and ran out the door.
Old Hu was too lazy to care. He only wanted to raise the money for his son's overseas studies as soon as possible. If his son couldn't go abroad to study, then both generations of them would be finished. China would have no future and would be poor and backward!
Given Lao Hu's son's grades, in an era where everyone was vying for limited spots, there was a high chance he wouldn't have gotten into university.
Apart from the relatives who went abroad to make a living, the rest of Lao Hu's family had spent their entire lives dealing with crops, working from dawn till dusk. Lao Hu didn't want his descendants to follow in their footsteps; he had seen enough of this barren land!
Old Hu downed two bottles of baijiu (Chinese liquor) and got completely drunk, falling asleep on the kang (a heated brick bed).
"Old Hu! Old Hu! Wake up! Someone's come to look at your land!"
Old Hu heard the sound of the window opening and got up, feeling a chill in his lower body and smelling a foul odor.
I was so drunk that I wet the bed without realizing it...
Old Hu quickly changed his pants, put on his coat, and ran out to open the door.
Old Hu's cousin walked in with a tall young man. The young man looked upright and had a strong sense of justice, but unfortunately, he was missing an arm.
Old Hu subconsciously relaxed his guard, and the young man extended a hand in greeting: "My name is Xiao Zhuang, I used to be a soldier, I heard you're selling land..."
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