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Chapter 1672 Good poem, good poem!
"Your leader Cai is now obsessed with money. Just give him some projects when the time comes. The King of Hell is aggressive and the little devil is hard to deal with..."

The old man sighed. When doing business, especially such a big business, there are so many people watching eagerly!
Officials and businessmen, all kinds of people, everyone, don't they all have to be taken care of?

Otherwise, they will find fault with you and that would be really unbearable!
Sun Jianping shook his head and wanted to say something, but swallowed the words back. He looked outside and saw that it was already dark. Suddenly he remembered that Xiao Lin's brother-in-law was still busy in the glass greenhouse!
"Are these enough to eat?"

"That's enough. How much can anyone eat? Just a token of your appreciation is enough... Old girl, get up and tidy up the kang..." The old man grabbed a feather duster and threw it to Qian Huijun, "Don't spoil Jianping in the future. She just lies on the kang and does nothing..."

"Haha, get up and work quickly, or your dad will beat you with the sole of his shoe!" Sun Jianping slapped his wife on the butt. Qian Huijun's face turned red, and she remembered the duo opera she had listened to in the morning!
"Tsk, I'm going to go play poker with Yanqin and the others!" Qian Huijun raised her eyebrows, put on her shoes and went downstairs. The old man rolled his eyes at her, "You're so lazy, you don't look like a good person! Hurry up and learn how to cook first!"

"My brother spoils me, la la la!"

The eldest lady turned around on the spot and fell into Sun Jianping's arms. She pinched his chin with her small hand and raised her eyebrows, "Yes, dear husband?"

"Yes, yes, I will spoil you forever!"

Sun Jianping was also amused. My wife is really...

A thirty-year-old person with a thirteen-year-old heart!
"You, you, just spoil her!"

Seeing how sweet his daughter and son-in-law are, the old man just laughed and scolded them, and he felt warm in his heart!

My daughter has finally found a perfect husband!

Good!

It was late at night, the stars in the sky were twinkling, Sun Jianping called Little Tiger, walked out of the house step by step, and headed straight for the glass greenhouse.

The lights in the greenhouse were on, and Xiao Lin's brother-in-law was still busy. Sun Jianping opened the door, and the little tiger was the first to rush in. He was immediately dazzled by the scene in front of him!

It's freezing outside, but it's warm as spring in here!

Wow!
So many green "grasses" are put in glass bottles, it looks so strange!

The little tiger's big head was full of question marks. He raised his paws to pick up the glass bottle on the shelf and tilted his head to look at the green saplings inside!

"Ow!"

What is this?

Sun Jianping reached out and rubbed the little tiger's head, "Brother-in-law, let's go, it's Chinese New Year today, let's go home and eat dumplings!"

"Hey, who's here?"

Kobayashi's brother-in-law walked out of the sterile room, took off his coat and gloves, saw the little tiger, squatted down, and pinched its chin with a smile.

The little tiger had a fierce look on his face, but soon he felt so comfortable that he squinted his eyes and hummed!

"Do you miss home?"

"How can I not think about it? Yu Xin is pregnant now, and I don't know what's going on..."

"It's okay. After the New Year, Second Uncle will come to replace you. Then you can go home and spend some time with Yu Xin!"

"I know, brother!"

Sun Jianping also touched the heater and it was so warm!
The little tiger also came over curiously, stuck to the radiator, and stared with his eyes wide open!

so amazing!

These iron pipes are actually hot!
This place is so nice!

Hu Hu remembered it!
Ouch!

When the two men and the tiger walked out of the glass greenhouse, firecrackers had already been set off outside. Magnificent fireworks slowly rose into the sky, illuminating the banks of the small Gulu River, and the deafening sound of firecrackers filled the night sky!
"It's another year!"

Sun Jianping sighed softly and reached out to touch the little tiger's big head.

The next day, the first day of the Lunar New Year, Sun Jianping got up early and saw Xiao Lin's brother-in-law picking up a broom and about to sweep the fireworks and firecrackers all over the yard. He hurriedly stopped him and said, "Brother-in-law, the rule here is that you can't sweep the floor or the yard within three days of the Lunar New Year!"

"Oh? Why is it different from our hometown?" "These are all the rules passed down from my hometown in Shandong. Come in and eat!"

After dinner, Sun Jianping had a rare day off, but he still had to follow his father-in-law to visit every household, giving them big red envelopes to thank them for their hard work on the construction site throughout the year.

