Chapter 101 Three Updates in One

Lin Xiang had long forgotten Zhou Shengqiang's family and could hardly think of them. Who would have thought that she would hear such shocking news today.

Zhou Hongfei's leg was crippled, and what Zhou Shengqiang did many years ago was discovered. He was so angry that he had a stroke?

She remembered what Aunt Feng had just said while Wei Minhui was crying - maybe it really was retribution.

Just forget about it and go on with your life as usual.

A week later, Lin Xiang heard new news that Zhou Hong's flying kick was really useless and he was now unable to move or get off the ground. Maybe with more advanced technology, he could be cured of his lameness in the future.

As for Zhou Shengqiang, he suffered a stroke and was in poor condition even after rescue. His mouth was crooked, his eyes were slanted, his speech was slurred, and his eyes were a little dull.

The investigation team couldn't get anything out of him. The arrangement he had made a few months ago to retire from the army and work as an official in the capital fell through. From now on, he could only slowly recuperate and live his life in a muddle.

Hearing the news, He Hongyuan was very calm. Only when he saw his mother sighing did he get anxious: "Mom, you won't still pity them, will you?"

He Guifang couldn't explain what she was thinking. It wasn't that she felt sorry for them, but maybe she just felt that too many years had passed and they had become strangers. Now that she heard about the ending like this, she couldn't help but feel a little sad.

"No, no." He Guifang knew that her son hated that man the most. "I just wonder, it's hard to tell what fate one will have in this life."

In the past, Zhou Shengqiang walked out of the countryside, fought in the war and became an officer that everyone envied. He wanted to pursue his ideals, true love and common topics, and left in a glorious manner in his sedan.

Now, I have become a person who is about to lose the ability to take care of myself.

She smiled and looked at her son: "Mom doesn't feel sorry for anyone except us. You don't have to work so hard in training and studying. Xiangxiang should also work. Take care of your health."

As soon as the words fell, the little girl He Lin beside him spoke up: "Grandma, you still have to feel sorry for me. I have worked so hard to study."

He Guifang was amused by her granddaughter: "Yes, the one who works the hardest in this family is our Linlin."

"That's right!" He Lin is used to climbing up the ladder.

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Zhou Shenghuai and Feng Li left the capital a month after arriving.

They never expected that when they came to visit their second brother after retirement, they would witness the family's end.

After helping to take care of the child for a while and seeing that the situation at home was gradually stabilizing, Wei Minhui also found a relative to act as a nanny, and the couple then left.

Before leaving, He Guifang and her family went to the train station to see them off. The two sides promised to have a wonderful old age. Feng Li held He Guifang's hand and said goodbye: "Come back to the island more often when you have time. We can also take our grandchildren to pick coconuts, drink coconut water, and eat fish and shrimp!"

He Guifang also came to terms with it: "I have to go! I've been busy for most of my life, and I'll have to worry less in the future."

Zhou Shenghuai also chatted with his nephew for a few more words, said goodbye to his niece-in-law and little Helin, and then went south with his lover to reunite with his daughter and son-in-law on the island.

Two months after the two left, as soon as the New Year passed, Lin Xiang became busy with another important matter.

Coca-Cola and Pepsi continued to sell their products to foreign countries and build factories in a low-key manner. Lin Xiang felt a sense of crisis and discussed the development plan with her colleagues at a regular meeting of her work unit, the Development Bureau.

After the others finished explaining, Lin Xiang also made a suggestion: "For example, the number of self-employed businesses has increased, and many of them emerge almost every year. According to the records of the Industrial and Commercial Bureau, there are thousands of self-employed businesses that are officially registered and have obtained business licenses every year, and there are countless retail businesses that have not obtained them, which makes management difficult. We should provide more training and publicity on this issue, especially since some self-employed businesses have developed rapidly and have developed private factories and companies into a prosperous business, but their concepts and awareness are not in place. For example, strict contract signing procedures, popularization of economic laws, trademark registration, renewal of licenses, standardization of business scope, and strengthening of production safety requirements... all need to be put on the agenda."

