bestfiction Chapter 398 passed with 4 votes
Chapter 398 passed with 4 votes
Seeing that Song Ying was really angry, Lin Wufeng quickly got up, patted Dong Zhe's shoulder twice to signal him to calm down, and then hurried after him.
Back in the room, the two sat on the edge of the bed.
Lin Wufeng quickly put his arm around Song Ying's shoulder and coaxed her in a low voice, "Song Ying, we're on the same side. You've always been the one who calls the shots in our family, and that will never change. Calm down."
Song Ying leaned against Lin Wufeng's chest. "Wufeng, do you think this business can really make money? Won't it just let that rascal Dongzhe throw away all our hard-earned money?"
Lin Wufeng gently patted her back to comfort her.
"Given the current situation, it's definitely possible to make money. Now that the government has abolished the dual-track pricing system and opened up prices, everyone is scrambling for everything, and the market demand is huge. Tomorrow, let's have a good discussion with Teacher Zhuang and Sister Ling. I think the children's ideas are feasible."
As the two were talking, they heard a knock on the door. "Mom and Dad, is it alright if I come in?" It was Dongzhe's voice.
Upon hearing this, Song Ying's previously stern face couldn't help but break into a smile. This mischievous boy is just like his father, full of tricks. "Mischievous boy, come in."
Lin Dongzhe pushed open the door, carrying a kettle and half a bucket of cold water, and placed them by the bedside. He smiled and said...
"Mom, you've had a long day at work. Wash your feet and relax. I know you're tired, so I've prepared some water for you."
"Lin Dongzhe, you little rascal, you need to be more attentive to service. Adjust the water temperature properly."
Song Ying pretended to be serious, but in reality, she had already been convinced by her son.
"Yes, please wait a moment."
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The next day, the two families sat together. Song Ying sat next to Huang Ling, peeling sunflower seeds. Soon she had a small pile and put it in Huang Ling's hand. "Sister Ling, I heard that if pregnant women eat more nuts, their babies will be fair-skinned and smart. You should eat more."
Huang Ling took the sunflower seeds. "Thank you, Song Ying."
Zhuang Chaoying glanced at the two of them, then turned her gaze to Lin Wufeng.
"Lin Gong, Xiao Song, you should both know what we're here to talk about today. Let me state my position first: Ah Ling and I support our children starting a business. Everyone has to take the first step. In today's society, the bold get rich, and the timid starve. If our children have ideas, we have to support them."
Lin Wufeng and Song Ying exchanged a glance, recalling their long conversation last night. He strongly supported Dongzhe going out to make his own way in the world. After all, boys have to be able to support their families in the future. Now that the family is financially able, it would be great if he could make a name for himself. If he couldn't, it would be a lesson learned. Besides, Dongzhe has this idea, so we should support him.
After all, people from Fujian are known for their ambition and drive; they believe that hard work pays off.
In the end, Song Ying was persuaded and agreed to let Dong Zhe participate in this business. After all, with her sister-in-law and brother-in-law looking after things in Fujian Province, Song Ying might not have agreed to let Dong Zhe risk the family's savings without their connections.
Early this morning, Lin Wufeng called his second son's family, repeatedly reminding them to contact them immediately if anything happened, which put Song Ying at ease.
After receiving an affirming look from Song Ying, Lin Wufeng spoke.
"Teacher Zhuang, Sister Ling, Song Ying and I agree. The children are growing up and have their own ideas and ambitions. As parents, we should help them if we can."
Zhuang Chaoying nodded after hearing this.
"Then it passes with four votes. Engineer Lin, this business deal still relies on your family's connections. I thank you on behalf of Tu Nan and Peng Fei. Without your family's influence in Fujian Province, this business would have been very difficult to succeed."
Lin Wufeng quickly waved his hand. "Teacher Zhuang, don't mention thank you. My sister-in-law has been in business for several years and is very experienced. I think as long as we're careful not to have the police seize the goods, there shouldn't be any problems. However, there is still a key issue now, which is how to transport the goods after they arrive in Suzhou."
