After a satisfying meal, Chen Ze carefully selected some exquisite desserts, pastries, and other treats from the restaurant, which resembled works of art, and meticulously packed them to take home.
When he returned to Chenjia Village, the sun was already setting, and it was exactly 6:30 in the evening. Chen Ze gently pushed open the door and immediately called out affectionately, "Grandma, I'm back!"
Grandma came out of her room when she heard the noise, muttering, "My dear grandson, why are you only coming home now? Have you eaten yet?"
A sweet smile appeared on Chen Ze's face: "Grandma, I ate out, and I brought back some pastries and desserts for you."
Grandma walked over with faltering steps and held his hand tightly: "My dear grandson, come and help Grandma take a look at the radio. I don't know why it suddenly stopped working."
Chen Ze put the pastries on the table, went to his grandmother's room, picked up her radio, looked at it from left to right but couldn't figure out what was wrong with it. Unfortunately, he wasn't an electronics technician and didn't know how to repair it.
This was an old radio that could play cassette tapes. He pressed the buttons on top a few times, but it still didn't work. So he said to his grandmother, "Grandma, this radio is broken. I'll buy you a new one tomorrow."
When Grandma heard that something was wrong and that a new radio needed to be bought, she immediately took a metal box out of the wooden wardrobe, placed it on the bedside table, and slowly opened the lid.
He pulled out a red plastic bag, opened it, and inside was a gray cloth bag. He then unfolded the cloth bag and found another black cloth bag inside, which was tied with a rope.
Chen Ze thought it looked a bit like a Russian nesting doll, with layer upon layer. He guessed that it might be his grandmother's dowry money hidden inside. Sure enough, after his grandmother untied the rope, there was another cloth bag inside, layer upon layer, and he didn't know how many more layers there were.
The last layer of cloth was finally untied, revealing a small stack of old coins, which were from the founding period of the People's Republic of China and are no longer in circulation.
Chen Ze looked at it carefully and saw a silver dollar and a medal. He picked up the medal and looked at it, and found that it said "Third Class Merit".
After Chen Ze inquired, he learned that his grandmother had participated in the Vietnam War. She was a battlefield medic and was awarded a third-class merit for saving people in the midst of gunfire.
The old banknotes were mostly one, two, and five-yuan notes, along with quite a few coins. Grandma counted them and said, "Grandson, there are over a hundred yuan here. That's enough to buy a radio, isn't it?"
Chen Ze felt a lump in his throat and quickly said, "Grandma, you don't need to spend your money. I have plenty of money now, and I'll buy you a better radio tomorrow."
Grandma stubbornly stuffed the money into his hand, saying, "This won't do. You still need a lot of money for your studies. This is money that Grandma saved up herself."
His grandmother's words brought tears to his eyes. He grasped her hands and said earnestly, "Grandma, I really have a lot of money, more than I could spend in several lifetimes."
However, Grandma didn't believe him at all.
Suddenly, Grandma shouted anxiously, "My dear grandson, quickly go and check if the water has boiled yet."
Chen Ze stuffed the money into the tin box, ran quickly to the kitchen, and saw that the water had boiled and spilled out of the pot.
I hurriedly lifted the iron pot off the coal stove, then took the aluminum basin that Grandma usually used to wash her feet. I poured in boiling water and added some cold water. After testing the temperature with my hand to make sure it was safe to put my feet in, I immediately brought it to Grandma.
Then I took Grandma's towel, wet it, and gently wiped her face while holding her chin in my hands.
Grandma closed her eyes, enjoying her grandson's care, her face full of happiness.
Immediately afterwards, Chen Ze lifted up his grandmother's trouser leg, revealing a pair of dry, yellowed legs. He gently placed her feet into the hot water in the aluminum basin, and then applied Shanghai medicated soap to her legs. This type of soap is very beneficial to human skin.
Chen Ze sat on a small stool, earnestly rubbing his grandmother's feet, while his grandmother rubbed his head with her hand, her face full of doting affection.
The next morning, Chen Ze went for a run on Zhujiang Avenue as usual, running a total of six kilometers round trip. When he first started, he ran five kilometers.
I've been running this route for six months now, and I feel that running five kilometers is too easy, so I've started adding one kilometer. I choose a route that allows me to run to Guangfu Restaurant in one round trip, and then go in for breakfast to replenish my energy.
"Aze, so early."
He looked in the direction of the sound and saw Chen Youfu walking towards him with a smile.
Chen Ze joked, "Uncle Youfu, you're a CEO, why are you up so early? Are you going on a date with your sweetheart?"
Chen Youfu scoffed, "You have the nerve to talk back to me? You were kidnapped once and you still dare to go for a run alone. This time they robbed you of your money, next time they might rob you of your virtue. Be careful."
The two walked and talked, and soon arrived at the 201 Boss's private room.
As soon as he sat down, Chen Ze picked up the menu on the table and ordered food. He was starving after running six kilometers, so he ordered a lot of food regardless of whether he could finish it.
"Aze, the price of silk fabric in the fabric market has gone up again recently. Should we raise the price of our Baihe brand dresses accordingly?"
Instead of answering, Chen Ze asked, "What's the price of our skirts now?"
"A dress made of ordinary fabric costs 119 yuan, a dress made of pure cotton costs 299 yuan, and a dress made of silk costs 799 yuan."
"Uncle Youfu, I think a price increase of 30 yuan for each style is reasonable."
After some discussion, they finally decided to raise the price of the white lotus dress by 25 yuan. The two chatted for more than an hour before Chen Youfu got up and left.
He had only been gone a short while when Chen Hao walked in with a stunningly beautiful woman in his arms.
Chen Ze glanced at him, then covered his forehead with his hand, sighing inwardly: Spring has come, and the stallion is out sowing seeds again.
"Brother Ze, what kind of attitude is this? Are you jealous? If you want, I can introduce you to someone, on the condition that you can't charge me any fees for this investment in US stocks and gold."
"You wish! I'm offering to help you make money without charging you any fees. I think 5% is too low; 10% would be more appropriate."
Upon hearing this, Chen Hao quickly reached out to stop him from continuing, "Brother Ze, no, no, no, let's talk this out. Money is hard to earn and life is tough. If you keep doing this, I won't be able to live a carefree life."
Chen Ze sneered, "I heard from your dad that you opened another Cantonese restaurant in Baiyun District."
Chen Hao said smugly, "Brother Ze, I've opened one not only in Baiyun District, but also in Tianhe District. It'll be open in half a month. By the way, Brother Ze, there's a flower festival in Huadu today. Do you want to go?"
Chen Ze said irritably, "What am I, a grown man, doing admiring flowers? Am I crazy?"
"Brother Ze, you're really sick. It's such a waste not to use all that money to live it up. By the way, I checked US stocks and gold last night, and they've gone up another five points. Looks like I'll have to swallow my pride and not make a few hundred million this time."
Chen Ze stood up and gave him the middle finger: "I'm leaving first, I'm going to buy a new radio for my grandma."
Chen Hao waved his hand, "Take care, and don't bother seeing me off."
After Chen Ze left, Chen Hao's girlfriend asked, "Brother Hao, you said he made a lot of money. Is he as rich as you?"
Chen Hao chuckled and said, "My money is just a drop in the bucket for him."
The woman playfully punched his chest and said in a sweet voice, "Brother Hao, you're exaggerating a bit."
Chen Hao: ...
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