"He's quite capable, and I might want to sign him for a long term."
"Then he'll be so happy." Miao Tianming could imagine how excited she was. "By the way, sister, are you really not going abroad to study on May Day?"
"He still doesn't plan to leave this year." Zhou Jiao had already asked her youngest son, and he had turned down the school's public scholarship for studying abroad this year.
According to him, studying abroad or something like that would have to wait a little longer. The child said he needed to think about it, so Zhou Jiao didn't ask any more questions.
Anyway, once he makes a decision, he will naturally discuss it with his family first.
"Okay, if he's coming over, tell me and I'll pick him up."
Zhou Jiao laughed happily when she heard this, "Maybe the country where he studied abroad is farther away from you than China."
"It's okay, just a quick trip. Sister, I can't go back this year, but I'll try to come back to see you next year."
"Okay, be safe. Remember to say hello to my uncles."
After hanging up the phone in a hurry, Zhou Jiao remembered that she forgot to ask: How much is the 200,000 US dollars that belongs to Yi Jiefang and others now?
But never mind, there’s no rush, the year-end list will be clear at a glance.
Although Miao Tianming did not mention the current profit of 200,000 on the phone just now, she could still roughly estimate the result.
The original 40,000 RMB was converted into US dollars according to the exchange rate, and after deducting the exchange fees, the miscellaneous expenses accounted for 10% of her total investment.
It is a pity that they did not use leverage this time. Although the operations were synchronized, with an investment of 200,000 yuan, no matter how much money was rolled in, it would still be a loss.
If leverage is used, each person will get at least over one million US dollars.
What a pity...
"The decline next month will be significant. Should we ask them again?" It's not that Zhou Jiao wants to be a saint. Putting such a small amount of money in it is not only awkward no matter how you look at it, but also difficult to operate.
After hearing what she said, Zhang Guoqing pondered for a moment, smiled bitterly and shook his head.
"What's wrong?"
Zhang Guoqing glanced at her and said, "Headache!"
"..." Zhou Jiao blinked, "Are you worried that if you make too much money, it will scare them?"
"That's a minor issue. The main thing is that I don't want anyone to know how much you've earned, at least not for a few years. The timing isn't right yet."
Zhou Jiao smiled knowingly. It was only the end of 1981, and she planned to withdraw her funds after the Plaza Accord. Over time, it wouldn't be noticeable.
"Then I'll do as you say. There will be plenty of opportunities to make money in the future anyway. After I finish the next wave, I won't be playing futures anymore. Starting next year, I'll slowly move my funds into the stock market."
Zhang Guoqing smiled and nodded without saying a word.
That would be the best.
You have to know that it was the early 1980s, and 50 million was not a small sum in any country. Of course, real rich people would not look down on tens of millions.
But every country's intelligence agency is not a pushover.
Everything has to be done slowly, step by step, without rushing.
As time goes by, foreign countries are still quietly grabbing money as planned.
In the blink of an eye, it is winter vacation again. Because Ping An and Wu Yi went to the grassroots for internship during this summer vacation, they can rest at home during the winter vacation.
In an instant, the Zhou family returned to its former bustle. For several days, there were people coming and going, and the noise was so loud that it gave Zhou Jiao a headache.
"Son, you don't sell couplets anymore?"
Wuyi looked at her in surprise. "Didn't you say that remote command is the real skill? I'm leaving it to Brother Shitou and his men now."
"Mom, do you want to stay at the old house for a few days?" Liuyi handed her the tea. "How about I take you out for a walk? The market has everything now."
Ping An glanced at Wu Yi and then looked at Zhou Jiao with a smile, "Mom, Grandpa is going to take Grandma on a visit at the end of the year. How about we not spend the New Year at home and go out for a walk?"
Wuyi touched his nose and followed closely in agreement: "Yes, my dad happens to have New Year's leave. How about we go back to our hometown after the New Year's Eve?"
Liuyi nodded in agreement. "That's right. It's even more noisy at the end of the year with so many people coming and going. We don't have to go back to our hometown. Haishi is also good. Mom, which place do you like?"
Zhou Jiao looked at her three sons. Why did the topic suddenly turn to going out? However, her husband hadn't been home for many years, so while her parents were away, it would be a good time for them to go back home for the New Year.
"Do you like going back to your hometown?"
The three Ping'an brothers looked at each other and smiled when they heard this. It would be a nice idea to go to Daqingshan for a trip, just to relive the good times of the past.
Liuyi was very attentive. He immediately asked, "Mom, will it bother you if we go back to our hometown?"
"They dare?" Wuyi's face immediately darkened. "If anyone makes my mother unhappy, no matter who she is, I will crush her to death."
Liuyi frowned, "What are you talking about? When my parents go back, there will be people coming to visit. If anyone comes, you can crush them to death."
"Then what do you say we should do? How about going to Hai City?"
Zhou Jiao interrupted her sons' conversation with a laugh, "Alright, your mom isn't that fragile. Let's go back home. Don't tell your dad yet. I'll take a day off from work tomorrow and give him a big surprise."
"Mom, should I ask Brother Shitou if they're coming back?"
Zhou Jiao nodded noncommittally. "It's okay to ask. But they might not leave. They only go back with the children during the summer vacation, and it's cold now."
Wuyi nodded. It wouldn't matter if he really left; his father could travel by soft sleeper. But the brothers didn't return home until they were five, so they couldn't force others.
The New Year is coming to an end, and Zhang Guoqing has some free time. He accidentally discovered that his wife has started to prepare New Year gifts again. It seems that it is time to send packages again.
He didn't ask much, but instead thought about whether the family should go back to their hometown. However, seeing her busying around, Zhang Guoqing felt reluctant to let her go.
It was so hard to get her to relax for a few days, but she had to ride in the car, endure the cold, and entertain relatives and friends. It seemed that this kind of entertainment was not suitable for his wife.
Before he could come up with a solution that would satisfy both parties, the twenty-fifth day of the twelfth lunar month arrived.
As soon as Zhou Jiao received the international fax from Heizi, she ordered her three sons to start packing bags without saying a word.
"Wife, what are you doing?" Zhang Guoqing looked at her with amusement, "Are you going to abandon me and run away from home with your mother?"
Zhou Jiao glanced at him in a reproachful manner, "Yes, I don't need you anymore. Hurry up and catch up. The train is about to leave."
"Where to go? Why don't I know?"
The three Ping An brothers laughed in delight, picked up their luggage and walked out. His mother could handle her father!
"Come with me." Zhou Jiao shook her head and turned to walk out. Why would she reveal the answer in advance? Wouldn't it mean there would be no surprise?
Zhang Guoqing raised his eyebrows in a smile and took the thing from her hand: "You won't tell me, right? Then I'll pretend I don't know. I just don't know how I can cooperate to make her smile."
Knowing his wife well, he knew she would definitely go back to her hometown in Northeast China. Even if she was tired of socializing with outsiders, she would still go for him.
His silly wife always touches his heart.
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