After wearing the chronological control group

The Spring Festival holiday in the 90s is from the first day to the third day of junior high school, a total of three days.

However, Ye Weixie felt that the time was too short for him to go back to Hexi Village, so after thinking about it, he decided to play it from the day before New Year's Eve until the fourth day of the new year, making up enough for six days of vacation.

And those who came on duty during this period were all paid triple wages.

Of course, the employees of Xia Tian clothing are in favor with both hands and feet. Although everyone loves to make money, whoever wants to take a few more days off for a good rest during the Chinese New Year.

Otherwise, the whole year is busy and tiring.

After the holiday time is confirmed, the annual meeting time is also arranged on the schedule.

Just put it on the 28th day of the year.

The notice was sent out early, stating that there would only be half a day's work that day, and everyone would clean up the company after lunch, and they could go to the hotel to attend the annual meeting after three o'clock in the afternoon.

The time soon came to the 29th day. Everyone finished the finishing work early, and no one was lazy after that. They worked together to clean up and down the factory, and even wiped the windows several times.

Ye Weixie took a look and found that everyone really cleaned the factory to a spotless spot.

I guess the house wasn't that clean.

Of course, there is a reason why everyone is so motivated.

Because it was sent out together with the holiday notice, in addition to saying that the annual meeting will be held, it also announced the prizes for the lucky draw at the annual meeting.

One first prize with a 14-inch black and white TV set, two second prizes with refrigerators, and three third prizes with washing machines.

There are also five lucky prizes, each with 100 yuan in cash.

That's a TV and refrigerator, and it doesn't cost money. Who wouldn't want it?

Although there are too many monks and too little porridge, what if?

Maybe that lucky goose is me.

So since knowing the news, everyone's enthusiasm has been very high. Usually seeing Ye Weixie is gone, and everyone who was afraid of being fired before was gone, and everyone greeted them enthusiastically.

Ye Weixie knew everyone's thoughts, so when someone greeted them, he would wish them a big prize.

For a while, the atmosphere in the company was so good that even the work efficiency was much higher.

Time passed slowly in the excitement, but no matter what, the annual meeting that everyone was thinking about finally kicked off.

Ye Weixie came to the stage to speak, he didn't say anything big, anyway, he was summing up the past and looking forward to the future, and then released the first good news of the night——

Each person will receive an extra month's salary as a year-end bonus.

As soon as the words fell, the roof of the banquet hall was almost toppled by the screams from below. No one expected that there would be a sudden extra month's salary.

In the end, the screaming was so loud that the hotel manager was called directly.

After learning the source of the noise, the hotel manager was also shocked.

Every unit will give out some things at the end of the year, most of which are rice noodle oil, or some fruit gift boxes and the like. This is the first time he has heard of an extra month's salary, so it's no wonder the employees are so excited.

If he could get an extra month's salary, he probably would have yelled louder than those people just now.

So he didn't say anything, he just told the waiters that if other guests ask, let them explain, and let them understand everyone's excitement.

Unexpectedly, this scream was just the beginning, and the subsequent shouts became louder and louder.

He had to check again, but when he arrived, he found a lot of people gathered around the entrance of the banquet hall.

In addition to the waiters, there are quite a few customers.

He didn't know until he asked the waiter that there was a lottery inside.

The manager suddenly wondered, "Don't you just draw a prize? It's worth the excitement?"

Then, when the waiter revealed the prize, the manager was speechless. If it wasn't for the wrong major, he would have wanted to apply for the job.

The other onlookers were also talking about it.

"Summer clothes? I don't know if there is still a shortage of people."

"This TV must be 2000 yuan smaller?"

"And the refrigerator costs more than 1000. I just saw it in the mall a few days ago. It is imported and requires a ticket. The boss is really willing."

"I think the washing machine is good, so you don't have to freeze your hands in winter."

"Hey, it's okay to win a cash prize, 100 yuan."

……

But no matter how envious you are, it's not their turn.

There are a few quick-witted ones, so I quickly wrote down the name of the company, and after the Chinese New Year, I will talk to my relatives at home. If there is a suitable one at home, and those who are looking for a job, let them ask about summer clothing first.

If you can get in, won't you be eligible to draw a prize next year?

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"Boss Zheng?"

Because both Huang Yunna and Zheng Hui invested money in the fabric factory, and the money was supported by their old father, Ye Weixie not only invited Huang Yunna, but also invited Huang Zhi and Zheng Hongan, and everyone had fun one time.

Taking advantage of the time when everyone was arguing about their positions after drawing the big prize, Ye Weixie found Zheng Hui's father, Zheng Hong'an.

