Chapter 15 Being Punished

Style: Romance Author: The eldest son of the Zhao family hWords: 2174Update Time: 24/01/11 23:34:35
At this time, due to various factors, people's thinking has become solidified. They always feel that if they join the factory and get the so-called iron rice bowl, they will make a lot of money.

But later, when the state-owned enterprises were reformed, a large number of workers were forced to lay off, and a hole was left in the so-called iron rice bowl. Those who had originally been desperate to enter the factory were dumbfounded.

In this society, only the fittest survive. Those who do not know how to adapt, do not have a long-term vision, and go all the way will definitely be eliminated by the entire society. This is the general trend.

Under the trend of the general environment, personal thoughts determine how far a person can go.

Those who are thoughtful and dare to work hard will surely take the lead in blazing a path of their own.

At this time, it is a good time to make a fortune. Many people have changed their minds and set their sights on private enterprises, seizing the opportunity and "eating" with their mouths flowing.

And some people have solidified themselves by standing at the bottom of the well, and instead laugh at those who are trying to jump out of the well. In fact, they are the most ridiculous.

Just like Zhao Shanhe selling goods in the city, this business is not as decent as being a regular employee in a furniture factory, but he can even earn more in one day by selling goods than in a furniture factory in a year.

Therefore, those who are the first to reap the dividends of the times will definitely make a lot of money.

This is where thoughts determine everything.

"Haha, that job in the furniture factory can't make a lot of money all year round. I really don't like it." Zhao Shanhe didn't bother to argue with them, turned around and left.

Fang Mei rolled her eyes when she heard this and said: "Why is this man so shameless? When you say that, I feel ashamed for him. We all live in the same alley. Who doesn't know how much he weighs? He has a pig nose." Insert green onions - pretend to be an elephant, bah!"

"If he wants to pretend to be you, just let him pretend. If not, you'll be able to reap his rewards someday."

"Yes, people like him are like grasshoppers after autumn. They can't jump around for a few days. Let's just wait and see his jokes."

Everyone said something to each other, and they all looked down upon Zhao Shanhe.

At this time, Zhao Shanhe returned home carrying the food.

He was just about to find two empty plates to pour out the food when he heard Su Wan complain: "Why are you talking to Fang Mei? She is eager to see our family's jokes now. Besides, she is having an affair with Zhou Jianwei. What should we do if she persuades Zhou Jianwei to wear small shoes for our family one day later?"

"Give me small shoes. I'll lend her some courage, but she won't dare. She has the leverage in my hands." Zhao Shanhe didn't take Fang Mei seriously at all.

"What's the handle? Isn't it just her affair with Wang Guangguan? Everyone in this street knows it, so how can it be considered a handle?" Su Wan looked confused.

"You are such a naive little girl. With Fang Mei's temperament, she has stolen from many men. How do you think Zhang Changchun died? Zhou Jianwei at least has an elder brother who is the deputy director of a furniture factory. He wants to find more women. What's more, aren't you confused as to why Fang Mei tied him up?"

"You mean...Zhang Changchun's death is related to Zhou Jianwei?" Su Wan's skull instantly felt cold, and she didn't even dare to think about it deeply.

"But you also said that Zhou Jianwei has an older brother who is the deputy director of a furniture factory. Even if he commits a crime, someone will take care of him, so he doesn't have to be afraid." Su Wan still thought one-sidedly. .

"Not to mention the deputy director of the furniture factory, even if he is a high-ranking official in the city, he cannot cover up the emperor's crime and the common people's crimes. Moreover, the company is currently undergoing reform, and the furniture factory will be closed down soon. That look Factory director Zhou Jianguo can’t stand still for a few days, let alone Zhou Jianwei, who is so powerful.”

"The furniture factory closed down?" Su Wan looked unconvinced, "This furniture factory is a state-owned enterprise with deep roots."

"No matter how big and deep the roots are, if it cannot keep up with the development of society, it will be destroyed. Let alone others, you count this!"

After saying that, Zhao Shanhe took out a floral cloth pocket from the inside of his shirt and threw it on the dining table, which was heavy.

"What?" Su Wan said.

"Of course it's money." Zhao Shanhe's eyes signaled Su Wan to open the bag.

Su Wan didn't believe it at first, but when she opened it, she was so shocked that she was speechless when she found a bag full of loose money.

The calico bag in front of her looked very familiar to her. It was a piece of tattered calico she had torn apart a long time ago to hold soybean particles.

This bag can hold at least four or five kilograms of soybeans, but now it is filled with a bag full of money, and the bulge is almost overflowing.

No need to think about it, the money here must add up to hundreds of dollars.

"So much money... did you earn it in one day?"

Su Wan calmed down and spoke after a long time.

"Where is this? I will earn much more than this in the future. Let's count them quickly."

"Okay, let me find an abacus first."

After saying that, Su Wan rummaged through the box and took out a dusty abacus, then sat at the dinner table, took out the money in the cloth bag, and counted it carefully.

10 yuan.

30 yuan.

50 yuan.

100 yuan!

200 yuan!



Su Wanshu's hand cramped. Seeing this, Yan Yan ran over curiously and said to Zhao Shanhe: "Dad, Mom seems to have lost her mind in counting money."

"You kid, just like your father, will only make fun of me."

Su Wan was happy as the money increased, but looking at Zhao Shanhe's appearance, she felt a little uneasy.

"Tell the truth, did you get this money from a good source?" Su Wan asked.

Yan Yan on the side also pursed her lips, pretending to be a thinking adult, and looked Zhao Shanhe up and down: "Good dad, you will be punished for making bad money, so you might as well earn it truthfully."

This doll...is somewhat smart, but not much, just like her mother.

"Don't worry, you two. I have promised you before that I will definitely let you live a good life of food and drink. These few dollars are just drizzle. Our family's good life has just begun. You two's blessings are yet to come. ." Zhao Shanhe felt an unprecedented sense of satisfaction and accomplishment.

His wife and children are on the hot bed, this is the meaning of his struggle.

Some people may think that his dream is too superficial, but his success is meaningful only when his wife and children are around. Sharing the joy of making money with his wife and children, he feels that making money is happiness, otherwise no amount of money will be enough. It's just a series of cold and numb numbers.

After fiddling with the abacus and calculating for a long time, Su Wan finally figured out the money in this bag full of money.

A total of 808 yuan.

Numbers are auspicious.

Looking at the neatly stacked pile of money, Su Wan could not calm down her joy for a long time. This was 800 yuan. In her eyes, this was a huge sum of money!

Su Wan used to live in a tube building in a furniture factory. Su Wan heard many people talk about how much salary her husband earned every month.

She remembered that the person who earned the most in the building where she lived was Section Chief Zhang of the factory, who earned 52 yuan a month, which was 624 yuan in 12 months a year. Plus the factory subsidies and bonuses during the Chinese New Year, It won't exceed 700 yuan.

But her man made more than 800 yuan today alone. She was thinking about it and didn't know how she earned the 800 yuan.