Director Luo of the Development Bureau nodded and said, "Development is too fast now, with a change every year. It's a good thing, but there are also many problems. Xiaolin is right. Anything else?"

Lin Xiang continued to suggest: "Nowadays, all industries are developing rapidly and gaining momentum, which can easily breed chaos. For example, the management rules of private stalls are not unified, which has caused many disputes. Individual businesses are too aggressive and often make stupid moves to compete for market and territory. I suggest that we select a few key industries to try to establish national guilds, such as soda, candy, and alcohol. Guilds can strengthen exchanges and connections between factories, help standardization and unification, and provide opportunities for mutual communication under various changes."

Just like the domestic soft drinks that were besieged and squeezed by Coca-Cola and Pepsi a few years later, they were fighting alone. No one could defeat these thousand-year-old foxes with strong capital and years of marketization.

If we want to avoid future tragedies, fighting alone is not an option; only unity can offer a glimmer of hope.

After listening to Lin Xiang's suggestion, especially seeing her submit a detailed report, he thought it was feasible: "From a management perspective, it's a good idea. Every time we contact major factories and companies, we have to notify them one by one, which is troublesome, time-consuming and laborious. If there is a guild, management will be much easier. However, this kind of guild is not suitable for government agencies to participate too much. It must be a private, spontaneous behavior of the people."

Lin Xiang nodded: "Director Luo, I think there is a leader of a certain factory who has such potential. We can let them organize themselves, and finally get them certified by our bureau, which can be regarded as a semi-official status."

“That works.”

The individual factory leader with potential mentioned by Lin Xiang is none other than Zhao Jianjun.

119 Factory 2.

When Zhao Jianjun received a call from Lin Xiang and heard that she wanted him to take the lead in establishing a national soda guild, he was shocked at first, and then excited: "That's no problem! I'll do it!"

Nowadays, there are serious regional barriers and little communication between major factories, which will also be a hidden danger in the future. It is easier to be manipulated and calculated. There is no resistance at all. We don’t even know who to ask for advice or seek help from.

A national guild would solve this problem.

But things didn't go smoothly.

There are hundreds of soda factories of all sizes across the country. Zhao Jianjun first approached several large soda factories. After all, the big ones lead and the small ones will follow.

In recent years, Zhao Jianjun has had a good relationship with Beibingyang Soda and Shanhaiguan Soda. He has visited the factories for reference, study and exchange three or four times, and he also warmly invited employees from these two factories to visit 119.

The two factories are taking a wait-and-see attitude and the opposition is not serious.

As for Tianfu Cola in the west, Zhao Jianjun had little communication with the other party. However, when he went there this time, he drank and chatted with the factory director at the dinner table within a week. They were as close as brothers. Zhao Jianjun immediately expressed his willingness to participate.

Zhao Jianjun visited several large soft drink factories one after another, and also took the opportunity to learn and exchange ideas. He was not idle at all. Regardless of whether his lobbying was successful or not, he could not come in vain anyway, and he had to bring back some knowledge.

In the second half, Lin Xiang received feedback from Director Zhao and sorted out the information. She was then arranged by the bureau to go on a business trip to follow up on the subsequent progress.

After all, the soda industry is a pilot project. If it succeeds and the effect is good, it will be promoted to other industries.

When the two visited the Qingfeng Soda Factory, they encountered the strongest opposition.

Qingfeng Soda Factory is also an old factory with several decades of history. It has firmly occupied the top spot in soda sales in the densely populated central cities. The main soda sold is Qingfeng soda, which is also orange soda. It uses local oranges that are unique to the area. The skin is thin and the flesh is thick. The juice is sweet with a slight sour taste, which is unique.

