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Chapter 1982: A villain is causing trouble, cooperating with Lin Wufeng
night.

The family turned off the TV and prepared to go to bed when they suddenly heard a knock on the door.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Sister Ling~" Song Ying said in a crying voice.

"Hey, what's going on?"

Huang Ling quickly welcomed her best friend in and pulled her to sit on the bed to comfort her.

Even though Song Ying's son is already in the second year of high school and is usually impetuous, she actually occasionally acts like a little woman because she is spoiled by her husband.

As he spoke, tears began to flow.

"Sister Ling, what should we do? Our factory can't pay wages, and we have to use this tattered green cloth to pay low wages every month. Now our whole family's clothes, pants, bed sheets, and quilts are all green. When we wake up, it's like we're on the prairie!"

"I can barely survive on the salary of the child's father. How could such a thing happen? If you hadn't told me, I wouldn't have reacted. I went back and asked Wu Feng again and again before he told me the truth!"

"Not only has the promotion to team leader been cancelled, but Wu Feng himself has to make a self-criticism. How can he hold his head up high in the company in the future?"

"The compressor factory is simply going too far. I wanted to go and settle the score with them, but Wu Feng kept stopping me from going~" Song Ying cried as she spoke, and finally she broke down in tears.

It was not until this time that Zhuang Tuxi understood that Lin Wufeng was about to be promoted to team leader because of his excellent skills, but at this time his part-time job outside was reported.

"Mom, I'm going to go next door to see Uncle Lin!"

"Go quickly and try to persuade him not to get angry~"

"Knock knock knock!" Zhuang Tuxi came to the next door and knocked on the door.

The person who opened the door was Lin Dongzhe, with visibly anxious look on his face.

"Brother Tuxi, you are finally here. Please try to persuade my dad. He drank a whole bottle of liquor by himself!"

The layout of the Lin family's farm is roughly the same, except that the inner room is larger and is usually used as the bedroom of Lin Wufeng and Song Ying.

"Uncle Lin!"

"Tuxi is here, please sit down~"

Wow, he really drank a lot, he looks dizzy.

"Uncle Lin, let me drink with you!" He snatched the bottle and poured only a little into his glass.

"Slurp~" Lin Wufeng drank it all in one gulp.

He complained: "Tuxi, I just went there to provide technical guidance and I received guidance fees. I didn't accept bribes. Why do you want me to write a self-criticism?"

A rare gaffe on his part.

There was no way. People of this generation care more about their reputation. If this inspection was written, it would prove that it was his fault. Lin Wufeng would not be able to hold his head up at work and would be criticized in the back.

"Alas~" Lin Wufeng looked very disappointed. "People's minds are really unpredictable. Who would have thought that a colleague who lost an invoice last year would keep it until now to report me!"

"Uncle Lin, there is obviously someone behind this. His skills are not as good as yours, so he is using these crooked methods to get the position of team leader!"

This kind of thing was a mess in the mid-to-late 80s. Each person had his own reasons, and basically the government would not investigate unless the people reported it. Some factories with poor performance mostly turned a blind eye. After all, you can't let people starve to death if you can't pay their wages.

But this thing is afraid of being reported. After all, if mud falls on your crotch, you can't explain it even if you have eight mouths. Who can guarantee that you haven't delayed the work of your original unit when you go out to work part-time?

Of course, Zhuang Tuxi couldn’t persuade him like this, as that would be adding fuel to the fire.

"Don't panic. There are many people who work part-time now. This doesn't involve any economic crime!"

"And Uncle Lin, if you don't want me here, I'll find another place to stay. The economy is gradually recovering, and all kinds of private enterprises are springing up like mushrooms after rain. In my opinion, it's meaningless to take a salary of a few dozen yuan~"

"Look at Director An and Song Xiangyang. They are both millionaires. Judging from the current trend, they will lose their iron rice bowls sooner or later. Maybe it's a good thing now!"