"Do you have time for a chat?" he asked.

Now that the two companies are working closely together, Zheng Hongan thought that Ye Weixie wanted to talk about cooperation, so he nodded without hesitation.

"Then shall we go over there to talk?"

Zheng Hongan stood up.

The two walked to the corner.

"What does Xiaoye always want to talk about?" Zheng Hong'an is not a person who likes to beat around the bush, plus his friend who has always regarded Ye Weixie as his son, that is, the younger generation, so he asked directly.

Ye Weixie also doesn't like being kidnapped, so he said without any hesitation, "I want to talk about Zheng Hui."

Hearing this, Zheng Hongan frowned subconsciously. What about Zheng Hui?

He recalled what happened to Zheng Hui recently, but after much deliberation, apart from being a little busy and having difficulty seeing people, it seemed that nothing special happened.

"What's the matter with Zheng Hui?" He asked.

Ye Weixie glanced at Zheng Hui who was talking to Hu Rui, and quickly explained the previous contract.

"I don't mean to blame him, but he seems to keep blaming himself for this."

"And if he shows up on the bright side, I can still persuade him, but he has been pressing it in his heart. I worry that after a long time, this matter will really become a hurdle in his heart."

Zheng Hongan's eyes darkened after listening.

He knows his own son, although Zheng Hui usually looks carefree and seems to be very enthusiastic and cheerful, but in fact his personality is very similar to his mother, he is very sensitive to people and things.

If you are not careful, it is easy to get into the dead end, and it is difficult to get out.

But because of their superficial calm, it's hard to see a problem if they're not genuinely concerned.

Now Ye Weixie not only saw it, but also found him here, which shows that he really cares about Zheng Hui.

As a father, he had to make a statement.

So he solemnly said to Ye Weixie: "Thank you for letting Boss Xiaoye worry about it."

Ye Weixie didn't expect the other party to be so formal, so he raised his eyebrows and said, "President Zheng, you're being polite, Zheng Hui and I are friends, we should."

But there are not many friends who can care to this extent, Zheng Hong said with peace of mind, not to mention that the two of them still have a superior-subordinate relationship.

"I'll talk to him later."

Ye Weixie shook his head, "I suggest Mr. Zheng not to talk about this matter directly, and this is not the purpose of my coming to you."

Zheng Hongan was puzzled, "What do you mean?"

Ye Weixie considered his words and said, "I hope you can hit him a little bit."

"..."

Zheng Hongan frowned, he felt that he was hallucinating, otherwise how could he have heard what Ye Weixie told him to hit his son?

Ye Weixie saw that Zheng Hongan's expression was not right, and explained the reason, "He lacks the passion to fight now, he looks busy every day, but he is just completing the work step by step."

"Although for most people, it is good to be able to complete the work step by step, Mr. Zheng, you should understand your son, and he should not stop there."

"Otherwise, he wouldn't have resolutely resigned from you to start a business, right?"

Zheng Hong'an was silent for a while, and said, "Don't call me Mr. Zheng from now on, just call me brother."

Ye Weixie: "Huh?"

Ten minutes later, Zheng Hui looked at Ye Weixie and his father dully.

He really wanted to know what happened in the middle of the earth-shattering event, otherwise why his father only chatted with Ye Weixie for a while, and his seniority changed from Brother Zheng to eldest nephew?

Although he admired Ye Weixie very much, he also regarded it as a role model for himself to learn from.

But as long as he imagined himself being called Uncle Ye Weixie, he couldn't help shivering. For anyone who was suddenly asked to call someone who was younger than him and kept calling him his brother an uncle couldn't stand it.

Because it's too weird!

He tried to resist, "Dad, Weixie is six years younger than me, it's inappropriate, why don't we talk about it?"

"Do you want to be my brother?" Zheng Hongan asked.

"Of course not." Zheng Hui said.

He didn't have such big plans to become brothers with his own father.

He explained, "I mean, we have different opinions, we can call you brother before we stop, but the relationship between me and him will remain the same, we will still be called by the old name, what do you think?"

Zheng Hongan said: "Then let Weixie decide."

Zheng Hui thought for a while, and said: "Yes." Then he looked at Ye Weixi with deep eyes.

Don't let me drop the chain.

Then Ye Weixie said very kindly: "Hello, big nephew."

Zheng Hui: "..."

There was a little smile in Zheng Hongan's eyes, and then he pretended not to see the lovelessness in his son's eyes, and said with a final word: "Call uncle, hurry up. Don't let people think you are rude."

Zheng Hui: "..."

Come on, let him live in it until he retires.