Thanks to its long-standing reputation and unique flavor, no matter how other soda brands enter the local market, they are still unable to shake its dominant position.

It is also because of this that the Qingfeng Soda Factory has its own considerations and pride and does not want to join any national soda guild at all.

"What soda guild? We won't go! What's the point of doing this? Our factory is selling soda very well, others should stay out of our way!" Xie Chang, the director of Qingfeng Soda Factory, is over 50 years old. He is tall, with thick eyebrows and a square face. He is quite imposing, and the contempt and disgust in his words are easily noticeable.

That is not concealed at all.

Zhao Jianjun felt ashamed in his heart. He didn't know what this guy was so arrogant about. When he went to meet people from Beibingyang Soda, they all called each other brothers, but this little Xie was so arrogant?

"Old Xie, look at what you are thinking. Now it's good that you are firmly ranked first here, but who among us is not well-known? Our 119 is still firmly ranked first in the entire Haining Province, and the Arctic Ocean is also firmly ranked first in the capital. But the times are changing, and everyone has to make progress. There is no harm in communicating more!"

At this point, Lin Xiang noticed that Director Zhao raised his chin and adjusted his collar and cuffs, with a strong sense of showing off.

It seems to be saying, you little brat, you are the first? Who is not the first?

Factory Director Xie, with the stubbornness typical of middle-aged men, refused to listen and said, "No, there's no point in going. Our factory doesn't want to participate in this kind of thing."

Deputy Director He was very polite and could not help but smooth things over: "Director Zhao, Manager Lin, our factory rarely communicates with other factories. We just do our own thing. We appreciate your kindness."

Seeing this, Lin Xiang handed over the information in her hand and said, "Director Xie, Deputy Director He, I am an official from the National Development Administration. This time I have a mission to publicize the necessary information to each factory, including trademark registration, contract specifications, and economic law-related training. The factory can send more people to learn more."

There is no harm in learning more about these things, otherwise you will not be completely ruined by foreign capital in the future.

Deputy Director He was about to take the information and said, "Okay, we will definitely study hard. Thank you for the Development Bureau's concern."

But Director Xie glared at him, returned the information, and said impatiently: "Why do you do all this mess every day? How many years have our factory been in business? Do we still need others to teach us how to produce soda and how to sell things? You guys should leave quickly, I won't see you off!"

"Hey!" Zhao Jianjun, who was always cheerful with everyone, frowned now, "Old Xie, you have such a bad temper! Only we have good tempers and are generous enough not to bother with you! If you want to join the guild in the future, it won't be as easy as today."

"I'm not going!"

The two middle-aged men, who were over a hundred years old in total, quarreled until their faces turned red and their necks became thick. Seeing this, Lin Xiang tried to persuade them and finally left with Director Zhao.

"Director, please don't argue with Director Xie. He is too rigid in his thinking. He is content to stay here for a short while and doesn't want to listen to or accept anything."

Zhao Jianjun had a quarrel with someone and let it go. He didn't take it personally, or he would have lived a few years less. But everyone has a temper, so he threatened: "If he has the guts, don't come!"

Before leaving, Lin Xiang looked back at the sign of the Qingfeng Soda Factory. It was the fourth largest soda factory in the country with a huge scale and thousands of workers. It was also among those that were besieged and banned by foreign colas a few years later. It was so glorious in the past, but it disappeared later. After the millennium, no one talked about it anymore.

Now it seems that Director Xie's stubborn attitude and refusal to listen to advice may lead him to the same disastrous ending as the course of history.

But it's hard to persuade the damned ghost with kind words, and Lin Xiang doesn't have much time and energy to waste here. His own publicity mission has not yet been completed, and the guild for the entire industry has not yet been settled.

In today's state-owned enterprises, especially in China which has only experienced reform and opening up for eight years, most people do not have much understanding of the market and capital, so they will fall in the early stages, be cheated and schemed, and pay countless tuition fees.

