In the autumn of 1983, Qin Muxiao proposed and wrote a written plan and implementation plan. The Qin family gathered various investments and established the "Qin's Trading Group."
Qin Feng informed everyone to go home for the weekend, including Qin Muzhe, who also took a day off and returned home when dinner started.
Qin Muchun was the only one not at home. After dinner and clearing away the dishes, everyone sat in the living room. They first listened to Qin Muchiao's plan to establish the "Qin's Trading Group", and then started discussing, including the main trading products of the Qin's Trading Group, and the production and sales directions of old and new products.
Seeing that everyone had almost finished the discussion, Qin Muxiao talked about the core leadership organization and share distribution of the Qin Trading Group that he had drafted.
Qin's Trading Group, Chairman Qin Feng, President Qin Muxiao, and Vice President Ke'er. Everyone agreed, and the proposal was passed unanimously.
The shareholding ratio is as follows: Qin Chengrui, Qin Lei, Qin Feng, Qin Muze, Qin Muzhou, Qin Muxiao, and Qin Muchun each hold 10%, Ke'er holds 20%, and the remaining 10% remains in the group.
"That's not possible. I won't take 20%. I want the same as everyone else." Ke'er said disapprovingly.
"Sister, it was you who provided the family's start-up capital and various ways to make money. It was you who prepared all kinds of commercial goods and supplies at the beginning. We have agreed that you will get 20%. Don't refuse." Qin Muxiao said.
Everyone agreed.
Ke'er's eyes swept over her family members one by one, and no one showed any strange expression. Ke'er was deeply moved. How lucky I was to have such a warm and friendly family.
With tears in her eyes, Ke'er said to everyone, "Thank you, uncle and grandpa, thank you, uncle and aunt, thank you, dad and mom, thank you, brothers. I can't take so much. If I take it, I will be uneasy for the rest of my life."
Wiping away tears, she said to everyone, "I have a suggestion. We can allocate a portion of the funds for the resettlement of veterans and establish a special fund for the development of our hometown. This can be used for infrastructure construction in our hometown or to support outstanding children in our hometown to go to school."
Qin Chengrui slammed his hand on the table and said, "Okay, our Ke'er is generous and wise. Let's do as Ke'er suggests."
Qin Chengrui decides the outcome with one palm.
In the following days, Qin Muxiao and Qin Feng were busy looking for a place to build the office building of Qin's Trading Group and applying for various certificates and qualifications from the administrative department.
Ke'er was of no help at all because morning sickness had been tormenting her for more than three months.
She vomited everything she ate. Li Shuwan cooked different kinds of food for Ke'er several times a day. In Ziyi and Zichen's words, "Auntie gets thinner the more she eats because she throws everything up on the floor. We get fatter the more we eat because we eat everything."
Ziyi cares about Ke'er. As soon as Ke'er starts eating, he will quickly bring her mouthwash and wait by her side.
Just now, when he was having breakfast, he saw Ke'er looking uncomfortable and his face was wrinkled with heartache.
He said to Ke'er's belly fiercely, "Brother, stop being naughty. Look how much you've tortured my aunt. When you are born, grandma won't make delicious food for you because you don't appreciate all the delicious food. If you don't listen, I will beat you."
Maybe it was because the baby in her belly heard what Ziyi said, from the next day on, Ke'er vomited everything she ate. She ate everything with relish, and even snatched food from Ziyi and Zichen if there was not enough to eat, and told them that grandma would make them something delicious later.
Ziyi frowned and looked at Ke'er's belly, sighing, "Ah, brother, you are really obedient now, but you eat too much. Not only do you eat your own food, but you also eat my aunt's food, and now you want to eat our two brothers' food. Are you a big eater?"
Li Shuwan and Ke'er laughed so hard when they heard their childish talk.
At noon, Zhou Jinyan came back and heard that Ke'er had stopped vomiting and everything she ate tasted delicious. He was so happy that he walked over, took Ke'er's hand, and hugged her in his arms. "Ke'er, are you really better now? You're not vomiting anymore?"
When Ziyi saw that his aunt and uncle were showing off their affection again, he raised his hands to cover his eyes, peeking through the cracks between his fingers and said to Li Shuwan, "Grandma, look, your aunt and uncle are showing off their affection again."
Li Shuwan laughed and said, "Dad, cover your eyes. Don't look."
Ke Er smiled and nodded. "Yeah, really, Zi Yi said something to my stomach yesterday morning, and it actually worked. I stopped vomiting."
Zhou Jinyan said to Ziyi, "Ziyi, is this true? You are really good, amazing. Whatever you want to eat, your uncle will buy it for you right away. It's a reward for our Ziyi."
Ziyi relaxed his frown and looked at Zhou Jinyan. "Really? My uncle buys me whatever I want to eat?"
"Really, tell me what you want to eat."
"Big pork elbow, donkey rolls, salt and pepper pastry, pea yellow, roast duck, Aiwowo, candied ears, and a bowl of noodles with soybean paste."
Ziyi clapped his hands on the table and announced the dishes like he was performing an opera.
"Hahaha, Ziyi, you're singing the names of dishes, and they rhyme quite well. Okay, uncle will buy them for you right away. Wait."
He turned around and rode his bike to the street to buy some delicious food for Ziyi.
At the lunch table, everyone was surprised to see so many delicious foods.
Qin Muxiao asked, "Aunt, is there something good happening today? Are you celebrating?"
Li Shuwan laughed and said, "Ke'er is no longer having morning sickness, so Jinyan went out and bought some to reward Ziyi."
"Ah, son, your aunt's morning sickness has subsided, so why is it that your uncle is rewarding you with delicious food?" Qin Muzhou looked at his son with a puzzled look on his face.
Ziyi raised his head proudly and said, "Of course I have to be rewarded. Yesterday morning, my aunt vomited after eating something delicious. I told the little brother in her belly that if he tortured me again, I would beat him. Then, my brother got scared and I felt better." He ate the roast duck rolled up by Zhou Jinyan while sitting at the table. His little mouth was filled with oil.
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