Not only Wanjun felt that things were weird, but other companies also felt the same way. In these days, those who can get a ship and become a second-tier dealer are obviously not ordinary people. Otherwise, they wouldn't be able to get the procedures for cargo ships to enter the mainland, right?
Whether it's because the higher-ups intentionally did the experiment and didn't tighten the procedures so tightly, or it's due to other reasons. In short, those who can trade now are chickens who don't pee, and each has his own way.
Therefore, since Dongzi is regarded as a guiding light, Wan Jun's family will naturally not be the only ones investigated. At the same time, everyone also believed that Dongzi's fortune was due to Zhou Yiren's guidance.
But after the advice, Zhou Yiren seemed to ignore these things and rarely met Dongzi again. But you often play with this little kid Yang Dongxu? Could it be that Dongzi and Wu Aibing were really smarter than them, and they would get the idea just by giving them some advice without having to ask Zhou Yiren for advice?
With these questions, these families followed them even more closely. It's just that except for the few closest people, Yang Dongxu rarely stands out in front of others, so even if they try hard, they can't imagine that these things have nothing to do with Zhou Yiren, but Yang Dongxu, a little brat who often hangs around under their noses. from.
"75,000, first place, grandma, why don't you go up a little bit? Is it really going to happen to me that I have to work for a little RB for nothing?" I opened the package and looked at the mailed one by Ono Matsuchi. Yang Dongxu rubbed his forehead about the newspapers about comic book sales and RB's economics.
"Dragon Ball" started serialization last year, and it has been out of control since then and has long occupied the No. 1 spot in the RB comics industry. Regarding the plots before the Tenkaichi Budokai that were not very exciting.
Because RB comics has just started, the previous content that may seem boring to later generations is still interesting to read. This made Yang Dongxu have no intention of speeding up the serialization, and still updated it leisurely.
But he can't make any money with good grades, which makes Yang Dongxu miserable. It's all the result of one's own hard work, but what's the point of all the money going into Shueisha's pocket?
"Are we going to open another comic?" He threw the newspaper aside and picked up the recently published "Dragon Ball" comic and took a look at Yang Dongxu with a thoughtful look in his eyes.
Although he has absolute confidence that no matter how much money Shueisha makes now, he will one day spit it all out to himself, and his share will definitely not be less, but it has been almost a year, and he has been watching others eat meat. I can't even drink the soup. I feel very unhappy, right?
"Forget it, the content of Tenkaichi Budokai has already been serialized. Let's see the results. If it still doesn't work, then we can serialize another comic. I don't believe that with the results of "Dragon Ball", I will have to serialize another comic. Do you dare not give me a share-sharing contract?"
Yang Dongxu curled his lips and threw the matter aside, then took out some brushes and manuscript paper from the package. Compared to the domestic environment where we don’t even know what comics are.
The tools used by RB, which has already started, in drawing comics are naturally better and more professional. Of course, this is not because Yang Dongxu is unbalanced in his heart and wants to take advantage of it to find a balance.
When Shueisha faced Yang Dongxu's petty temper, he naturally raised his hands in approval, although the procedure of mailing the package was a bit troublesome and the cost was not low.
But compared to the profits that "Dragon Ball" created for them, it's not even a drop in the bucket. So they tried their best to satisfy Yang Dongxu's petty requests. Not only did they give them, but they also gave them the best.
If there is any difference between the Spring Festival of 1982 and previous years, it is that the social environment is cleaner and there are more smiles on people's faces. At the same time, the first Spring Festival Gala will be broadcast.
Before his rebirth, Yang Dongxu didn’t know when the first Spring Festival Gala was broadcast. In his impression, televisions only appeared in homes after 1990. Of course, the appearance of televisions was also because after 1990, electricity finally entered the countryside. s reason.
Not to mention whether the first Spring Festival Gala will be broadcast this year because the general environment needs to be calmed down after the crackdown. In short, CCTV has finally launched something new besides the news network. This is undoubtedly good news for the mainland entertainment market.
Yang Dongxu still hasn't come home this year. Wu Aibing is very busy in Shenzhen and hasn't returned to Yanjing for the Spring Festival, so naturally he can't be sent home. Dongzi is competing for the market with three other companies at the end of the year. Needless to say, the remaining godfather has been working overtime for several days and has not seen anyone.
Old man Xuan has been so elusive in recent times that he doesn't know what the mysterious thing is up to. As for Zhou Ya, just after the severe crackdown, Zhou Yiren obviously would not let Zhou Ya, a young girl, and Yang Dongxu, a little brat, travel far together, so Yang Dongxu could only stay during the Spring Festival. In Yanjing.
Wu Aibing is not here. Yang Dongxu originally wanted to invite his mother to come over to celebrate the New Year, but was rejected. In the past two years, with the development of Wu Aibing, his family's life has become much better. Although his daughter and son-in-law despise business and still work in the factory, they no longer lack the stuttering food, so she went to her daughter's house to celebrate the New Year.
On New Year's Eve, Yang's family banquet was officially closed to thank guests. First, they were busy posting couplets. By the afternoon, more than a dozen people in the house were chattering lively.
The most beautiful waitress in the crowd is the pretty waitress. It’s not that Yang Dongxu is a beauty-obsessed person, but as a waiter, she looks too shabby and makes customers look off-putting, right?
