"Hey, Dad, why is there mud on the car?"

Nan Yi went to pick up Nan Ruobin and Fan Hongdou when he returned to Hwangdao from the New Territories. Nan Ruopeng stepped on the mud as soon as he got in the car.

"Oh, dad bought a piece of land and just went to see it." Nan Yi answered Nan Ruobin and then said to Fan Hongdou: "Hongdou, are you still adapting to school?"

"Daddy, it's good. My classmates are all very nice to me."

"Dad, as long as I'm here, no one dares to bully Sister Hongdou." Nan Ruoping said scornfully.

"Huh? We Ruobin are still the bullies of the school?"

"No, I'm cute. Everyone likes me."

"Haha, you are so thick-skinned."

"Slightly!"

Nan Ruobing made a face at Nan Yi, and started playing with Fan Hongdou.

During dinner, Nan Yi asked the two little girls at the dinner table, "Ruobing, Hongdou, what musical instrument do you like?"

"piano."

"violin."

"Do you want to learn?"

"I want to." The two children said in unison.

"Learning a musical instrument is a very hard thing to do well. I will give you two days to think about it. Once you decide to learn it, you must persevere and not give up halfway."

"Dad, are you so serious?"

"Yes, very serious."

"Then I have to think about it carefully." Nan Ruopeng pouted and said, "Dad, the price of fried cypress has increased by five cents."

"so what?"

Nan Yi looked at Nan Ruobing with a smile on his face to see what trouble she was going to make.

"Should our dishwashing wages also be increased?"

"Salary increase? Don't even think about it. You broke a basin the day before yesterday. Dad didn't deduct your money, right? The day before yesterday, you broke the faucet and the water sprayed everywhere. I checked the water meter and it was flowing.

It’s more than a ton of water and repair costs, so I didn’t deduct any money from you, right?”

"Dad, you're talking nonsense. There's no way a ton of water has flowed out. Didn't I immediately turn off the main valve? At most, a little water flowed out."

"What about the repair cost?"

"Okay, if it doesn't rise, it won't rise, Zhou Bapi." Nan Ruoping muttered.

"I'll give you two Liu Wencai." Nan Yi smiled and put down the chopsticks in his hands, "I've finished eating. You two eat slowly, red beans. After washing the dishes, go to the balcony on the second floor to find your godfather. I put down the chopsticks last month.

I’ll pay you the wages.”

"Uh-huh."

Fan Hongdou picked up the rice and said with a sigh.

Fang Mengyin went to Yangcheng, and Xiang He followed. Now there is not a single servant in the three villas.

Here in Nanyi, he is responsible for cooking; over there with the bodyguards, they take turns cooking, and no one cleans the room or does the laundry. It's okay for a short time, but definitely not for a long time.

Once on the balcony, Nan Yi decided to hire some servants.

With two people cooking and one person cleaning and doing laundry, the three of us, plus Xiang He who is coming back, can basically have a good time.

Nan Yi was deep in thought when a catkin appeared in his eyes.

"Nansheng, drink tea."

"Have you eaten?"

"I ate it on the way back."

Nan Yi hummed and waited for Liang Huiwen's next words.

Liang Huiwen now plays a role similar to that of a housekeeper, and she also lives here now.

"Both factories are very good. I have signed a purchase agreement. All the original workers, except for the cronies installed by the former boss, are willing to stay."

"How long will it take to correct it?"

"One week."

"Is there anyone suitable to be the factory director?"

"The time is too short and we don't have a deep understanding. It's hard to say for the time being."

"Then you follow me. If you can dig inside as much as possible, then recruit from the outside. Each factory will pick one or two chickens to kill. After killing the chickens, give the remaining monkeys a 5% increase in salary.

salary."

"Nansheng, don't you go and see for yourself?"

"If you don't go, these two factories will be treated as your internship. If you do well, you will be rewarded with shares. If you do not, your year-end bonus will be deducted."

"clear."

"Go." Nan Yi waved his hand and asked Liang Huiwen to leave.

