bestfiction Chapter 275 The Boy Who Sheds His Naïveness
Chapter 275 The Boy Who Sheds His Naïveness
Factory Director An took out a profit and loss statement from his bag and handed it to Teacher Zhuang and Engineer Lin. The two sat together and looked at it carefully.
The company's total revenue for the year 1985 was 5.78 million. After deducting costs, labor, and other expenses, the net profit was 2.06 million.
Seeing their focused attention, Director An patiently explained the concepts to them.
"This year, the factory expanded its workshop and added two production lines. It also built two dormitory buildings in the vegetable garden next to the factory. The factory decided to distribute 300,000 yuan of working capital as dividends according to the shares of Lin Gong and Huang Ling. Huang Ling has 20% of the shares and Lin Gong has 10% of the shares."
As he spoke, he pointed to the various figures on the profit and loss statement.
"This 60,000 belongs to Huang Ling, and this 30,000 belongs to Engineer Lin."
Because sales only started in the second half of 1984, the dividends were not as high last year, but this year we can finally see real money in return.
This was the first time Huang Ling and Song Ying had ever seen so much money. It was completely different from the numbers on a bankbook. The two covered their mouths, their eyes wide open, wanting to scream but not daring to. They were so excited that their bodies trembled slightly, and they were almost going crazy with joy.
Seeing that his task was completed, Director An picked up the tea that had already gone cold, looked up and drank it straight down.
"Mr. Lin, Mr. Zhuang, the money has been delivered. I'll head back now."
He stood up, dusted off non-existent dust from his clothes, and prepared to leave.
Zhuang Chaoying quickly stood up and warmly invited him to stay.
"Director An, please have some food before you leave."
It's only right that Director An invites us to stay for a meal since he brought us money.
Lin Wufeng nodded in agreement. "Yes, Director An."
Factory Director An waved his hand with a smile. "I have things to do at home today, so I won't eat. We'll have plenty of opportunities to eat here in the future, one more meal won't make a difference." With that, he left the courtyard, escorted by Zhuang Chaoying and Lin Wufeng.
After seeing Director An off, Huang Ling and Song Ying stared intently at the money on the bed, as if frozen in place.
That pile of cash was the attraction of his father.
Lin Wufeng took off his coat and quickly and carefully wrapped up the money.
"Song Ying, it's time to go home."
Song Ying happily followed Wu Feng home.
Now only the two of them are left in the house.
Huang Ling looked at the large sum of money in disbelief. "Chao Ying, is all this money ours?"
As she spoke, she pinched her inner thigh hard. "Ouch!"
Zhuang Chaoying sat down next to Huang Ling and took her hand: "It's all yours, all this money is yours. Spend it however you want." His eyes were full of affection. At this moment, he felt that all his efforts were worthwhile. Seeing Ah Ling's happy smile, this was the true meaning of making money.
Huang Ling excitedly hugged his neck and kissed him twice.
"Chaoying, I didn't feel anything about the 100,000 yuan you earned before, but this 60,000 yuan is right in front of us. We have to deposit it in the bank right away."
The more she thought about it, the more uneasy she felt, worried that it wasn't safe to keep so much cash at home.
After saying that, she quickly got up, took a chair, and took two bags from the cabinet.
Zhuang Chaoying also got up to help, and the two of them packed the six stacks of money into a suitcase.
Seeing his parents carrying their luggage, Tu Nan quickly came out of Dong Zhe's room. "Mom and Dad, where are you two going?"
He looked puzzled, wondering where he was going so early in the morning with his luggage.
Huang Ling glanced at Chao Ying and quickly calmed down.
"Your dad and I are going to mail some things."
Tu Nan nodded with some doubt, a thought creeping into her mind: something's not right. Her mother seemed quite happy and excited. Why would she be so happy to send something?
A moment later, Song Ying and Lin Wufeng also came out carrying their luggage. "Tu Nan, your Uncle Lin and I are going out for a bit. There's some chicken cake at home; have it with your younger siblings if you're hungry."
Lin Dongzhe looked at the suitcase in his mother's hand. "Mom and Dad, are you going to mail something too?"
Song Ying nodded seriously and said in a solemn tone.
"Yeah, listen to your brother Tu Nan at home."
After saying that, he waved to Wu Feng, and the two walked out of the courtyard one after the other.
. . . . . . . . . .
Time flies. It seems like only yesterday that winter was here, and in the blink of an eye, the warm spring has passed by, and summer is just around the corner.
The weather is gradually getting warmer.
The Zhuang family's life is also quietly changing, with new home appliances being added to their home.
This is a stereo system that Zhuang Chaoying found and bought from A Quan on the black market for 3,800 yuan.
After dinner, Xiaoting and Dongzhe washed the dishes.
