Chapter 1338 The sisters are going to work, and they have to take pictures (4500 words, ask for a mo
Wang Yi drove from the provincial road onto the expressway. At this time, half an hour had passed since Xia Zekai left his aunt's house. He received a call from his aunt Zhou Yun.
Aunt Zhou Yun mentioned the money in the fruit bag on the phone and complained about why he kept the money again.
"Auntie, you can spend what you need. I can't help with anything else, so I can only help you in this aspect. If you need anything, call me again." Xia Zekai said this.
Zhou Yun muttered to him: "You kid, you must remember to bring Xiyun back with the five little guys next time. Don't rush back then. Stay at home for two days. There are many people and the house will be lively."
"Hey, aunt, I will definitely stay at your house next time." Xia Zekai promised.
Zhou Yun now doesn't believe her nephew, he can coax people with just one mouth.
She said: "Okay, go back quickly and remember to call me when you get home."
"Hey, aunt, don't worry, I'll call you as soon as I get home." Xia Zekai quickly agreed.
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Yun added: "Zekai, tell the second sister that your grandpa is fine here with me and there is nothing wrong with him. Tell her not to worry about it all day."
"Okay, aunt, don't worry, I will definitely take care of it!" Xia Zekai said.
Zhou Yun said ‘hmm’ and said, “You are better than your brother Peng.”
After saying that, he hung up the phone.
Xia Zekai looked at the black screen of his mobile phone, sighed, then lay back on his seat and fell asleep.
Wu Jialei glanced back and saw that his boss was asleep. He called Wang Yi and Wang Yi also slowed down the car a little and ran at a constant speed, fearing that the bumps would affect his boss's rest.
Xia Zekai felt that he had a very comfortable sleep. It wasn't until someone called him, "Boss, we're home" that Xia Zekai opened his eyes and looked ahead. He already saw his parents and wife standing at the door.
The little kid Jing Ling hid behind his mother and looked at him.
"What time is it? How come it's here already?" Xia Zekai was still mumbling, but he had already gotten out of the car. He shouted: "Dad, Mom, wife, I'm back."
As he spoke, he knelt down and spread his hands to form an embrace: "Jing Ling, come here quickly and let dad hug you."
"Hehe, give me a hug, dad!" Jing Ling squeezed her mother away and ran over.
The girl, Tongtong, Qingyu, Chenchen and their four siblings who were playing in the house heard the noise and ran over. When they saw Xia Zekai, the girl screamed: "Dad, wow, you are back."
As she said that, she made a tiger's lunge and rushed towards Xia Zekai.
Xia Zekai was so frightened that he hugged Jing Ling tightly with one hand, and caught the girl in a panic with the other hand. He couldn't help but mutter to her: "Slow down, what will happen if I fall?"
"Hey, it's okay, I know dad won't let me fall." The girl said confidently.
"Zekai, why did you come back until dark? You haven't had dinner yet." Mother Zhou Yinghong said with some distress.
Luo Xiyun had already come over, pulled the girl off her father, took the youngest, and said: "Jing Ling, your father just came back and he's tired. Don't be naughty, or I'll beat you up."
"Dad, you're not tired, let's give you a hug!" Jing Ling didn't give up.
But Xia Zekai still remembered to call his aunt and said, "I'll call my aunt back first and talk about it later."
He still handed Jing Ling into his wife's arms.
After he finished speaking, he took out his mobile phone, dialed his aunt's number, and told her that he was home.
His aunt Zhou Yun knew that his mother Zhou Yinghong was by his side and wanted to talk to his second sister for a while. Xia Zekai handed the phone to his mother in confusion: "Mom, my aunt wants to chat with you for a while."
"Hey!" When Zhou Yinghong heard this, she quickly picked up the phone. She came up and shouted: "Yun, I am your second sister."
Not to mention the phone calls from his mother and aunt saying that those parents were having troubles, Xia Zekai said hello to his dad and told his dad about going back to Xiajiazhuang to visit his grandfather's grave, and also told him that he had gone to interview a member of the clan in his hometown.
The few remaining old people.
"Dad, those grandpas of mine are really old." Xia Zekai said.
Xia Weicheng glared at him: "Isn't this nonsense? Look at me, I'm sixty-one years old, and your grandfathers can still live forever!"
"Dad, if you think so, it's up to you. I didn't say these words." Xia Zekai doesn't want to take the blame.
Xia Weicheng was so angry that he raised his hand and was about to slap him, but who knew that Tongtong was cheering him on at the critical moment, shouting loudly: "Grandpa, try harder, hurry up and try harder!"
Xia Weicheng: "..."
Is this style of painting wrong?
He abruptly stopped waving his arms and looked at his second granddaughter dumbfounded. Did I hear that wrong?
However, Qingyu was very sensible and stood in front of Xia Zekai: "Grandpa, you can't hit daddy!"
Xia Zekai was moved by this. His fierce eyes were withdrawn from Tongtong, and instantly turned into the gentlest water, looking at how good the third child was.
