That year the flowers bloomed 1981

Chapter 394: You will spend ten lifetimes lying flat, but you will lose everything if you work hard for a lifetime.
Night, Zaojun Temple courtyard.

Li Dayong has been watching Li Zhongfa and waiting for a long time.

He was waiting for an evaluation from Li Zhongfa, an evaluation of Director Wang.

Li Zhongfa squinted his eyes and smoked three cigarettes in a row before stubbing out the cigarette butts in the ashtray.

"Dayong! I will speak directly to your master if I have anything to say. You can decide for yourself whether it is right or wrong."

Li Zhong waved his hand to disperse the smoke in front of his eyes, revealing his still shrewd eyes.

"Director Wang is an excellent and respectable soldier. He is an uncompromising and upright person who does not give in for the sake of the collective.
When I was a soldier, I had the same spirit throughout my body. I was not afraid of sacrifice in the face of enemy attacks and provocations. Even if I died, I would not lose anything of the collective."

"only"

Li Zhongfa sighed and then continued: "It's just that when this energy is used to run a business, it loses three points of flexibility and three points of tact."

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"Brother, you look down on people too much,"

Then Li Ye said bluntly: "Dayong! In the machinery industry, the first priority is technology. What you study is machinery, so you just have to focus on technical research.
As for how to run a business, you may not understand it, and I may not understand it, so what worries you? Wouldn’t it be over if we let professional people do professional things? Didn’t I also let Hao Jian, Lao Pei and others manage the company? "

Who do you think is to blame?

Li Dayong seemed to understand, but he didn't seem to understand, so he had to ask with a grimace: "Then how should we get along with Factory Director Wang? Master, I really can't make up my mind now."

Li Ye made an appointment with Li Dayong, got into a small BMW, and ran dozens of kilometers away to a secluded place.

"what?"

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"Ono, please wait a moment."

Li Dayong thought for a while and said: "Brother, what do you mean? I don't understand, what does it mean to lie down obediently? And why won't you be richer than three generations?"

Everyone has said that you can only be rich for three generations, so I have to learn! I can't let Xiaohui show up and run the company when I'm thirty or forty years old, right?
I can’t teach my children how to run a business in the future, right? As long as I work hard, I will one day become an excellent business manager."

As long as the wages are appropriate and I don't need to blow any emergency whistles, I can let my workers point out where to hit, so you don't have to worry. "

Li Ye patted Li Dayong on the shoulder and motioned the brothers to go out and talk, because he saw that Li Zhongfa's mood was actually not very good.

But if you insist on getting involved in the business in a hurry, don’t call me brother when I ask you for debts. "

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Li Dayong finally burst out his unhappiness, and muttered in defense: "I am also a famous college student, and I am more diligent than others. How come I am so inferior to others?"

"You'd better not get along with him," Li Zhongfa said truthfully: "You'd better let that Guo Tianyong fight with him in the ring! With your little scheming, you can't even survive three moves against him, so take a break as soon as possible."

Li Ye rolled his eyelids, shrugged and said, "Forget it, you are a college student. The eldest lady in the United States is still a gold medal international student! Didn't you still trick dad's old skills?"

Li Ye was stunned for several seconds, and then gave Li Ye a thumbs up: "Grandpa is versatile in both civil and military affairs. I admire him. I admire him."

Li Ye arrived in the yard and found that Li Dayong was depressed and unhappy.

Meibang is not taking the usual path, it is a beautiful memory of the past!

But if they always think about striving for self-improvement and have high ambitions but low abilities, their family fortune may be ruined in their lifetime.

"Who told you these crooked truths?"

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Li Ye can actually guess why Li Dayong is like this. For more than a year, this kid has been under strong psychological pressure.

After Li Dayong went out, Li Zhongfa smiled and said, "Xiaoye! What I just said was inspired by my feelings, but don't think that grandpa is the same person as him."

But how can it be that easy? How can a bunch of old foxes be defeated easily by a little kid like you? Do you think you are also dead?

But as soon as Li Ye stood up, Li Zhongfa said.

Li Dayong touched his head and asked in confusion: "Brother, who is Meibang? Is it the company of Lighthouse?"

He always felt that he was led away by Li Ye, and he always felt that he should grow up quickly and grow to the point where Li Ye and Pei Wenhui would praise him.