Others couldn't understand this, but Lin Wufeng, who was from southern Fujian, had a serious expression on his face, and paused while picking up peanuts with chopsticks. "Tuxi, what do you mean?"

"Uncle Lin, let's not beat around the bush. With your technical skills, if you really want to build a career, you're definitely better than Director An. He didn't even know any technology back then, but he still managed to get to where he is today. You can definitely do it, too!"

"Don't be ridiculous. How can a factory be opened just like that?" Lin Wufeng smiled bitterly and shook his head, as if he was listening to some fairy tale.

In fact, Zhuang Tuxi is rather lazy, but he cannot live in this world without money, so he wants to take this opportunity to cooperate with Lin Wufeng.

It’s not that I haven’t thought about investing in Director An’s refrigerator factory before, but there were some issues with the ownership of his factory. Private business was not allowed in the first few years, so it was affiliated with the local village committee.

This will easily lead to problems later on. It's okay if it's lukewarm now, but if it develops well, it's likely that others will take advantage of it. After much thought, I finally gave up this idea.

He suggested: "Uncle Lin, how about I invest money and invite you to be the factory manager?"

"We produce radios, washing machines, flashlights, and various household appliances. Now that the living conditions of every household have improved, as long as we can promote our brand, we will definitely make money!"

Seeing that he was still smiling and shaking his head, he simply turned and left.

"Brother Tuxi, where are you going?"

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"Go home and get your stuff!"

He soon came back with a black bag and drove Lin Dongzhe to his home. After locking the door, he went to the back room and put the treasure directly in front of Lin Wufeng.

"Uncle Lin, you should believe it this time!"

"What is this...oh my god!" Lin Wufeng was so frightened that he almost sobered up after opening the briefcase. Inside was stacks of the latest fourth set of RMB, all in denominations of 100 yuan. A rough calculation showed that there were at least more than 100,000 yuan.

With eyes wide open: "Where did you get so much money?"

"I earned it. You already know that the second-hand store in South City is mine. I also invested in Li Yiming's business in the south two years ago. I have saved enough money over the years to open a small factory!"

"You invest in technology and take charge of management, I'll invest the money, and then we'll each own half of the shares~"

"My mind is a little confused right now. Please let me calm down for a while!"

Lin Wufeng is from southern Fujian. His family has been secretly doing business in their hometown for ten years. Even his brothers and sisters have become millionaires, so they are not so obsessed with the establishment.

Just a little confused!

I knew that Zhuang Tuxi was doing business secretly in the past few years. It was originally just a small business, but I never expected it to become so big!

More than 100,000~

He used to be an engineer at a compression airport. His monthly salary of 110 yuan was considered a high income. Even with a part-time job, he could only earn three to four thousand yuan a year. Even if he worked for decades and didn't eat or drink, he couldn't earn that much money!

My eyes never left the handbag. The stacks of the latest models inside seemed to have some magic power.

At this moment, he seemed to have thought of something and suddenly shuddered with fear.

"Tuxi, are you going to keep this money at home?"

Zhuang Tuxi smiled but said nothing.

From then on, because of the butterfly effect, the lives of the Lin family changed as shown in the play.

Lin Wufeng finally agreed to cooperate in opening a factory, but he did not agree to this condition. It was not because he disliked the small shares but because he did not want to take advantage.

Moreover, as a southern Fujianese who believes in Mazu, he has no lack of adventurous spirit. After investigating the market for a few days, he gritted his teeth and decided that if he was going to do it, he should do it on a bigger scale. He simply wrote a letter to his younger brothers and sisters in his hometown to borrow some money.

Finally, after several detailed discussions, and even with both of them arguing until they were red in the face, Zhuang Tuxi was slightly superior and was able to invest 10 yuan to hold half of the shares, while Lin Wufeng took the other half of the shares with his technology and 5 yuan.

To be continued...

(End of this chapter)