1979 The Life of Idle Fish

Chapter 426 Grandson’s love for grandma

Since Luo Tao took over the task of those 3000 people, he has concentrated on handling this matter, and the affairs in Xiangjiang have been fully handed over to Luo Feng and the others.

Less than half a month later, good news came frequently.

It can be said that 60.00% of the current Aimei Gao belongs to the revival. The stock value has also risen from the lowest value of [-] cents per share to the current [-] yuan. It is still far from the highest value of Aimei Gao.

When Liu Xiong sold Aimeigao's stock, it was only five yuan per share.

I heard from Luo Feng that Liu Xiong now feels like an ant on the hot pot and wants to jump over the wall in a hurry.

He also said that many manufacturing industries in Xiangjiang want to support him in his fight with Fuxing.

When Luo Tao heard the news, he was extremely disdainful. In front of powerful capital, even if you are a dog, you have to bark twice.

Luo Tao's reply was that no matter what they do, if conditions permit, they must annihilate all the enemies.

If you want to do something, just do something big. A sheep can drive a group of sheep, but you are afraid of being hammered.

This battle that will affect Hong Kong's manufacturing industry has just begun.

The small fish have just emerged, and the big fish have just entered the waters. It is far from the time to catch the net.

The capital side is also busy preparing to open a branch.

"I'm holding this meeting today, and I just want to tell you that our Xichang will no longer be a small restaurant living in the capital from now on."

Luo Tao was so passionate that he did not sit down even if there was a seat available. He walked in circles around the temporarily designated conference room and spoke.

All the people in charge of affairs in Xichang are here today.

Including fifteen good employees who were carefully selected to leave Beijing to serve as store managers.

No one spoke, everyone was in a tacit understanding, waiting for Luo Tao's next words.

"We want to become China's first large private company. Do you know what a company is?" Luo Tao stopped and asked the attendees.

"..."

“That’s very good, it’s like a national-level unit.

...You are all good employees carefully trained by the company. I hope that you will work well where you are. "

After turning around, he sat on the main seat and said in a pleasant tone: "You all know about the benefits provided by the company, including food and accommodation, a monthly salary of 300 yuan a month, and an additional 1000 yuan subsidy after one year of service."

Seeing the joy on their faces, Luo Tao was also very happy.

Calculated in this way, there are more than 4000 yuan a year. In the 80s, anyone with this kind of income a year, except for the self-employed, would be either a senior cadre or a senior cadre.

The reason why they are given such high benefits is because people have not yet had the concept of leaving their homes to work outside.

Unlike state-owned enterprises, private companies require employees to obey organizational arrangements and be principled.

"I know everyone is very happy, but in Xichang we pay attention to rewards for merit and punishment for mistakes.

If anyone fails to do a good job in their respective positions, then sorry, you can only step aside and do what you can. "

At this time, Luo Tao raised his tone a bit, and tried his best to reach the ears of everyone present.

Each of them looked serious, and they gradually understood that the company had a very heavy task in choosing a dozen of them to serve as store managers of Xichang Building in various places.

"Although we have opened branches in Xichang until July next year at the earliest, it is still early to say, but in order to make you fully prepared and handle your own affairs, we will give you a greeting nearly a year in advance.

Another thing is that the fifteen of you will undergo rigorous training early next year..."

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The meeting lasted for more than three hours, during which Luo Tao didn't even stutter a word. Zhu Lin and Xiao October, who came with Luo Tao, were a little tired.

Little Shiyue's eyelids were drooping, and he was listless. If Qin Qiu hadn't picked up a popsicle, this kid would definitely dream of Duke Zhou in the next moment.

School started in September, and I thought that thanks to the many educational supplies donated to the school in the past two years, little October could go to school smoothly.

Unfortunately, Luo Tao still overestimated himself. The teacher at the school thought that it was better to follow the rules step by step. A four-year-old child really couldn't go to first grade.

In addition, the little guy was not willing to go, so we had to put this matter aside for now.

Luo Tao, who is fine now, thinks of taking the little one with him whenever he goes out.

Today's meeting will definitely bring him, the prince of Xichang, to visit and study, so that he can take over smoothly in the future.

He seems to be quite careless, intoxicated in his own world of ice cream.

The meeting adjourned.

Luo Tao held another small meeting with Hou Ming and Xu Le.

