Chapter 317 The First House in the Alley with a Private Electricity
Chapter 317 The First House in the Alley with a Private Electricity
Chapter 317 The First House in the Alley with a Private Telephone
Factory Director An supported himself on the table with both hands, looking at everyone with a firm gaze.
"Since everyone trusts me, let's start distributing the money proportionally now. This year, we'll give everyone 500,000 yuan as a bonus. Our factory's goal this year is to produce electric fan rice cookers and take our products abroad to earn foreign exchange."
A round of applause erupted from below.
The accountant had already counted all the money and neatly stacked it in bundles.
This year, Huang Ling received 100,000 yuan, and Song Ying received 50,000 yuan.
When the staff handed them the money, the heavy feel of it made their hearts beat faster.
The luggage they brought was packed full of ten stacks of banknotes. Huang Ling and Song Ying were much more emotionally stable this year compared to last year.
They were so surprised when they received their first dividend last year that they couldn't stop smiling. Now they are much calmer and are putting the money into their bags in an orderly manner.
Next was the factory's employee commendation meeting.
On the stage, the factory director's booming voice echoed throughout the entire venue.
"This year, we will give the top five employees in performance-based pay a storage-type electric water heater from our factory, as well as ten kilograms of pork and ten kilograms of rice, to recognize their outstanding contributions over the past year!"
A burst of enthusiastic applause and cheers erupted from the audience.
Then, the factory manager announced: "The top ten employees in terms of performance will receive an electric kettle, plus ten kilograms of pork and ten kilograms of rice!"
All the factory workers received ten kilograms of rice as a year-end bonus. The workers' faces beamed with the happy smiles unique to that era, chatting among themselves, creating a lively atmosphere in the meeting room.
"Do you know how much the storage-type electric water heater in our factory costs at the department store? It's 659 yuan. If we buy one, we'll have to go without food or drink for at least half a year."
"I won't take any more breaks from now on. I'll give it my all for next year's outstanding employee award. Even if it's just to get an electric kettle, I'll do it."
When Huang Ling and Song Ying arrived, they were looking forward to attending the factory's commendation ceremony and having a good time. They heard that the workers had prepared many wonderful performances, and they wanted to join in the fun.
But who would have thought that Director An would act unpredictably and start distributing money right away?
I saw two men walking ahead carrying bags full of cash.
Carrying so much cash to watch the spectacle? That's just plain stupid.
We need to hurry up and deposit it in the bank; we can't afford to lose it in the slightest.
Upon arriving at the bank, the staff led them directly to a small room inside.
I started counting the money carefully, and it took more than an hour to count it all.
It was already past 2 PM when I left the bank.
Back home, Huang Ling didn't even have time to rest. She went straight to the wardrobe, took out the iron box hidden at the very back, and then took out three more bankbooks from it.
Adding up the numbers on all the passbooks, their family now has a total of 190,000 yuan in savings.
When Huang Ling got home, the tension in her heart finally eased. She didn't dare to show anything unusual outside, for fear that people would find out that there was money in her luggage bag.
"Chaoying, our family has 190,000! 190,000!" he said excitedly, hugging Chaoying who was sitting next to him, looking at the bankbook together.
Zhuang Chaoying smiled and patted her back, her eyes filled with tenderness.
“Yes, 190,000. Our family has 190,000 now. Ah Ling, can we finally get a telephone installed?”
Huang Ling stood up abruptly. "Yes, you absolutely have to go. Chao Ying, since the post office is still open before the New Year, you'll come with me to the post office tomorrow."
Zhuang Chaoying smiled and nodded. Seeing Ah Ling happy made him happy, and the meaning of making money had become tangible.
The factory's development is only in its initial stage, so this amount of money is nothing.
Now, Meidi Home Appliances in Guangdong Province has started producing air conditioners, so their factory needs to step up its efforts.
The goal in 1987 was to earn foreign exchange and export home appliances to Hong Kong Island, Taiwan, and even overseas markets.
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I paid 5,000 yuan for installation, another 500 yuan for a landline phone, and I still have to pay 12 yuan a month for the landline.
The next day, two workers from the post office rushed over to install a telephone line for their home.
Soon, wiring and debugging proceeded smoothly and in an orderly manner.
Now, their family became the first in the alley to install a private telephone.
The two families gathered around the phone, with Song Ying sitting next to Huang Ling.
Huang Ling picked up the phone and dialed the number of the convenience store downstairs from Chang Cheng's parents' house.
"Hello, I'm looking for Huang Defa, who lives on the third floor of Unit 1, Building 1. I'm his youngest daughter."
"Okay, let's hang up."
After saying that, he hung up the phone, staring intently at the receiver, eagerly awaiting a response, his heart pounding uncontrollably.
Song Ying looked at Huang Ling with bright eyes. "Sister Ling, it's so nice to have a telephone at home. We don't even have to go out to make calls anymore. Sister Ling, your family is the first to have electricity and a telephone upstairs and downstairs!"
Huang Ling smiled and nodded. "Chao Ying keeps asking to get a phone, and since we're not short of money, I thought we might as well get it done sooner rather than later, so she can enjoy it sooner."
Just then, "Ring ring ring!"
Lin Dongzhe quickly reminded her, "Aunt Huang, the phone is ringing!"
Huang Ling immediately grabbed the phone, and her father's familiar voice came from the other end. "Ling, what's wrong?"
"Dad, we've installed a telephone at home. Please write down the phone number."
Mr. Huang quickly pulled out his notebook and pen from his pocket and carefully wrote down his youngest daughter's phone number. "Okay, is this the right number?"
Huang Ling smiled and confirmed. "Yes, that's it."
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After coming out from across the street, Lin Wufeng and Song Ying returned home and sat side by side on the sofa.
“Song Ying, let’s get a telephone installed at home after the New Year. I think it’s really convenient. Five thousand yuan is a good price.” Lin Wufeng said, gently rubbing the back of Song Ying’s hand with his thumb.
Recalling the fleeting envy he caught in Song Ying's eyes at Huang Ling's house earlier, he felt a pang of guilt. He had been so focused on developing rice cookers at the factory these past few days that he had neglected Song Ying's feelings.
Song Ying turned her head to look at him, a hint of hesitation flashing in her eyes. "Wu Feng, isn't five thousand yuan a bit expensive? Are you really going to get it done?"
Lin Wufeng looked at her with affection. Since she had raised a question, she must be hoping for a definite answer from him. "Peace, peace after the New Year."
"Okay, have a peaceful New Year."
Song Ying smiled and happily hummed a little tune as she walked towards the kitchen.
Wu Feng was practically a mind reader to her. She had been hesitant at first, but after hearing his firm answer, she instantly stopped agonizing over it.
Just like Sister Ling said, the sooner you buy, the sooner you can enjoy it. You'll have to install a phone sooner or later anyway, and you only have so much money, so you might as well install it now and be done with it.
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