Chapter 127 Meeting
Director's Office
"Hey, what's going on?"
It's almost the end of the year, and Director Wu is calculating the profits of their farm this year on paper.
In fact, the accountant reported the accounts this morning, and Manager Wu directly turned to the last page of the account book to see the results.
Unfortunately, it was completely the opposite of the slight surplus he had expected.
The sight of that string of red duck eggs gave him a headache.
Don't believe in evil,
He has to recalculate it all himself. He's been busy all year. Regardless of how much he earns, he can't lose money!
I calculated for two hours on a wooden abacus with peeling paint.
"At the end of the year, regular workers will receive a total of 570 yuan, holiday allowances will be 120 yuan, and temporary workers will receive 240 yuan. This leaves the farm with 1,400 yuan left in its account..."
The money for this month's fodder also needs to be taken into account. After the Chinese New Year, a batch of cattle and sheep will need vaccinations, and the canteen also needs to settle accounts. Money is required everywhere.
Adding and subtracting a long list of numbers
Director Wu got another bunch of duck eggs.
It was exactly as they had calculated. They had worked hard on the farm for a year, but ended up still in the red. 620 yuan!
Director Wu pushed the abacus to the corner of the table in annoyance, not wanting to look at the data he had calculated.
He could already imagine the meeting at the county at the end of the year and the expressions of his leaders who were disappointed with their farm.
Last year, the market also suffered a loss, but it was only 300 yuan.
What happened this year? The account balance is over 600 yuan short! He really didn't embezzle anything!
The money just disappeared on its own.
"With such a big business, how come you don't make any money?"
Feeling irritable, Director Wu opened the drawer and rolled himself a cigarette with the waste paper from accounting. The slowly burning smoke temporarily took away his worries.
"Boom, boom,"
What a lack of vision. Who is this? Doesn't he know he's depressed today?
"Manager, I'm Lao Wang, and a guest wants to see you."
Where did the guests come from?
Director Wu put out the half-empty cigarette in his hand, put down his feet on the stool beside him, sat up straight, and called someone in.
"Who is it? Come in."
Hearing the manager calling for people, Lao Wang pushed open the wooden door and invited Ye Lin and his group into the house.
"Come on, Boss Ye, please go first."
"Thank you, and thank you for your trouble."
"Hey, it's just a small matter. You and Shan Xiaozi are brothers. We are all family, haha."
The manager was in the room listening to the security guard, Old Wang, talking to the people outside, and they seemed to be quite familiar with each other.
Mountain boy?
There seems to be a temporary worker named Shan in their field. I heard that a wealthy Hong Kong businessman came from the next village and he is a relative of this guy.
Just as he was thinking about it, Director Wu finally saw the person behind Lao Wang.
Wow,
With his demeanor and dress, one can tell at a glance that he is a big boss in Hong Kong. No one would believe that he is an ordinary person, as his noble aura cannot be concealed at all.
Director Wu could no longer put on airs, so he stood up and walked out from behind the table, walked quickly forward, and extended his hand to greet
"Welcome, welcome. It's been a while since we had such distinguished guests. Please take a seat."
Ye Lin couldn't help frowning as soon as he entered the door. He felt a little uncomfortable in his trachea. There was a smell of tobacco in the room. The window was not open, and the smell was quite strong.
It was obvious that Director Wu had just smoked a lot.
After shaking hands with Director Wu, Ye Lin took a step back unnoticeably and stood back near the door.
"It's getting late. Why don't you ask Director Wu to take us around the field? We can talk while we walk so we don't delay your get off work."
Director Wu thought so too. Coming to the farm is just to talk about cattle, sheep, pigs, etc. It would be better to go and see it in person instead of sitting in the house and talking, which would save everyone time.
Besides, he hadn't figured out what to talk about with this wealthy Hong Kong businessman about the farm.
It can't be because of a former daughter-in-law, right?
Talk while walking, and test the waters.
"It's no trouble. It's nothing. Let's go check on the sheep first. The sheep pen is close here."
"Okay, we'll follow Director Wu's instructions."
When the group appeared in the farm yard again, many people appeared in the yard. The workers who heard the letter gathered in twos and threes to discuss the Hong Kong capitalist.
"Hong Kong people look like this, so handsome."
"You didn't see the car he drove. It was so handsome. I've never seen a car like that when I was on a business trip to the provincial capital."