With nothing to do, Zhuang Chaoying picked up a cassette tape containing a collection of electronic dance music from Xiaoting's desk.
Pick up the cassette tape, walk to the stereo, gently insert the tape into the tape recorder, and press the play button.
The first song was the catchy tune "Meilan Meilan I Love You," whose upbeat rhythm ignited the atmosphere in the room.
Huang Ling was sitting on the sofa, watching TV with great interest, when she was interrupted by the sudden music. She turned her head and saw that Chao Ying had turned off the TV and turned on the stereo.
She was taken aback at first, then the corners of her mouth turned up slightly, revealing a helpless yet doting smile.
Zhuang Chaoying walked up to A Ling, gently took the yarn and needles that A Ling was knitting from her hands and extended her hand, bowing slightly.
"Ms. Huang Ling, may I invite you to dance?"
Looking at Chao Ying's feigned gentlemanly demeanor, Huang Ling couldn't help but smile, gently placing her hand on his.
As the music tempo increased, Zhuang Chaoying's dance moves became increasingly exaggerated.
He quickly crossed his hands in front of his legs, making two "V" signs, then quickly switched them in front of his eyes, his body swaying dramatically in rhythm.
Huang Ling was also completely swept up by his enthusiasm. At first, she was a little shy and her movements were somewhat restrained, but she quickly loosened up and danced to the rhythm without any rules, her laughter echoing in the room.
As the song ended, Huang Ling was slightly out of breath, her cheeks flushed, and she gently placed her hand on Zhuang Chaoying's shoulder.
Then, the second piece of music slowly began to play; it was a slow waltz.
Zhuang Chaoying gently pulled A-Ling into her arms, and the two swayed slowly to the music.
Zhuang Chaoying took A-Ling's hand and gently placed it on her neck, their bodies swaying slightly from side to side.
At this moment, Dongzhe and Xiaoting were washing dishes in the yard.
Lin Dongzhe paused for a moment, hesitated for less than two seconds, then slightly bowed, extended his hand, and looked up at her. "Xiaoting."
As if by telepathy, Xiaoting naturally placed her hand in his. The moment their hands touched, they both paused slightly, and then blushed.
They began to dance slowly to the rhythm of the music.
Inside the room, Huang Ling and Zhuang Chaoying jumped closer and closer, finally embracing each other tightly and slowly twisting their bodies.
Just as the two changed positions, Huang Ling inadvertently looked through the window and saw Dong Zhe and Xiao Ting dancing a duet in the courtyard.
She was startled and instinctively cried out, "Chao Ying! Stop jumping! Look!"
Zhuang Chaoying released her hand and looked in the direction she pointed. He saw Dongzhe and Xiaoting dancing with a youthful awkwardness. He turned his head slightly, shook his head gently at Aling, and said softly, "Let them dance."
Huang Ling's heart skipped a beat, a feeling of unease rising within her.
She and Zhuang Chaoying watched Dongzhe and Xiaoting grow up together since they were little. Could it be that the two of them... Huang Ling became more and more anxious as she thought about it.
"Chaoying, Dongzhe and Xiaoting aren't dating, are they?"
The thought of this possibility made her extremely anxious. After all, the children would be in their final year of high school in the second half of the year, which was a crucial time for their studies. Any distraction could affect their college entrance examination results.
Zhuang Chaoying quickly and gently hugged her.
"Ah Ling, calm down. We've all been through this. It's normal for them to be curious about the opposite sex at this age. As long as we don't cross that line, we shouldn't interfere. Besides, Dong Zhe has made great progress in his studies these past two years."
Huang Ling looked at him anxiously. "Xiao Ting is a girl, I'm worried."
Zhuang Chaoying pulled Huang Ling along, making her watch the two children dancing in the yard. "Look how well they dance."
Huang Ling's voice unconsciously rose.
"Zhuang Chaoying, did you hear what I said? Don't change the subject. Isn't Xiaoting your daughter?"
Zhuang Chaoying sat on the bed with Huang Ling in her arms. "I'm a teacher at No. 1 Middle School. I'll keep an eye on things at school, and you can take care of things at home. Don't worry."
The two teenagers continued dancing in the courtyard, and Zhuang Chaoying's vision gradually blurred.
He looked at Dongzhe and Xiaoting. The children had changed so much in the past two years. Their once childish faces had gradually matured, and before he knew it, they had grown into young men and women.
. . . . . . .
Pengfei rode his bicycle to the student affairs office to buy some popsicles. As he pushed his bicycle into the alley, he heard the music and knew it was a cassette tape playing at their house. Through the hole in the wall, he immediately saw Xiaoting and Dongzhe dancing, and his heart tightened.
He's a man too. By physiological development standards, he's practically a semi-mature man. How could he not understand the thoughts of another man?
Lin Dongzhe is in love with his sister!