Upon hearing this, Pengfei quickly chimed in, "I was thinking of borrowing a car from Uncle Qian, and we'd pay the rental fee. Besides, I can drive; I learned from Uncle Qian for a long time during the holidays, so my skills are pretty good."
Lin Wufeng shook his head slightly after hearing this. "How about this, I'll ask Director An at work tomorrow and see if we can borrow a truck from the transportation team. Pengfei, are you sure you can handle this? This is no small matter; safety on the road is the most important thing."
Pengfei patted his chest. "Uncle Lin, my skills are fine. I even filled in for Uncle Qian during winter break."
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After Dongcheol and his family left.
Huang Ling and Zhuang Chaoying returned to their room, each holding a bankbook. They walked to the opposite room and knocked on the door.
"Come in."
Pushing open the door, one could see Zhuang Tunan sitting at the table, meticulously counting money.
Xiaoting's 1,000 yuan, Pengfei's 3,000 yuan, and his own 10,000 yuan earned from selling plastic bags were all with Wanshu. They were keeping them for emergencies and hadn't taken them out.
He looked up and saw his parents come in, and quickly said, "Mom and Dad, please sit down."
Huang Ling walked to the bedside, sat down gently, and placed the savings book on the table. "This is the money your father and I have given you to support you. Since you want to start a business, let's do it well and go for it."
Tu Nan took the bankbook, and after seeing the number on it, his eyes widened in surprise. "Forty thousand! Mom, Dad, our family is so rich!"
He never expected that his parents would suddenly come up with such a large sum of money to support him.
Zhuang Chaoying reached out and patted her son on the shoulder.
"If I let you know everything, that would be terrible. Just work hard and do business honestly with the money you earn."
Huang Ling gently stroked his hair.
"Tunan, your father and I are sending you to university not so that you can become successful or give us a big reward. Your father and I hope that you can learn to be sensible and realize your own ideals. No matter what difficulties you encounter, our family will always be your strong support, and we will always support you."
Zhuang Chaoying nodded from the side. "If your mom can't handle it, I'm here for you. No matter how big the problem is, your parents will support you."
After leaving Tu Nan's room, Huang Ling also prepared a savings book and went to Peng Fei's room on the third floor.
They gave him 10,000 yuan as capital to start a business, saying it was a loan and that he could repay them the principal once he made money in the business.
Pengfei looked at his aunt's belly and thought about how she was already having difficulty moving around, yet she still worried about sending him money. He was touched and didn't dare to hug his aunt. He just nodded vigorously, his voice slightly choked with emotion.
"Auntie, I'm sure I can make a lot of money. Thank you and Uncle, I really don't know what to say."
"Thank you, Auntie." He repeated solemnly, looking at the numbers on his savings account. He was determined to make a lot of money and not let down his uncle and aunt. His two thousand yuan came not only from selling plastic bags but also from the profit he made selling small items at school.
When Huang Ling came out of Pengfei's room, Zhuang Chaoying quickly helped her back to her room. "Ah Ling, thank you, I didn't expect it to actually be true."
Huang Ling glared at him. "Don't you know who I am? Pengfei has lived with us for more than six years. I've treated him like my own son. We've watched him start a business with 1,500 yuan. Pengfei is a thoughtful kid, so it's easier for him to accept the loan. It's just that our family is doing well now. If we didn't have these savings, I would definitely have considered Tu Nan and Xiao Ting first."
He hugged Ah Ling, being careful not to squeeze her stomach. "Ah Ling, that's enough. You've done a very good job. You're the best aunt."
"By the way, my parents called a few days ago, wanting to come and stay for a while. Do you think they would be scared if they knew about your current situation?"
"I think so."
Huang Ling reached out to him in response, feeling his heartbeat. Song Ying often said that she was lucky. Thinking about it, she was also lucky. She had loving parents, a supportive mother, three successful children, and another one in her belly.
It turns out that giving your whole heart is sharper than a blade.