Chapter 163: Thirty-one Thirty-one (I came back too late, so I’ll take a leave for one more chapter)
"Mom, mom, I'm back. What delicious food did you make for me?"
"Sweet and sour fish? There are too many bones in this dish! Don't you have braised pork?"
Wen Leyu entered the house, threw down his backpack, put on his slippers, and walked into the kitchen, then came up behind Teacher Ke and started chattering.
"Yes~, but your dad said he wants to make it for you himself!"
"Can you eat the food my dad cooks?"
Teacher Ke looked back at her daughter, who was like a kitten, constantly twitching her nose to smell the food, and seemed a little disgusted with her husband's cooking skills. She felt so happy in her heart.
My daughter is becoming more and more lively, and there is no trace of her previous depression at all.
Thinking back to when she first came to Beijing, Ms. Ke worriedly sought out several senior doctors and asked about depression. All of them told her seriously that depression was very dangerous and troublesome.
Now it seems that this problem should be completely solved.
That kid Li Ye deserves credit for this.
"Hey, Xiaoyu, you came back so early today, did you skip class?"
Wen Leyu shook his head and said, "No, Li Ye drove me back."
Teacher Ke was a little surprised: "What car? Didn't he stop driving a truck for the school?"
"The small truck from Pengcheng Seventh Factory," Wen Leyu said, "He knew I was coming back today, so he didn't let me squeeze into the bus and borrowed that truck to take me back."
Teacher Ke asked, "Then why didn't he come home for dinner?"
Wen Leyu made a face and said, "You didn't invite them, so how can they come to your house casually? Mom, you are a high-ranking official now! If you show your authority, they won't even dare to enter your house!"
Teacher Ke pretended to be angry: "How can you talk to your mother like that? When did I ever show off my power to Li Ye?"
Wen Leyu blinked and said with a grin, "So that means, mom, you do have the authority?"
Teacher Ke gave Wen Leyu a look that was somewhat reproachful and speechless.
There are many officials in Beijing. Any boss of a central enterprise can be a vice-ministerial level official. It seems that everyone has the power of an official.
"When Li Ye sends you back, ask him to come to my house for dinner and tell him that I don't treat him as an outsider."
"Yeah, yeah, he didn't treat you as an outsider. He directly ordered you around this time."
"Order me? What does he want to order me for?"
Teacher Ke found it a little funny. She knew exactly what kind of child Li Ye was. How could he not have such a sense of propriety?
"I'll tell you after dinner. Come on, eat. I'm starving."
Teacher Ke smiled and didn't care.
But when Wen Leyu handed her the manuscript after dinner, she was still surprised.
"Li Ye said he wanted to publish his novel in Hong Kong?"
"Yes, this is Li Ye's new work. He also said that he would find a foreigner to do a second translation because of copyright issues. Li Ye said that this time we will earn US dollars."
Wen Leyu explained to Teacher Ke in a chattering manner, emphasizing that "we cannot let others share our money."
Teacher Ke was slightly surprised at first, then said with a smile: "You two can earn US dollars! Oh, that's incredible, I have never earned US dollars! I must learn."
Wen Leyu knew at a glance that his mother didn't believe him, and immediately said with a stern face: "Comrade Ke Zhiyu, I am speaking to you very formally.
Li Ye's "North Wind Flying" has long been serialized in a magazine in Hong Kong Island, generating $5,000 in revenue for the country every month.
Li Ye once said, "Foreigners are nothing special. They can make money from us with color TVs and refrigerators, and we can also make money from them with words. We are no worse than them."
When Wen Leyu said the last sentence, his tone was already very serious, and there was even a stern look on his little face.
Teacher Ke didn't show any shock or dazed reaction, she just thought it was a little funny at first, but now she became serious.
"We are no worse than foreigners. Is this what Li Ye said?"
Wen Leyu nodded and said, "He has told me this twice. The last time was when I discussed with him whether to study abroad. He said that studying abroad is fine, but don't forget who you are."
Teacher Ke was finally surprised. After all, in the past few years of reform and opening up, advanced Western technology and ideas have flooded in, converging into a strong "west wind" that is likely to overwhelm the east wind.
Advanced cars, color TVs, and refrigerators have conquered consumers in the flower-growing world with their indisputable performance, and certain ideas that have flowed in are also subtly changing the minds of many people.
Teacher Ke works in the education system and pays close attention to the ideological values of Li Ye's generation of young people. He has already vaguely sensed some bad signs.
More and more people are eager to study abroad, and their desire is getting stronger and stronger, but the purpose of their desire has quietly changed compared to before, and some people have even not returned.
Teacher Ke thought for two seconds, then asked calmly, "So you and Li Ye, are you planning to study abroad?"
Now that you can apply to study abroad in your sophomore year, Wen Leyu and Li Ye can start planning now. It can’t be said that they are just daydreaming.
But Wen Leyu shook his head and said, "No, Li Ye said that he would be more useful if he stayed on this land."
"More useful?"
Teacher Ke couldn't help but smile: "Tell me, what's his use?"