"Is this how you explain that you can't be rich for more than three generations?" Li Ye said in a dumbfounded voice: "Dayong! Do you know that a prodigal son who lies down obediently can't complete the drama of 'cannot be rich for more than three generations'?"

Li Dayong shook his head slowly but firmly, and said dullly: "Brother, I know I'm stupid, but I don't understand today, I don't understand tomorrow, and I can't understand the day after tomorrow?

He thought about how he could be regarded as the number one experienced business manager despite his hard work over the past few years. Why did he fall into the hands of his master even more badly than he did when he was a child?
When he was a child, Li Zhongfa often said, "This kid Dayong has a lot of potential"!

"Stop bragging about your grandpa, go and persuade Dayong! That kid is too impatient~"

"Let's go! Go for a ride."

Li Zhongfa patted his chest lightly and said calmly: "Your grandpa and I dared to fight with bayonets when we went into battle. We were both heroes who refused to give in.
But when I come to manage an enterprise, Grandpa You, I also know how to be flexible, and I understand the principle that people will follow whoever gives them more benefits.

If you listen to me, start with technology first and don’t meddle in business operations. I guarantee you will make more money than you can spend in three lifetimes.

The successor of Smith Barney followed the standard script of Bai Fumei, the overbearing president, but in the end he suffered losses year after year, and countless small goals were in vain.

Blame her?
Shit, blame those old foxes who are just like Factory Director Wang, who have mastered conspiracy and cultivation.

Li Dayong opened his mouth and was very disappointed.

Li Ye shook his head and explained, "What I mean is that as long as you catch up with the good times, you can earn more money than your children and grandchildren can spend in ten lifetimes.

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Li Ye's statement that wealth cannot last more than three generations is very reasonable, but it also depends on who you are targeting. If you are targeting a family that lacks great virtue, then even if you lie down and drink cold water every day, you will not be able to survive for three generations.

For example, the Ai Zhixin family.

On the fourth day after Teacher Ai returned to the lighthouse, he and his mother came out of an old apartment building in the slums of San Francisco and drove toward the suburbs in a broken Ford that was spitting out black smoke.

"Xiao Xin! When you meet your father later, don't be too proud, be more submissive, and make sure others think that you have experienced a lot of dangers in the mainland. Otherwise, if those brothers and sisters see it, they will not be yours. That’s a good thing.”

"I understand, mom. I'm not a child. Besides, don't you know who those brothers and sisters are? They won't rush back to the mainland. They will only let me help them and enjoy the benefits."

"Oh, there's nothing we can do about it," the old woman said sadly, "It's just that I didn't have the means and didn't seize the opportunity to correct myself. Otherwise, you would be sitting back and enjoying the success today."

"You are just sitting back and enjoying the harvest of three melons and two dates? Mom, you are so old-fashioned, you are so pedantic,

I came back from the mainland this time. Why did my father have to wait four days to see me? This family is in such a state of poverty, do you still think this is the age where people submit their posts and queue up to be summoned? "Xiaoxin, don't be angry. Isn't today your father's birthday?" I guess letting you go here today is also to scare those moths and give you a lot of momentum. "

"I don't need any publicity! I don't even want to talk to them."

While driving, Ai Zhixin felt a little annoyed listening to his mother's nagging.

He was born in a large family with a large population since he was a child. Because his mother was a concubine, he was born inferior to others.

And my mother always thinks about how to fight with other women in the family every day, forgetting that this place is a beacon of freedom.

Of course, Ai Zhixin has been working hard, but even the beacon of freedom has never given him a chance to counterattack and rise to the top.
It wasn't until this trip back to the mainland that Ai Zhixin felt that he could stand up.

Of course, careful planning is also required.

The broken Ford drove to the southern suburbs of San Francisco and arrived at the door of a large mansion that was not old but was new.

After leaving the car in the open space at the door, Ai Zhixin and his mother rang the doorbell.

After half a day, a very old servant opened the door. After seeing clearly that it was Ai Zhixin and his son, he squeezed out a few smiles.

"The Fourth Madam is here. The master was talking about you mother and son just now. Please come in quickly!"

"Thank you, Uncle Liang. This is the dry tobacco I brought for you."

"Hey, thank you. Fourth Madam, you still remember me."

Ai Zhixin and his mother entered the living room of the villa and found that it was already "overcrowded."

More than a dozen people were crowded into the small living room. Some people had no place to sit and could only find a place to lean on. They didn't speak much to each other. The silent atmosphere was very depressing.