Lin Xiang popularized various contracts and regulations everywhere, and worked with colleagues in the Development Bureau to draw up plans, which were issued by the unit and notified to factories and enterprises across the country. However, the efficiency was really low.

It was not until half a year later that the National Soft Drinks Association, led by Zhao Jianjun, was finally established.

After the founding of the People's Republic of China, the country's first soda guild absorbed four large soda factories, six medium-sized soda factories, and more than 30 small soda factories.

The other three large soda factories, including Qingfeng Soda Factory, still refused.

The guild is a spontaneous organization among the people and has no official status. The first president is Zhao Jianjun, the leader.

Lin Xiang received the detailed information that the guild handed over to the Development Bureau. The president, vice president, team leaders, etc. have been clearly elected.

Director Luo also read the report and did not have any opinion as it was still in the pilot stage. He said: "Giving them a guild badge is also a form of support."

The sign certified by the General Administration of Development was framed and hung in the guild’s mobile headquarters—Zhao Jianjun’s office at the 119 Soda Factory.

With the establishment of the Soda Drinks Guild, any notifications and publicity reminders became much easier. Lin Xiang contacted the president Zhao Jianjun, who then notified the guild members.

After all, they agreed to join the guild, so everyone had to give him some face. Plus, Zhao Jianjun was friendly and could treat everyone like a brother, so everyone respected him.

In addition, members have made great progress in internal communication, reminding each other of various production technology innovations, helping each other and making progress together.

Over the next six months, new members gradually joined the soda guild, and the soda factories that had initially been on the sidelines also took action, and the industry prospered for a while.

This made Zhao Jianjun very happy. Although it was not an official position, it sounded quite impressive.

Especially since the deputy factory director of Beibingyang Soda is the vice president and he is devoted to running the guild with me, how respectable it is.

The only regret is that some old-brand soda manufacturers are too stubborn and have always refused to join, such as Qingfeng Soda, which is too arrogant. Several new beverage soda manufacturers that have emerged in the past two years also look down on this.

During the US Olympic Games a few years ago, the newly emerged "Magic Water" entered the Olympic stage as the only sponsor of the Chinese team. This kind of sports drink is a different track. When Zhao Jianjun heard about it, he was envious and almost prepared to let the factory develop and give it a try.

It was Lin Xiang who dissuaded him.

"Director, there are so many kinds of drinks in the world, we can't keep up. For now, let's just deal with the soda and juice." There will be a tough battle in a few years, and it is not advisable to spread the stalls too wide. If we blindly follow the trend now, we may not catch up quickly and may end up losing sight of one thing while focusing on another.

Zhao Jianjun thought about it and realized that this made sense, so he went back to the factory and continued to prepare new juice with the researchers there.

While the second factory was developing in full swing, the first factory next door was experiencing tremendous changes.

After eight years, Qin Yangbo, the director of the shrimp sauce workshop, retired. In 1986, Director Huang, who was getting older and in declining health, also announced his retirement. He promoted the deputy director to lead the factory together with Secretary Tang, who was nearly seventy years old and still working.

Zhao Jianjun also attended the retirement ceremony of Director Huang. He couldn't help but feel emotional. He is also old, in his sixties, and he doesn't know how many more years he can hold on. Who will take over when the time comes?

Unfortunately, the person who I think is most suitable for succession has a stable job.

However, no matter how emotional he was, there were still so many workers in the factory and he had no time to think about anything else.

The second factory has coconut juice, supplemented by mango juice, pineapple juice, kumquat juice, orange juice, orange soda, and newly blended passion fruit juice and kumquat juice. It can be said that the flavors are rich and everything is wonderful.

By the end of 1987, the National Soft Drinks Association held its first meeting in the capital, a year after its establishment. All member factories sent senior leaders to the meeting, mainly to discuss current development issues and the direction of the soft drink industry.

