Journey 1995:Non-Stop

Chapter 349 Road Construction
For Grandma, building a house was her dream for many years, and perhaps even her only dream.

In the blink of an eye, Grandpa has been gone for seven years, and Grandma is almost 80 years old. If we're talking about obsessions, besides wishing her grandchildren to be doing well, it's building a nice house for the family.

Two floors are fine, six floors are also acceptable.

As they were talking about this, Qinglan returned and immediately ran over to Yan Hui, exclaiming, "Brother! You're finally back! What were you talking about?"

“Perfect timing, we were just talking about building a house,” Yan Hui handed the blueprints to Qing Lan. “What do you think of this house?”

"One, two, three, six, six floors? You even have an elevator?" Qinglan understood the sketch at a glance.

“Yeah, Grandma’s legs aren’t very good either, so we definitely need to install an elevator. Before we came home, I was worried that such a big house wouldn’t have enough land, and I even considered whether to encroach on the two meters of space we have. I was a little embarrassed at first, but now I don’t care at all.” Yan Hui shook his head indifferently. “As for blocking their door, they can only blame themselves for being blind.”

The matter of building the house would have to wait until after the New Year, but the news spread quickly. At the same time, many people in the village also learned that Yan Hui was going to donate money to repair the road.

Yan Hui went to talk to his uncle about the matter, and his uncle immediately expressed his support, saying that he had already heard about it.

“Since it was you who suggested it, it wouldn’t be appropriate for us to donate more than you. Your second brother and I will put both our names on the deed, each donating 10 yuan,” the uncle said with a smile. “Will your name be on the deed for your family?”

“Write my dad’s name.” Yan Hui shook his head. “If my grandfather hadn’t passed away so early, I would have written his name.”

It's just that his grandfather passed away too early. If his grandfather had just passed away last year or the year before, Yan Hui would have wanted to write his grandfather's name.

“Okay, this is good for you too. You’re so young and not married yet, so it’s really inappropriate to put your name on the papers.” The uncle nodded, thinking that Yan Hui’s suggestion was more prudent.

"Ah."

“Your second and fourth uncles have both approached me, and both families are willing to donate 5 yuan each. That means our branch of the family will have donated 50 yuan. The village will also contribute some money, plus subsidies from the town. This matter will definitely be successful. In any case, this is a good thing. I heard from your second brother that your business is already doing well.” The eldest uncle looked at Yan Hui, whose sharpness was restrained yet still exuded youthful vigor. What an enviable age!
"I'm confident I can get my brother's investment back within two years," Yan Hui said with a slight smile.

He may seem a bit arrogant now, but in reality, he is very clear about the company's future trajectory, and no one knows it better than him.

Heng Hui's products have received very positive reviews from all users. After three years of dedicated effort and investing tens of millions of yuan, Yan Hui has exhausted all his resources to finally get the company off the ground. Every beginning is difficult, but as long as Chen Jian doesn't cause any problems, there shouldn't be any further issues.

This is why Yan Hui absolutely couldn't let the pregnant Liu Wei stay in the workshop. Liu Wei wasn't young anymore, and she needed to take good care of herself during her pregnancy. Only when things were stable for Liu Wei could things be stable for Chen Jian.

Currently, none of Heng Hui's clients have cancelled their contracts; order volume is only increasing, and more and more agents are inquiring. This situation...
Honestly, Yan Hui is already incredibly low-key for his current situation.

Could he go around shouting, "I can earn 20 or 30 million in 2007?" "How do you plan to resolve the issue of the Xiao family occupying more land?" the uncle asked.

“I’m building a house this year, and I won’t take advantage of him, but I’ll definitely block his door. I figure that as soon as I start construction, he’ll cause trouble. I’ll prepare in advance; if he doesn’t make a move, I won’t. If he dares to make a move, I’ll teach him some basic human principles,” Yan Hui said with a smile.

"Okay, just don't let anyone die." The uncle nodded gently and didn't mention the matter again.

The eldest uncle and second son had a detailed discussion about Yan Hui's current business, and he was well aware of Yan Hui's future development trend. They had communicated with the Luoyang Glass Factory, and the factory spoke highly of their products. These nationally leading chemical products, once put into production, would be like picking up money; Yan Hui's assets could potentially increase twofold in less than three years.

Even Yan Hui today is no longer an ordinary person, so the Xiao family's matter is really a small matter in their eyes.

Yan Hui didn't stay home for long this time. He originally planned to go back on the seventh day of the first lunar month, but because of the incident with the Xiao family, he decided to stay an extra week. Everything at the factory was stable. Chen Jian, Zhou Ping, Liu Jianlei, Li Pengfei, Song Zhiyuan, and others all went back to work on the fourth day of the first lunar month. Even during the Spring Festival, the company had more than a dozen employees on duty.

The company isn't too worried about theft now; the workshop is big enough, and everything of value is locked up.

On Chinese New Year's Day, Yan Hui put on his clan robe and paid respects to his ancestors. In the afternoon, after everyone else had gone out to play, Yan Hui sat in his grandfather's mourning hall for more than half an hour.

“Grandpa, in the blink of an eye, I’ve been in Jinan for seven years, and you’ve been gone for eight. I’ve always listened to you, and I’ve never been afraid.” Yan Hui looked at the photo in the mourning hall and sat quietly.

Around 2003, Yan Hui gradually understood the significance of that clan robe. His family members all depended on him to lead them forward. This year is also the first time Yan Hui has planned to do something for the village and clan.

During the few days Yan Hui was home, his phone kept ringing. His factory had only taken a few days off for the Chinese New Year, but in reality, the car factory had never rested for a single day, and the demand for raw materials never stopped. Fortunately, Yan Hui still had some inventory.

On the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, the factory resumed operations on time, and everything quickly returned to normal.

On the seventh day of the first lunar month, town leaders came to the village, and it is said that county leaders also came to inspect the road repair project in the village.

Since 2006, the state has launched the "Village-to-Village Road Access" project. For eligible villages to be connected by roads, the national and provincial governments subsidize 15 yuan per kilometer, with the remainder subsidized by the county and city governments. This funding is independent of the township governments. The project strictly prohibits the forced allocation of funds to farmers, but voluntary donations are permitted.

Yan Hui's proposal to the town and county authorities was that he would only accept 60 yuan in subsidies from the national and provincial governments, with the remaining money to be donated by wealthy households in the village. The county and town leaders were naturally happy to accept such a good deal and, after some investigation, immediately expressed their support.

As a result, everyone in the village knew about the donation to repair the road. Not only did their village gain face, but neighboring villages also became incredibly envious when they heard about it.

Yan Hui even teased his cousin, saying he would never fall into the river from a bicycle again if he got a tire stuck in it, which made his cousin so angry that he wanted to beat him up, but he didn't dare.

(End of this chapter)