Rebirth: My 80s

Thirty million yuan is not a big sum for Li Jiankun now. In previous years, he always had to do an accounting at the end of the year to calculate the harvest of the year. This year, he did not do the calculation due to time constraints, and it would not be easy to calculate another one.

We often see footage like this in later media: when rich people are asked how much money they have, they say they don’t know.

This is really not pretentious.

Take Li Jiankun for example. If you want him to tell you exactly how much he is worth, there is really no way. There is only a rough number.

However, now that he is in his hometown, it is not easy to get 30 million in cash in a short period of time.

Not to mention anything else, it is well known that the maximum denomination of RMB these days is ten yuan. From the perspective of future generations, it can almost be understood like this: its volume is equivalent to 300 million "red crucian carp".

The volume of 1.19 million is 1.2 cubic meters and weighs about tons.

Even a small walk-behind tractor cannot fit in it.

In the early morning, Li Jiankun rode Li Guifei's big phoenix and came to the county. He rushed in when the post office opened and made a call to the special zone.

He planned to repeat the same trick and use the method he had used in Spring City to transfer 30 million yuan to him, the general manager of Huadian Company in the special zone, through Huadian Company, indicate the business amount, and ask Huadian Company to explain the situation to China Construction Bank——

The newly established Industrial and Commercial Bank of China has not yet opened in their city.

Each of the four major banks has its own business focus, which is more obvious these days. For example, the Agricultural Bank of China focuses more on agriculture, providing loans for seeds, fertilizers, etc. to various places.

Li Jiankun knew that the CCB in their city was quite large.

After doing this, he went to his eldest brother's house and saw the little Ping'an whom he missed very much. This kid now looked like a tiger-like man and ran so fast that his mother couldn't even see him. He was so skinny.

In the afternoon, before going home, Li Jiankun went to the post and telecommunications office again and called the Municipal Construction Bank.

"How much do you think the scheduled withdrawal will be?" came the bank girl's voice on the other end of the phone, perhaps suspecting something was wrong with her ears.

"Thirty million." Li Jiankun repeated.

"His!"

"What's wrong? It can't work?" Li Jiankun asked.

"Well, comrade, are you sure you have so much money in your account?"

Li Jiankun reported his passbook account and asked her to check it. There is no Internet in China these days, and many banks may not even have computers. This kind of query can only be done by phone, which is very cumbersome.

The reason why he waited from morning till night to make this phone call was just to let the accounts "fly for a while".

After reconnecting, the little girl said on the other end of the phone: "Comrade Li, such a large cash withdrawal cannot be done in a short while. It takes time."

"how long?"

"At least a week."

"This won't work. It will take up to three days. I have to do it. If you can't handle it, please call your person in charge."

After a lot of twists and turns, the other party initially said he would try his best, but finally agreed.

Three days later, early in the morning.

The Yellow River truck of the county transportation company that Li Jiankun had taken twice drove to the entrance of Qingxidian Village.

He took his uncle Li Guiyi, the village militia captain, and two militiamen into the car together, and left Qingxidian with a rumble under the watchful eyes of the whole village and an "outside village surveillance team."

"It's pretty much like that."

At the entrance of the village, behind the crowd, Li Jianqiang, who was well-dressed and stood out from the crowd, had a sarcastic look on his face.

Even if you beat him to death, he would not believe that Li Jiankun could get about 29 million in cash, no matter what method he used, no matter how well Li Jiankun was doing outside.

Are you kidding? According to the official exchange rate, this amount is equivalent to more than 10 million US dollars.

Even if you look at the whole world, it is a huge amount of money.

"Then what is he doing and bringing old man Guiyi with him?" Li Dazhuang asked next to him.

"You are considered a rich man now, do you believe he can get 30 million?" Li Jianqiang asked.

This is your fault, which makes Li Dazhuang a little sad. Two years ago, when he came back, his son called him dad a few times. Until this year, he never heard him, including his mother, call him "you" or "he". Words like "(her) ah" and "eh".

Li Dazhuang is very worried that he will never come back again if he still cannot bring a few workers with him this year.

He thought it was all Jiankun's fault for being nosy.

retribution!

"I don't believe it." Li Dazhuang put on a smile. Only rich people know what thirty million is. Those poor people, even with their poor imagination, can't figure out how scary thirty million together is.

Li Jianqiang shrugged.

In the front cabin of the double-row Huanghe truck, Li Jiankun and an old man from Guiyi squeezed into the passenger seat. The latter bit his ear and asked:

"Jiankun, are we really going to drag out money?"

Li Jiankun knew that it was difficult for people to believe that he could come up with 30 million, even those creditors would not believe it. The reason why they gave him time was that there was no way, and the other was that he hoped that he could get more money back. He didn't explain anything, just nodded.

Although the old man Guiyi clearly felt that he had gotten better over the years, probably after he was admitted to college, he still couldn't believe it, so he asked, "What are you doing outside?"

This little nephew did not enter politics or become a high official, which has always made him deeply regretful.

"Set up a factory."

"Isn't that the same as Wang Bingquan? I heard that he went to the capital to set up a factory again, and he also brought some people from his hometown. It seems that the scale of his business is quite large."

"I'm older than him."

The old man Guiyi said oh and didn't say anything else. Whether this trip is true or false will be revealed later.

About an hour and a half later, Li Jiankun walked into the gate of the Municipal Construction Bank with an old man from Guiyi and three militiamen.

This is a seven-story building that was built just a few years ago. The exterior walls are covered with white ceramic tiles and have sliding windows. It is very fashionable and elegant.

Li Jiankun took out several certificates, including ID card, work permit, bankbook, etc.

It is worth mentioning that the first-generation ID card was implemented and processed last year.

When I came to the counter to identify myself and made an appointment to withdraw money, the bank lobby manager came over and told me some bad news:

Not enough cash.

"How did you do this? You obviously promised me on the phone!" No wonder Li Jiankun was angry, this money is related to the safety of the whole family.

Employees these days are not like those of later generations. The lobby manager is a balding middle-aged man named Xu. In the five years he has been on the job, he has never encountered a customer who dared to lose his temper with him——

Customers these days are not God either.

"What's wrong? You asked for it. Our bank is dedicated to serving you. Something went wrong!" Manager Xu shouted, his voice louder than his.

He had just seen Li Jiankun's work permit. However, he did not take the general manager of a joint venture in the special zone as a thorn, and he could not control him.

In this special era, except for those units with poor performance and forced layoffs of employees, under other circumstances, government agencies will hardly and dare not lay off employees.

Li Jiankun knew this very well and suppressed his anger: "Where is your President Zhong? He promised me last time."

"Not here!"

"Where is his office?"

"Haha, who do you think you are? This is a bank! Are you just wandering around?"