The sound of singing and dancing came from the TV.
At the dinner table was a family that had just filled up the table.
Yao Jing was busy peeling shrimps for Lin Wan'er to eat.
Meng Zijun, who had just successfully won back the money he lost playing chess in King of Glory and made several hundred yuan in addition, happily poured wine for Lin Zhiming.
Meng Guangsha buried his head in eating, Gao Xuan was picking up dishes for Meng Zijun and Lin Zhiming. Meng Qiwen was holding a cup and sipping the aged Moutai brought back by Lin Zhiming.
Outside the window, there was the sound of firecrackers going off from time to time, and the cheers of children downstairs were mixed in.
This may be the simplest and most beautiful year.
There is no cynicism, no intrigues, no resorting to any means to survive, but just a family gathering together.
Lin Zhiming picked up the wine that Meng Zijun poured and said with a hint of drunkenness, "Thank you, grandpa, grandma, uncle, aunt, cousin, my wife, and my children. I wish you all the best and happiness in the new year."
, I did it, you can do whatever you want!"
After saying that, Lin Zhiming drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.
"Come on, cousin, I'll add some wine for you!" Meng Zijun filled Lin Zhiming's glass like a bastard.
"You are diligent, aren't you in a better mood?" Lin Zhiming smiled.
"I know cousin, you are deliberately losing money to me, thank you cousin!" Meng Zijun said.
"How do you know I deliberately lost money to you?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"You dare to keep attacking me even though you've missed your ultimate move every time. Didn't you lose money to me on purpose?" Meng Zijun said.
"You have understanding, it's not in vain, cousin, I love you!" Lin Zhiming said.
"Let me tell you a few words." Meng Qiwen said seriously.
Everyone at the table became quiet.
"This is Zhi Ming's first year in our family. I am very emotional and moved. Meng Ning left too early, so early that my memory of her is a little blurry. But fortunately, her child appeared.
What was the happiest thing for me last year was that I found my way home. I had a thousand words to say in my heart, but now, these words are gathered into a glass of wine. I drank it.
It’s all done!” Meng Qiwen said, raising his head and finishing the drink.
Lin Zhiming and others also laughed and drank the wine.
The sumptuous dinner was almost finished soon. The family got off the dining table and came to the living room to watch the Spring Festival Gala.
Meng Zijun was obviously unable to sit still and looked at his phone from time to time.
"Zijun, if you want to go out to play, go out." Lin Zhiming said.
"Let's wait a little longer." Meng Zijun said reluctantly.
"What are you waiting for? Is it possible that our family can't go out on New Year's Eve night?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"You have to wait until Zhao Shanshan's skit is released before you can go out. This is our family rule!" Meng Zijun said.
"Why are there such rules?" Lin Zhiming asked in surprise.
"Zhao Shanshan's skit is the highlight of the entire Spring Festival Gala, and it is also the climax. If the whole family cannot sit together and laugh at such a moment, is it a waste of an opportunity that only comes once a year?" Meng Qiwen said.
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"That makes sense!" Lin Zhiming said with a smile.
"Every year after Zhao Shanshan's skit ends, he should give out red envelopes, otherwise Zijun wouldn't be able to wait patiently," Meng Guangsha said.
"Dad, I'm not here for the red envelope. During the Spring Festival, the whole family should sit together, watch the Spring Festival Gala, chat, and eat melon seeds!" Meng Zijun said quickly.
"Okay, Dad, you also saw that Zijun said there is no need to give red envelopes!" Meng Guangsha said.
"I think it will work!" Meng Qiwen nodded in rare cooperation.
"Dad, grandpa, you actually teamed up to bully me. I want to share a country with my cousin. Cousin, can we be a country?" Meng Zijun took Lin Zhiming's hand and said expectantly.
"I also agree with what your dad said!" Lin Zhiming said seriously.
Meng Zijun looked at everyone with his lips aggrieved.
Seeing Meng Zijun's appearance, everyone couldn't help laughing.
In a blink of an eye, the time came to around ten o'clock, and Zhao Shanshan's skit had finished.
"Ask for red envelopes! Everyone, line up and ask for red envelopes from our parents first!" Meng Guangsha shouted.
The whole family except Gao Xuan lined up and stood in front of Meng Qiwen. Meng Zijun was the fastest and ranked first. After everyone stood up, Meng Zijun knelt down in front of Meng Qiwen and kowtowed.
, shouted, "Happy Spring Festival, grandpa, I wish you good health and all the best."
Meng Qiwen nodded with satisfaction, took out the red envelope hidden behind his back and handed it to Meng Zijun.
"I wish you success in your studies in the new year!" Meng Qiwen said.
Meng Zijun received the red envelope and turned around to retreat, followed by Meng Guangsha. Meng Guangsha also kowtowed and said auspicious words, and then received the red envelope, followed by Meng Guangsha's wife.
After all these people had received the red envelopes, it was Lin Zhiming's family's turn. The three simply stood in a row, then knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Meng Qiwen in a decent manner.
Meng Qiwen took out a lot of red envelopes from behind his back.
"Zhiming, here are your red envelopes, twenty-nine in total." Meng Qiwen handed a stack of red envelopes to Lin Zhiming and said, "Grandpa has given you the red envelopes he has owed you for the past twenty-nine years at once."
Looking at the thick stack of red envelopes in his hand, Lin Zhiming's eyes couldn't help but turn red. He took the red envelope and kowtowed hard to Meng Qiwen and said, "Thank you, grandpa."
