The Pioneer of the Rebirth Era

It's not just Wanjun who feels that things are weird, but also several other companies. Those who can get ships to be second-hand traffickers in this year are obviously not ordinary people, otherwise they would not be able to get the procedures for cargo ships to enter the mainland, right?

Whether it's because the higher authorities deliberately did experiments and didn't tighten the procedures so tightly, or because of other reasons. In short, all the chickens who can do business now have their own ways.

Therefore, since Dongzi's side was regarded as a guiding light, Wanjun's family would not be the only ones investigating. At the same time, everyone believed that Dongzi's fortune was due to Zhou Yiren's guidance.

But after being pointed out, Zhou Yiren seemed to ignore these matters, and rarely saw Dongzi again. Do you often play with this little kid like Yang Dongxu? Could it be that Dongzi and Wu Aibing are really smarter than them, and they can be enlightened with just a few pointers, so they don't need to ask Zhou Yiren for advice?

With these questions in mind, the stalking of these families became even tighter. It's just that except for the few closest people, Yang Dongxu seldom shows too much in front of outsiders, so even if they want to break their heads, they can't think that these things have nothing to do with Zhou Yiren, but Yang Dongxu, a kid who often hangs around under their noses. from.

"75,000, first place, grandma, why don't you go up a little bit, is it true that I'm really going to encounter Waterloo once and work for little RB Bai?" Opening the package, he looked at the mail sent by Ono Matsutomo Yang Dongxu rubbed his forehead for newspapers about comics sales and RB economics.

"Dragon Ball" has been serialized since last year, and it has been out of control since then, occupying the number one throne in the RB comics industry for a long time. For those not very exciting plots before the World Budokai.

Because RB manga has just started not long ago, so the content that is a bit boring in the eyes of later generations is also interesting to read. This makes Yang Dongxu have no intention of speeding up the serialization, and is still updating slowly.

But with good grades, he can't make any money at all, which makes Yang Dongxu feel bad. It's all the result of my own hard work, so what's the deal with all the money going into Shueisha's pocket?

"Do you want to open another comic?" Throwing the newspaper in his hand aside, he picked up the recently published "Dragon Ball" comic and glanced at Yang Dongxu with a pensive look in his eyes.

Although he has absolute confidence that no matter how much money Shueisha earns now, one day he will spit it all out to himself, and his share will definitely not be less, but it has been almost a year, watching others eat meat I can't even drink the soup, I feel very upset, isn't it?

"Forget it, the content of the World Martial Arts Association has already started to be serialized, let's talk about the results again. If it doesn't work, then serialize another comic. I don't believe that with the results of "Dragon Ball", when I serialize the comic again Do you dare not give it to the share contract?"

Yang Dongxu pursed his lips and put the matter aside, then took out some brushes and manuscript paper from the package. Compared with the domestic environment where even comics do not know what it is.

The tools used by RB, which has already started, are naturally better and more professional. Of course, this is not without Yang Dongxu's unbalanced mind, taking advantage of a little advantage to find a balance factor is in it.

Faced with Yang Dongxu's petty temper, Shueisha naturally raised their hands in favor, although the procedures for mailing the package are a bit cumbersome, and the fee is not low.

But compared to the profits "Dragon Ball" created for them, it's not even a drop in the bucket. So they try their best to satisfy the things that Yang Dongxu asks for in a petty manner, not only give them, but also give them the best.

If there is any difference between the Spring Festival in 1982 and previous years, it is that the social environment has become more refreshing, and people have more smiles on their faces. At the same time, the first Spring Festival Gala will be aired.

Yang Dongxu didn't know when the first Spring Festival Gala was broadcast before rebirth. In his impression, televisions did not appear at home until 90 years later. Of course, televisions appeared because electricity finally entered the countryside after 90 years. s reason.

Not to mention whether the first Spring Festival Gala was broadcast this year because the general environment needs to be appeased after the crackdown. In short, CCTV has finally launched something new in addition to the news broadcast. This is undoubtedly good news for the entertainment market in the mainland.

This year Yang Dongxu still didn't come home, and Wu Aibing was very busy in Shenzhen and didn't return to Yanjing after the Spring Festival, so naturally he couldn't send him home. Dongzi was competing with the other three companies for the market at the end of the year. Needless to say, he was left as a grandfather. He had been working overtime for several days and hadn't seen anyone.

Old man Xuan has been haunted recently, not knowing that he is doing something mysteriously. As for Zhou Ya, Zhou Yiren obviously won't let Zhou Ya, a young girl, and Yang Dongxu, a kid, go out together. In Yanjing.

Wu Aibing is not here Yang Dongxu originally wanted to invite his mother to celebrate the New Year together, but was rejected. With the development of Wu Aibing in the past two years, his family's life has become much better. Although the daughter and son-in-law look down on business and still work in the factory, they no longer lack the stuttering, so she went to her daughter's house for the New Year.

On New Year's Eve, the Yang Family Banquet officially closed to thank guests. First, they were busy posting couplets, and in the afternoon, there were more than a dozen people chattering in the house, which was very lively.

