The sound of singing and dancing came from the TV.

At the dinner table was a family that had just been filled.

Yao Jing was busy peeling shrimp for Lin Wan'er to eat.

Mencius, who had just successfully won back the money he lost in chess in the Glory of Kings, and had also earned a few hundred yuan, poured wine for Lin Zhiming.

Meng Guangsha buried his head in eating, Gao Xuan served vegetables to Meng Zijun and Lin Zhiming while serving vegetables, Meng Qiwen held a cup and sipped the aged Moutai brought back by Lin Zhiming.

Outside the window was the sound of firecrackers from time to time, and the cheers of the children downstairs were mixed in.

This may be the simplest and most beautiful year.

There is no cynicism, no intrigue, no means to survive, some are just a family together.

Lin Zhiming picked up the wine poured by Mencius, and said with a little drunkenness, "Thank you, grandparents, uncles, aunts, cousins, as well as my wife and my children, I wish you all the best and happiness in the new year, I did it, you are free!"

After speaking, Lin Zhiming drank the wine in the cup in one gulp.

"Come, cousin, I'll add wine to you!" Mencius poured Lin Zhiming full of wine like a dog.

"You're diligent and in a much better mood, aren't you?" said Lin Zhiming.

"I know cousin, you're deliberately losing money to me, thank you, cousin!" Meng Zijun said.

"How do you know that I deliberately lost money to you?" asked Lin Zhiming.

"You dare to keep looking for me to fight for your big moves, what are you not deliberately losing money to me?"

"I have understanding, I don't waste my cousin, I love you!" Lin Zhiming said.

"I'll say a couple of words. Meng Qiwen said seriously.

The people at the table fell silent.

"This is the first year that Zhiming has spent in our family, I am very emotional, and I am also very moved, Meng Ning left too early, so early that my memory of her has been a little blurred, but fortunately, her child appeared, if you want to say what was the happiest thing for me last year, that is, Zhiming found a way home, I have a thousand words in my heart to say, but now, these words have gathered into a glass of wine, I drank it, and you all did it!" Meng Qiwen said, raising his head and drinking the wine.

Lin Zhiming and the others also laughed and drank the wine.

The sumptuous dinner was almost eaten not long after, and the family got down from the dinner table and came to the living room to watch the Spring Festival Gala.

Meng Zijun obviously couldn't sit still, looking at his phone from time to time.

"Zijun, if you want to go out and play, go out. Lin Zhiming said.

"Let's wait. Mencius said reluctantly.

"What are you waiting for? Could it be that our family can't go out at night in the Chinese New Year's Eve?" Lin Zhiming asked.

"You have to wait until Zhao Shanshan's sketch is released before you can go out, this is the rule of our family!" Meng Zijun said.

"How can there be such a rule?" Lin Zhiming asked in surprise.

"Zhao Shanshan's sketch is the essence of the entire Spring Festival Gala, and it is also the climax, if you can't sit together and laugh with the whole family at such a moment, is it a waste of such an opportunity that can only be had once a year?" Meng Qiwen said.

"It makes some sense!" Lin Zhiming said with a smile.

"Every year after Zhao Shanshan's sketch is over, it is time to give a red envelope, otherwise Zijun will not be able to wait patiently. Meng Guangsha said.

"Dad, I'm not here for the red envelope, during the Spring Festival, the family should sit together to watch the Spring Festival Gala and chat, and then eat melon seeds!" Meng Zijun hurriedly said.

"That's okay, Dad, you also saw it, Zijun said that you don't need to give red envelopes!" Meng Guangsha said.

"I'll see it!" Meng Qiwen nodded with rare cooperation.

"Dad, grandpa, you guys actually joined forces to bully me, I want to be in one country with my cousin, cousin, let's be in one country, right?" Meng Zijun took Lin Zhiming's hand and said expectantly.

"I also agree with what your dad said!" Lin Zhiming said seriously.

Mencius pouted aggrievedly and looked at everyone.

Seeing Mencius's appearance, everyone couldn't help laughing.

Time came to about ten o'clock in a blink of an eye, and Zhao Shanshan's sketch had already been performed.

"Let's get a red envelope!" everyone line up and ask our parents for a red envelope first!" Meng Guangsha shouted.

The family except Gao Xuan all lined up in front of Meng Qiwen, Meng Zijun was the fastest, ranking first, and after everyone stood up, Meng Zijun knelt in front of Meng Qiwen and kowtowed, shouting, "Happy Spring Festival, Grandpa, I wish you good health and all the best." ”

Meng Qiwen nodded with satisfaction, took out the red envelope hidden behind him and handed it to Meng Zijun.

"I wish you success in your studies in the new year!" Meng Qiwen said.

Meng Zijun took the red envelope and turned around and retreated, followed by Meng Guangsha, Meng Guangsha also kowtowed and said auspicious words, and then received the red envelope, and then Meng Guangsha's wife.

After these people had received the red envelopes, it was Lin Zhiming's family's turn, and the three of them simply stood in a row, and then knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Meng Qiwen.

Meng Qiwen took out a large number of red envelopes from behind him.

"Fate, this is your red envelope, a total of twenty-nine. Meng Qiwen took a stack of red envelopes and handed them to Lin Zhiming, and said, "Grandpa has made up for the red envelopes that I owe you for the past 29 years." ”

Looking at the thick stack of red envelopes in his hand, Lin Zhiming's eyes couldn't help but turn red after all, he took the red envelope and kowtowed vigorously to Meng Qiwen, and said, "Thank you, grandpa." ”

"No thanks, grandpa just hopes that you can be safe in the future, so that your mother can rest assured below. Meng Qiwen said with emotion.

