That year the flowers bloomed 1981

Chapter 941 Is this request too simple?
Someone once said that if you bring an ordinary person to an environment that does not belong to her, and then increase her daily consumption level so that she cannot live a mediocre life, but do not give her the ability to support this kind of life,

Finally, she was given a sum of money to live this kind of life for a while, and guess what her final outcome was?
Ning Pingping was like this in the past.

Maybe Ning Pingping sensed something was wrong, so after coming back she wanted to change her persona to prove her own worth and that she was not just a pretty face.

But Ning Pingping didn't understand at all. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't change Wen Guohua's opinion of her.

Just like a few decades later, those old fairies in Beijing who earn 20 to 30 yuan a year, who work hard to create a delicate and independent female persona, think they can leap up two levels.

But in the eyes of those who earn 100 million+ yuan a year, their so-called refinement, career, and pursuit are all worthless, because your 30 yuan is not enough for you to spend, so how can it help you?

On the contrary, a man who earns 30 yuan a year needs you to pay off the loan together before he will pay attention to your ideas and pursuits.
But you can't be willing to be a breeding machine for a man who earns 30 yuan. After watching too many TV dramas, you feel that to be a breeding machine, you should at least be paid 100 million yuan a year. He only earns 30 yuan, which is not even enough for me to give up my dignity!

Little do people know that those who earn 100 million yuan a year are the best of the best, while many young and beautiful girls don’t want this dignity. They know what they should provide.

So, do you think Wen Guohua will choose dignity now? Or will he choose not to have dignity?

As for Li Ye?

If he and Wen Leyu were to talk about their feelings, they could have reached a state of "heart-to-heart communication".

In terms of assistance, it can help Wen Leyu to move around in a unit like Sino-Singapore Corporation at the level of a section chief.

"Hmph, wait and see how I deal with you tonight!"

After pulling Li Ye's ears until they turned red, Wen Leyu left with a vicious remark.

Li Ye rubbed his red and swollen ears and couldn't help but smile silly.

We are already parents. If we don’t play around from time to time, we will feel old!
That's it? Can Ning Pingping compare?

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Before the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, flower-growing families usually visit relatives and friends. Families with many relatives and friends sometimes cannot visit all of them within these fifteen days.

But after decades, if a family can visit for three to five days, they are considered to have good relationships with others.

The fifth day of the Lunar New Year, Sunday.

After Li Ye and Wen Leyu got up and had breakfast, they dressed up their two children and their younger brother Xiao Youan, and taught them the "Gong Xi Fa Cai" gesture several times, waiting for visitors to come so they could ask for red envelopes.

"Congratulations on your prosperity~," he said, putting his hands in front of his chest. "You are such a stupid brother, you are much worse than your sister, and only slightly better than your uncle."

"Mmm, give me firewood, give me firewood~"

It seemed as if little Dou'er understood his father's praise. He cupped his little hands and shouted excitedly, becoming more and more lovable.

Li Ye praised happily: "Look, my daughter is amazing. If she doesn't make 30,000 or 50,000 yuan today, it would be a shame for her cleverness."

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Grandma Wu Juying scolded: "Why don't you want one million? You only know how to get into the money hole all day long."

Li Ye said calmly: "If they give me one million, I won't mind it!"

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All the sisters laughed.

On the afternoon of the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, Li Dayong, Pei Wencong and others flew from Hong Kong Island to Beijing. Hao Jian and Jin Peng also arrived in Beijing early this morning. They all agreed to come to the house today.
For them, 30,000, 50,000, or 1 million actually doesn’t make much difference. It’s just a Chinese New Year red envelope.

At half past nine, Pei Wencong, Luo Runbo, Li Dayong and Pei Wenhui were the first to arrive.

"Give out firewood, give out firewood~"

Xiao Dou'er was hugged by Li Ye, and he bowed to Pei Wencong and wished a happy new year. He kicked his legs very hard.

Xiao Baoer tried very hard, but he was not good at speaking and could only mumble "Mmmmm". The gestures of his hands were also very unstandard.

As for my younger brother Xiao Youan, who was obviously two months older than my two nephews and nieces, he waved his arms timidly. After just a few waves, he turned around and hugged my mother Han Chunmei's neck, as shy as a little girl.

But the superstitious Pei Wencong was overjoyed and quickly took out the red envelope he had prepared.