"You're welcome. Grandpa just hopes that you will be safe in the future, so that your mother can feel at ease down there." Meng Qiwen said with emotion.
Lin Zhiming looked at Meng Qiwen in front of him, feeling filled with emotion.
Yao Jing and Lin Waner also received red envelopes respectively.
The money in the red envelope is actually not much, only 1,000 yuan per person, but this is not a small amount for an ordinary family like Meng Qiwen.
Lin Zhiming received the most money, with 29,000 yuan in 29 red envelopes.
"Zhi Ming, my uncle will also give you the red envelopes over the years!" Meng Guangsha also gave Lin Zhiming a thick red envelope. It must be more than 20,000 yuan by visual inspection. Moreover, Yao Jing and Lin Waner also took their own.
He received a thick red envelope. It seemed that Meng Guangsha had made a fortune after Lin Zhiming's last visit.
Meng Zijun prepared a red envelope, and this red envelope was for Lin Waner, because only Lin Waner was younger than him.
After everyone had given enough red envelopes, Meng Zijun looked at Lin Zhiming eagerly and said, "Cousin, where are your red envelopes?"
"Why, I'm just your cousin. Do I need to give you a red envelope?" Lin Zhiming asked with a smile.
"But you are a full ten years older than me! You are so much older, why don't you give me a red envelope? How much does it mean, I won't mind it if it's three to five hundred!" Meng Zijun said.
"I know my fate, you are the same generation, you don't need to give him a red envelope! Don't spoil him!" Meng Qiwen said.
"Actually, I actually prepared a red envelope for everyone!" Lin Zhiming said and glanced at Yao Jing.
Yao Jing walked to the side, took out her bag, and took out a red envelope.
The red envelope was very thin and I didn’t know what was inside.
Yao Jing walked to Lin Zhiming and handed the red envelope to Lin Zhiming.
Lin Zhiming took the red envelope, walked to Gao Xuan, and handed the red envelope to Gao Xuan.
"Grandma, if I give the red envelope to grandpa, he will definitely not take it, so I will give it to you. Don't refuse. This is my filial piety to you. If you refuse, I will leave tomorrow." Lin Zhiming said with a smile.
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"Zhi Ming, we are your elders, it doesn't matter if you give us red envelopes, take them back!" Meng Qiwen said with a straight face.
"This is my filial piety to you. You have to accept it. You have no choice but to accept it!" Lin Zhiming said seriously.
"Lao Meng, accept it, Zhi Ming's heartfelt wishes, but Zhi Ming, we don't want it if it's too valuable. We are ordinary people, there is no need to engage in those frivolous things. You, the businessman, need capital turnover, don't waste your money.
Waste it on us!" Gao Xuan said.
Seeing what Gao Xuan said, Meng Qiwen said nothing more.
"Hey, open it quickly and take a look. I'm very curious about what kind of red envelope my cousin has packed!" Meng Zijun urged.
"Can you open it now?" Gao Xuan asked.
"Of course!!" Lin Zhiming nodded.
Gao Xuan carefully opened the red envelope bag, revealing a piece of paper inside.
This piece of paper doesn't look like a check, it looks like it's folded out of A4 paper.
Seeing this piece of paper, everyone showed doubtful expressions.
Gao Xuan took out the paper and opened it.
When Gao Xuan saw the words on the paper, Gao Xuan was stunned.
There are a lot of words on the paper, but the general content is that Lin Zhiming authorized to donate 1% of the Lin Group's shares to Meng Qiwen's family. The shares can be sold and discounted. If not sold, Meng Qiwen's family will always enjoy the Lin Group's annual profits.
One percent dividend of profits.
One percent share?
Judging from the current market value of Lin Group's 10 billion, this one percent share is worth 100 million!
Just this small red envelope actually contains 100 million, which has exceeded the limit of Gao Xuan's imagination.
"What are you writing about, milk?" Meng Zijun asked anxiously.
"Zhi Ming...gave us one percent of his company's shares." Gao Xuan said, handing the paper to Meng Qiwen.
Meng Qiwen looked at what was written on the paper and said quickly, "I know my fate, this is not possible, this..."
"Grandpa, keep it. This is my small way of honoring you. With this 1% share, even if your uncle's business fails in the future, you won't have to worry about food and clothing, and Zijun's study and life will not be the same."
If there are any difficulties, grandpa, you can take grandma out for a walk. Didn't you tell me last time that your dream in life is to travel thousands of miles?" Lin Zhiming said.
"But this is too much. Zhi Ming, you need money for many things in business, so you don't need to give us so much!" Meng Qiwen said seriously.
"How much is a 1% dividend?" Meng Zijun asked curiously.
"Looking at last year alone, if the mid-year fines were not included, the Lin Group's profit last year was about 800 million. This year, our target profit is more than 1.5 billion." Lin Zhiming said.
"Fifteen hundred million... If you say one percent, that's fifteen million, my god! So many!" Meng Zijun said in horror.
"It's not much, but with this dividend, your life will be easier and you will have time to pursue what you want." Lin Zhiming said.
"That's too much, cousin, you'd better take it back. What motivation will you give me to fight in the future? No, no, no!" Meng Zijun shook his head.
"Just accept it. Zhiming has thought about this gift for a long time. This is his wish. For him, there is no difference between one percent more and one percent less. If you don't accept it,
Then he will be really sad!" Yao Jing said.
Hearing what Yao Jing said, Meng Qiwen and the others hesitated for a long time before accepting the red envelope given by Lin Zhiming.