Ye Weixie laughed so hard that he couldn't see his teeth, he was very considerate and said: "Brother Zheng is fine, the eldest nephew is still young, so don't bark if you don't want to. As an elder, I don't care about him."

Zheng Hongan folded his hands behind his back and looked at his elder son sharply.

Zheng Hui was unmoved at first, but after a few seconds, he gritted his teeth and said, "Uncle."

"Hey," Ye Weixie patted Zheng Hui's shoulder with a smile, "My nephew is so good."

Zheng Hui's face flushed red.

God he's so good, he really wants to shout, I'm almost 25.

"Ha ha ha ha--"

Ye Weixie lay on Yu Qinghe's shoulder, laughing uncontrollably.

"Let me tell you, Zheng Hui is so fun," he said while smiling, "You are my younger brother, so he is also your eldest nephew. Let him call you uncle later."

Yu Qinghe was infected by Ye Weixie's smile, and there was a smile on his face, "Okay."

"Did the brother give the eldest nephew a red envelope?"

"Eh——" Ye Weixie's laughter stopped abruptly, "I forgot."

"It's okay." Yu Qinghe said comfortingly, "I'll let him pay New Year's greetings to my uncle later, and I'll give it to him at that time."

Ye Weixie laughed, "Then he wants to call me uncle again?"

Yu Qinghe also smiled, "Yes."

"Hahaha!" Thinking of Zheng Huisheng's loveless appearance, Ye Weixie couldn't help laughing wildly again.

The others were curious about what he was laughing at, and wanted to come over to ask, but they were frightened away by Yu Qinghe's obviously unkind eyes when they approached, and finally there was no one within a few meters of them.

But there are also those who are not afraid, such as Huang Yunna.

But after hearing the reason for Ye Weixie's smile, Huang Yunna fell silent.

She felt she shouldn't have come here.

But when she was leaving, she suddenly said, "Happy New Year, Uncle."

"Eh?" Ye Weixie was stunned for a moment, then turned to ask Yu Qinghe, "What does she mean?"

Yu Qinghe's eyes flickered, and he said intentionally, "Didn't brother know?"

Ye Weixie was inexplicable, "I know what... oh, yes," he slapped his hands suddenly, and said, "I almost forgot, Sister Yunna likes Zheng... the eldest nephew."

Yu Qinghe said 'hmm', and was about to say something, when Ye Weixie said regretfully, "But it's a pity," he said, "The goddess has a heart, King Xiang has no dreams, and I don't know when my nephew will be enlightened."

Yu Qinghe picked up the teacup and stroked it, then said, "What about brother?"

"Huh?" Ye Weixie didn't know why, "What am I?"

Yu Qinghe: "Is there anyone you like, brother?"

"Me?" Ye Weixie smiled and said, "Guess?"

Yu Qinghe's voice was a little low, "I guess - yes."

"Then you guessed wrong," Ye Weixie said, looking at the lively crowd in front of him, "I don't have anyone I like."

"What about before?" Yu Qinghe asked casually.

Ye Weixie shook his head, "Never."

A burst of joy suddenly spread from the bottom of my heart, like boiling water, bubbling and bubbling, Yu Qinghe's eyes were full of smiles, "What kind of brother do you like?"

"I like it..." Ye Weixie was about to say that he likes good-looking people, but suddenly remembered that Yu Qinghe was only 16 years old and a kid, so he quickly stopped talking.

He raised his hand and flicked Yu Qinghe's forehead, and said, "You are so young, why are you asking so many questions?"

Yu Qinghe: "..."

After Ye Weixie finished speaking, he raised his hand and glanced at his watch, and said, "It's almost time, it's time to end, otherwise it will be late to go back later."

Ye Weixie went to find someone to finish, Yu Qinghe looked at his back with deep and shallow eyes.

It's just a pity.

Ye Weixie was explaining things to Zheng Hui, when he suddenly felt a shadow following him, he turned around quickly, but he didn't see anything, everyone in sight was busy with his own business.

He is suspicious, is it an illusion?

Zheng Hui realized something was wrong and asked, "What's wrong?"

Ye Weixie turned around, "It's okay."

The employees of Xia Tian Clothing didn't expect that they could receive a Sunshine Award before they left. Although there was only one barrel of oil, which was nothing compared to the TV refrigerator, at least they didn't run out, right?

So after receiving the oil, everyone happily went home to celebrate the New Year.

After Ye Weixie, Huang Zhi, Zheng Hongan and the others bid farewell, they also took the bus back to the courtyard with Yu Qinghe and Qi Hui.

Qi Hui was also drawn today.

It's a lucky prize, 100 yuan.

Although 100 yuan is not much to him now, but it came by accident and made him happy for a long time.