"I'm telling the truth,"
Wen Leyu complained unhappily, took her mother's hand and began to say: "Li Ye is not only writing novels and promoting the history and culture of flower planting,
He also served as an economic consultant for Pengcheng Garment Factory No. 7 and planned promotional activities for the Xiushui Street store and the Second People's Shopping Center.
He told me that in the future the discount may be reduced to 30%! This is called giving benefits to the people.”
Teacher Ke smiled and said, "It's not that simple to pass on the profits to the people. Ordinary people don't have dozens of dollars to spend every month. And if he does pass on the profits, what will happen if so many other shopping malls and vendors can't make money?"
“I didn’t ask him that.” Wen Leyu was stunned for a moment, then said lazily, “Hey, he did something good for the customers after all, right?
I was a volunteer at the Second People's Shopping Mall that day, and I was so happy to see the people there."
"Okay, okay, Li Ye did the right thing. Li Ye did a good job."
Teacher Ke coaxed her daughter for a few words, then said, "Sit down for a while and let mom take a look at these manuscripts, okay?"
Wen Leyu suddenly became quiet and sat obediently next to Teacher Ke, watching his mother read carefully page by page.
"This book reminds me of a foreign novel I read many years ago. I forgot what it was called, but it feels very different."
After reading it, Mr. Ke found it quite interesting, but he was not so excited as to applaud. At most, he just admired Li Ye's ideas.
It's not her fault that she doesn't know what's good. In this era, many literary works that are highly sought after by foreigners would not be well accepted in the land of flower planting, let alone Western fantasy novels.
Wen Leyu asked expectantly, "Then mom, do you have time to be our proofreader?"
Teacher Ke smiled and said, "Then you have to tell me what kind of work do you need me to do for you?"
Wen Leyu had already planned it and said, "Li Ye will give me the Chinese manuscript, and I will do the preliminary translation into English. Then you can check it and correct any inappropriate parts. If we earn the manuscript fee, we will split it 3131 among the three of us."
“.”
“Hahahahahaha~”
Teacher Ke finally couldn't help laughing, and said as he laughed: "Three one thirty one, I am
Forget it, I’ll just make 3131 from you, hahahaha~"
"Don't laugh!"
"Mom, be serious!"
"You're still laughing!"
“Hahahahaha~”
. . . . . . .
When going to bed at night, Teacher Ke pushed Wen Qingsheng beside him.
"Did you know that Li Ye is helping the Pengcheng Seventh Factory to plan product promotions?"
"What kind of help? A bunch of managers and deputy managers are from Qingshui County. Li Ye must be involved in it. How can this escape my sharp eyes?"
"He's been making quite a lot of noise lately. Do you think we should call him home and give him some advice?"
"Hey, what are you worried about?"
Wen Qingsheng said nonchalantly: "Li Ye's grandfather is a veteran, and his father is a member of the Communist Party. Are you afraid that he can't stand the sugar-coated bullets?
Besides, isn't it better for him to have the sugar-coated bullet in his hand?"
"I'm not afraid that he will be blinded by money," Teacher Ke angrily kicked Wen Qingsheng and said, "I'm afraid that he will be too prominent and cause dissatisfaction and targeting from others."
"Don't worry, it's okay," Wen Qingsheng assured, "Let the kid deal with his own affairs for a while. At worst, I'll cover for him when the time comes. How dare Old Ding not give me face?"
"Okay, okay, you have a lot of face. Really big."
. . . . . .
Teacher Ke has a very keen sense of smell, and the popularity of Pengcheng Garment Factory No. 7 really caused a lot of reactions from people.
On Saturday, Jin Peng suddenly came to the school to find him and brought him two "unexpected" pieces of news.
"Xiao Ye, you guessed it right again. Xicheng Department Store and Dongcheng Supply and Marketing Building stopped discussing cooperation with us two days ago.
I asked Huang Gang to inquire about it, and they started their own discount promotion this week."
"Just do it if you want to!" Li Ye said indifferently: "Did they do any publicity in advance?"
Jin Peng said, "No, it seems to be kept secret, but Huang Gang found out. They made a big banner with a 30% discount and plan to hang it up on Sunday morning."
"That's a good thing!" Li Ye said with a smile, "How did we come up with this in the first place? Let the people get more benefits, isn't this what we have done?"
Jin Peng asked: "What should we do then? Should we reduce the price to 40% off?"
Li Ye shook his head and said, "No, if we lower the price any further it will be too much, we will keep everything the same."
Jin Peng, who was anxious, saw that Li Ye didn't take it seriously and could only leave helplessly.
Now their strength is still too small, and there is really no good way to deal with it.
. . . .
On Sunday, after Jiang Xiaoyan got up and finished her own chores, she asked Hu Man to go to the Second People's Shopping Mall to "earn extra money."
Hu Man said, "I'm not going today. I didn't master two courses well. I want to review them carefully and strive for the first-class scholarship."
Jiang Xiaoyan said, "Didn't Brother Peng tell us? We can bring our textbooks over. When we're not busy, we can take turns in groups and review there."
