It's not just Wan Jun's side that feels weird, but several others feel the same way. In this year, it is obvious that the people who can get a ship to be a second-class dealer are not ordinary people, otherwise they would not be able to get the formalities for a cargo ship to enter the mainland, right?

Whether it is that the above intentional test is not so tight as the formalities card, or for other reasons. In short, the people who can do trade now are chickens who don't pee, and each has its own way.

Therefore, since Dongzi's side is regarded as a guiding light, the investigation will naturally not be limited to Wan Jun's family. At the same time, everyone also believes that Dongzi can make a fortune because of Zhou Yiren's guidance.

But after the instruction, Zhou Yiren didn't seem to care about these things, and rarely met Dongzi again. Do you often play with Yang Dongxu, a little kid? Could it be that Dongzi and Wu Aibing are really smarter than them, and they can open up their minds with a casual point, and they don't need to ask Zhou Yiren for advice?

With these questions, the eyes of these families are even tighter. It's just that except for the closest people, Yang Dongxu rarely performs too prominently 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 little kid who often dangles under their noses.

"70,005, first place, grandma, why don't you go up a little more, is Lao Tzu really going to suffer a Waterloo and work for little RB for nothing?"

"Dragon Ball" has been serialized since last year, and since then, it has been out of control and has long occupied the first place in the RB manga industry. For those plots that were not very exciting before the World Martial Arts Meeting.

Because RB comics have just started, the content that was slightly boring in the eyes of later generations is also interesting to watch. This made Yang Dongxu have no intention of speeding up the serialization, and he is still updating it unhurriedly.

But if you have good grades, you can't make any money, which makes Yang Dongxu hurt. It's all the result of my own hard work, and as a result, all the money goes into Shueisha's pockets, what's the matter?

"Do you want to open another manga?" threw aside the newspaper in his hand, picked up the recently published Dragon Ball manga and looked at it twice, Yang Dongxu had a contemplative look in his eyes.

Although he has absolute confidence, no matter how much money Shueisha makes now, one day he will vomit it all to himself, and the share that belongs to him will definitely not be less, but it's been almost a year, and he can't even drink soup when he sees others eating meat, and he feels very unhappy, isn't it?

"Forget it, the content of the World Martial Arts Association has begun to be serialized, let's look at the results. If it doesn't work, then serialize another comic, Lao Tzu doesn't believe that with the results of "Dragon Ball", Lao Tzu will divide the contract when he serializes the comic again, do you dare not give it?"

Yang Dongxu pursed his lips and threw the matter aside, and then took out some brushes and manuscript paper from the package. Compared to the domestic environment where even comics don't know what they are.

RB, which has already started, naturally uses better and more professional tools in comics. Of course, this is not without Yang Dongxu's unbalanced heart, and he took advantage of a little advantage to find the balance factor in it.

Shueisha faced Yang Dongxu's little temper, so he naturally raised his hands in favor, although the procedures for mailing the package were a bit troublesome, and the cost was not low.

But compared to the profits created by "Dragon Ball", it is not even a drop in the bucket. So these things that Yang Dongxu asked for in a petty way, they tried their best to be satisfied, not only giving, but also giving the best.

The Spring Festival of 82, if there is any difference from previous years, is that the social environment is more refreshing, and there are more smiles on people's faces. At the same time, the first Spring Festival Gala will be broadcast.

Yang Dongxu, who was broadcast before the first Spring Festival Gala before his rebirth, didn't know when the TV appeared at home after 90 years, of course, the appearance of the TV set was also because after 90 years, electricity finally entered the countryside.

Not to mention that the first Spring Festival Gala will be broadcast this year, whether it is 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, which is undoubtedly good news for the entertainment market in the mainland.

Yang Dongxu still hasn't gone home this year, and Wu Aibing is busy in Shenzhen and hasn't returned to Yanjing for the Spring Festival, so naturally he can't send him home. At the end of the year, Dongzi is competing with the other three companies in the market, and the rest of his godfather is needless to say, he has been working overtime for several days and has not seen anyone.

Old man Xuan has been elusive for a while now, and he doesn't know that the gods are secretly doing something, as for Zhou Ya, Zhou Yiren obviously won't let Zhou Ya, a young girl, go out with Yang Dongxu, a little kid, just after the crackdown, so Yang Dongxu can only stay in Yanjing during the Spring Festival.

Wu Aibing was not there, Yang Dongxu originally wanted to invite his mother over to celebrate the New Year together, but he was refused. In the past two years, with the development of Wu Aibing, his family has lived a lot better, although his daughter and son-in-law look down on business and still work in the factory, but there is no longer a shortage of stuttering, so she went to her daughter's house for the New Year.

The Yang family banquet on the Chinese New Year's Eve officially closed to thank guests, first busy posting couplets, and then in the afternoon, more than a dozen people in the house were chattering very lively.

The most in the crowd is a waitress with a good face, not that Yang Dongxu is a beauty control, but as a waiter, he looks too shabby, and the guests look unappetizing, right?