When I went to bed at night, it was almost 11 o'clock. At this time, Yatou, Tongtong and the other five were already asleep.
The mother and aunt were on the phone for half an hour. The old sisters didn't know what they said. When the mother returned the phone to him, her eyes were a little red and swollen. It was obvious that she had cried just now.
"Zekai, it's getting late, you should go to bed early!" Luo Xiyun said. She was really tired. She looked at the five siblings and worked hard during the day. Luo Xiyun wanted to sleep now.
As soon as he lay down, Xia Zekai stretched out his magic claw towards her and before he could catch the target, he heard his wife's even breathing.
"Hey, forget it!" Xia Zekai sighed, slowly came over, hugged his wife and fell asleep.
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As Xia Zekai said, he is indeed very busy today. He has to go with the company's management to deliver New Year's goods to nursing homes, poor schools, and poor households near the company in Qicheng, and visit them to express their condolences.
This is not deliberately staged, but they are uniting knowledge and action and doing these things seriously.
This time, no reporters or friends from the media were allowed to follow.
After finishing, Xia Zekai went to the fire brigade in Qicheng and sent New Year's greetings from Jingtong Development Co., Ltd. to the military training base in Qicheng.
"The Point Guard Is Here"
Everywhere is full of true character, but when I went to the fire brigade and the army training base, I was still photographed by reporters. There was no way, because these two places were different in nature from places for poor households and nursing homes.
If you don't want to take pictures, they also have their own publicity department.
After all this busy work, there are only three days left before the Spring Festival.
Wang Hongsheng also called him and wanted to meet him, have a meal and chat with him.
Xia Zekai also readily agreed.
What Xia Zekai didn't expect was that the first time he met Wang Hongsheng, Lao Wang asked him this sentence: "Boss Xia, has the disagreement between Yang Chaozheng and I affected you?"
This made Xia Zekai a little confused, but he still said: "Old Wang, you are thinking too much."
"Actually, none of your ideas can affect the next path that Jingtong Development Co., Ltd. will take." Xia Zekai said.
Hearing what he said, Wang Hongsheng was inexplicably relieved. He heard another meaning in Xia Zekai's words. The development strategy and goals of Jingtong Development Co., Ltd. have not changed from beginning to end.
As long as Jingtong Development Co., Ltd. does not leave Qicheng, everything else will not be a problem.
Wang Hongsheng said: "Boss Xia, there are no outsiders today. Let's have a good drink."
"Okay!" Xia Zekai began to pour the wine, but before it was full, Wang Hongsheng snatched it away. He said, "I'll pour it. Today, on behalf of the people of Qi City, I propose a toast to you!"
"..." Xia Zekai took a deep breath, looked at Wang Hongsheng calmly, and said, "Old Wang, it's serious, there are no such things between us."
Wang Hongsheng thought so before. He also always felt that he was a level superior to Xia Zekai. This was the difference between a scholar and a businessman.
But at some point in time, he suddenly realized that his idea was wrong, and it was extremely wrong.
Whether it is Jingtong Development Co., Ltd. or Xia Zekai himself, the groups and interests they are associated with are so intertwined and have far-reaching influence that they are no longer within his control.
Although Wang Hongsheng didn't want to admit this, the facts made him more and more sober.
If he wants to go further in the future, to put it bluntly, he will need Xia Zekai's help.
The two drank slowly and talked casually about the development of Qicheng or the next development plan of Jingtong Development Co., Ltd.
Wang Hongsheng also mentioned the issue of 'industrial structure adjustment and conversion of old and new driving forces'. He said: "The pressure from above is tight, but Qicheng's performance in this area this year is completely able to cope with it."
In terms of project size, the total investment in the first phase of Qicheng Ningde Battery and Qicheng Hanergy Photovoltaic projects has exceeded 10 billion, and Qicheng Ningde Battery has already started construction, and the entire cycle will be within 18 months.
Qicheng Hanergy Photovoltaic has also launched a groundbreaking ceremony, but some conditions have not yet been agreed upon, and the specific start date will be this year.
"Lao Wang, how is the Hanergy Photovoltaic project going?" Xia Zekai asked after hearing this.
Wang Hongsheng thought for a while, shook his head and said: "It's not that good. Hanergy Group is only willing to provide more than one billion, and the rest depends on loans. Qicheng also provides land and uses land as shares. Now I am getting more and more
The more I feel that this project is unreliable, but there is nothing I can do about it.”
"Where does the money come from?" Xia Zekai asked him.
"Did Qicheng guarantee it?"
Wang Hongsheng shook his head: "I insist on disagreeing. Comrade Yang Chaozheng still has some tricks in this regard. He went directly to Jicheng."
After hearing this, Xia Zekai said: "Lao Wang, let me tell you something. If there is something that you can't control or stop, you might as well let it go and watch it perform."
"But I'm afraid of hurting the people." Wang Hongsheng said.