In addition to the female recovery, there are three or four male waiters, as well as Nalan Yi's family. After these two years of observation, Nalan Yi seemed to feel more at ease, so he brought his wife, son and daughter-in-law over from the countryside.
The son and daughter-in-law help at the Yang family banquet. The three-year-old grandson is usually taken by his wife, and sometimes he goes to play in the small courtyard. He is very cute with a tiger-like head, but I don’t know if he is hungry in the countryside because he doesn’t have enough to eat. Yang Dongxu felt helpless to bite everything he saw. His arms and thighs had been bitten several times.
"Grandpa Nalan, do you know where Old Xuan has gone?" It's already New Year's Eve and Old Xuan hasn't seen anyone for three or four days. Yang Dongxu couldn't help but feel worried.
During this time, Old Man Xuan always found various reasons to ask for money, besides buying houses and old things. It is said that the Chinese medicine that Yang Dongxu makes every day also costs money. As for why the Chinese medicine was not said to cost money before, Yang Dongxu didn't know, but he had absolute trust in Old Man Xuan.
Zhou Ya is in charge of the income from the Yang family banquet. Dongzi and Yang Dongxu, the previous income of Wu Aibing, were lost to old man Xuan.
So he usually never asked how Old Xuan spent his money, so he had to spend money to buy Chinese medicine. Old Man Xuan specifically told him, which made Yang Dongxu a little surprised.
It seems that Old Man Xuan is not such a coy person. No matter how much money he usually spends, he has never reported it to him. But he was just surprised and didn't ask much.
"Are you afraid that Master Xuan will bring you trouble?" Nalan Yi stopped the knife in his hand that was chopping stuffing and turned to look at Yang Dongxu seriously.
"What do you mean?" Yang Dongxu scratched his head with confusion on his face.
"Forget it, let Master Xuan talk to you when he comes back. I don't know if I can make it in time for the New Year's Eve dinner tonight." After taking a look at the lively scene in the yard, Nalan Yi's face looked a little complicated.
This made Yang Dongxu even more confused, and he shouted in his heart: "What do you mean, you are telling me, but you stopped talking about it halfway, and you made me feel that I am neither good nor bad?"
At night, Old Man Xuan still didn't come back, which made Yang Dongxu even more worried. He asked Nalan Yi several times, but he changed the subject. This made Yang Dongxu even more confused as to where he and Old Man Xuan were. What a riddle.
"Xinwen Lianbo" aired on time at seven o'clock in the evening. The noisy people in the hall quieted down and started watching TV. Yes, I stopped making noise just to watch "Xinwen Lianbo". In this era when there were not even variety shows, Xinwen Lianbo was also a TV program that people liked to watch. Its popularity was better than those idol dramas and soap operas of later generations.
The New Year's Eve dinner officially started at eight o'clock in the evening. Zhou Yiren finally broke away from work and caught up with the meal. When Zhou Yiren sat on the main seat next to Nalan Yi, everyone toasted to celebrate the Spring Festival.
This year, more Yang family banquet waiters stayed in rural areas. They were already accustomed to life in Yanjing. Although they entrusted people to take most of their wages back to their hometown for their parents, they were not very willing to go back.
The waitress and Zhou Ya made a big table, and Nalan Yi's daughter-in-law was also there. The boy in the kitchen sat at another table.
Then there was the main table on Yang Dongxu's side. The table was very large and only Nalan Yi, Zhou Yiren, and this little kid Yang Dongxu were seated. Even Nalan Yi's son might have been sitting at another table with the chef if Yang Dongxu hadn't spoken.
Although everyone looks familiar, Yang Dongxu often runs around in the restaurant and often jokes with the male and female employees, but the three tables clearly distinguish the priorities and levels.
Yang Dongxu doesn't agree with such things, but he won't object either. The older generation has the attitude of the older generation, and people of this generation also have a clear distinction between the boss and the long-term workers. There is no need for him to have everyone sit together to show that he, the boss, treats everyone equally.
Otherwise, not only older people like Nalan Yi would be unhappy, but even the employees would probably not be able to eat well, so there is no need to make yourself uncomfortable.
When dinner started, the first Spring Festival Gala also started to be broadcast. Zhao Zhongxiang gave the opening speech. Yang Dongxu finally saw a familiar face on TV.
For Yang Dongxu, the content of the Spring Festival Gala was naturally not exciting and even a bit crude, but even so, people in the hall were still watching it with gusto. They forgot to eat. Even Nalan Yi's grandson sitting in his arms was stunned. Watching TV shows how little people in this era lack spiritual life.
While eating and watching TV, Yang Dongxu did not see many familiar faces. After all, when he came into contact with the Spring Festival Gala, his family bought a TV set after 1990.
At that time, except for a few familiar faces, the people attending the Spring Festival Gala in front of me didn't know what they were doing. Of course, they didn't recognize them either if they hadn't seen them before.
When the Spring Festival Gala ended, everyone felt that there was still more to enjoy, and Yang Dongxu went back to sleep with some waning interest.
Before he could lie down after returning to the courtyard, old man Xuan, who had disappeared for several days, appeared in front of him, looking a little embarrassed and extremely tired.
"What's going on?" Yang Dongxu asked with a surprised look on his face.
