Siheyuan: Learning to be the sixth

After saying thank you, Zhang Xiaohua left quickly and found a place with few people. She opened the red envelope containing her year-end bonus first. When she saw that there were more than two hundred yuan, her heart was immediately relieved. She smiled so happily that her two little canine teeth were exposed.

Then she opened the red envelope that He Yuzhu had given her separately, and there were two hundred yuan quietly lying inside. The little girl was so scared that she quickly put it away.

"Oh my god, I'm rich..."

They were happily waiting at the factory gate with their neighbors and colleagues. The reason was simple: the garment factory distributed too many supplies, and they, a group of women, could not take them all back by themselves, so they could only wait for their families to pick them up.

Of course, even if they can get it, they won’t take it back themselves. They get to be in the spotlight once a year, and they also enjoy the envious looks of others.

The next second, a large group of carts and bicycles rushed straight to the garment factory, attracting a lot of attention along the way.

It was the first time for Zhang Xiaohua's father to see the pile of supplies in front of his daughter, and he laughed so hard that his eyes could hardly be seen.

"Good, good, my Xiaohua has made great progress."

The old couple has only one daughter, and originally wanted to find a good family for her to marry into. Now Old Zhang has his own little thoughts, that is, since his daughter is so promising, why can't he find a son-in-law to take care of her in her old age?

Zhang Xiaohua also tried hard to suppress her inner excitement, and did not dare to share with her father the fact that her year-end bonus plus the red envelope from her boss was almost 500 yuan. Although she was naive, she still understood the principle of not showing off one's wealth.

"Dad, stop being in a daze. Let's pack our things and go home quickly."

Only then did Old Man Zhang come out of his fantasy. He quickly put the things on the cart, and the father and son went home happily.

He Yuzhu and a few others stood at the door of the office, watching a group of employees leave with smiles on their faces. They also felt a sense of accomplishment.

"Okay, their benefits have been distributed, and it's time for us brothers to divide the money."

This year, the Beijing Garment Factory has been developing rapidly, with its profits exceeding 15 million for the first time, so all shareholders present can receive a dividend of one million.

Everyone was shocked by this number and felt it was a bit unreal.

He Yuzhu didn't care. The garment factory in Shanghai and the garment factory he and his brother-in-law opened in Shenzhen brought him a total profit of more than 20 million.

"We are not outsiders. Damao and Sister Huairu have made great contributions to the development of Beijing Garment Factory. So, to thank them for their efforts, I will personally reward them with one million. I hope everyone will have no objection."

Of course Xu Damao didn't want to accept it.

"Zhu Zi, I am already quite content to earn a million a year. How can I ask for more money from you? This is not allowed. There is no such thing."

He Yuzhu also knew that Xu Damao really didn't want it, but he didn't give him the chance to refuse again.

"I am the majority shareholder and I have the final say. Besides, my bonus is not so easy to take. Damao, you have to ensure that the profit at least doubles next year. How do you think?"

Xu Damao is now extremely ambitious in his career.

"Zhu Zi, don't worry, we'll make 30 million in profit next year, just wait and see."

Xu Damao's bold words also made everyone present have greater expectations for next year.

After returning home, He Yuzhu was just about to calm down for a while when Ma Hua walked in again with the account book.

"Brother Zhuzi, it's the end of the year. I'm here to report to you on the income and expenditure of Heshiji this year."

He Yuzhu, who had been listening to data at the garment factory all day, really didn't want to listen anymore, so he stretched out his hand to stop her and said, "Ma Hua, don't talk about the process, just tell me the final profit."

Seeing that He Yuzhu looked tired, Ma Hua didn't say anything more and went straight to the last page of the account book.

"Brother Zhuzi, our Heshiji has made a profit of 1.08 million this year. In addition to keeping 180,000 for turnover, we can distribute 900,000 in dividends."

Everyone knows that opening a restaurant can make money, but He Yuzhu didn't expect to make money in this way.

"Ma Hua, why don't we just not share this year's profits? How about we open a few more branches?"

MCA also had this idea, but since He Yuzhu did not mention it, he did not say anything.

"Brother Zhuzi, when we open a branch store, should we rent or buy a location?"

There is no such thing as renting a house in He Yuzhu's dictionary. It just so happens that the garment factory has made a lot of profit this year, so he might as well invest it and let the money make more money.

"Ma Hua, how about this, after the Chinese New Year, you can first pick out the ones that are suitable from the stores I have, and if there are none, we can buy them."

MCA has become immune to the big moves of its big brother.

"Okay, big brother, I'll arrange it after the New Year."

"Oh, by the way, Ma Hua, the restaurant needs to be opened, but we must not forget to cultivate reserve talents. He Shi Ji is a signature restaurant, it is unique, and it must be separated from the newly opened restaurant."

Ma Hua also understands that it is easy to make money from the rich but the base is here. If you want to make big money, the bulk of the profits will still have to come from ordinary people.

The Spring Festival of 1986 was exceptionally cold, but the He family was having a great time eating old Beijing copper pot hotpot and drinking wine.

After the reunion dinner, He Jiaran and Nannan took He Yuzhu, He Xiao and others out to set off fireworks.

Even the steady third brother has a lot of fun every New Year's Eve, but it's a pity for the dogs at home, who have to watch their food bowls go up and down and change into various shapes.

In previous years, they would either hide the food bowls or hold them in their mouths after eating during the day, but after they learned that there were new ones when the old ones broke, and that there was also "extra compensation", they no longer guarded them.

Lao Cao said that the dogs in his family have become very smart, and it would be a pity if they didn't become police dogs.

As for Lao Cao's words, He Yuzhu and his children at home pretended not to hear them tacitly. They were reluctant to do so.

Lou Xiao'e, Aunt Yi, and Lou's mother were making dumplings while looking out the window at their family members playing outside, all laughing happily.

At around eight o'clock, the phone rang. It turned out to be Liu Ranran calling to wish everyone a happy New Year. It shouldn't have been past twelve o'clock yet, but both the He and Liu families were of high status, so it was still unknown whether the call could be connected after twelve o'clock.

So Liu Ranran was smart and called in advance to wish her a happy new year. She also wanted to chat with her boyfriend for a while longer as she hadn't seen him for a few days and missed him very much.

While He Xiao and Liu Ranran were talking on the phone, Lou Xiaoe patted the flour on his hands and said, "Zhu Zi, you see the two kids have such a good relationship, should we go to Shandong Province to visit them?"

He Yuzhu had the same idea. No matter how easy-going Brother Liu and his sister-in-law were, they still had to maintain their own etiquette.

"Wife, how about this, we leave home on the fourth day of the New Year and visit Brother Liu's house on the sixth day?"

Lou Xiaoe thought about it and realized that the sixth day was a double day, which was a good omen, so he nodded.