In the past two years, new beverages have gradually emerged, causing a considerable impact on traditional soda factories. Market share has been divided up, sales have declined, and this has attracted great attention.

Ten years after the reform and opening up, there are more and more self-employed businesses, and private enterprises are springing up like mushrooms after rain. Even some civil servants and state-owned factory workers have begun to resign and start their own businesses, but such behavior is nothing but stupidity in the eyes of the vast majority of employees with iron rice bowls.

When Zhao Jianjun came over, he brought some passion fruit juice and kumquat juice, which will be supplied to the whole country next month.

When handing the newly prepared juice to Lin Xiang, the two chatted for a while. Zhao Jianjun talked about the dilemma that 119 has felt in the past year: "In the past, the sales volume has been increasing every year. It is really different from the second half of last year to the first half of this year. It is falling. Although the increase is not large, we have carefully studied that many functional drinks, sports drinks and carbonated drinks such as cola are selling well, and the advertising is also overwhelming. The momentum is very strong and the impact is not small."

Lin Xiang knew clearly that the complicated and heavy state-owned factories were large in scale, with backward management systems and rigid thinking. Their production and business models were still stuck in the past 20 years. One factory could even be said to support the entire family of a worker. Even the work was still a succession system, and the burden was extremely heavy. How could they compare with the private economy that was born under the trend of reform and opening up? They were destined to be washed up on the beach by the tide of the times.

At present, some state-owned factories have begun to show adverse reactions, with poor efficiency, heavy burdens, and are staggering under their aging bodies.

After graduating, Lin Xiang worked for six years, accumulating savings, experience and connections. Two years ago, he spent 1,000 yuan to buy a small house in the capital. It is not as good as a courtyard house, but the location is particularly good. This year, he sold it for 8,000 yuan and saved a lot of money. In addition, he has a deeper understanding of this era and avoided the most chaotic development period after the reform and opening up, so he is willing to change.

"Director, 119 can also consider reforms. Under the current circumstances, no one can stand still."

Zhao Jianjun had a vague feeling that beneath the seemingly calm sea surface, there were actually turbulent waves.

The crisis is coming.

"The 119th Army has just completed its disarmament work. According to the requirements of the state, the connection between the army and the factory must be completely cut off and separated. We are preparing for this recently. After a few months, the 119th Food Factory will have nothing to do with the 119th Army. At that time, we have to see how to develop. We can't just stand there while others are making progress."

"That's right."

Lin Xiang was about to go home with two boxes of soda. Before leaving, she heard Zhao Jianjun say, "Old Huang from Factory 1 retired last year. I think Old Tang will retire soon, too, considering his age. Just talk about what happened this past year. Time has passed so quickly."

Lin Xiang was a little surprised, but then she thought, so many years have passed, and the factory director Huang and Secretary Tang have also grown old.

"The situation at Factory One is worse than that at Factory Two. Old Huang has also been concerned about it after he retired. He has told me several times when we were having tea in private that the sales volume of canned food at Factory One is declining. It's because there are too many food vendors outside, and they have taken up too much market share. The key lies in the competition among canned food vendors, which are of all kinds. Who would have thought that there would be these things before..." Zhao Jianjun had never thought that such a glorious factory as Factory One would still be in this situation.

Lin Xiang pointed out a few things: "The first factory should also change its style according to the current tastes of the people. It also needs to know how to sell things. It can't use the old methods. Now is not the same as it was ten years ago."

The two talked for a while before parting. When Lin Xiang returned home with two wooden boxes, the girl came up to her after smelling the juice and asked, "Mom, what kind of juice is this? I've never seen it before!"

"These are new juices produced by the soda factory where mom used to work. This is passion fruit juice, and this is kumquat juice." Lin Xiang took the lead in opening the lids of the two kinds of juice and let the girl drink them herself.

Passion fruit tastes sour, so honey needs to be added when making the juice to neutralize the sourness. The prepared passion fruit juice is sour and sweet, and the taste is very tempting, especially for children.

