OBS Chapter 1325 1984
Chapter 1325 1984
Chapter 1325 1984
The next day, the morning sunlight streamed into the room through the gaps in the curtains. Qin Hao got up early and was stretching his muscles in the yard.
Song Yunping returned from the vegetable garden carrying a basin of freshly picked vegetables. Seeing his energetic appearance, she couldn't help but smile and say, "Why are you up so early today?"
"I was just planning to discuss building a new house with my parents." Qin Hao took the shopping basket from her and wiped the sweat from her forehead.
A glint of expectation flashed in Song Yunping's eyes: "You really plan to tear it down and rebuild?"
"Of course." Qin Hao put his arm around her shoulder and walked into the house: "The house is too old now. There are cracks in the walls. It lets in drafts in winter and leaks rain in summer. My parents are getting old and it's not comfortable for them to live here."
After breakfast, Qin Hao spread the design drawings out on the octagonal table in the main room. Mr. and Mrs. Song looked at the impressive three-story villa on the drawings, their faces filled with hesitation.
“This is way too ostentatious.” Mr. Song rubbed his hands together, his brow furrowed. “Our family has always been honest and hardworking farmers. If we suddenly build a building like this, the villagers will start gossip.”
Song's mother chimed in, "Yes, although the policy has been relaxed now, who knows what will happen in the future? What if..."
Qin Hao understood his parents' concerns and patiently explained, "Mom and Dad, things are different now. Look at the construction team in Xiao Lei's village; they used to work for state-owned factories, but this year they're all building houses for private individuals. If others can build, why can't we, who aren't stealing or robbing?"
Of course, what Qin Hao didn't say was that the reason why the Xiaolei family construction team took on private jobs was mainly because they had fallen out with the state-owned factory.
Song Yunping joined in the persuasion: "Dad, Mom, don't worry. Ahao's business is so big now, it's normal for our family to build a nicer house. Besides, you've worked hard your whole lives, it's time for you to enjoy your retirement."
Seeing the expectant looks in their daughter and son-in-law's eyes, Mr. and Mrs. Song finally relented. Mr. Song sighed, "Alright, you young people have your own ideas, we old folks won't say anything more."
Qin Hao smiled and said, "That's great! I'll send the blueprints to Lei Dongbao today and have them start construction as soon as possible."
Just then, the sound of a car engine came from outside the courtyard gate. Qin Hao looked out the window and saw Yang Xun's brand-new Audi 100.
The car door opened, and Yang Xun jumped out first. Then he went around to the passenger side, opened the door solicitously, and helped a stylish young girl out of the car.
"Is this Yang Xun's girlfriend? What a beautiful girl." Song Yunping looked at the girl outside the courtyard with curiosity.
Yang Xun led the girl into the courtyard. The girl was visibly nervous, clutching Yang Xun's clothes tightly. Once inside, she took a deep breath and stepped forward, saying, "Hello, Brother Hao, my name is Dai Fengjiao, I'm Yang Xun's girlfriend. You can just call me Xiao Dai."
Qin Hao sized up Dai Fengjiao. She was in her early twenties, with fair skin, delicate features, and long, jet-black hair styled in fashionable waves. Although her clothes were very fashionable, her eyes were clear, her manners were proper, and she didn't have that mercenary air about her.
To be honest, Qin Hao actually had a pretty good impression of Dai Fengjiao. In the original drama, when she was with Yang Xun, he was still a small-time businessman who roamed the streets and alleys, someone people chased after, which shows that she wasn't entirely a vain woman. The reason she left Yang Xun later was because he disappeared from the hospital without saying goodbye, making her think that he had run off with the money she had borrowed.
"Hello, Xiao Dai, please come in and have a seat." Qin Hao nodded slightly to Dai Fengjiao.
Seeing that Qin Hao did not make things difficult for Dai Fengjiao, Yang Xun secretly breathed a sigh of relief and quickly pulled Dai Fengjiao to sit down at the Eight Immortals table.
Song Yunping poured tea for the two of them and said half-jokingly, "Little Dai, with your qualifications, you couldn't find anyone else, so why did you take a fancy to Young Master Yang?"
Yang Xun's face instantly turned sour: "Sister Pingping, what are you saying? My conditions aren't bad either!"
Dai Fengjiao glanced at Yang Xun smugly, then casually took Song Yunping's hand: "Did you hear that? My sister-in-law says I'm a good catch. If you don't treat me well, I'll have her introduce me to someone with good prospects."
Song Yunping patted Dai Fengjiao's hand playfully: "That's right, many of our school's teachers are single, and they're both knowledgeable and handsome."
Yang Xun could only turn to Qin Hao for help: "Brother Hao, look at them!"
Qin Hao, of course, stood firmly on Song Yunping's side: "My dear wife is right, you're just not good enough for Xiao Dai. Treat her well from now on, or I'll side with reason, not family."
After a few laughs and jokes, the atmosphere lightened considerably. Yang Xun then got down to business: "Brother Hao, there are some details I'd like to discuss with you regarding that breeding base."
