Chapter 2272
People with Lots of Money Can Be Troublesome
The study door opened first, and a girl with messy hair poked her head out.
When the girl saw He Yuzhu, she called out to him in a muffled voice, "Dad, you're back."
When He Yuzhu saw his unkempt daughter, he couldn't help but get annoyed and said, "Look at yourself now!"
Your son was crying, didn't you hear him?
"Huh?..." He Yuan was surprised and glanced at the master bedroom. Instead of going over to comfort her son immediately, she explained, "I just fed Fangfang and put him to sleep."
Shouyi was watching over her, why was she crying?
He Yuzhu was speechless. This was his own daughter; after giving birth, she had become somewhat mentally impaired.
At this moment, instead of thinking about going out to hug her son, she started to investigate the issue of responsibility.
Of course, He Yuzhu also knew that He Yuan did love her son.
Rather, it's because she's had just too many work assignments lately.
As reform and opening up deepens, the general public is increasingly eager for spiritual nourishment.
Like He Yuan's publication, it used to be a monthly, then a semi-monthly, and now it's a weekly.
The key issue is that in the current comic book industry, there's really no one who can take her place.
To put it bluntly, He Yuan's imaginative paintings are so wildly imaginative that it would be impossible to find a ghostwriter to do them.
Even though He Yuan shared her ideas with those professionals who were very skilled at painting.
But people either don't understand.
Or even if they understand, they still dare not draw it.
He Yuan was never satisfied with the works she created.
Her childbirth delayed her work for a while, so now she's thinking about making up for lost time and not hindering the overall development of her workplace.
During this period, He Yuan has been somewhat obsessed.
Let alone the children, even when Xiao Song came to pick her up one time, He Yuan was bewildered and said, "Given our current situation, it's not appropriate for me to go to your house alone..."
She even forgot about her own wedding.
Of course, every effort will be rewarded.
He Yuan's comic magazine is likely to receive praise from an outstanding publication this year.
This should be very beneficial to He Yuan's future career.
Furthermore, she is now a pioneer.
As the number of people who enjoy reading her comics grows up, a few outstanding talents will inevitably emerge.
Then, taking the artistic conception conveyed in her comics, who knows, she might come up with another great story.
Let's expand the boundaries of our comic book world, and stop letting Xiao Rizi's comics dominate the market.
He Yuzhu rolled his eyes speechlessly and said helplessly, "Go and see, maybe Fangfang has diarrhea."
You asked the fourth brother to take care of him.
When has the fourth kid ever been reliable?
He Yuzhu's eldest grandson is named Song Fang, which aligns with the meaning of reform and opening up.
Not only did He Yuzhu treasure that little meatball, but even the old master of the Song family was extremely fond of it.
The first time Grandpa Song held Song Fang, the little rascal peed a huge amount of urine on him.
At that moment, Old Master Song was tense all over, much like when he first held a gun.
Not daring to move an inch, Grandpa Song waited until the child had finished urinating before laughing heartily and saying, "The new gun is really good, it's powerful!"
"Dad, could you please go and do this for me? I still have two pages left."
"The manuscript is due at work tomorrow." He Yuan scratched her head and gave the order to He Yuzhu.
He Yuzhu rolled his eyes again and helplessly pushed open the master bedroom door.
What can we do?
Who told him to push He Yuan onto the path of becoming editor-in-chief?
He Yuzhu changed his grandson's diaper with practiced ease, including washing his bottom and applying baby powder.
He had already honed his skills in these areas through the experience of his four children.
After the little guy finished tidying up, he hummed a few times, stopped his magic, and grinned foolishly at He Yuzhu, considering it payment to his grandfather. He Yuzhu, in any case, felt a sense of satisfaction, even happier than if he had earned millions.
He Yuzhu held the child in his arms, gently patting his little bottom, humming a timeless nursery rhyme, carefully coaxing his grandson.
Just like he had coaxed He Yuan and the others years ago.
Unbeknownst to them, the He family's life underwent a significant change.
The leisurely and carefree life of the past is gone; everyone has become very busy.
This is also the real situation brought about by the social changes brought about by reform and opening up.
Putting everything else aside, Liu Ting now has to work until eight or nine o'clock every night before she can go home.
The money I earn will definitely increase, but life will also become busier and busier.
A while ago, the restaurant distributed profits.
Every participant was very satisfied.
After six months of profit sharing, Ma Hua and his wife received nearly ten thousand ringgit.
The other chefs who came from the Sijiucheng Hotel also reaped considerable rewards.
Of course, the He and Ren families are the ones who take the lion's share.
This profit sharing did not deduct the initial cost of setting up the store; it was distributed as pure profit to everyone, which gave everyone a sense of accomplishment.
They will not be deterred by the high costs of setting up and operating a store.
In short, the restaurant is now back on track.
It is currently quite well-known in the high-end dining scene in Beijing.
When the rainwater received the money, he was overjoyed.
They threw a huge red envelope with a stack of money at Song Fang, totaling a thousand yuan.
However, some families are worried about making money.
This time it wasn't the old courtyard, but the Wang family's.
Recently, the third senior brother talked to He Yuzhu about something.
The waiter begged him to send one of his apprentices to help them become the commander of the Sichuan Prefecture.
That is, the eldest brother who returned from Hong Kong Island to open a restaurant gave the Wang family 30% of the shares.
The young couple weren't entirely at ease without someone of their own keeping an eye on things.
This time, the third senior brother firmly refused.
This pleased He Yuzhu, who specially opened a bottle of old wine to celebrate with his third senior brother.
For the third senior brother, it must have taken a lot of courage to break free from the constraints of his sect.
This incident made He Yuzhu look down on Xiao Er and Qin Jingru even more.
They've only been partners for a short time!
It was originally a share of the company given to them by their senior brother, without the Wang family having to pay a single penny. They would just send money into the couple's pockets at the end of the year.
As a result, Qin Jingru no longer trusts the other side.
Can this partnership last?
It's not that He Yuzhu is biased towards his own people, but that Xiao Er really doesn't have the brains for it.
It could only have been Qin Jingru who made the commotion.
To be honest, the Wang family is doing quite well now.
The small shop that the third senior brother helped the couple buy brings the Wang family three to four hundred yuan in revenue every year.
That's equivalent to a waiter's salary.
In addition to the shares given away for free by the senior brother, as long as Qin Jingru doesn't cause trouble, the Wang family's life will visibly improve and become prosperous.
No one can stop it.
"Dad, Uncle Xu called and asked you to call him back," He Shouyi said timidly as he came downstairs. (End of Chapter)