Rebirth 2004: I can make money by writing

On the first day of the Lunar New Year,

Just as the dawn was spreading over the earth, Hao Jianjun got up early and lit firecrackers to kick off the new year.

The air was filled with the strong flavor of the New Year, the smoke of firecrackers, and the smell of cooking zongzi.

Hao Qiang slept late last night, called Han Qingying and Qiu Yuqing in turn, and the store clerks congratulated him on the New Year, and the phone messages kept coming.

In the past few days, the flagship store’s business has continued to be hot, with daily turnover as high as 80,000 to 90,000 yuan.

Hao Qiang’s personal wealth has also risen, climbing to 9.78 million yuan in the early hours of the morning.

In addition to the balance of member recharges, he has more than 7 million yuan in disposable funds.

Standing at a new starting point, Hao Qiang is full of longing.

He plans to quickly open two new stores after the flagship store’s business stabilizes, and set about forming a professional management team to be responsible for all aspects of the company’s management work, and officially move towards chain store development.

Thinking of this, he was in a good mood and sent messages to Han Qingying and Qiu Yuqing to celebrate the arrival of the New Year together.

“Qingying, Happy New Year, may your smile bloom like spring flowers and your life be as poetic as a painting!”

Han Qingying’s laughter came through the phone, and she responded: “Brother Qiang, Happy New Year! I wish uncle and aunt good health and all the best.”

“I want a red envelope!”

Han Qingying smiled mischievously: “Hehe, people who are not married and have no jobs don’t need to give red envelopes. I should ask you, the big boss, for it.”

“Then come over, I’ll pack you a big red envelope.” Hao Qiang joked.

After chatting for a while, he ended the phone chat and called Qiu Yuqing.

Qiu Yuqing was still stuck in bed. Every time she called Hao Qiang, she hid in her bedroom, sneakily, covered with a blanket, for fear that her parents would hear.

The two chatted intimately for a while and ended the call.

At 7:30 in the morning,

Hao Qiang’s parents entered his bedroom and handed him a red envelope each, which meant New Year’s blessings and expectations.

After breakfast, Hao Qiang began to visit relatives and friends, wishing a happy new year to his uncle, aunt, grandparents, and he also received red envelopes from each elder, a total of four.

Each red envelope was not much, ten yuan, less than in previous years.

They knew that Hao Qiang was not short of money, just a gesture to express his feelings and blessings, otherwise he would not give more, after all, he was still studying.

Local people don’t give many red envelopes, one or two yuan for children, and five yuan for the more generous ones.

But if it is an acquaintance’s child, the elders may be more generous, ranging from ten to fifty yuan, which depends entirely on the economic situation of each family.

Each red envelope is not much, but every elder will express it.

This is also a considerable expense for a family.

When Hao Qiang returned home, he saw a group of children in brand new clothes gathered at his house, all to wish a happy new year.

Village residents all know that Hao Qiang’s family is now wealthy, so many clever parents let their children come to pay New Year’s greetings, hoping to get some good luck.

Hao Qiang’s parents are also very generous. Each envelope costs ten yuan. Two adults give, and each child can get 20 yuan.

“Brother Qiang, congratulations on getting rich, give me the red envelope!”

A little boy of seven or eight years old saw Hao Qiang and stretched out his hand to him excitedly, and his childish voice echoed in the yard.

“Uncle Qiang, congratulations on getting rich!”

There were seven or eight children standing beside him, the oldest of whom was probably twelve or thirteen years old, and they also followed to pay New Year’s greetings.

Some children who were one generation younger than Hao Qiang called him “Uncle”, fortunately there were no two generations younger, otherwise, they would have to call him “Uncle Qiang”.

“Wait a minute, I’ll ask you three questions. As long as you answer correctly, you will get a red envelope, and a lot of it.” Hao Qiang said with a smile on his face, then turned into the house and took out a stack of carefully prepared red envelopes.

When the children saw the red envelope in Hao Qiang’s hand, their eyes sparkled with excitement, and they urged him to ask questions quickly.

One of the little boys even proudly declared that he was the first in mathematics in the class and had excellent oral calculation ability.