After getting off the car, the three walked home while chatting about daily life.

As soon as I arrived at the door, I found a person sitting on the doorstep.

Because the other party happened to be sitting in the shadows, it was impossible to see who it was.

Seeing them coming back, the figure immediately stood up.

Only then did the three of Ye Weixi see clearly who it was.

"Fang Xiaolei? What are you doing here?" Qi Hui didn't know the twists and turns. He only knew that Fang Xiaolei was fired by Ye Weixie. He was worried that the other party was here to trouble Ye Weixie, so he quickly blocked him. In front of Ye Weixie and Yu Qinghe.

Fang Xiaolei was a little embarrassed, "I didn't want to do anything, I just wanted to come to pay New Year's greetings."

As he spoke, he turned sideways, revealing what was behind him.

Under the streetlight, the three of them quickly saw the contents of the bag. They were very ordinary, and they usually took gifts from relatives, fruits, meat, and milk.

Ye Weixi patted Qi Hui's arm to calm him down, and then said to Yu Qinghe: "Qinghe, open the door."

Yu Qinghe said 'hmm' and walked over to open the courtyard door.

Ye Weixie followed in, and then greeted Fang Xiaolei, "Come in first."

"Oh, good." Fang Xiaolei hurriedly picked up his things and followed inside.

Qi Hui saw that the person really came to pay New Year's greetings, so he didn't follow up.

He bought a lot of New Year's goods two days ago, and he had to pack them up and take them back tomorrow, so he talked to Ye Weixie and went back to the next door.

After Ye Weixie entered, he closed the door. Seeing Fang Xiaolei standing awkwardly in the yard with his belongings, he called people into the living room, "Come in and sit down. You're welcome."

"Okay." Fang Xiaolei followed in step by step.

Yu Qinghe had already taken out the teacup to pour water, and had no intention of staying after that. After glancing at Fang Xiaolei, he said to Ye Weixie, "Brother, I'll boil the bath water first, and I have to get up early tomorrow morning, so don't make it too late."

"Well, let's go."

When Yu Qinghe went to the kitchen, Ye Weixie turned around and was about to sit down, but found that Fang Xiaolei was still standing, and said, "Sit down, don't stand stupidly." Then he passed the cup to him.

Fang Xiaolei took it and thanked him.

After having an extra cup in his hand, his empty heart was relieved a bit. He pursed his lips and said, "Boss, I'm here to apologize."

Ye Weixie took a drink from the cup and pretended not to understand, "What are you apologizing for?"

"I made a mistake about the quota last time." Fang Xiaolei put down his cup and stood up, and bowed solemnly to Ye Weixie to apologize, "I'm sorry. My self-righteousness hurt the company's interests."

"I shouldn't have given the quota to an unrelated person without your consent." Even if that person is his family's benefactor.

And once some words are spoken, it will be much easier to talk about the next thing. Fang Xiaolei straightened up, looked at Ye Weixie and said: "You were right last time, I can give the quota to others without asking, so that's it. It is possible to give away other things of the company."

"So you should not trust me."

"But I still want to prove that I am not that kind of person, so I ask the boss to give me another chance. I promise that I will work hard this time, and I will never do anything that will damage Xia Tian's clothes and you."

"I can use my house as a guarantee."

Ye Weixie had a smile on his eyes when he heard the words, "How much is your house worth?"

Fang Xiaolei: "I just asked, it can be sold for 500 yuan." After speaking, he quickly took out a guarantee letter from his pocket and put it in front of Ye Weixie, "I have already signed it."

Ye Weixie gave the hand holding the cup a pause, "Are you serious?"

"Really." Fang Xiaolei nodded.

The house is the most precious thing he can give, and he hopes Ye Weixie can see his determination.

After Xia Xia clothing left, he never suffered from conscience, so after hesitating for a long time, he still decided to apologize to Ye Weixie and fight for a chance for himself.

He didn't want Ye Weixie to think that he was an ungrateful person.

What he did wrong in the past, he admits, but what he did not do, he would not do it before, he will not do it now, and he will not do it in the future. He wants to prove that he will do what he says.

Ye Weixie looked at the letter of guarantee in front of him, feeling helpless and relieved.

If Fang Xiaolei had seriously apologized to him and admitted his mistakes, he might not have let him go.

Instead of picking up the letter of guarantee, he asked, "Have you learned how to draw before?"

Fang Xiaolei was overjoyed when he heard the words, but he was worried that he was thinking too much, so he didn't dare to show it too obviously, "I have been studying all the time, taking classes four times a week, and practicing at least three hours a day."