"Really? Where is the car? Why can't I see it?"
"It's right at the gate. It's so long that you can probably sleep inside."
"Forget about the car. What do you think the capitalist is doing here? Is he here to give us some money? And what about the mountain boy? Isn't he his relative?"
"Yeah, why is Shanzi gone?"
Ban Li followed Ye Yang closely, and after many twists and turns, they arrived at the remote backyard of the farm. The road became more and more remote, and there was no other sound except for the occasional footsteps and panting of cows in the cowshed.
It seems like two different worlds from the bustling office area.
The quieter the surroundings,
Ban Li felt his ears ringing more and more.
His heart was beating so fast that it seemed like it was going to burst out of his chest. The thumping sound of his heart kept hitting his eardrums, making his brain unable to think.
"arrive."
What, they're here so soon?
But he wasn't ready yet. How should he face his brother? Could this top student from Cambridge named Ban be his brother? What if he wasn't?
What if it is?
Without waiting for Ban Li to react,
Ye Yang, who was anxious to see his wife, had already rushed into the straw hut.
"Xiaowei, I'm here. I brought you some snacks. Let everyone try some."
Bai Wei was squatting on the ground calculating the function problem that Ban Chen had given her.
Recently, in order to do her homework, she cleared a piece of dirt from the corner of the straw hut and found a small branch to write and draw on, which saved paper.
But why did Ye Yang come back so quickly today? She thought he would not be back until dark.
"Why are you back so soon? Did you buy snacks at home?"
Ye Yang took out a bag of lard rice cakes and planned to share them with everyone, and the remaining bag of sesame peach cakes was specially for Ban Chen.
"Here, you eat first. This is what Xiaolin's friend bought for us. I saw that it was quite a lot, so I took two bags."
Bai Wei took a bite of the rice cake, and the aroma of lard and rice filled her mouth. It was so delicious that it made her lips drop.
Ye Yang watched her eat with a smile.
After eating a mouthful of rice cake, Bai Wei remembered the friend Ye Yang mentioned just now, and asked curiously:
"Ye Lin's friend is coming home?"
"Yeah, I also brought someone, eh? Who is it?"
Only then did Ye Yang realize that Ban Li had not caught up with him. He looked towards the haystack in the east, but Mr. Ban and Uncle Jiang were not there either.
"Xiao Wei, where is Mr. Ban?"
Bai Wei thought Ye Yang was going to send some snacks to Ban Chen, so she thought for a moment and said
"They should be cleaning the pigpen at this time. I should be there soon, too. You should go home first."
Going to work? What should I do? He brought everyone with him.
Ye Yang was about to go and tell Ban Li, but when he stood up, he thought of a key question.
"Xiao Wei, do you know Mr. Ban's name?"
"I heard Uncle Jiang say his name is Ban Chen, what's wrong?"
"Oh my God!"
Ye Yang ran away. Oh my God, this Mr. Ban was really Xiao Lin’s friend’s brother. He had to tell Ban Li about it quickly.
As soon as he ran out of the straw hut, Ye Yang slammed on the brakes. He came out too late and the two brothers had already met.
Half a minute ago
Ban Li hesitated for a while, encouraging himself.
It's okay, his brother must be doing well. After Ye Zi finishes talking with the farm, he will take his brother to Xiahe Village. It won't be far for the two brothers to return to Hong Kong.
Let’s go and see if this man is his brother. This straw hut might be shabby on the outside, but still be okay on the inside.
Yes, let’s go.
Just as I took a step, I heard voices coming from behind.
"We've only had a few days of comfort since Xiaobai arrived. I wonder what we can get to eat today?"
Then a cold male voice sounded
"You're so good at eating anything. I won't protect your duck voice anymore."
"Hey, that's called tenor, you know nothing about it."
"Oh, that thing you sang wasn't even as loud as a cow's fart."
Some old voices seemed to be irritated and sounded a little jumpy.
"Ban! I'm telling you, even though we're stuck in the bullpen, we can't give up our artistic pursuits. Do you know how rude you are? How can you even say a word like fart?"
"Why don't you say something? Hey, where did that kid come from?"
Old man Jiang was attacking Ban Li, and when he saw him suddenly stop, he thought something was happening ahead.
Looking straight ahead, wow, where did this young master come from?
Was he arrested and reformed by the Revolutionary Committee again?
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