Qin Hao nodded: "Tell me about it."
"The first issue is location. I looked at several places and felt that the climate in Heilongjiang was most suitable for mink farming..."
Yang Xun explained his plan in detail, including the scale of breeding, species selection, and preliminary budget.
Qin Hao listened carefully and then made two requests: "First, the hygiene conditions at the breeding base must be excellent. Second, live skinning is strictly prohibited in pursuit of higher fur quality."
Yang Xun and Dai Fengjiao both understood the first point. However, the second point puzzled them.
"Brother Hao, I've heard that's how it's done in this business." Yang Xun scratched his head: "The fur from live skinning is of the best quality and can fetch a high price."
Qin Hao's attitude was firm: "The so-called upper class in these developed countries in Europe and America is rather hypocritical. On the one hand, they flaunt the luxury of animal fur to flaunt their status, while on the other hand, they criticize the inhumanity of skinning animals alive. If animal protection associations in these countries find out, we are likely to face a boycott. I cannot take that risk."
Dai Fengjiao blinked: "Isn't this foreigner just burying his head in the sand? He wants to enjoy the luxury of furs while pretending to be kind."
"That's their double standard," Qin Hao laughed. "So we need to mitigate the risks in advance."
Yang Xun nodded thoughtfully. He realized that although he had been in foreign trade for so many years, he actually didn't understand overseas markets. At that moment, he secretly regretted his impulsive decision to leave Haoran International. Unfortunately, there's no going back, and now he could only go down this path to the bitter end.
After finishing their business, Yang Xun hesitantly pulled Qin Hao aside and said, "Brother Hao, there's something else I'd like to ask you for help with."
"What's up?"
"It's just that... my mom has some issues with Xiao Dai." Yang Xun rubbed his hands, looking troubled. "Could you put in a good word for me? My mom listens to you the most."
Qin Hao said seriously, "Time will tell. Xiao Dai is a good person, and Director Yang isn't an old-fashioned stubborn person. As long as your lives get better and better, she won't make things difficult for Xiao Dai."
Yang Xun gave a wry smile: "I hope so."
Qin Hao patted him on the shoulder: "Since ancient times, whether a mother-in-law and daughter-in-law can have a harmonious relationship depends not on the woman, but on the man. As long as you don't favor one side and treat everyone equally, the family won't fall into chaos."
Yang Xun scratched his head thoughtfully: "Brother Hao, but she's still my mom."
Qin Hao said irritably, "Then you should just live with your mother. Why bother ruining Xiao Dai's life? Xiao Dai is a good girl. She traveled all the way from Northeast China to your hometown with you. Even after your mother treated her like that, she didn't break up with you. You should be secretly happy."
Yang Xun: ...
After seeing Yang Xun and Dai Fengjiao off, Qin Hao took the blueprints to the Xiaolei Village team headquarters. He originally planned to ask Lei Dongbao for help, but when he arrived at the headquarters, he learned that Lei Dongbao had gone to the city to apply for a loan.
"Uncle, who's in charge of the Xiaolei family construction team now?" Qin Hao asked.
The old Party Secretary, puffing on his pipe, said, "Shigen is in charge of the construction team now. I'll have someone bring him over right away."
A short while later, Lei Shigen rushed to the team headquarters. Taking the blueprints Qin Hao presented, his eyes widened in astonishment: "Haozi, are you building a house or a palace? Once this is built, I reckon every house built within a ten-mile radius will be based on your blueprints."
Qin Hao laughed, "It's not that exaggerated, it's just a regular three-story building. Money is no problem, I can pay in full at once, but you can't cut corners. Otherwise, if I find out when I get back, don't blame me for tearing down the construction team's sign."
Lei Shigen quickly replied, "Look at what you're saying! We wouldn't cheat our own people, no matter who we cheat. Don't worry, it'll be made with the best materials, by the most experienced master craftsman. I guarantee you'll be satisfied."
After finalizing the house construction arrangements, Qin Hao chatted with the old Party Secretary for a while before saying goodbye and heading home.
At the end of August, when Qin Hao and Song Yunping left, the Song family's old house had been completely demolished, and the Xiao Lei family construction team was digging the foundation. Song's parents moved into Qin Hao's house and were taken care of by a dedicated person.
On September 1st, Qin Hao transited through Shanghai to the United States. Just two days after arriving in the US, he received a call from Liang Shenchen.
"Hello?" Qin Hao answered the phone, somewhat puzzled as to how this girl knew his whereabouts.
"It's me!" Liang Sichen's clear voice came from the other end of the phone: "Why are you only arriving in America now? I've been waiting for you for so long!"
Qin Hao chuckled: "How did you know I was here?"
“I call every day to ask!” Liang Sichen said matter-of-factly, “Your secretary knows me.”
