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Chapter 322 Sending New Year's Goods

On January 1983, 1, the first supermarket in China opened in Haidian District, Yanjing City. It only had a business area of ​​3 square meters, but thousands of shoppers poured in on the opening day.

The store, where 100 customers could not turn around at a time, was full of people. The supermarket only sold vegetables and meat, and it was 5% to 40% more expensive than the vegetable market not far away.

Many ordinary people came in just curiously, turned around and left immediately after seeing the price.

Without him, it is too expensive, how can ordinary people afford such expensive things?
Therefore, the customers who come to this supermarket are basically foreigners in China. They earn foreign wages and enjoy Chinese wages, so don't be too chic.

Also in January, a London-based "Asia and Middle East Investment Co., Ltd." established a "China Investment Capital Fund" with a total amount of US$1 million.

"Reference News" quoted the "Asian Wall Street Journal" as saying that this is the first investment fund specially set up for China. It will be divided into 100 shares and invested in "potential, new or existing medium-sized in industrial enterprises".

Most people who read this news did not pay special attention, because in this era, the term "investment fund" is really too unfamiliar to the general public in China.

But Zhuang Ziqiang was an exception.

Today is the weekend, Zhuang Ziqiang and Sun Xiaoning went home for dinner.

After eating, Sun Xiaoning and Hao Dongmei cleaned up the dishes in the kitchen, while Zhuang Ziqiang sat on the sofa and picked up a few newspapers to read.

Although my mother's status was not as prominent as my father's before retirement, she was still a senior cadre. There was never a shortage of newspapers and documents at home, and many of them were still invisible to ordinary people.

Seeing the information in the newspaper, Zhuang Ziqiang couldn't help sighing that the pace of reform has been getting faster and faster, but compared with the south, the Northeast is still a backwater.

Before and after the founding of the People's Republic of China, the Northeast played a pivotal role in the country, because it was not only an important granary in the country, but also an energy and heavy industry base.

As the saying goes, there is no success, no failure. Whether it is agriculture, energy, or heavy industry, the resources in the Northeast are basically taken over by the state, and there are very few resources that can really move the people.

Coupled with the decades-long style of large state-owned enterprises and the deep-rooted idea of ​​officialism, it is difficult for the Northeast to keep up with the pace of reform and opening up.

Zhuang Ziqiang pointed to the contents of the newspaper and asked Zhou Bingyi: "What do you think?"

Zhou Bingyi is the one who reads the most newspapers at home. He works in the Political Research Office and must be familiar with these things.

"The tide of reform is unstoppable."

Zhou Bingyi's words are very precise, which shows that he has worked hard in this regard.

"Have you been in the Political Research Office for almost two years?"

"Ah."

Zhuang Ziqiang said to his mother with a smile, "I haven't been promoted for two years. If the Qingshui yamen like the Political Research Office is promoted so slowly, it won't be interesting to stay."

The mother gave him a reproachful look, "You don't speak strange things. How to employ people is naturally considered in the organization."

"Bingyi, don't listen to your second brother's nonsense. You are a top student at Yanda University, and you are in your prime, so you will never lack opportunities."

"Yes, Mom."

Zhuang Ziqiang smiled and said nothing, he knew that Zhou Bingyi was a person who wanted to do something, but now he had no chance, so he could only dormant.

There is only one politician in the family, and he can tell from the usual family conversations that his mother also has high hopes for Zhou Bingyi.

If the mother really wants to help Zhou Bingyi add more burdens, the mother has the face.

But there is only one chance for this face, because his father has passed away.

Mother naturally wanted to use this opportunity wisely.

With Zhou Bingyi's level at this stage, it is far from the time when his mother needs to come forward.

Zhuang Ziqiang naturally hoped that this brother-in-law could continue to go up, they were all a family, and he didn't expect to get any kind of help from Zhou Bingyi.

But when the career develops to a certain stage, it is almost a certainty that it will attract the covetousness of people with ulterior motives.

Having a higher-level public servant in the family is equivalent to having a talisman, which has advantages and disadvantages.

The weather is getting colder and colder, and the flavor of the New Year in Jichun City is getting stronger and stronger.

Twelfth lunar month 23, Xiaonian.

In the morning, Zhuang Ziqiang asked someone to pull a cart full of things to deliver New Year's goods to his father-in-law's home. When the cart arrived, the whole family came out.

"Oh, Ziqiang, why do you buy so many things again?" said the father-in-law.

"Dad, it's Chinese New Year!"

The nephew, Sun Sheng, was of course the happiest, wandering around the car non-stop.

There was a whole three-wheeled cart full of New Year's goods, which could not be unloaded by one person alone. Zhuang Ziqiang and Sun Chanchao worked together to move the goods several times before sending the things into the house.

Neighbors who heard the commotion had long been watching the fun, seeing the car full of New Year's goods, everyone was very greedy.

"Sun Chaochao's brother-in-law is here to deliver things again?"

"The Sun family really found a good son-in-law! Look at this son-in-law, how could he come here empty-handed? Then look at our family, he is so angry."

"Isn't it! Why do you compare?"

"Hey, which unit do you think their uncle belongs to? Why are you taking advantage of it?"

A neighbor whispered mysteriously: "Don't you know? Tell you, my aunt lives in the optical film. She told me that her uncle's house..."

After hearing this, several other people looked surprised and couldn't believe it, and then looked at the Sun family with a little awe.

Among the New Year's goods that Zhuang Ziqiang sent, there are rice noodles, oil, pork, beef, sheep and fish, as well as various fruits and vegetables, especially fruits and vegetables, which are scarce resources in Jichun City in the twelfth lunar month of winter. It's very face-saving.

"Come here, have a drink of hot water, this early in the morning."

After entering the house, the mother-in-law handed Zhuang Ziqiang a glass of water.

He sat down to rest, and chatted with his father-in-law and Sun Chanchao.

Sun Chanchao is still doing the job he secretly helped to find. The workload is neither light nor heavy, and the salary is much higher than when he was at the Hongxing Timber Factory.

He must be incomparable with Zhou Bingkun and Xiao Guoqing, but Sun Chanchao is not jealous. In his opinion, as long as his work can support his family, he is content.

Zhuang Ziqiang didn't want to judge whether his uncle's idea was good or not.

It's been a while since the father-in-law's family moved out of the optical film, and the conditions of the Sun family are much better than before. The brother-in-law's idea of ​​contentment and happiness is also understandable.

After resting for a while, Zhuang Ziqiang got up and left.

Today, he not only needs to give this family new year's goods, but he has to pay close attention.

Sitting on a tricycle, feeling the biting cold in winter, Zhuang Ziqiang was thinking about a serious question.

After all, we are also multi-millionaire bosses, shouldn't we buy a car with a roof?
(End of this chapter)