Not long after Liang Huiwen left, Fan Hongdou, who had finished washing the dishes, came over to Nanyi to settle his wages.

"You washed the dishes 13 times last month, and I helped you twice. For two of them, I could only give you half of the labor. Calculating this, how much should you get?"

"Daddy, the total is 84 yuan."

"By the way, the math is quick." Nan Yi took out a one hundred Hong Kong dollar and handed it to Fan Hongdou, "give me 16 yuan."

"Daddy, I don't have any change. I put it all in the piggy bank." Fan Hongdou took the money, stuffed it into his pocket and put it away before saying.

"Then remember it first and deduct it from this month."

As Nan Yi spoke, he tore off a piece of notebook from the table and drew a withdrawal slip on it. After drawing, he put the pen back into his jacket pocket and pulled out another stroke from his pocket.

Got a pay stub.

He tore the paper along the middle, handed half of the pay slip to Fan Hongdou, and pointed at the withdrawal slip, "Here, keep the pay slip and sign here."

Fan Hongdou took the pay slip, looked at it carefully, then looked down at the withdrawal slip, then picked up the pen and signed her name at the signature area.

"Okay, let's watch TV."

"Goodbye, godfather."

Fan Hongdou touched his pocket and left happily.

Nan Yi took a book and read it quietly on the balcony.

Two hours later, the withdrawal slip on the table changed. The form drawn by Nan Yi and the written words disappeared, leaving only Fan Hongdou's signature.

Nan Yi put down the book and started writing on the "withdrawal slip" again. However, the withdrawal slip could no longer be called a withdrawal slip, but turned into a loan slip for Fan Hongdou to borrow 1,000 Hong Kong dollars from Nanyi.

After writing it, Nan Yi put the loan slip into his notebook.

When Fan Hongdou comes to collect her salary next month, Nanyi will take out the loan slip and educate Fan Hongdou so that she understands that some words cannot be signed randomly.

…

"Selling glutinous rice balls, selling glutinous rice balls. The second brother's glutinous rice balls are round and round, and a bowl of glutinous rice balls is full and full. You can buy a bowl for thirty cents. Selling glutinous rice balls for glutinous rice balls, glutinous rice balls for glutinous rice balls can also be used as tea and rice..."

April 19th, Stanley Street, a very stylish teahouse.

The owner of this cafe must be a nostalgic person. The walls are covered with popular female stars and actresses from the 1950s and 1960s. The phonograph in a corner is playing "Selling Rice Balls" from the 1950s.

In an area opened by the boss for his private enjoyment, Nan Yi also saw many photos of the boss and actresses posted on the wall, most of which were in nightclubs in the background.

"Boss, it turns out you are from my uncle's group?"

Nan Yi looked away from the wall and asked the boss who was preparing tea for him.

When the teahouse owner heard this, his hands shook and the tea almost overflowed. He calmed down, put down the teapot, and then said: "Young man, do you know my uncle's group?"

"I've heard a little bit about it."

"Then do you know Retiro Garden?"

"Li Caifa's, right?"

"I used to stay in Lichi Garden all year round and was the leader of a young uncle's troupe. At that time, I supported a female actress named Zhuzhu, and the craziest thing happened was that I spent 50,000 yuan on her in one night."

"Boy, you are really sharp. You could spend 50,000 yuan in the 1950s. So your family should have its own private jet fleet now, right? Do you have fifty?"

The purchasing power of HKD 50,000 in the 1950s is slightly less than that of RMB 50,000 today, but it is a huge amount of money.

"Oh, loser, otherwise I wouldn't be opening a teahouse here now, and I would have to serve a young man like you."

"Haha, the tutors from the Zhong family are really good. Boss Zhong, you are only in your early forties this year. When Litchi Garden was not destroyed, you would have been in your teens at most.

My uncle, spend 50,000 yuan, and put a little more thought into your stories next time. Don’t think that I, a young boy from the mainland, can’t figure out the affairs of Xiangguan.”

"Hahaha, it turns out you knew who I was."
To be continued...