Qin Hao had spent a considerable amount of time back in China this time, as he had a lot of things to take care of in the US. He didn't have time to hang out with the little girl. However, Liang Shenchen would still spend an hour or two at the company after school every day, and sometimes Qin Hao was too busy to even see her. But the little girl still enjoyed it immensely; in her words, Qin Hao was the only person who wouldn't deliberately indulge her.
Time flies, and a year has passed in the blink of an eye. In the summer of 1984, in the library of Jingzhou Chemical Company, Song Yunhui was engrossed in researching materials, his notebook filled with professional terms and data.
Suddenly, the notebook was snatched away. Song Yunhui looked up and saw Xun Jianxiang's grinning face.
"Stop fooling around, I'm busy." Song Yunhui reached out to snatch the notebook back: "I don't have time to go and please your mother-in-law for you."
The thought of Xun Jianxiang asking him to arrange a date with a girl, only to have the girl's mother choose him and cause a scene, filled Song Yunhui with rage. He'd always been the model child, and he'd never been so humiliated.
Xun Jianxiang didn't return the notebook to him: "You have the nerve to say that? You messed up such a simple thing. I'm not even angry with you, but you're the one getting angry with me."
Song Yunhui didn't say anything, just stared straight at him.
Xun Jianxiang felt uneasy under his gaze and reluctantly handed the notebook back to him: "Fine, I admit I was wrong, okay?"
Song Yunhui took the notebook: "Speak, what do you want?"
Xun Jianxiang thought for a moment: "The general affairs department had an overseas call looking for you, but they couldn't reach you, so they called the dormitory."
Upon hearing this, Song Yunhui immediately packed his things and stood up: "Why didn't you say so sooner?"
Xun Jianxiang looked aggrieved: "I was going to say that, but you interrupted me."
Song Yunhui didn't have time to argue with him and quickly walked towards the door. Just as he was about to leave, a clear female voice called out to him: "Wait, your book hasn't been registered yet."
Song Yunhui turned around and was immediately stunned. Behind the bookshelf sat a young woman, about twenty years old, with neat short hair, delicate features, and a cool demeanor. She wore a simple white shirt and blue cargo pants, but it couldn't hide her scholarly air.
After regaining his senses, Song Yunhui quickly handed the book to the other party for registration. In the few seconds of waiting, his heart inexplicably raced.
"Alright." The woman handed the book back to him, and when she looked up, her eyes met Song Yunhui's. The moment their eyes met, Song Yunhui felt his cheeks burn.
As he left, Song Yunhui inexplicably turned back for one last look. Xun Jianxiang, who had somehow caught up, patted him on the shoulder and teased, "So even you, Song Yunhui, have your moments of worldly desire!"
Song Yunhui blushed, a rare occurrence for him, and stammered, "I...I didn't say that, don't talk nonsense."
Xun Jianxiang put his arm around his shoulder: "But if you really manage to get together with someone, it'll be a way of venting the anger of the tens of thousands of men at Jingzhou Chemical Plant. I support you!"
Song Yunhui asked, puzzled, "What do you mean?"
Xun Jianxiang gestured behind him: "That woman was Liu Qiming, the daughter of Chief Engineer Liu. She's incredibly arrogant, looking down on everyone. There must be at least tens of thousands of male employees at Jingzhou Chemical, right? She didn't even fancy a single one. Isn't that outrageous? Isn't she clearly saying that Jingzhou men have no charm? If you can win her over, I, Xun Jianxiang, will be the first to admire you."
Song Yunhui glared at Xun Jianxiang: "Boring!"
After walking a few steps, I heard Xun Jianxiang call out from behind, "You've gone the wrong way! The General Affairs Department is over there!"
Song Yunhui took a few steps in the opposite direction, then heard Xun Jianxiang shout, "Wrong, it's this way!"
Song Yunhui turned around and glared angrily: "Which side is it?"
Xun Jianxiang grinned mischievously: "Over here."
When Song Yunhui finally arrived at the General Affairs Department, he overheard someone complaining, "Who is this? They haven't answered the phone for so long; soon the cafeteria will only have leftovers."
A nearby operator lowered his voice and said, "Shh, this was personally ordered by the section chief. Someone has to keep watch on this phone even in the middle of the night."
"Who's so arrogant?"
"I don't know, but he must be a big shot, otherwise why would the section chief take him so seriously?"
Song Yunhui stepped forward: "Senior Yu, I'll take this call."
Yu Shanqing was visibly taken aback when he saw that the person who came was Song Yunhui, then quickly handed him the microphone: "Hurry up and answer it, we've been waiting for ages."
Song Yunhui took the receiver and heard Qin Hao's familiar voice on the other end: "Xiaohui, the latest cutting-edge chemical engineering journals and some materials you requested have been sent to you. They should arrive in the next few days."
"Great!" Song Yunhui exclaimed excitedly, "I really need these materials!"
"By the way, just a friendly reminder," Qin Hao said with a smile, "you recognize this person."
Song Yunhui's mind was full of journals and documents, and he didn't care at all who Qin Hao was talking about.