Rebirth of the 80s

Chapter 82 [No.092] Getting Money From Grandpa's Pocket
Xie Wenjun not only found Liu Hua, but also called Tan Hui, Ma Dekai, and Lao Xu all together. Cao Xiaofeng and Liang Juan were still out of town, otherwise they would have to come, or they would not say anything, or they would say everything. come out.

Liu Hua believed that Xie Wenjun should have told his parents about the business a long time ago. Xie Wenjun helped him and Tan Hui and Ma Dekai buy houses in the community, but his family still lived in the dilapidated building of the machine tool factory. Yu Li couldn't justify it. Since Xie Wenjun decided to confess to his parents today, Liu Hua decided to help him talk about it and praise him in front of Uncle Xie and Aunt Cao.

When Lao Xu received a call from Xie Wenjun asking him to come to dinner, he thought it was some new progress in the project on Chunyu Street. Only after Jin Bichun came did he find out that Brother Xie was here to explain something to his parents. The parents must know what my brother did, but they just let him do it. I didn't expect that it was all done independently behind the parents' back. This kid is too capable.

The four of them kowtowed melon seeds and chatted for more than half an hour, and then Zeng Hongzhang led Xie Wenjun's family over.

"Dad, mom, grandpa, uncle," Xie Wenjun smiled sheepishly, "uh...sit first."

Liu Hua and Xie Wenjun's family members are very familiar, so they stood up quickly to say hello, and told everyone to sit down. After everyone sat down, Liu Hua went to ask the waiter to serve the food, and then came over and said: "Hehe, Uncle Xie, Aunt Cao, Your family Xiaojun is too capable, he...he...he can't finish talking about him for a while, let's chat while eating." After Liu Hua finished speaking, he looked at Zeng Hongzhang, he wanted to help Xiaojun talk, But for a while, he couldn't organize the language well, so he kicked the ball to Zeng Hongzhang halfway through the conversation, and let the big entrepreneur take charge of the overall situation.

Zeng Hongzhang waved his hand to signal Liu Hua to sit down, and then he said with a smile: "Stop eating and chatting, I think the old man is also in a hurry. Now that everyone is here, I'll cut to the chase."

Zeng Hongzhang straightforwardly explained how Xie Wenjun sold foreign paintings in school, how he invested in Xie Wenjun to open a convenience store, opened a computer room, and established a company before. Xie Wenjun’s family was shocked. Unbelievable surprise, there were some things about Xie Wenjun that even Lao Xu didn't know. He listened to Zeng Hongzhang's narration with great interest, as if he was listening to a legendary history of a strange man's fortune.

During the period, the waiters had already filled up the dishes, but no one except Xie Wenjun moved their chopsticks, and they all stared intently at Zeng Hongzhang, who was eloquent. Xie Wenjun's several requests for everyone to use their chopsticks were rejected by him as impolite. , Xie Wenjun could only eat a big piece of food for himself, and patiently listened to Zeng Hongzhang's "storytelling".

Cao Yunfang glared at Xie Wenjun with a half-smile when she heard about the opening of "100 Convenience" to distribute rice. No wonder the son said that there was still rice and there was rice. It turned out that he was behind the scenes.

When Zeng Hongzhang talked about Xie Wenjun's speculation in stocks, Cao Jianjun couldn't bear it anymore. He pointed at Xie Wenjun and laughed and scolded "the old traitor" affectionately. Little Liu Hua just obeyed the instructions, and the master behind him turned out to be his nephew. The stocks actually made 800 million yuan. My God, my sister and brother-in-law are not giving birth to a son, but a "money-making machine".

The good story is not too long. Xie Wenjun ate and drank enough, and Zeng Hongzhang finished his story. Nobody moved their chopsticks. They chased Zeng Hongzhang to inquire about some details, completely as if Xie Wenjun was transparent. Xie Wenjun was bored in every possible way, and interjected: "Dear dad, mom, grandpa, uncle, it's really my fault that I lied to you for so long and made you worry about things in your life. I'm sorry. If you have any questions, feel free to ask me That’s enough, I’m sure I’ll know everything and talk endlessly, hehe, Uncle Zeng has been talking for a long time, and let people drink some tea and rest, you all eat your vegetables first, and talk while you’re eating.”

Zeng Hongzhang was indeed tired of talking, and said with a smile: "Yes, yes, yes, chat while eating, ha ha."

Xie Qingqiang and Cao Yunfang picked up their chopsticks and started to eat. They were filled with emotions, happy for their son, and proud of having such a capable son. In the words.

"Xiaojun, grandpa is very happy that you are so capable. You didn't tell us before... You have your own ideas, and we won't blame you." Cao Peishan suddenly smiled heartily, "Hehe, in fact, what Mr. Zeng told us I'm not too surprised by these things about you, I can see that you must have the ability to make a lot of money when you were young, because you will get money in different ways, but... At that time, it was in my pocket, hehe."

"I... I, grandpa, are you kidding me, I'm so bad, I got money out of your pocket." The second monk Xie Wenjun was puzzled, did he do such a thing when he was a child, I don't remember.

"Not only have I done it, but I have done a lot," Cao Peishan smiled, and counted on his fingers, "When you were four years old, you took me to play Go, and you paid 2 cents a game. At that time, you were at the same level as grandpa, but I kept losing to you. Why, it was because you always interrupted me in order to win money, which made me dizzy and sometimes stole some of my chess pieces. Sometimes I clearly I found out that you were cheating, but you always had a way to justify yourself, which made me suspect that I had made a mistake. After thinking about it carefully, I realized that it was you who were playing tricks; also, when you were just in elementary school, you remembered that you said What, you said that people of your generation are not interested in Peking opera, but you prefer the quintessence of Chinese opera, and you vowed to become an excellent Peking opera actor, just to listen to operas like me, a fan of operas, I said no You go, but you say that I am a bad person, and you want to strangle China's future little Mei Lanfang in the cradle, I feel dizzy when I hear it, how can I do such a thing, so I took you away, at first you behaved well Right, but after sitting for [-] minutes you either said you were thirsty or you were hungry. After a scene, you would starve him dozens of times. Later, I will think about it carefully. I dare say that you are taking advantage of my too much time when listening to the play. Forget about me and fiddle with the money in my pocket. Every time I take you home after listening to the play, my purse is deflated, but your bag is bulging. What kind of glass beads, foreign painting stickers, smashing guns There are too many revolvers and knives and swords to count, you see, my grandson can make money, hehe, Xiaojun, don’t laugh, and..."

(End of this chapter)