The most popular in the crowd are the good-looking waitresses, not because Yang Dongxu is a beauty lover, but as a waiter, he looks too shabby, isn't it disgusting for customers?

In addition to the female recovery, there are three or four male waiters, as well as Nalan Yi's family. After two years of observation, Nalan Yi seemed to feel more at ease, so he took his wife, son and daughter-in-law from the countryside together.

The son and daughter-in-law help out at the Yang family banquet. A three-year-old grandson is usually accompanied by his wife, and sometimes he also plays in the small courtyard. He is very cute, but I don’t know if he can’t get enough to eat in the countryside. Biting everything he saw made Yang Dongxu very helpless. He had been bitten on his arms and thighs several times.

"Grandpa Nalan, do you know where old man Xuan has gone?" Old man Xuan has not seen anyone for three or four days since it's New Year's Eve. Yang Dongxu couldn't help feeling a little worried.

During this time, old man Xuan always asked for money for various reasons, except for buying houses and old things. It is said that the traditional Chinese medicine for Yang Dongxu needs money every day. As for why the Chinese medicine did not ask for money before, Yang Dongxu doesn't know, but he absolutely trusts old man Xuan.

Zhou Ya is in charge of Yang's banquet income. Dongzi and Yang Dongxu, the previous income of Wu Aibing, were all lost to old man Xuan.

So he never asked how old man Xuan spent money, so buying Chinese medicine also cost money. Old man Xuan told him something, which surprised Yang Dongxu.

It seems that old man Xuan is not such a coy person, no matter how money is usually spent, he has never reported to himself. But he was just surprised, and he didn't ask much.

"Are you afraid that Master Xuan will bring you trouble?" Nalan Yi stopped the knife he was chopping stuffing and turned to look at Yang Dongxu seriously.

"What do you mean?" Yang Dongxu scratched his head in confusion.

"Forget it, when Master Xuan comes back, let him tell you himself, I wonder if we can make it in time for the New Year's Eve dinner." Nalan Yi glanced at the lively scene in the yard with a somewhat complicated expression on his face.

This made Yang Dongxu even more confused, and he shouted in his heart: "What do you mean, you just say it, and don't say half of it, so I can't get the same meaning?"

At night, the old man Xuan still didn't come back, which made Yang Dongxu even more worried. He asked Nalan Yi several times, but he changed the topic, which made Yang Dongxu even more puzzled. What charades.

At seven o'clock in the evening, "News Network" was broadcast on time, and the noisy people in the hall quieted down and began to watch TV. That's right, the reason to stop making noise is to watch "News Network". In this era when there are not even variety shows, News Network will also be a TV show that people like to watch very much. Its popularity is better than those idol dramas and soap operas of later generations.

The New Year's Eve dinner officially started at 8 o'clock in the evening. Zhou Yiren finally broke away from work to catch up with the meal time. After Zhou Yiren sat in the chair next to Nalan Yi, everyone toasted to celebrate the Spring Festival.

This year, there are more Yang family banquet waiters whose families are from rural areas. They are used to life in Yanjing. Although they entrust most of their wages back to their parents, they are not very willing to go back.

The waitress and Zhou Ya made a large table, and Nalan Yi's daughter-in-law was also there. The boy in the back kitchen sat at another table.

Then there was the main table at Yang Dongxu's side. The table was very big and only Nalan Yi, Zhou Yiren, and Yang Dongxu, a little kid, sat there. Even Nalan Yi's son, if it weren't for Yang Dongxu's words, he might be sitting at another table with the kitchen staff.

Although everyone looks familiar at ordinary times, and Yang Dongxu often runs around in the restaurant, often joking with male and female employees, but the three tables clearly divide the priority and grade.

Yang Dongxu doesn't quite agree with such a thing, but he won't object either. The older generation has the attitude of the older generation, and people of this age also clearly distinguish between bosses and long-term workers. He doesn't need to have everyone sit together to show that his boss treats everyone equally.

Otherwise, not only the older generation like Nalan Yi would be unhappy, but even those employees probably wouldn't be able to eat well, so there's no need to make yourself feel uncomfortable.

When the dinner started, the first Spring Festival Gala also began to air. Zhao Zhongxiang gave the opening speech, and Yang Dongxu finally saw a familiar face on TV.

To Yang Dongxu, the content of the Spring Festival Gala was naturally not exciting or even a bit crude, but even so, the people in the hall watched it with gusto and forgot to eat, and even Nalan Yi's little grandson sitting in his arms was stunned for a while. Looking at the TV, we can see how lacking spiritual life people in this era are.

Watching TV while eating, Yang Dongxu did not see many familiar faces. After all, when he came into contact with the Spring Festival Gala, he bought a TV at home 90 years later.

At that time, except for a few familiar faces, the people who attended the Spring Festival Gala in front of me didn't know why they went there.

When the Spring Festival Gala came to an end, everyone felt that they were still unsatisfied, and Yang Dongxu went back to sleep with a little interest.

Before he got back to the courtyard and lay down, the old man Xuan who had disappeared for several days appeared in front of his eyes, looking a little embarrassed and extremely tired at the same time.

"What's the matter?" Yang Dongxu asked in surprise.