But Hu Man just shook his head and indicated that he would not go.
Jiang Xiaoyan suddenly asked, "Hu Man, do you think it's not decent to earn money by doing short-term work?"
Hu Man quickly shook her head: "No, I don't want to run into Li Dayong."
“.”
Jiang Xiaoyan did not persuade Hu Man anymore, but left the school half an hour earlier and walked all the way to the Second People's Shopping Mall.
It’s only a few kilometers away, and it costs ten cents to take the bus!
As soon as she entered the mall, Jiang Xiaoyan saw Li Dayong, who was in high spirits.
Today, Li Dayong changed into new clothes, new shoes, and even a new hairstyle. Compared with last week, he looked like a different person, but Jiang Xiaoyan was amazed.
"Tsk tsk, I've known you, Li Dayong, for two or three years, but I never thought you could be so decent."
"Xiaoyan, what are you talking about? Is this how you say "human-like and dog-like"? Didn't you say someone was "human-like and dog-like"? "
"Hehe, you know it in your heart."
Jiang Xiaoyan smiled and joked a few words, then went to get a vest and change her clothes.
Li Dayong looked outside for a long time before he sighed softly.
The fallen flowers want to follow the flowing water, but the flowing water is mercilessly attached to the fallen flowers. The most helpless thing in the world is that you want to show her your best side, but unexpectedly, after going around in circles, you can't even get in front of her.
. . . . .
After opening at nine o'clock, the promotion at Pengcheng Factory No. 7 was still very popular, but after ten o'clock, the flow of people outside suddenly began to decrease.
By two or three in the afternoon, Jiang Xiaoyan and the others were no longer busy. Many of the short-term workers were talking to each other. The older ones like Sister Fang were even a little uneasy.
The reason they were able to earn this extra money was because they were too busy at the promotion site. If things were like today, then next week they would only need one-third of the people at most.
Then wouldn’t the other two thirds have to go back to serve the children, the mother-in-law, and the husband?
It's okay to serve, but there's no money to be made!
Three dollars and a half a week is more than ten dollars in four weeks, which is a considerable sum of money saved in a year.
Nowadays, even if you haven’t made any money yet, you’ve already started to think about how to use it. Your neighbor’s child gets a TV when he gets married, so can you buy a radio for your son when he gets married?
"Sister Fang, why don't you go ask and negotiate the price when we're not busy?"
"You are selling vegetables? And you lower the price yourself?"
Sister Fang laughed and scolded her companion, then got up to look for Ma Qianshan.
She is now implicitly the leader of a group of older part-time workers, so she has to ask Ma Qianshan's opinion and give everyone some advice.
"Xiao Ma, there are not many customers today. Do you want to let a few sisters go back first, and then take turns to come in from now on, one person comes two weeks a month?"
Ma Qianshan asked curiously, "Why do you have to take turns? Are you too busy at home to come?"
"No, no," said Sister Fang, "We are just thinking that you guys should calculate the cost of your business, right?"
Ma Qianshan smiled and said, "Sister Fang, you don't have to think too much. I still think the number of people we have now is not enough! Don't worry! The promotion subsidy will not be reduced at all, and it will even increase in the future!"
"That's great. I'll have to wait for you to raise the price for me."
When Sister Fang came back and told the situation, a group of part-time workers who were making use of their remaining energy all said "Little Ma is kind and righteous".
Those who "worked and studied" like Jiang Xiaoyan also settled down, some studied, some took a nap.
Only Jiang Xiaoyan felt uneasy.
Because she felt that it was not good enough for her to be paid for working for Brother Peng. Now there were suddenly so few customers and she could not help at all. How could she still get paid for free?
[I’ll tell Ma Qianshan later that I’ll be busy with schoolwork next month and won’t be coming.]
"Ah~~"
Jiang Xiaoyan sighed, lowered her head and looked at the book in her hands, not being able to read for a long time.
At 5:30 in the afternoon, Ma Qianshan had dinner delivered on time, which included one meat dish and one vegetable dish with white rice. The standard was quite high.
But as Jiang Xiaoyan ate, she always found it hard to swallow.
[No matter what, you can't get paid today. Next week or the week after, you can come back and help for two more days for free.]
Jiang Xiaoyan secretly made up her mind to use her little strength to offset the losses of Pengcheng Factory No. 7.
But just as she made up her mind, Huang Gang and one of his brothers hurried over.
"Good news, good news. The salesperson in East City got into a fight with a customer."
“.”
How is this good news?
Before everyone understood, Sister Fang started to explain: "Don't think it's easy for us to do discounts and promotions, but it's not easy for others to do the same job!"
I went out with my wife today and was busy all day. I didn't come back until the evening. I only typed more than 4,000 words. I'll take a leave to update later.
I have added new debts before paying off the old ones. I feel ashamed and scared. I will try my best to make up for it.
Thanks to the book friend "Xu Ruwangxiang Shuipei" for the reward of 500 points, thank you brother.
(End of this chapter)
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