He Lin had never tasted juice like this before, and her watery eyes were full of surprise: "It tastes so good!"

I tried the kumquat juice again, it was also good!

When grandma came back from delivering clothes and dad came home from the military, He Lin passed the juice to him like a treasure: "Grandma, drink it, dad, drink it."

He Guifang is older and her teeth are not so good. She is not so fond of the sweet and sour passion fruit. She looks like her teeth are hurt by the sourness and prefers kumquat juice instead.

He Lin poured a glass of warm water for her grandmother, then turned around and saw her father drinking passion fruit juice without changing his expression. She asked, "Dad, is it delicious?"

He Hongyuan always drinks wine and tea with big gulps. He took a big gulp of passion fruit juice and it tasted good. He nodded and said, "It tastes good. The things from 119 are good."

"Dad, why don't you spit out the seeds?" He Lin waited for a long time.

"What seeds are you spitting out?" He Hongyuan asked in confusion.

"Yes, there are a lot of seeds in it. My mom said they are passion fruit seeds. I vomited a lot of seeds after drinking it."

He Hongyuan:?

"I drank it all."

He Lin was dumbfounded and hurried to report to her mother: "Mom, something happened, it's all over, Dad drank all the seeds!"

Lin Xiang came out of the bedroom and said indifferently: "Just drink it. Some people like to spit it out, while others like to drink it all at once."

"No! No!" He Lin said anxiously, touching her belly, "If you eat watermelon and don't spit out the seeds, watermelons will grow in your belly in the future, and then passion fruit will grow in Dad's belly!"

Lin Xiang & He Hongyuan:?

Lin Xiang suddenly remembered that everyone likes to teach children to spit out the seeds when eating watermelon. Remember to spit out the seeds when eating watermelon, and the same applies to eating other things, otherwise they will sprout and bear fruit in the stomach later.

Children are simple-minded, but they also have true faith.

At least He Lin firmly believed this.

He Hongyuan looked at his daughter-in-law helplessly and rubbed her head.

After dinner, Lin Xiang saw He Hongyuan finished washing the dishes and hurriedly called him: "I have something to tell you."

He Hongyuan looked at his daughter-in-law's serious expression and knew that it was a serious matter. He raised his sword-like eyebrows and said, "That's right. I have something to tell you too."

The couple went to the bedroom, and Lin Xiang said, "I'm ready to resign."

After saying this, Lin Xiang looked at her husband, but she didn't see how surprised he was: "Aren't you shocked?"

He Hongyuan was a little surprised: "Yes, but not much. To be honest, I thought you probably didn't like working in the company that much."

In his perception, his wife was clearly at the 119 factory, developing coconut juice one moment and making yellow water the next, and she was extremely active and free every time she came up with a new move.

After graduation, I worked in a business unit assigned by the school. It was stable enough, but it was a bit restrictive and a waste of my wife's talent.

Lin Xiang was even more surprised. She had never mentioned this idea to her husband, but he knew that she liked her previous job more.

He Hongyuan continued: "If you really want to resign, then resign."

"I guess other people who hear this will think I'm crazy or stupid." Lin Xiang went over and kissed the man on the cheek, "You're the only one who doesn't think so."

He Hongyuan himself is not a person who follows the rules. He has gained more experience in recent years and has become more stable. In addition, his wife is capable and considers things carefully. Otherwise, he would not have considered resigning after working for six years.

"Of course, your job is up to you to decide." He Hongyuan was curious, "Are you going to quit and take a rest or do you want to start a business?"

He vaguely guessed what his daughter-in-law was thinking.

"Do some business and make some money." In the first few years of reform and opening up, opportunities and risks coexisted. Even in 1983 and 1984, the policies were somewhat inconsistent and several well-known self-employed people were thrown into jail.

Now, over the past decade, society has become more open, and it is time to quit your job and start your own business.

