The original Nan Dawan Dongshan Bay was like a book that was hard to finish reading, and was messed up by the years.
But the world that appeared in Wan Feng's eyes at this moment was completely separated from his memory, separated into two completely different pages.
Dozens of construction sites of various sizes are lined up along the mountain bend, neatly planned.
Although these construction sites are still in the semi-finished stage, their current appearance has already determined the future prosperity of this area.
Even with the back of my head, I can figure out that these unfinished factories will be used to support the Nanwan Machinery Factory in the future.
I said that people with vision are as precious as pandas!
Although these factories have not been built yet, the cement road in front of the factories is already unobstructed, winding along the mountain bend to the foot of Wanfeng.
Wan Feng stopped for a moment on the cement fork road, turned the handlebars to the right and headed towards Xishan.
Compared with the densely packed Dongshan Bay, Xishan Bay still has those four factories for the time being, and compared with the opposite side, it looks as lonely and helpless as an abandoned woman.
The instant noodle factory is also deserted. Although the red couplets on both sides of the gate and the big red lanterns on the door are festive, they cannot hide the current situation of everyone in the factory.
The only ones who do not have holidays during the Chinese New Year are security companies. These factories now employ security personnel from Han Guangjia's company.
At the entrance of the instant noodle shop, two security guards in uniform were chatting in the afternoon sun.
Wan Feng seriously suspected that these two guys were too full after eating too much at noon. Otherwise, they would not have taken advantage of the warm spring weather in the message room but ran outside to be exposed to the north wind. They must have been too full or had water in their brains.
Wan Shuiming's small hardware factory probably doesn't need security personnel because his home is in the factory.
But Wan Feng still saw two security guards at the gate, helping Wan Shuiming set up the whip at the gate.
In Changtu County, people don't use upright poles to set off firecrackers during the Spring Festival. Wan Shuiming is just following the local customs.
Wan Feng greeted Wan Shuiming and went into the small building where his family lived. Third Aunt and Grandma were steaming rice cakes, steamed bean buns and other things, making the room full of steam.
This kind of environment is not suitable for talking too much, so Wan Feng said a few words to his grandmother and aunt and then left.
This time, Wan Feng didn't buy any special gifts because he was in a hurry to get back, so he could only rely on money to get by.
Grandma gave out a red envelope with one thousand yuan in it, and my cousin also gave out a red envelope with five hundred yuan each.
It's not his fault that he's stingy. A bundle of ten-yuan bills in a red envelope is like the belly of a 200-pound fat man. If you stuff more into it, it will burst.
You have to take a look around your own factory, even if you don’t go in, you have to take a look at the door.
After leaving his uncle's factory, Wan Feng went to the entrance of the garment factory and Nanwan Factory and took a walk around.
There is no one else in the factory except the security guard.
Wan Feng thought about it. His two factories alone employed at least a dozen security guards during the Spring Festival. Each security guard must have earned at least five yuan a day. How much would that be for the entire Spring Festival period, from the 15th to the 15th? He wondered if that stingy Liang Hongying had given him a discount.
If not, should we deduct some of the 100,000 yuan from Han Guang’s family?
No, I have to ask.
Liang Hongying glanced at Wan Feng with a look of contempt.
"Old classmate, can we not be embarrassed? You are now the biggest boss in Hongya. You told me the cost of a few security guards, hundreds of dollars, aren't you ashamed?"
"You're not ashamed! You're not ashamed of having a hickey on your neck, so why should I be ashamed?"
Liang Hongying jumped up with a scream, and hurriedly found a mirror to look at her neck. She breathed a sigh of relief after discovering that her neck was as smooth as jade, and then she saw Wan Feng's equally contemptuous eyes.
Liang Hongying blushed, she felt fooled again.
"I'm very worried that our Guang family will be led astray by you."
"Come on, you don't know anything about your Guang family. He is an elite."
"What is an elite?"
"It's what remains after a person has been compressed, refined, filtered, compressed, refined, and filtered many times over."
Liang Hongying thought for a long time: "That seems to be a scumbag!" "Haha, you are finally smart for once, what about the Guang family?"
"I've gone home and haven't come back yet."
Han Guang's home is in the front street of Xiaoshutun. He must have gone home to visit his parents after having sex with Liang Hongying.
Unfilial descendants think about their wives first and then their parents.
Since Han Guang's family was not here, Wan Feng did not take out the check for 100,000 yuan.
This must be handed over to Han Guangjia personally. What if it is given to Liang Hongying and she embezzles it?
This possibility is very high.
The next place to go is Wahou.
You have to visit both grandpa’s house and Luan Feng’s house.
Wan Feng drove to the back of the depression.
Compared with other places, the wealthy Wahou is indeed a different scene.
Once you pass the junction of Wanqian and Wanhou, both sides of the road are filled with colorful flags, and ribbons are strung over the highway. When the wind blows, the flags rustle, which is very beautiful.
The gates of the agricultural machinery factory, machinery factory and shoe factory are decorated in red and green, giving off a high-end atmosphere.
The main entrance of Wahou Market was also decorated with flying dragons and phoenixes, blocking the billboard of Fengfeng Garment Factory.
A group of young men and women gathered in front of the team office, leaning against the wall and chatting and laughing.
Wan Feng did not stay here, but just took a quick look and rode his motorcycle directly to the door of his former home.
He got off the car at the door, honked the horn, and then got off the motorcycle.
A head popped out of the kitchen door, followed by a scream.
Luan Feng half-pulled his body out of the door.
You bitch Erhu, why don’t you open the door before trying to get out?
Wan Feng pointed towards his grandfather's house and walked towards it.
Wan Feng didn't stay at his grandparents' for long. After chatting with them for a while, he gave red envelopes to his grandparents and their little cousin and then went next door.
This house is now given to Luan Feng's parents to live in, and her old house was sold to Luan Ying.
Wan Feng just said hello to Luan Feng's parents before being pulled into Luan Feng's room.
Luan Feng's eyebrows were like spring mountains, her eyes were like autumn water, her lips were like red beans, her face was like peach blossoms, and she had a tender and affectionate look. She opened her red lips and was about to say something.
"I think about her, every day. I will never regret taking off my clothes. I will become haggard for her." This time, before Luan Feng could speak, Wan Feng gave the answer in advance.
So that she won’t ask me if I miss her again.
"Why do you recite this ancient poem so awkwardly? Are you sure you read it correctly?" Luan Feng questioned.
"This is Liu Yong's Butterfly Loves Flowers from the Song Dynasty. I remember it very clearly, I guarantee it's correct."
"Let me ask Sister Min. I always feel something is wrong. You have no conscience and still want to come back. Do you know that I have been looking forward to your return every day these days?"
"That's perfect. We are really a couple. You are looking forward to it, and I forgot to wear long johns."
"Hateful!" Luan Feng said coquettishly.
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