Lin Zhiming looked at Meng Qiwen in front of him, and his heart was full of emotion.

Yao Jing and Lin Wan'er also received red envelopes.

The money in the red envelope is actually not much, only a thousand yuan per person, but this is not a small amount for an ordinary family like Meng Qiwen.

Lin Zhiming received the most money, with 29,000 yuan in the twenty-nine red envelopes.

"Knowing your fate, my uncle will also make up for you the red envelopes of all these years!" Meng Guangxia also took a thick red envelope to Lin Zhiming, and it must have more than 20,000 yuan, and Yao Jing and Lin Wan'er also took a thick red envelope each, it seems that Meng Guangsha should have made a fortune after Lin Zhiming's last visit.

Meng Zijun prepared a red envelope, and this red envelope was for Lin Wan'er, because only Lin Wan'er was younger than him in the audience.

After everyone had given enough red envelopes, Mencius looked at Lin Zhiming with blank eyes and said, "Cousin, where are your red envelopes?"

"What, I'm just your cousin, so I can give you a red envelope?" Lin Zhiming asked with a smile.

"But you're ten years older than me! So much older, why don't you give me a red envelope, it's more or less a meaning, and I don't dislike three or five hundred!" said Mencius.

"Knowing your fate, you peers, you don't have to give him a red envelope! Don't get used to him!" Meng Qiwen said.

"Actually, I really prepared a red envelope for everyone!" Lin Zhiming said, glancing at Yao Jing.

Yao Jing walked to the side and took out her bag, and took out a red envelope from it.

The red envelope is very thin, and I don't know what exactly is in it.

Yao Jing walked up to Lin Zhiming and handed the red envelope to Lin Zhiming.

Lin Zhiming took the red envelope, walked to Gao Xuan's side, and handed the red envelope to Gao Xuan.

"Grandma, if I give the red envelope to my grandfather, he will definitely not ask for it, so I will give it to you, don't shirk, this is my filial piety to you, if you refuse, I will leave tomorrow." Lin Zhiming said with a smile.

"Fate, we are your elders, what do you give us red envelopes, take them back!" Meng Qiwen said with a straight face.

"This is my filial piety to you, you have to accept it, you have to accept it, you have to accept it!" Lin Zhiming said seriously.

"Lao Meng, take it, know your fate, but we don't want it to be too valuable, we are ordinary people, there is no need to engage in those virtual things, you are a businessman, you need capital turnover, don't waste money on us!" Gao Xuan said.

Seeing Gao Xuan say this, Meng Qiwen didn't say anything more.

"Milk, hurry up and open it to see, I'm curious about what kind of red envelope my cousin has wrapped!" Meng Zijun urged.

"Can I open it now?" asked Gao Xuan.

"Of course you can!!" Lin Zhiming nodded.

Gao Xuan carefully opened the red envelope, revealing a piece of paper inside.

This piece of paper doesn't look like a check, it looks like it's A4 folded out of paper.

Seeing this piece of paper, everyone showed puzzled expressions.

Gao Xuan took out the paper and opened it.

When Gao Xuan saw the words on the paper, Gao Xuan was stunned.

There are a lot of words on the paper, but the general content is that Lin Zhiming authorized to give one percent of the shares of the Lin Group to the Meng Qiwen family, and the shares can be sold for discount, if not sold, the Meng Qiwen family will always enjoy the dividend of one percent of the annual Lin Group's profits.

One percent of the shares?

According to the market value of the Lin Group of 10 billion today, the one percent of the shares is worth 100 million!

Just this small red envelope actually encompassed 100 million, which is beyond the limit of Gao Xuan's imagination.

"What are you writing about, milk?" asked Mencius anxiously.

"Knowing your fate... Gave us a percent stake in his company. Gao Xuan said and handed the paper to Meng Qiwen.

Meng Qiwen looked at what was written on the paper, and hurriedly said, "Knowing your fate, this is not good, this..."

"Grandpa, take it, this is a little bit of my filial piety to you, with this one percent of the shares, even if your uncle fails in business in the future, you don't have to worry about food and clothing, Zijun will not have any difficulties in his study and life, grandpa, you can take grandma out for a walk, didn't you tell me last time, your dream in life is to travel thousands of miles?" Lin Zhiming said.

"But this is inevitably too much, know your fate, you do business, you need to use money in many places, you don't have to give us so much!" Meng Qiwen said solemnly.

"How much can one percent of the dividends be?" Mencius asked curiously.

"Judging from last year alone, last year's Lin Group, if you don't count the mid-year fine, made a profit of about 800 million, and this year, we target a profit of more than 1.5 billion. Lin Zhiming said.

"Fifteen billion... One percent is fifteen million, my god!

"It's not much, but with this dividend, you can all live a little easier and have time to pursue what you want. Lin Zhiming said.

"That's too much, cousin, you better take it back, what motivation do you give me to fight in the future! No, no!" Meng Zijun shook his head and said.

"You just accept it, Zhifang has been thinking about such a gift for a long time, this is his intention, for him, there is no difference between this one percent more and one percent less, if you don't accept it, then he will really be sad!" Yao Jing said.

Hearing Yao Jing say this, Meng Qiwen and the others hesitated for a long time before accepting the red envelope given by Lin Zhiming.