Return To 1977 Chapter 1017: Complete
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That's what happened here with the public.
In comparison, Hong Yanwu's private industry obviously has greater profits.
This is not a boast.
The fitness pants are selling like hotcakes, and the travel shirts are selling like hotcakes. These two plans were exactly as Hong Yanwu expected and achieved great success.
Due to the continued increase in foreign tourists and the continued sharp depreciation of the RMB against the US dollar, Hong Yanwu increased the prices of handicrafts and "tricycles" at the gates of the Forbidden City and the Great Wall by 50%.
"Xidan Quanyechang" has been opened, and it trades with "Xiushui Street", "Donghuamen Night Market", and even Huacheng's "Gaodi Street".
All because of the acceleration of the domestic economy, the migration of rural people to cities is becoming more and more popular, and rents are automatically rising.
And that doesn’t even count the “general”.
Don't forget, the gains from speculating on "Clivia" are also huge, and Baohai on the northwest coast is in peak season again.
In addition, Han Ying also applied for industrial and commercial registration at the "Puzhao Street Light Industry Market" in Bincheng this year.
According to Hong Yanwu's words, he ate thirty stalls in one go, and transferred some Guangdong goods from the capital to Bincheng from his hands.
In one fell swoop, it became the largest clothing wholesaler in the area.
If all of these are counted together, if Hong Yanwu doesn't save seven to eight million in cash this year, he will be regarded as a waste of money.
For someone like him who doesn't even have a corporate entity but relies on his vision and a few ideas to achieve such a speed of making money, it can really be said that he has taken the asset-light speculation method of businessmen to the extreme.
Even Afanti's magical spell of "A room full of sand, a bag of gold, if you narrow your eyes..." is not as awesome as him.
Otherwise, how could this guy win half of the award-winning works at the "National Art Exhibition" at the beginning of the new year?
Otherwise, how could he later buy up all the pots and jars in "Hongguang Pavilion" on his own?
Otherwise, how could he afford to support the "ancient construction team" that spent money like water?
And speaking of this, we have to mention the small stone western-style building in the Hong family’s old residence.
In early May this year, this arduous project, which had been delayed and difficult to deliver for several years due to various reasons, was finally completed successfully.
And this matter was finally able to overcome many difficulties and be completed so quickly.
In addition to Hong Yanwu’s generous financial support and Shan’s father and daughter’s dedicated management.
In fact, the villagers near Longkou Village that Zhaoqing entrusted to Hong Yanwu to resettle have also been put to great use.
Because these people were born near the Jinling ruins, many of them have learned the stone carving skills passed down from their ancestors, and there are even a few good masters.
This solved the problem of lack of manpower for stone carving that was the most troublesome problem for the Shan family and his daughter. Otherwise, it would have to be completed at least by the end of the year.
This may be considered a mistake, or good intentions may be rewarded.
There is no doubt that this incident is definitely a great joy for the Hong family.
Because this is not just a house, it also involves Hong Lucheng's heart and connects the Hong family's emotions of looking forward to the return of their relatives, which is of great significance.
Needless to say, Hong Yanwu expected that after his father learned the news he reported, he would be eager to see it with his own eyes.
So after he really arranged everything, he informed the old man near the end of the month.
On the weekend of May 27th, Mr. Hong did not go to the pub.
The whole family went back to their old house to see the newly renovated small foreign-style building.
Don't look at such a huge effort, it is much easier for the Hong family to go out now than before.
At nine o'clock that morning, Chen Liquan drove Xiao Hongjun on a sidecar motorcycle and took the lead.
Shui Qing drove the Hong family, Shui Xiaoying, and Hong Yi in a black crown, following closely behind.
And finally there was Xiao Zheng, the driver of the "service company", driving a Japanese Daihatsu 850, dragging Hong Yanzheng and his wife, Hong Yanwu and Hong Yanru's brother and sister to join the battle.
This family drove there from Furuli in a grand and comfortable way.
That’s called being decent, that’s being called having a style, as the saying goes, “Cars are like flowing water, horses are like dragons, and the moon and flowers are in the spring breeze.”
Not to mention in an alley, even if it is open on the street, it is the focus of attracting people's attention.
Because there were still few cars in Beijing at that time, although the fleet was mini-type, with only three cars.
But there is a motorcycle clearing the way in front, and in the middle is a top luxury car like a black Toyota Crown.
This situation is too much like a foreign guest or a big leader traveling.
So when they came to the intersection of "Fengzeyuan Restaurant", there was a misunderstanding at the guard box here.
The people inside saw these cars coming from a distance, and without much thought, they followed the relevant regulations and took the initiative to turn the red light into green.
As soon as the convoy passed by, this kind-hearted comrade was dumbfounded.
Because it was only then that he realized why there was a little kid picking his nose sitting in the sidecar?
A Sanhao student who welcomes foreign guests? It's not like that...
This kid is actually wearing a hurdle vest and not even a red scarf around his neck!
Hey, look what's going on! How reckless!
Putting this joke aside, Ben turned left into Meishi Street, and the motorcade arrived at the Hong family's old house.
But this time we had to drive past the main entrance of the old house and couldn't stop. We turned left and headed towards West Street.
Go straight ahead for another three to four hundred meters until you reach the boundary of the backyard of the old house. This is your final destination.
The high gray walls are still mottled, but the fancy iron-railed door that originally gave a glimpse of the small building has turned into a fully enclosed iron-grey door with an electric bell and a small window.
Needless to say, the Hong family couple naturally understood Hong Yanwu’s good intentions that he did not want to publicize.
If not, there is no way to prevent the scene inside from being seen by outsiders.
Sure enough, when Chen Liquan got off the car and pressed the bell.
The small window opened, revealing a young face, and then the door was officially opened.
And in the process of the new-looking stone western-style building gradually appearing.
Chen Liquan got into the car and started it again, and slowly drove in with the cars behind him.
I have to say that this building is really well built.
The green bricks, black tiles and glazed walls are paired with prosperous flowers and trees, and the three-story fountains on the green lawn with crisscrossing water, completely recreate the splendor of the past.
The warm sunlight shines through the dense leaves and onto the walls of the garden house. The Western flower carvings on the small building are also lifelike, almost exactly the same as they were back then.
So when all the cars stopped at the entrance of Xiaoyanglou, Hong Lucheng and Wang Yunlin got out of the cars and looked up again.
The old days of the past suddenly and uncontrollably came to light.
So much so that Li Fu, who came up quickly from the building, and Hong Yanwen's family of three who followed him were in a trance, mistaking them for the old people from back then.
In their eyes, Li Fu turned into Lao He, the handyman who always kept a smile and was responsible for taking care of the small foreign-style building.
"Second Young Master, Second Young Madam, please come to the house and invite me. I'll get the things. Please note that it's hot outside. Let's get some sunshine..."
Their own second son, Hong Yanwen, turned into a third brother who was looking at a gold watch and liked to blame their belated third brother.
"Second brother, second sister-in-law, it's too late again. If you do this again, you will have to pay for my host in the future."
Xu Chongya, who was holding Hong Zhu, turned into a smiling sister-in-law who was pregnant with Liujia...
"Where did you two get back from? Look at the sweat, go inside and wash your face, drink some Dutch water, cool down..."
Such a scene cannot help but make people excited, and it is impossible not to bring tears to their eyes.