Unlike Ji Heng, Ji Heng's wife has a deep memory of this yard. Ji Heng rolled his eyes, obviously not liking that memory.
"Then what's going on? The whole family starved to death in the end. You don't leave a way out for yourself! When you come east, those places behind belong to other people. Your grandma remembered it wrong. The landlord's surname is not Dai, but Cheng. , Cheng Silaizi."
Ji Heng hesitated when he said this.
"Having said this again, after all, it is more comfortable to live in this courtyard, which is better than the one in Hebei..."
Looking at the surrounding high-gate courtyard, Ji Heng's wife looked around, their faces full of nostalgia, and Ji Donglai's heart couldn't help but move. It seems that Hebei is the hardest hit area this time. Just like in subsequent incidents, the elderly and children are the main victims. It happens to be remote here, so wouldn't it be better for the whole family to hide here.
"Grandma, how about we celebrate the New Year here. It just so happens that my mother is always distracted in Hebei. She is always worried about someone catching her during the New Year at home. How about grandpa, I call my dad and you ask them to come here. During the Chinese New Year, I’ll stay here for a while to save my mother from waking up in the middle of the night and keeping us both awake.”
"Now my mother sits up every time there is a car in front of my house, and my father's hair is almost gray from the stress. What do you think, grandpa?"
No matter when and where, the safety of the family is everything, Ji Donglai said affectionately while holding Ji Heng's hand.
Ever since that incident, Ning Caiyun has been very wary of the sound of police cars and cars passing by at the door. Both Ji Heng and his wife knew that they couldn't bear the thought of their son being tortured.
"What about the scrapyard? Do you have any ideas?"
On the one hand, it was his son's health, and on the other hand, his grandson's business. Ji Heng couldn't have both.
"The ones that aren't there are people. Can't I just ask someone to take care of them? Don't forget that my cousin's house is over there. Leave it to me."
Ji Donglai then directly dialed Ji Ping's phone number. Ji Donglai first said that his grandparents wanted to celebrate the New Year in Baiquan, and then said that his mother was currently suffering from neurasthenia.
Ji Ping was already filial, but Ning Caiyun happened to be there too. When he heard that his son was thinking about him, he shed tears of joy.
"Then I'll discuss it with your mother..."
"What are we discussing? You still want me to die here? Son, your dad and I will pack our things, and we will go there in two or three days at most... I have made arrangements for all the bad things, my son. The Chinese New Year is coming soon, so it's different here. I need to stop for a moment. It was me who gave birth to her at the critical moment, and my son knows how to care about his mother. It’s all in vain to expect you to."
Before Ji Ping finished speaking, Ning Caiyun took the phone directly. Ji Ping rolled her eyes and said to herself, you said it lightly, how much did your son cost?
Is it so easy to make money these days? What should I do if my son gets married in the future? But if my wife agrees, the other party can only agree.
In this way, two days later, Ji Ping and his wife came to Baiquan to celebrate the New Year with large and small packages.
Looking at this huge house, Ning Caiyun walked around for several times, and she liked it.
"The previous owner of this yard has taken care of it, so don't worry, Mom. I'll bring my cousin and the others over in two days. The air here is good, and it will be convenient for my cousin to recuperate after giving birth. My aunt and the others are also afraid of firecrackers now. "Sound, it's comfortable to live here. We have plenty of houses to live in now."
Looking at the happy faces of his family, Ji Donglai knew that the money he spent was worth it.
The Jifeng family over there knew that Ji Ping was coming, so they sent all kinds of daily necessities overnight. There are firewood and coal burning in the yard, and the fire in the yard is very warm every day.
What a bloody matter, Ji Ping and the others had just lived a peaceful life here, and Wang Jue's children were born, twins.
"Why did you give birth so quickly? The due date is not within these days, right?"
Ning Caiyun sat on the kang, wanting to go back, but she couldn't let go of this comfortable life.
Ji Heng's wife doesn't like to move either. Living on a warm fire bed and gathering with her family is much more comfortable than returning to Hebei where the smog is severe.
"You don't have to go back, I can go back. You don't even think about what my cousin eats. She eats every meal to death, and the child must not be born early? I brought them here to celebrate the New Year. There are too many firecrackers in Hebei, and they are scared. My child, it’s quiet here.”
Thinking of the coming virus, Ji Donglai decisively asked Ying to go home. In fact, the most important task was to give tasks to the factory.
After thousands of calls, reports about Guangzhou began to come out. Ji Donglai directly asked Da Qizi to leave only a few people on his side, and all the rest to support the foundry in Dalian, euphemistically calling it support for large projects.
"There's no need to come east, right? There's no need to be so anxious about moving the industrial center north to the Greater Bay Area, right? The output here is still okay, but leaving half of it idle here would be a bit of a waste, wouldn't it?"
Looking at only half of the production capacity here, Yuan Dingcheng and Zhao Shuying were a little confused. After all, the main production here is casting, and the volume of goods required everywhere is very large.
Besides, when delivering goods from Dalian to Tianjin, the part saved in labor costs is spent on freight.
"Sister Zhao, Mr. Yuan, don't forget that there is a shipyard in DL City. How much scrap metal does the ship produce every year? Over there, we have broken through the waste from the shipyard, and we don't have to worry about the rest."
"Besides, more scrap iron comes from shipbreaking and shipping, and the foundry has sufficient supply. As for customers, export is now our main business. Through Koyanagi's channels, we can enter more than half of the Japanese companies in Dalian."
"So the first goal now is to stabilize production at the Dalian factory. In about half a year, we will get the order completely, and then we will withdraw the people. From now on, we will mainly focus on large parts."
"In addition, the sales department has received a lot of tarpaulin orders recently. Mr. Yuan looked to see if there was any equipment for tarpaulin or melt-blown cloth. We brought back one set years ago. This time we will get more money from foreigners. It’s okay to start some projects and sell them in the future.”
Ji Donglai in Hebei tried to reduce the population concentration as much as possible. After all, this will be a key area of concern next year.
"Dong Lai, I remembered what you said. There are several elevator factories in Dalian. Do some of our elevator parts also go north?"
Yuan Dingcheng suddenly remembered something. Gu Qin recently got some orders from the elevator factory in Dalian Development Zone, which belongs to the same company as Otis.
Many products have the same appearance, but have different names.
"By the way, there are two idle factory buildings next to the foundry. The elevator at Jerry's is now a complete machine. Take half of the people in the factory and go to Dalian to build a new production line. Be quick and don't let others get ahead. , a port city, has inherent advantages.”
"Mr. Yuan, you are from Dalian. I will leave this matter to you. It happens to be the Chinese New Year soon. You go to Dalian and keep an eye on this matter. I have already settled it with Xiu Zhanbing, so don't worry."
(End of chapter)