In addition to the female restoration, there were three or four male waitresses, as well as Nalan Yi's family. After two years of observation, Nalan Yi seemed to have a lot of peace of mind, so he took his wife, son and daughter-in-law from the countryside together.

The son and daughter-in-law helped in the Yang family banquet, a three-year-old grandson usually took his wife with him, and sometimes he also ran to the small courtyard to play, the tiger head and tiger brain are very cute, but I don't know if I can't eat enough in the countryside, Yang Dongxu is very helpless to see everything, and his arms and thighs have been bitten several times.

"Grandpa Nalan, do you know where Old Man Xuan went?" Chinese New Year's Eve Old Man Xuan hadn't seen anyone for three or four days, and Yang Dongxu couldn't help but be a little worried.

During this time, Old Man Xuan was always looking for various reasons to ask for money, except for buying houses and old things. It is said that it is for Yang Dongxu to make Chinese medicine every day, and it also costs money, as for why the traditional Chinese medicine didn't say that it asked for money before, Yang Dongxu doesn't know, but he has absolute trust in Old Man Xuan.

Zhou Ya is in charge of the income of Yang's family banquet. Dongzi and the income of the former martial arts Yang Dongxu were all lost to Old Man Xuan.

So he usually never asks how Old Man Xuan spends money, so it costs money to buy Chinese medicine, and Old Man Xuan specially told him, which made Yang Dongxu a little surprised.

It seems that Old Man Xuan is not such a twisted person, and he has never seen him report to him no matter how much money is spent. But he was surprised, and he didn't ask much.

"Are you afraid that Xuan Ye will cause you trouble?" Nalan Yi stopped the knife in his hand that was chopping the stuffing, and turned his head to look at Yang Dongxu seriously.

"What do you mean?" Yang Dongxu scratched his head with a puzzled expression.

"Forget it, wait for Xuan Ye to come back, let him tell you himself, I don't know if I can catch the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner in the evening." Glancing at the lively scene in the courtyard, the expression on Nalan Yi's face was a little complicated.

This made Yang Dongxu even more confused, and shouted in his heart: "What do you mean, what do you mean, don't say half of it, what do you mean if you can't get on or down?"

In the evening, Old Man Xuan still didn't come back, which made Yang Dongxu even more worried, and asked Nalan Yi several times, but he diverted the topic, which made Yang Dongxu even more confused, and he didn't know what dumb riddle he and Old Man Xuan were playing.

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, it's no longer noisy just to watch "News Network", in this era when there are no even variety shows, news broadcasts will also be TV programs that people like to watch very much, and their popularity is better than those idol dramas and soap operas in later generations.

At eight o'clock in the evening, the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner officially began, Zhou Yiren finally broke away from work to catch up with the meal, when Zhou Yiren sat on the main seat next to Nalan Yi, so everyone raised a glass to celebrate the Spring Festival.

This year, the number of waiters at the Yang family banquet in the countryside left more, and they have become accustomed to life in Yanjing, although they entrusted most of their wages to bring back to their hometown to their parents, but they are not very willing to go back.

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

Then there was the main table on Yang Dongxu's side, the table was very large, and only Nalan Yi and Zhou Yiren, as well as Yang Dongxu, a few little kids, sat on the table. Even Nalan Yi's son, if it weren't for Yang Dongxu talking, it would be very likely that he would sit at another table with the people in the back kitchen.

Although everyone usually looks familiar, Yang Dongxu often runs around the restaurant, often joking with male and female employees, but the three tables make the priority and grade clear.

Yang Dongxu doesn't agree with such a thing, but he won't object either. The older generation has the attitude of the older generation towards the world, and the people of this era also have a clear distinction between the owner and the long-term worker, so he does not have to let everyone sit together to show that he treats the owner equally.

Otherwise, not only are the older generations like Nalan Yi unhappy, but even those employees are estimated to be unable to eat, so there is no need to feel uncomfortable for themselves.

When the dinner was opened, the first Spring Festival Gala also began to be broadcast, Zhao Zhongxiang gave an opening speech, and Yang Dongxu finally saw his familiar face on TV.

The content of the Spring Festival Gala is naturally not exciting or even a little simple for Yang Dongxu, but even so, it still makes the people in the hall watch it with relish, forgetting to eat, and even Nalan Yi's little grandson is sitting in his arms, and he is also stunned and watching the TV, which shows how lacking people in this era are for spiritual life.

Watching TV while eating, Yang Dongxu didn't see a few familiar faces, after all, when he came into contact with the Spring Festival Gala, his family bought a TV set after 90.

At that time, except for a few familiar faces, none of the people in front of me who went to the Spring Festival Gala knew what they were doing, and they naturally didn't know each other if they hadn't seen it.

When the Spring Festival Gala ended, everyone felt that they were still unsatisfied, and Yang Dongxu was a little interested and went back to sleep.

When he returned to the courtyard and hadn't yet laid down, the old man Xuan, who had disappeared for several days, appeared in front of him, looking a little embarrassed, and at the same time looking extremely tired.

"What's going on?" Yang Dongxu asked with a look of surprise.