"Did you bring the painting?" Ye Weixie asked.

"Have!"

"have a look."

"it is good."

Fang Xiaolei quickly took out the drawing book, found a new one and handed it to Ye Weixie.

"From now on, I painted after I started formal study."

After taking it, Ye Weixie gave an 'hmm' sound, and then slowly began to look through it.

If Xiaolei's paintings in the past were vines growing wildly, now they are plants with individual characteristics.

In just two months, there has been such progress.

It is not an exaggeration to say that young and promising.

However, Ye Weixie looked a little dignified. With such a talent, it would be a pity if he was only doing fashion design.

It's also because he didn't think deeply about it before.

fine……

Ye Weixie sighed and said, "What did the teacher say?"

Fang Xiaolei's eyes showed a little joy, "The teacher said that I have made great progress." And...

Ye Weixie handed the notebook back to him, "Didn't you tell me to continue your studies?"

Fang Xiaolei was taken aback, subconsciously nodded, then quickly shook his head.

Ye Weixie: "Tell the truth."

Fang Xiaolei hesitated for a while, pursed his lips, and said, "...Yes."

After seeing his level, the teacher asked him to repeat the exam, saying that it was too late for the art exam this year, and it happened to be a year of review next year, when he took the art exam, he could apply for the Academy of Fine Arts in the capital.

Ye Weixie was not surprised when he heard the words. With Fang Xiaolei's level, he would be surprised if the other teacher didn't say anything.

"I think your teacher is right. It's a pity not to take the art test at your level."

Fang Xiaolei wanted to say that he didn't want to go, but when Ye Weixie asked him to tell the truth, he hesitated for a while and said, "Boss, I know that you let me take the art test for my own good, but my family's situation doesn't allow it." I'm off to study."

"My family still owes tens of thousands of foreign debts. My mother has bad legs and can't do heavy work. If I don't work, I may not even be able to afford food, let alone tuition fees for art majors."

Ye Weixie didn't expect Fang Xiaolei to be honest with him, but after hearing this, the last bit of pimple in his heart was completely gone.

"That's a problem," he said, "but are you willing to accept your fate?"

Fang Xiaolei was taken aback, "Huh?"

"Do you accept your fate?" Ye Weixie asked again.

Fang Xiaolei pursed his lips and shook his head.

Ye Weixie: "Then think of a way to get the best of both worlds."

"What?" Fang Xiaolei was puzzled.

Ye Weixie said: "As the saying goes, if a person has no long-term concerns, he must have near-term worries, so you can't just confine your eyes to the present, look a little farther away, and think about where you will be in three years, five years, or ten years. how is it like."

"So, use this time of Chinese New Year to think carefully and find a solution to your current predicament."

Fang Xiaolei was shocked after hearing this, because no one had ever told him this before, so he only thought about how to earn money to pay off the debts, and never thought about anything else.

He nodded, "Okay, boss, don't worry, I will think about it."

"Go."

After the people left, Yu Qinghe walked in.

"My brother seems to care about him."

"Huh?" Ye Weixie looked up at him, "What?"

Yu Qinghe got closer, looked down at him and said, "You seem to care about Fang Xiaolei very much, why?"

"How should I put it?" Ye Weixie lowered his head, recalling his past life, "I liked drawing when I was very young, and I was like him at the beginning. No matter where I go, I like to take a notebook with me. If you like it, you want to draw it.”

"But it's all doodles," he said.

"If you want to learn a major, you have to enroll in classes and learn from teachers, but you need to pay tuition fees for enrolling in classes, and you also need to buy paint brushes, and these all need money." That's why he developed so many skills.

"Qinghe," Ye Weixie's voice was a bit deep when he said this, "It's very difficult for someone who loves painting and wants to learn painting but has no money." money making opportunities.

Yu Qinghe: "So you think he looks a lot like you before, so you want to help him?"

"That's right." Ye Weixie said, "And I didn't do anything."

Yu Qinghe felt that Ye Weixie had misunderstood "didn't do anything".

He sat down beside him, "What if he can't think of a way?"

Ye Weixie was determined, "I will think of it, if he really loves painting."

Yu Qinghe did not comment.

After a while, he suddenly said: "Brother, I will support you in the future."

"..." Ye Weixie.

Ye Weixie helplessly rubbed his head and said, "Again."

"I'm serious." Yu Qing said softly.

"Okay, you are serious." Ye Weixie smiled, stood up and walked out, and said, "I'm going to take a shower first, I have to go to bed early today, and I have to get up early tomorrow morning."

Yu Qing said 'um'.

The next day, the three of Ye Weixie got up early and caught the first bus back to Yuanfeng County.

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