"Make a fortune, make a fortune~ Congratulations on your prosperity~ Take it, take it~" The profit that Pei Wencong prepared was not banknotes, but gold medals made of pure gold. They were heavy and very pleasing to the hand, and they were bright and very popular with children.

Although gold was only a few dozen yuan per gram in the 1980s, Li Ye's family not only had three little kids, but also four younger sisters and cousins, so the money he earned from them was quite a lot.

Pei Wenhui and Luo Runbo also prepared golden red envelopes, which they stuffed into the two children's hands one by one, making the two children's hands unable to hold them.

Xiao Dou'er only pondered for a few seconds, then gave the extra gold to his father. He took a piece of gold in his hand and put it into his mouth, as if to test its purity.

"Hahaha, so cute, let me hug you~ let me hug you~"

Pei Wenhui reached out and took the child, and affectionately smelled the milk scent on the little baby's body.

At this time, Li Ye noticed Zhou Huimin, who was holding a red envelope in her hand and smiling a little awkwardly.

She is only twenty years old this year and her family is not rich. Pei Wencong did not prepare a gold medal for her. How could she prepare a gold red envelope worth tens of thousands of yuan?

Perhaps she also understood that the reason why Pei Wencong did not prepare a gold red envelope for her was to show her status.

She is different from Luo Runbo, Li Ye, Pei Wenhui and others.

Li Ye poked Xiaodou'er and pointed at Zhou Huimin and said, "There's an auntie over there. Go over and wish her good fortune and prosperity."

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Xiao Dou'er listened to his father the most. He stretched out his hands and gestured to Zhou Huimin, muttering something to earn his labor fees.

Zhou Huimin hurriedly handed the red envelope to Xiaodou'er, praying silently in her heart that Xiaodou would not dislike it. After all, there was a huge difference between the golden medal and the red paper envelope.

But Xiaodouer happily held the red envelope, not only giggling, but also reaching out for Zhou Huimin to hug him.

Zhou Huimin hurriedly took the small bag and held it carefully, as if she was holding her own future.

Before coming to the capital, Pei Wencong had told her that he would take her to meet a nobleman today. If the nobleman found her pleasing to the eye, then she would be lucky in the future.

Zhou Huimin couldn't understand what kind of "noble person" made Pei Wencong so cautious. You know, Pei Wencong's momentum in Hong Kong Island in the past two years can be described as "unparalleled at the moment".

Businessmen in Hong Kong are very concerned about their reputation and will often compete over a piece of land, a stick of incense, or even some trivial thing. Many up-and-coming elites have been defeated by the established wealthy families in such competitions.

But in the past two years, all the old and powerful families seemed to have made a collective agreement that they would automatically retreat whenever they met Pei Wencong.

Although Pei Wencong was very sensible and not so arrogant as to say "this is mine, that is also mine", his reputation had already caught up with that of Li Chaoren.

But since entering Li Ye's house today, Zhou Huimin clearly felt that Pei Wencong was completely different from usual.

Although Li Ye was not arrogant, Zhou Huimin had never seen Pei Wencong's humility and respect for Li Ye before.

When Zhou Huimin returned the small bag to Pei Wenhui, Pei Wencong introduced it to Li Ye: "Mr. Li, this is the Huimin I mentioned. She can sing and perform. I think her image is more suitable for Fenghua clothing."

Li Ye looked at the young version of the "little Jew" and wondered in his heart whether her life trajectory would change because of him.

Although Li Ye's perspective on celebrities in this life is completely different from that in his previous life, he still hopes that the classic version of "Big Times" will appear as scheduled.

Li Ye asked calmly: "Do you speak Mandarin?"

Zhou Huimin was shocked and quickly said, "I can speak Mandarin, and I have been working with my teacher to correct my accent for the past year."

Li Ye nodded and said, "Although Fenghua Clothing's market is all over the world, it is ultimately a mainland brand. You have to understand where your roots are."

Zhou Huimin said without hesitation: "I know, I am a flower grower, not a British."

Li Ye smiled and said to Pei Wencong: "I think it's good."

Pei Wencong smiled and said, "Mr. Li said it's good, so it's good! Huimin, why don't you thank Mr. Li?"

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Zhou Huimin was surprised.

Before she came, she had thought of many possibilities, even some dirty possibilities, but she really didn't expect that it would be over with just two simple questions.

[Is this request too simple? ]

(End of this chapter)