sjar Chapter 1043 Purchase of Treasury Bonds
Chapter 1043 Purchase of Treasury Bonds
When Zhou Qi opened his bulging briefcase, revealing the neatly stacked banknotes inside, the crowd was so shocked that they were speechless.
How could these neighbors, who had never seen a millionaire before, have ever seen such a scene? Bundles of banknotes were placed before their eyes, making their hearts beat fast.
"Everyone, line up in two rows, and we'll follow the order."
Zhou Qi shouted to maintain order. The July sun was so hot that it could melt the asphalt road. People were squeezed together and it was even more uncomfortable. The heat was like a furnace.
But I didn't expect the line to get longer and longer, and finally it was about a hundred meters long.
Such a long line attracted many onlookers. When they got closer to ask, they found out that they were going to exchange treasury bonds for cash. Many of them ran home, brought the treasury bonds from home and stood at the back of the line.
Originally, I only wanted to collect treasury bonds from more than 1800 people in the glass factory, but in the end, nearly people came.
The whole family, young and old, worked together until the sun set. They spent all the 500,000 yuan in cash, but there was still a long queue outside.
"My fellow villagers, today we have redeemed all our money!"
Zhou Qi wiped the sweat off his forehead and shouted, "Let's get up early tomorrow. My Zhou family keeps their word and will make sure you don't suffer any loss!"
Those who didn't get their money back stamped their feet in anxiety, and a few bold ones even wrote IOUs on the spot.
By the time we finally persuaded the crowd to disperse, it was already dark.
At this time, the old workers in the glass factory finally had time to gather around and asked Zhou Mingfa and his family all kinds of questions.
The workshop director, Lao Zhang, patted Zhou Qi on the shoulder and gave him a thumbs up: "You are really good at this, kid!"
"Old Zhou, this time it's all thanks to you for helping us out of this urgent situation!"
"God has mercy on us. We have finally met a living Buddha this time. If we don't get the cash, we will be left with nothing."
"That's right! We get a salary of more than 20 yuan a month, all in the form of treasury bonds. If we spend it on the market, we have to pay half the price. Isn't this the same as deducting our hard-earned money?"
Thousands of factory workers gathered around Zhou Mingfa, talking in a flurry. The corridor was packed with people.
When they saw the Zhou family's uncle and nephew carrying whole sacks of cash to exchange for treasury bonds, many people were so excited that they wiped their eyes.
Although people are not obsessed with money these days, who doesn't live on pennies?
It was almost late at night when Zhou Qi finished the redemption and got on his motorcycle and rushed home.
He has been planning to move to a new house these days as the tube-shaped building is really cramped.
But I couldn't find any suitable housing after searching half the city. What's even more troublesome is that there is no electricity at home - the power supply company said that industrial electricity is in short supply now, and residential electricity use will have to wait in line.
As soon as I turned off the car lights and walked towards the corridor, I smelled the scent of powder wafting from the darkness.
"Where has Brother Xiao Qi been making his fortune recently?"
Zhang Li came over gracefully in plastic sandals, her scarlet lips glistening in the corridor light, and her tight dacron shirt was so stretched that it was about to tear.
"Sister Li is joking. I just do some small business to make a living."
Zhou Qi took a half step back without leaving any trace, his back resting against the hot concrete wall.
The behavior of this older female neighbor is well known throughout the building. The water tank filled with beer in her house has "chilled" countless male guests.
"How about coming to my room and sitting down? The beer cooled by the well water is refreshing, and I'll fry you a plate of bacon..."
As Zhang Li spoke, she deliberately pulled at her collar, revealing her white chest, making people dizzy.
Before I could reply, the door next door suddenly slammed shut, and Auntie Fatty's loud voice exploded like thunder: "You slut is horny again! Be careful of retribution!"
Zhou Mingfa took the opportunity to slip through the iron gate of his house, with Zhang Li's drawn-out voice still clinging to his back: "I'll save the beer for you."