"Thank you for your hard work, Brother Cao. We men must work harder this year!"

Naturally, a "middle-level cadre" like Lao Cao would be treated with great preferential treatment. Lao Qian directly gave him a thick red envelope. Lao Cao, with a smile on his face, hurriedly took it and asked Li Xiuzhi to serve tea and water, so as not to neglect the guest!
"Come here, come here, Chun Gui gave it to you. This is for the child... Don't tear it up!"

Qian Bancheng is rich and is willing to spend money. Everyone in the Cao family, from adults to children, has a share!

"Happy New Year, Mr. Zhang! You worked hard last year. Let's continue the hard work this year!"

After visiting Lao Cao's house, Qian Guozheng led his son-in-law straight to Lao Zhang's house and slapped a thick red envelope on the kang. Zhang Ziyi took it with a smile, "Of course, I will do it with my life if you say the word!"

"Let's work together to make a lot of money. Come on, big sister, take it. Children, come out, what are you doing in the inner room? Everyone has a share... This is the new wife of the rich man, the children give it to you, take it and buy a new set of clothes. It's the New Year! Don't you have to wear red and green to celebrate?"

Xie Lanlan took the red envelope shyly and said thank you.

“That’s quite polite!”

Qian Guozheng laughed, "You two should hurry up and give birth to a big fat boy!"

Xie Lanlan's face turned red with embarrassment.

Sun Jianping took his father-in-law around the village again, and every household had a share. Then they went to Xiaoxishan, Jijia Oil Mill, Yuweizi...

After going through the circle and sending out thousands of red envelopes, the old man didn't feel any pain at all. Instead, he felt that he had sent out too few!
"Jianping, you have to understand this. If you want to do business, especially big business, you can't be stingy. You have to be willing to spend money. Only then can the money flow back into your pocket like water. If you are stingy and try to save a few cents, you will never be able to expand your business in this life!"

On the way back, the old man gave Sun Jianping instructions, and he nodded, "I know, Dad. It's just about spending money!"

The old man rolled his eyes at him.

In Hecheng, in the newly opened North City Office Building, a unique tea party for poets, painters, artists, writers and other famous figures on the "literary and artistic front" is in full swing!

Of course, the core figure of this tea party was naturally Mr. Jin Pufeng, who had just returned from the capital with honors. In front of all the literary and art circles of Hecheng, the old man recounted in detail the story of his donation of treasures to the country, which aroused everyone's admiration and applause!
"In order to protect these national treasures, Mr. Jin has remained anonymous and willing to live in poverty for more than 30 years. What a noble character!"

Old Cai stood up and cleared his throat. "What kind of spirit is this? This is a lofty spirit of patriotism. It is also an important manifestation of the people's awareness and contribution to the country after the reform and opening up! In this situation, I really want to write a poem!"

The sleepy Secretary Fang suddenly perked up, sat up straight, and waved to his old partner, "Everyone, give Lao Cai a round of applause!"

"Haha, let me think about it. National treasures are rare and unparalleled in the world. Donating them will be remembered forever. With the love and loyalty for our country in mind, we will build a new chapter in civilization together."

Damn, damn, damn!

Secretary Fang was horrified, he could not believe it, after not seeing him for a few days, he found Lao Cai hanging a thermos on the plane - what a talent!

"Very vivid, very vivid, and very inspiring!" A rural writer in the city who goes by the pen name Yao Tianhuo stood up, smiled obscenely, clapped his hands and praised, "Good poem, good poem! The leader is so talented, we really admire him!

Secretary Fang rolled his eyes at him, what a flatterer!
What the hell!

"Speaking of the changes in our countryside, it has changed a lot. Now the policies are good, the harvests are good, everything is good. In order to express my gratitude to the Party, I specially wrote a poem. Can I let you recite it?"

"That's great, Mr. Wang, please read your masterpiece to everyone!"

"Cough cough!"

The guy cleared his throat, took out a crumpled piece of paper from his pocket, opened it, and in front of everyone, he shook his head and read it in a rhythmic manner!
"The golden autumn brings the fragrance of refreshing fruits, and the rice fields are full of golden yellow. We are grateful for the good policies of the Party and will create new glories in the coming year."

"Okay! Okay!"

Lao Cai applauded enthusiastically. Who said that we in Hecheng have no talents?

Isn't this the case of "talents everywhere spreading evil smoke"?

(End of this chapter)