"Mingzi, you must pay more attention to the Zhucheng branch, send the most capable generals, and be able to handle the relationship between superiors and subordinates. ..."

Fourteen of the fifteen branches are located in coastal areas, or in places with relatively prominent economies.

Only Zhucheng was the capital of an inland province or a poor province. Everyone else couldn't understand it. However, Luo Tao had always said the right thing about Xichang, and no one acted like a fool.

Do what Luo Tao tells you to do, and do it well.

"Brother, since you said this, I have always taken it to heart, you can rest assured that it will be arranged.

Also, what you said about building the Xichang Vegetable Basket in Guizhou Province has already sent people to conduct on-the-spot investigations, and there should be results by the end of the year. "

Luo Tao was still very confident about what he was doing.

Why does Luo Tao want to spend so much money to develop your province? This matter!
It all depends on your mood.

(Face covering, snickering.)
To be honest, the investment is only a small amount of money, and your province is already suitable for building a large southern vegetable base.

Even if it is a loss, it will not be a loss.

The old saying is good, but if you do good deeds, don't ask about your future.

"Okay, I don't worry about your work. The opening of a branch and the vegetable basket can be handled by the few of you."

Luo Tao's family of three left Xichang Building in Wangfujing and rushed home without staying any longer.

Luo Tao was riding a bicycle with little October, and he sat on the big bar obediently. The little guy is no longer the child he used to be, so naturally he doesn't need a child seat.

On the head of the bicycle, there is a windmill inserted in the middle of the handlebar.

"Hurrah!"

When you have something on your mind, listening to this voice will be particularly annoying.

Even when nothing happens, it sounds annoying to you.

It is difficult for children's toys to enter the hearts of giant babies again.

Zhu Lin was like an escort master, riding a bicycle behind, slowly walking up to the two men a few meters away.

Along the way, Little October would sometimes blow the windmill sillyly with his mouth, seeking a kind of pleasure that adults could not imagine.

Luo Tao, who was fine, moved to test his thoughts.

"Son, how do you feel about the meeting today?"

He was very calm, playing with his toys, as if pretending to say: "It's okay!"

Of course, this answer did not suit Luo Tao's wishes, so he asked again: "Then what can you tell me about a good solution?"

He looked back at Luo Tao, and Luo Tao understood all the meaning conveyed by his eyes.

I just want to say: "Dad, you talk too much."

"It doesn't matter, you kid! If you don't work hard in the future, I will give the family property to your sister."

It was originally a joke, but I didn't expect Xiao October to take it seriously.

Pouted, very unconvinced.

"I don't want it. Grandpa said that I will take over from him in the future and look after our bookstore."

Luo Tao couldn't help but smile bitterly, so he took out a hand and touched his head.

He smiled and said: "Hey, I thought you were going to surpass me in the future?"

As he spoke, he looked at the road in the distance and said to him again:
"Look at the study, our study has a history of nearly 300 years.

In the future, your grandpa won't be able to see the study, so you have to take good care of the study for your grandpa. "

He is ignorant and eager to know the wonders of this world.

The milky voice asked: "Dad, why can't grandpa see the study?"

"Oh."

Luo Tao had a kind face and a sad face, with joy and sorrow intertwined on his overly handsome face.

Whispering softly: "Grandpa, I work every day. I'm tired and want to take a rest."

"Oh, but every time grandpa comes home from get off work, I ask him if he is tired? Why does he always say no?"

Children like to ask difficult and especially philosophical questions.

Luo Tao thought for a moment and replied: "He should be lying to you, because he doesn't want you to worry about him.

From now on, when grandpa comes home, you must remember to take good care of grandpa and give him a massage..."

"Okay. By the way, Dad, you forgot to mention that there are also grandma and grandparents."

Little October's answer made Luo Tao very happy and excited. His children knew that they had to take care of their grandparents.

Luo Tao also ignored the oily hair on his head and kissed him. "He is really a good son of Dad. Dad will buy you food later on."

Turning his head slightly, he cast a glance at his daughter-in-law Zhu Lin behind him, and saw her expression was natural.

Luo Tao whispered to Xiao Shiyue again: "Don't tell mom."

He was also happy. Although Zhu Lin didn't beat him very much, little October, like his father Luo Tao, was very afraid of Zhu Lin's cold violence.

When he got home, Xiao Shiyue pestered his grandma Su Guilan, hugged her and kissed her several times, then ran away to play with his younger sister who was lying on the stone table eating milk powder.