Aunt Fat was so angry that she stamped her feet. That bastard Zhou Qi had embarrassed the girl time and again. She was planning to find Zhou Qi's cousins to ask for an explanation.
Zhou Qi whistled and pushed the door open. Lin Ruixue had already cleaned the house and made it shine. The cement floor was wiped clean enough to reflect a person's reflection.
Afraid that her husband would get too hot, she even sprinkled some water on the ground to cool him down.
"Are you back?" Lin Ruixue greeted him tenderly, her silk nightgown swaying slightly with her movements.
"Is the little one asleep?"
"Just coaxed her to sleep."
Under the kerosene lamplight, the light apricot silk nightgown glowed softly, making Lin Ruixue look like a fairy from a painting.
Zhou Qi quickly stripped off his sweaty vest and strode towards the steaming bath tub in the room.
"Is the work in the accounting office going smoothly?"
"Accountant Zhang and the others treated me very well. They just helped me sort out the bills."
Lin Ruixue followed him with her slippers in hand, scooped up some warm water and poured it on her husband's sturdy back: "But what you said makes sense. Let's buy some maltose tomorrow and share it with them."
The steam made people feel lazy, and Zhou Qi suddenly said, "I have to go to Jinling in two days, and I have to go to Haicheng on the way."
Before he finished speaking, the sound of scooping water behind him stopped abruptly.
"How long will it take?"
"You'd better talk less..." Before he could finish his words, Zhou Qi suddenly pulled the man into the wooden barrel, splashing half a basin of water.
Lin Ruixue was so anxious that she kept pounding his chest: "You're asking for death! The child just fell asleep!"
The wet silk fabric clung to her body, revealing a certain charm that she didn't usually have.
When it was late at night and everyone was asleep, most of the water in the barrel had already spilled onto the ground.
Lin Ruixue wrapped herself in a towel and glared: "Are you a wolf?" The corners of her eyes were still red, but her voice was full of sweetness that could not be concealed.
"Wife, it's not that I don't care about you, it's just that I can't control this matter! You will understand later that your man's physical strength is like a perpetual motion machine."
Zhou Qi leaned over the barrel, lit a cigarette, took a deep puff, squinted his eyes and added: "They say that a cigarette after sex makes you feel as happy as a god. The ancients were right."
Lin Ruixue rubbed her aching waist and sighed: "How can I go to work tomorrow?"
"You'll feel better after lying down for a while." Zhou Qi continued to blow smoke rings leisurely.
Zhang Li, who was crouching outside the door and eavesdropping, was already blushing and her thin shirt was soaked with sweat.
This unmarried woman in her thirties scratched the wall repeatedly with her fists, her nails almost worn out.
Listening to the noises in the room, she felt as if ants were crawling all over her body - after all, having experienced the pleasures of both men and women, she knew best that a man as long-lasting as Zhou Qi was a rare treasure.
After sneaking back home, Zhang Li bit the corner of the quilt and tossed and turned in bed: "Xiao Qi, Xiao Qi, I don't believe that you don't have any feelings for me."
The more he thought about Zhou Qi's good things, the more he disliked his new daughter-in-law Lin Ruixue.
"Are you really going out tomorrow morning?" Lin Ruixue asked, lying on her husband's strong chest.
“You have to go!”
Zhou Qi has been spending his daytime hours these days helping his cousin Zhou Ming make a fortune. He has to keep an eye on the purchase of treasury bonds and also has to work on the design of new wine bottles.
He never imagined that the glass wine bottles that can be seen everywhere in later generations would have to be revised more than twenty times before they meet the standards today.
Zhou Qi's shoes are almost worn out from running around the glass factory these days. Every time he gets a new sample, he rushes to find his cousin to check it.
After struggling until midnight on the third day, we finally made a wine bottle that met the standards.
During these three days, the sales of "Shengshi Tianxia" continued to be hot, and the eight major dealers reported good news frequently.