Hao Qiang sat on the doorstep, facing a group of children standing in line, and asked with a smile: “The first question, am I handsome?”

“Handsome, Brother Qiang is very handsome.” The clever child answered quickly, feeling that the question was a bit unexpected.

“Uncle Qiang is the most handsome!”

“Well, very good, the answer is correct!” Hao Qiang smiled and nodded, and then asked, “The second question, it’s more difficult.

Listen carefully, answer loudly, am I very handsome?”

The children thought Hao Qiang would ask some trivia, but it turned out to be the same question again.

The clever child still laughed and answered loudly: “Brother Qiang is very handsome!”

The other children shouted like this, and their voices were loud, and it was estimated that the villagers far away from Hao Qiang’s home could hear it clearlyBai.

“Okay, there is one last question.” Hao Qiang said seriously and coughed, “Who is the most handsome man in the world?”

The clever children immediately answered with a smile: “It’s Brother Qiang!”

“Uncle Qiang!”

Hao Qiang distributed the red envelopes with satisfaction and praised: “Well, you are really smart. Remember to study hard and go to college.

Don’t use money to play Luhecai. Don’t join in the fun when adults play mahjong and gamble.”

Jokes aside, we still need to instill the idea of ​​reading in these children.

In the eyes of these children, Hao Qiang is their role model for learning. Of course, he must set an example and establish a positive image for them.

Some children still know that gambling is not good. After listening to Hao Qiang’s words, they trust him very much.

After getting the red envelopes, they left happily and prepared to continue visiting and wishing a happy new year.

As soon as the group of children left the door of Hao Qiang’s house, they couldn’t wait to open the red envelopes.

When they found that there were two ten-yuan RMB notes in each red envelope, their faces immediately bloomed with bright smiles and shouted excitedly.

“Yes, yes, twenty yuan! The boss is so generous.”

“Oh, Uncle Jun and Aunt Jun gave me ten yuan, and now they gave me forty yuan! Now I can buy a remote-controlled airplane.”

“It’s true, I can finally buy a submachine gun!”

In previous years, the amount of red envelopes these children received from their relatives was relatively small, usually only one or two yuan or a few yuan, and the total amount accumulated during the entire Spring Festival was estimated to be around one hundred yuan. Most children did not receive more than fifty yuan in New Year’s money.

However, this year, they unexpectedly reaped a lot of rewards from Hao Qiang.

However, just as they were in high spirits, one of the children was stopped by his mother before he had walked far.

The mother snatched the red envelope from his hand with a smile and said to him gently: “My dear son, Mom will keep this money for you and give it to you when you need it.”

Seeing this, the other children hid their red envelopes in more hidden places, such as socks and shoes, leaving only some smaller bills in their pockets.

In this way, even if their parents want to “confiscate” their red envelopes, they can keep most of them.

In this Spring Festival full of laughter and wit, the children showed their cleverness and cunning.

Hao Jianjun took cigarettes and red envelopes and planned to go to the center of the village.

If it was the first day of the Lunar New Year in previous years, he would not dare to go out, just because he was afraid that the children would ask him for red envelopes and he could not give them.

If he was thick-skinned, he would not give them even if the children asked.

But Hao Jianjun is a face-loving person, he is different.

When he came to the banyan tree, one or two hundred villagers gathered, and excited cheers came from time to time.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year in Hualong Village, there were sounds of playing cards and playing mahjong everywhere.

Hao Qiang had nothing to do, so he went back to the house to type, and when his hands were tired, he chatted with his mother and grandmother who were making rice dumplings.

Occasionally, he would answer the phone and celebrate the New Year with each other.

The first day of the Lunar New Year passed quickly.

On the second day of the Lunar New Year, he began to visit relatives and friends.

It is convenient to have a car, and it can be done in one day.

Relatives from my grandmother’s family were very shocked by Hao Qiang’s situation, and Hao Qiang was praised by the elders all day long.

On the third day of the Lunar New Year, Hao Qiang went to Han Qingying’s house.

In the next few days, Hao Qiang was immersed in typing.

On the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, his wealth finally exceeded 10 million yuan!

The third-level technology store can be opened.