When Xiao Shiyue came home, Su Guilan was at a loss.

He said to Sister He on the side: "What's wrong with this child today? When he came up, he hugged my face and kissed me several times."

Sister He held a semi-finished cotton shoe in one hand, a thick needle in the other hand, and a copper thimble on her finger.

Thimble, also known as Dingzhen, is a commonly used sewing item among Han people in the old days. It is usually made of iron or copper.

It is hoop-shaped and covered with small pits. It is usually put on the middle finger to push the tail of a needle to avoid hurting the hand. It can also push the tail of the needle to make it easier for the finger to exert force to penetrate clothes.

The thimble can also be called a push rod, an insert pin, a center pin, a support pin, etc. Sometimes the top used in lathes is also called an thimble.

With a smile, he took a thick needle and rubbed it on his hair. This trick is commonly known as borrowing oil.

Hair oil makes the thick needles lubricated and more penetrating.

"How would I know? This little guy is going crazy every day.

Or maybe I encountered something happy outside today. "

Sister He has been in Beijing for a long time, and her speech is becoming more and more Beijing-style, but in some vocabulary, she is still used to speaking in southern Henan dialect.

"I", "灁梁", "中", "Guan", etc. all have a strong local accent.

Almost everyone in the Luo family has been led astray by her now.

Take the little girl as an example. She is not very old. She has learned an authentic southern Henan dialect. Whenever something happens, she will shout "Zhong" all over the yard.

The neighbors now nickname the little girl "Little Yuzhou".

The family also really wants to change her, but given the current situation, it is still difficult to change him.

Unless it is to make Sister He stop speaking her native language.

There is a story about a man who has been working in other places for more than ten years. Because he has been speaking Mandarin for a long time and there are no fellow villagers around him, he has almost forgotten how to speak his hometown dialect.

Suddenly one day, he met a fellow villager and they started chatting. One spoke Mandarin and the other spoke his hometown dialect.

As we chatted, there was no sound of Mandarin anymore.

Under the guidance of fellow villagers, the man's local accent came out bit by bit.

This situation is common in northern provinces and cities, because the dialects in many places in the north are just a tune away from Mandarin.

Mandarin in the Central Plains is representative of this situation, and southern Henan, northern Anhui, northern Jiangsu, and southwestern Shandong are the most representative.

Luo Tao helped his daughter-in-law Zhu Lin park her bicycle, and the couple entered the hospital together.

Su Guilan waved and asked, "Where did you take October to? Come home and kiss me a few times. Just ask him and ignore me."

Zhu Lin didn't understand the situation, so he answered Su Guilan's question honestly: "Mom, we didn't go anywhere. We just walked around the store and then came back."

She glanced at Luo Tao and then said to Su Guilan: "Is it possible that the little guy is causing trouble with you again?"

Su Guilan was happy that her grandson was tired of kissing her, "Well, I've been confused by the few kisses here. I can't figure anything out."

Luo Tao came over and patted his mother, Su Guilan, on the shoulder.

"Mom, you don't understand here! Kiss you, do you know what it means?"

How could she understand Luo Tao's nonsense and shook her head.

"I don't understand. What, you understand?"

Luo Tao clicked his tongue, feeling a little proud, "What did your son do in the first place? You always forget."

She stared at Luo Tao and said something that almost made Luo Tao angry to death. What was even more annoying was her aloof tone: "A scrap collector."

It's not an outrageous thing to say now.

Collecting waste in the streets and alleys is far from working in a junk yard, and the salary is far worse.

Su Guilan was talking about Luo Tao walking around the streets collecting old things during his weekend.

Fortunately, I still had my brain at that time and was not stupid enough to run around in Xicheng.

Before the 80s, collecting waste in the streets and alleys was not like the environment in the 90s where people could make a fortune.

"Cough! Cough!"

The three women couldn't stop laughing.

Luo Tao tried his best to save his face.

"Mom, you are boring when you keep saying that. What happened to collecting waste? I also contributed to the four modernizations."

He sighed again, pointed at Zhu Lin and said, "Besides, if I hadn't walked around the streets, where would you have married such a good daughter-in-law?"

At this time, Luo Tao had a big face full of pride and pride.

"What you say is true. Lin'er follows you. It means you, the old Luo family, have accumulated eight generations of virtue."

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