Seizing the opportunity to make money is also for the purpose of retiring early.

Although Lin Xiang already had an idea, she still had to discuss it with her husband. After all, they were a couple and couldn't keep everything secret from each other.

After finishing her story, Lin Xiang remembered that her husband had just been serious, and asked, "So what did you want to say just now?"

"The national military has just completed a massive reduction of millions of troops. This reduction lasted for three years. Now the military is being streamlined and no redundant teams are needed. The 119th Army has also reorganized and recently sent a transfer report to the Capital Military Region to let me go back. At the same time, I was promoted to brigade commander."

Lin Xiang almost jumped up, trying to calm herself down, but it was hard to conceal the excitement and joy in her words: "Then you will be Brigade Commander He in the future! Are you the youngest Brigade Commander of the 119th?"

He Hongyuan himself was not that excited, but seeing his wife's surprised and happy expression, he couldn't help but curl his lips and said, "Yes."

"Wow~" Lin Xiang's eyebrows curved, raised his hands to his eyebrows, and saluted, "Hello, Brigade Commander, goodbye!"

This was the first time that He Hongyuan was called Brigade Commander He, and it was said by his wife. He grabbed Lin Xiang's hand, put it to his lips and gently kissed it: "The transfer order has not been officially issued yet, so I am not considered now."

"No matter~" Lin Xiang was happy for her man, "I'll call him Brigade Commander He! He's really amazing. Our Hongyuan is already Brigade Commander He at his young age!"

He Hongyuan, who is already over 40 years old:?

I can't look at the word "young" directly.

The two were talking when the bedroom door was suddenly slammed. A sound came through the wooden door: "Dad, Mom, what are you talking about in the room? I want to come in."

"Come in, the door is not locked." Lin Xiangyang said.

He Lin ran to her father and asked mysteriously, "Dad, is your stomach okay? Have the passion fruit seeds sprouted?"

He Hongyuan: "..."

Ignoring his lover who was laughing so hard beside him, He Hongyuan showed a bit of helplessness on his ageless face: "Linlin, eating the seeds won't grow anything."

He Lin didn't believe it. She had heard every adult say this since she was three years old, and she had believed it for more than ten years. She was always very careful when eating fruits and vegetables with seeds. She would spit them out completely and would never eat them.

"But that's what adults said when I was a kid! Dad, why don't you help me eat another watermelon and see if a watermelon will grow after eating the seeds. The teacher said that practice is the only criterion for testing truth."

"Hahahahahahaha." Lin Xiang really couldn't help but laughed out loud.

The girl is using her father as a test subject.

He Hongyuan: "..."

It’s a headache. This girl is really a jinx to me!

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In June 1988, Lin Xiang officially resigned from the Development Bureau. Despite the shock and incomprehension of most people, he resolutely gave up his stable job.

Colleagues and acquaintances from other units were very confused when they heard about it.

"Xiao Lin is not going to do business too, is he?"

"Oh my god, she's giving up her stable job with a salary of 70 or 80 yuan a month. Is she going to open a street stall?"

"As a graduate of Kyoto University, why don't you have a stable job and start a street stall? That's too embarrassing."

Only a few colleagues didn't care and said, "Xiao Lin is a very opinionated person. Since she dared to resign, she must have thought it through. With her ability, she can do anything well."

Another person refuted: "Is it true? Don't be fooled into setting up a street stall. You won't make more than 70 or 80 yuan a month."

Amidst all the hustle and bustle behind him, Lin Xiang walked away relaxed, preparing to earn some money and retire early.

However, just as she was preparing to spend 15,000 yuan to purchase a poorly managed bakery that was about to go bankrupt after her inspection, news suddenly came from 119.

Kong Zhenzhen was anxious: "Xiangxiang, do you know? Factory One is in financial difficulties and is about to be acquired! Secretary Tang is almost dying of anxiety!"