Xia Zekai shook his head: "There will definitely be some temporary pain, but it's better than this."
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After separating from Xia Zekai, Wang Hongsheng was still pondering the deeper meaning of Xia Zekai's words.
He could understand why Xia Zekai asked him to "let it rot". To put it bluntly, it was just that he didn't know whether this project would work or not, so give him time to let it rot from the root...
By then many unsolvable problems will be solved.
"This can indeed solve the problem, but those who go to work at Hanergy Photovoltaics may be out of luck." Wang Hongsheng thought to himself.
Sitting in the car, he muttered: "I used to think that Boss Xia was a compassionate person, but when I got to some things, I realized that he was actually more ruthless!"
Liu Xincheng, who was sitting in the front passenger seat, heard his boss say this and didn't dare to reply.
Randomly evaluating people at that level can sometimes lead to wrong judgments for the boss, which in turn affects the boss's final decision. That's not good!
He didn't want to say it, but Wang Hongsheng didn't want to let him go yet and asked him: "Xiao Liu, what do you think?"
"Boss, I... I think it's human nature for Boss Xia to have this idea. He is in charge of such a large company. I heard that the number of employees is about to exceed 10,000. If he didn't have some means, the company would have been ruined long ago."
Liu Xincheng said.
"You're right, it's normal for him to have such means, but he didn't show it when chatting with me before." Wang Hongsheng said thoughtfully.
In the last three days before the Spring Festival, Xia Zekai was not idle. He even visited the poor families of employees in the company.
In a company like Jingtong Development Co., Ltd., where the average income is very high, normally the employees’ families will not be too poor.
But I can't afford to have patients at home, the cost is too high.
For such families, Jingtong Development Co., Ltd. also has certain assistance policies. It also encourages the company's employees to make donations to families that suffer from financial difficulties due to major illnesses, and strive to create a harmonious and happy company atmosphere.
But this still cannot solve the fundamental problem.
As the saying goes, a serious illness can bring down a middle-class family.
What is a middle-class family?
According to the standards released this year, the annual household income of fifth-tier counties is more than 150,000 yuan, the annual household income of third- and fourth-tier cities is more than 200,000 yuan, the annual household income of second-tier cities is more than 300,000 yuan, and the annual household income of first-tier cities is more than 50,000 yuan.
More than 10,000 yuan is the statistical definition of a middle-class family.
Take Qicheng, a city at the tail end of the third tier, for example. Many serious illnesses cost hundreds of thousands in just a few months. The annual income of 200,000 is obviously not enough.
So many people often say that health is happiness.
On January 30th, Xia Zekai just got up in the morning and was about to go to the gym on the first floor to exercise for a while. Unexpectedly, sisters Yatou and Tongtong also got up early and ran over excitedly.
After seeing Xia Zekai, the two sisters opened their mouths and shouted: "Dad, Dad, let's help you put up Spring Festival couplets!"
"Uh!" Xia Zekai was caught off guard. When did the two sisters become so diligent? When he asked them for help before, they ignored him.
"Girl, Tongtong, our family can't post Spring Festival couplets this year, and we won't be able to post them for the next three years." Xia Zekai said.
When he said this, the sisters' faces drooped: "Why?"
"Because your grandpa just passed away. If we don't put up Spring Festival couplets at home, your grandpa will suffer there." Xia Zekai explained to the two of them.
When they heard that posting Spring Festival couplets was not good for their grandfather, the two sisters quickly shook their little heads and said, "No more, no more Spring Festival couplets."
The girl scratched her scalp, feeling a little troubled: "But what about the homework assigned by the teacher?"
"What kind of homework?" Xia Zekai wondered. The homework was to post Spring Festival couplets?
Sure enough, Tongtong rushed to say: "The teacher said that during the Chinese New Year, let us help our parents post Spring Festival couplets, and also take pictures and send them to the teacher!"
Xia Zekai didn't know what to say. Seeing the two sisters looking a little depressed, he thought for a while and said, "Well, our family can't post Spring Festival couplets this year, but you can help your parents with the housework. Later
You two sweep the floor, I'll take pictures of you, and then I'll explain it to you, Teacher Lu, do you think this will work?"
"good!"
"Hehe, daddy is still smart!"
Seeing the two sisters becoming happy again, Xia Zekai breathed a sigh of relief and thought that the teacher would really find them jobs.
Just the two of them helped put up Spring Festival couplets. If they really put up the couplets, it wouldn't be enough to cause trouble.
When Xia Zekai came out from exercising, he saw his wife coming down from upstairs and told her about it.
After hearing this, Luo Xiyun said: "Maybe it's out of good intentions, but this can't be done this way."
The two sisters didn't care about this. When they saw their mother, they excitedly started sweeping the floor with a broom, and kept shouting back to ask their parents to take pictures of them.
So much so that Xia Zekai couldn't figure out which one was more important, taking pictures or cleaning?
