Rebirth 1990: The beginning is sweet and cool Bai Yueguang

"That's right!" Zhou Qi smiled and patted Jiang Jun on the shoulder. "The happier they jump, the faster they die; the higher they jump, the harder they fall. If I don't give them a push, how can I let them jump high and happily?"

"Then what?" Jiang Jun asked.

"Just hang up!" Zhou Qi answered easily.

Jiang Jun was speechless for a moment.

What he couldn't understand was how Zhou Qi could make Ding Jinxiong, an old grasshopper, land "elegantly". Zhou Qi looked at him, chuckled, and said, "If you can't figure it out, think about it more. If you really can't figure it out, don't worry too much. Just watch the fun when the time comes."

"Actually!"

"Although grasshoppers are small, they are so fragrant after being fried. They are definitely the perfect side dish to go with drinking..." These words made Jiang Jun start to wonder again.

He couldn't figure out whether the "appetizer" Zhou Qi was talking about was referring to taking over Ding Jinxiong's fruit wholesale point, or he was really planning to catch some grasshoppers in the peak season to satisfy his craving.

He didn't ask the question out loud, as he felt like he would be a fool if he did. But he was sure of one thing: Zhou Qi would never let Ding Jinxiong off easily.

He read this kind of certainty in Zhou Qi's eyes. Those eyes were like a hunter quietly watching his prey step by step into the trap he had set. There was no extra excitement, only the calmness of being sure of victory.

Customers came in droves, most of them were workers from cotton mills, steel mills, and grain warehouses. Of course, there were also some who heard the news and came just to join in the fun.

By noon, nearly 200 Subor game consoles had been sold, more than 2,600 pieces of clothing had been sold, and although it was difficult to count the exact number of apples, it was estimated to be around ten tons.

And this is just the result of two hours. The flow of people is still increasing. What will the grand scene be like throughout the day?

According to Zhou Qi's prediction, 20,000 pieces of clothing can be cleared today, and it is not a dream to sell thousands or even 2,000 Subor units. It is also not far off for Apple to exceed 50 tons in sales. What a good start!

As it happened to be the Mid-Autumn Festival, Zhou Qi also thoughtfully prepared holiday gifts for each employee, which were ordered together with the gifts for Lin's father and mother.

Each gift includes a box of mooncakes, a chicken and a crucian carp, all of which are real food.

As soon as the gifts arrived, Zhou Qi took Lin Ruixue and distributed them to each employee personally.

Looking at everyone's smiling faces, Lin Ruixue felt an unprecedented sense of satisfaction in her heart, which was a happiness she had never experienced in her previous work.

After lunch at the company, at around 1:00 p.m., Zhou Qi simply arranged his affairs, then got on his motorcycle and left early with Lin Ruixue. Today he was going to visit Lin Ruixue's home.

The roar of the motorcycle broke the tranquility of the countryside and attracted many curious eyes before entering the village.

Several aunties who were pounding clothes by the river at the entrance of the village looked up when they heard the noise. One of them pointed to the distance and said, "Look over there, whose famous man is that? He's riding a big motorcycle, so majestic!"

"It's too far to see clearly. I think it's just a big shot passing by. Who in our poor and remote area can afford such a thing? If my family has a motorcycle someday, it would be a great blessing for my ancestors."

The appearance of the motorcycle sparked a discussion among several women, with some expressing envy, jealousy, and some expressing regrets about the difficulties of life.

Just then, Zhou Qi came in carrying a lot of bags. It took some effort to take the things down because they were hanging on the door handle.

As soon as he entered the door, he greeted the two elderly people: "Uncle, aunt, are you two in good health?"

When the old couple saw him, they were stunned.

Before Han Juan could react, Zhou Qi continued, “Auntie, today is Mid-Autumn Festival. These are the gifts carefully selected by Ruixue. I also bought two bottles of Moutai for uncle and some supplements for you.”

As Zhou Qi spoke, he handed the gift box containing Moutai to Lin Dong.

Lin Dong took the wine reflexively. Before he could say anything, Han Juan slapped him on the back of his head: "You've never drunk alcohol?"

Lin Dong looked aggrieved, but he didn't dare to get angry. Zhou Qi had anticipated this scenario before he came, and had already made plans in mind.

He is going to talk to Lin's father and mother about his marriage with Lin Ruixue today.

“This motorcycle is really cool!”

At this time, a deep voice came from outside the door, followed by a knock on the door, "Lao Lin, is anyone home? I'm coming in."

Following the sound, two men, one old and one young, walked into the house.

Seeing this, Lin Dong forced a smile and walked forward: "Old Hou, how come you have time to come here today?"

"It's the holiday season, and my boy from the city came back to see me and brought some apples. These apples are special and taste really good, so I thought I'd bring some for you to try."

Old Hou looked at Zhou Qi as he spoke.

Old Hou turned to Lin Dong and smiled, "Old Lin, I really envy you. You have a son and a daughter, and they are both promising. Look at Ruixue's outfit. She must be living a comfortable life. Junfeng has also established himself in the cotton mill. Your family is getting better and better."

Lin Dong smiled awkwardly, feeling bitter inside: Good? How is this life good?

He understood what Lao Hou meant, but he was really short of money and could only smile in response.

Han Juan was furious. She almost blew the roof off her head when someone came to collect the debt during the holiday. "Lao Hou, you are going too far. It is only natural to pay back a debt, but we are not the kind of people who default on debts. There is no need to come to urge us at this time."

"Sister-in-law, you misunderstood. I didn't mean that." Old Hou changed the subject: "But speaking of it, when you were sick, I lent you money without hesitation. I never asked for it over the years. I knew you were in trouble. I even thought of sending you apples during the holidays. Now that you say that, I feel cold in my heart."

"But then again..."

"That motorcycle at the door, is it yours? This is the first time I've seen such a stylish motorcycle in the village. You have the money to buy a motorcycle, but you don't repay the favor. Isn't that unreasonable?"

Han Juan was stunned by what he said. Motorcycle? Where did the motorcycle come from?

Zhou Qi did not push the motorcycle in, and the old couple did not notice it, let alone know that the matter had spread in the village.

She was so angry. It was obvious that Old Hou was saying that they had the money but didn't want to pay it back.

Just as he was about to open his mouth to defend himself, Zhou Qi spoke first. He smiled and said to Lao Hou: "Hello, Uncle Hou, can I ask how much money your uncle's family owes you?"

"you are?"

Before Zhou Qi introduced himself, Lao Hou's son shouted in surprise: "Mr. Zhou, I didn't expect this. Hello, hello!"

Seeing the old Hou's son extend his hands enthusiastically, Zhou Qi was slightly stunned, then politely shook hands and responded: "Excuse me, who are you?"

"My name is Hou Zhihua, a worker in the steel plant. I attended your company's opening ceremony today." Hou Zhihua seemed very excited.

Oh, this is a big shot who can deal with our factory director!