The trash can was empty after I took out the trash in the living room that afternoon. Normally, throwing a bottle of wine that tall into the trash can is about the same as throwing it directly on the ground. And since Yifei threw it into the can in anger, it should have made a heavy thud. But there was no sound of a glass bottle hitting the trash can, let alone a crisp sound.
And the moment she threw it into the trash can, it felt heavy, but something felt off in her hand; a bottle of wine feels different from other objects.
Yi Feifei looked at the liquor box in the trash can, a puzzled expression on her pretty face. She said, "It shouldn't be a bar. Why didn't the bottle make a crisp sound when it was thrown on the ground?"
With a puzzled look, Yi Feifei took the wine bottle packaging box out of the trash can. Her slender hands opened the box, and what she saw inside stunned her: bundles of ten-yuan notes.
She poured the money out of the wine box; ten bundles of RMB totaled ten thousand yuan, filling the entire box.
The couple only earns about 100 yuan a month. They've never seen so much money before. No one would be so generous with gifts for them. These days, a gift worth 100 or 200 yuan is considered a lot.
It's no secret that the machinery factory will be contracted out next year; it's open to the public. Many people have given him gifts before. Yun Guangwei gave him a gift yesterday, the most he gave was 600 yuan. In his opinion, 600 yuan is enough to secure the contract for the machinery factory; these days, no one would be so generous.
Yi Minghui and his wife couldn't stop smiling as they looked at the bundle of ten-yuan bills on the coffee table. How many years would it take them to earn that much money?
It's 1984 now, after all. Dong Qing sent such a big gift, so there's no reason for the couple to be unhappy.
Besides, it wouldn't be a fundamental mistake to contract out the machinery factory to anyone in the end, so why not accept such a generous gift?
When Dong Qing and her brother returned home, they sat down on the sofa. Dong Da Mei asked, "Brother, how much money did you give them?"
Dong Qing held up one finger. Dong Damei didn't believe it was a hundred yuan. Even if a hundred yuan was only five yuan, the liquor bottle and box wouldn't weigh that much. She couldn't believe it and asked, "A thousand?"
Sending a gift worth a thousand yuan at once is practically a death sentence! She couldn't believe her brother could do such a thing.
Dong Qing shook his head and said, "Ten thousand?"
Dong Damei's face changed when she heard her brother's words. How could anyone give a gift like that? Ten thousand yuan all at once, just for that machinery factory that loses money every year. Isn't giving a gift like that just throwing money away?
In this day and age, small favors can be settled with a gift of a few dozen yuan, while big favors can be settled with a gift of a hundred yuan. Nobody would be willing to spend that much money on a contracted project. She said, "Brother, are you crazy?"
Dong Qing said, "I'm not crazy. The money I gave away will be returned to me by Yi Feifei and her husband in other ways."
Dong Damei asked, "How can she repay you?"
Dong Qing said, "The rent is set by the factory; he can just give me a lower rent."
Dong Damei said, "The rent was set by the factory leaders before the Spring Festival holiday. It's 50,000 yuan a year. I don't think they can reduce it much."
Just then, there was a knock at the door. Dongqing whispered, "She's here. Open the door."
Dong Damei walked to the door and opened it. Indeed, it was Yi Feifei standing at the door. She said, "So it's Master Yi. Please come in!"
Yi Feifei walked into the living room with a smile and sat down on the sofa.
Women in their thirties are more mature. Yi Feifei has experienced the beauty and trials of time. Although she is past the age of youthful beauty, time has added to her feminine charm and mature beauty. Her beauty is definitely not lacking compared to those young and beautiful girls, and she looks more womanly.
After she sat down, she said, "After you left, my husband and I discussed it. We've worked together for many years, and our two families have always had a good relationship. We've decided to contract out the machinery factory to your younger brother. Originally, the workers were to be paid their original wages, and the contract fee was 50,000 yuan a year. You know about this, but my husband said that since my brother wants to take over the factory, it can't be treated the same as others. He'll have my husband go back to the factory after the New Year to discuss it again and find some reasons to lower the annual contract fee to 40,000 yuan. You can start preparing to take over the factory next year."
Dong Qing was right. After hearing this, Dong Da Mei unconsciously looked at her younger brother. She really didn't know that her brother was so clever in handling things, and that he could get the money back after giving it away.
Dong Qing smiled and said, "Thank you so much, Director Yi, for your help."
Yi Feifei laughed and said, "Don't call me 'master' anymore, it sounds awful. Just call me 'sister' like your eldest sister does."
Yi Feifei has a really bad reputation. People would rather call her Master Yi than Sister Yi, but since they need her help, they can't refuse, so they reluctantly call her Sister Yi.
Yi Feifei smiled and said, "Just call me 'sister'. If you need anything in the future, just ask. I can usually help you sort things out!"
Yi Feifei wasn't exaggerating when she said that. She can usually do things, but she absolutely won't do anything without giving a gift. She won't do anything for anyone for free, unless it's her own parents or siblings.
After Yi Feifei left, Dong Damei asked, "What products do you plan to produce after you contracted the machinery factory? The products we're currently producing are obsolete; otherwise, the factory wouldn't be losing money every year."
Dong Qing said, "For example, the corn threshers you are producing now are all old-fashioned. They have high horsepower but low efficiency, are bulky, and have too high a cost. Now that land has been distributed to individual households, most farmers can't afford them, which is why they can't be sold."
Dong Damei said, "Currently, all corn threshers are of these few models, and no one can develop a new one for the time being. Can you change this situation?"
Dong Damei couldn't believe that her younger brother could turn the situation around. In an era of economic scarcity, no one could reverse such a perplexing situation.
In his previous life, Dong Qing started his business by contracting a county machinery factory. He was very knowledgeable about agricultural machinery. The corn threshers of the 21st century are small in size and highly efficient. In the 1980s, there was no such production technology. If he had produced the corn thresher technology of the 21st century in the 1980s, it would have been unique. It would have been strange if he hadn't become rich.
Dong Qing said, "I have a way to improve it, and at the same time, we need to set up a production line for agricultural motorized tricycles."
You've probably never seen or even heard of a motorized agricultural tricycle before 1984. Rural agricultural transport machinery included large four-wheeled tractors, small four-wheeled tractors, and hand-held tractors. Many people have never even seen what a motorized agricultural tricycle looked like.
Dong Damei asked, "What does this motorized farm tricycle you're talking about look like? We've never seen one before. How do you expect the craftsman to manufacture it?"
Dong Qing said, "Other cities already have motorized agricultural tricycles. I can't explain the technology to you clearly. In the future, I will draw up the designs, and the factory can buy the materials and weld them. Other parts can be bought ready-made and assembled."
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