But after seeing Ai Zhixin, everyone suddenly became active.

"Xiao Xin, why did it take you so long to come back? Are you procrastinating on even the smallest things?"

"That's right, the last time I sent money back, I thought it was a huge amount! It turned out to be only five thousand US dollars. Are you paying attention to your work in the mainland?"

"Sixth brother, I heard that you brought back two good things. Why don't you show them to everyone?"

"Yes, yes, let's take a look first."

Everyone was buzzing around Ai Zhixin. There was a man who was older than him and went to pick up the suitcase in Ai Zhixin's hand without anyone noticing.

Ai Zhixin took a step back, put the box behind him, and said calmly: "Don't be anxious, everyone. I think it's better to wait for father to come out before showing it to everyone!"

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Everyone was stunned, looking at Ai Zhixin, something was wrong.

A middle-aged woman said sarcastically: "Hey, this Xiaoliu has also learned how to behave? Whose teaching is this? It can't be you, fourth sister, right?"

The fourth lady glanced at the other party and said with a smile: "Third sister, you are joking. I don't know how to put on airs. How can I teach Xiaoxin to learn those things? I think you have all misunderstood."

"If it's really a misunderstanding, then it's definitely not a big deal. I'm just afraid that someone might think the wings are stiff."

The third lady looked at Ai Zhixin and her son coldly, and said with a sneer: "Fourth sister, isn't it Xiaoxin who got money from the mainland and paid off all your loans?"

"That's right! I asked you why I just remitted five thousand U.S. dollars last time. Did you two embezzle the money?"

Everyone was chattering incessantly, questioning Ai Zhixin's mother and son.

But Ai Zhixin didn't even raise his eyebrows. The real master hadn't come out yet, so why was he wasting so much spit?
"Cough cough~"

An old cough sounded outside the living room, and a man with gray hair walked in.

The man looked very strong, and behind him was a woman about fifty years old, with cold and sharp eyes.

Everyone stood up and said in unison to the old man: "Ama, you are so lucky."

"Keep your voice down, don't let the neighbors hear us, and sue us for disturbing the residents."

After Lord Beile sat down, he looked at everyone coldly, and then said calmly: "Make a seat for Xiao Xin."

A forty-year-old man looked around, reluctantly got up and gave up his seat to Ai Zhixin.

Master Beile raised his chin and said calmly: "Where is the thing? Show it and let me take a look."

Ai Zhixin placed the box on the coffee table, but did not open it immediately. Instead, he made his request.

"Amma, my return to the mainland this time is very dangerous, not to mention a narrow escape from death, so I dare to ask for a reward."

"Reward?" Lord Beile pursed his lips and chuckled, and said kindly: "What reward do you want?"

Ai Zhixin said: "After I sell this good thing, I want to repay the loan in my and E Niang's name first."

"This thing looks good!"

Lord Beile smiled like a spring breeze, nodded and said: "If the thing is good, then I will pay back the loan to you two first."

Ai Zhixin breathed a sigh of relief, opened his suitcase, and took out the Tang Sancai.

"Please take a look at this set of Tang Sancai. The color glaze changes softly and has suitable shades. They infiltrate each other naturally and have a mottled effect.
Just this brilliance of color can show a majestic and luxurious taste, which is definitely not ordinary."

The group of royal nobles in the living room all stared at the Tang Sancai with twinkling eyes, as if a group of hyenas had caught a big pile of rotten meat and were queuing up for dinner.

But no one noticed that there was a wonderful light bursting out in Lord Baylor's eyes.

He looked left and then again, and no matter how he looked, this Tang Sancai looked so familiar, so familiar that it made him feel angry.

Antiques are real and fake, fake and fake, and if you keep talking about real things all day long, can you get rich overnight?

And in order to deal with some rebels and bandits, some fake goods are also needed for emergency response.

Therefore, among the large amount of treasures, there are naturally some fake ones, but Lord Baylor and the Guan family brothers know the difference between real and fake treasures.

"Xiaoxin, did you pick this Tang Sancai piece yourself from a pile of antiques? Or was it given to you by Guan Da?"

Ai Zhixin said: "Guan Er gave it to me. They guarded that pile of things very tightly. I have only heard preliminary information now. Amma, please give me a few more months, I promise."

"Humph~"

Lord Beile smiled: "If I give you another ten years, you won't be able to see the real thing."

(End of this chapter)