It was already eight o'clock in the evening after eating with Xu Jing, and on the way home to send her, Ding Le had been looking forward to Xu Jing being able to invite him upstairs to warm up.

How do you know that Xu Jing saw Ding Le's careful thoughts, and when she got out of the car at home, she pursed her lips and said with a smile: "I know what you're thinking, but I worked overtime until late at night two days ago, and I want to have a good rest tonight, so I won't invite you to go up and sit, I'm afraid that you will do bad things and affect my sleep!"

With that, she waved at Ding Le, turned around and floated away. Looking at the back of Xu Jing leaving, Ding Le had no choice but to give up and go home alone.

When Ding Le had just driven down from the West Ring Road and turned onto the surface road, his mother Fang Hongli called Ding Le: "It's Chinese New Year's Eve tomorrow, don't you have a holiday? Do you still know how to go home for the New Year?"

Mother on the phone with a little blame, since Ding Le became the head of the marketing department of the new district, he has been busier than before, he can't see anyone all day, and sometimes he goes home for dinner on weekends, and he leaves after eating.

"Mom, didn't I just finish my work, I'll go back and get home in ten minutes!" Receiving a call from his mother and feeling his mother's slight anger, Ding Le simply turned the car around and rushed directly to the family area of Haizhou Middle School.

When the car arrived at the gate of the community, Ding Le pressed the horn, and after two minutes, Father Wei, who was guarding the door, came out of the security room wrapped in a military coat and opened the door. Father Wei was a school security guard in his early years, and later when he was older, he showed the gate to the school's family area, his wife died of illness last year, and his two sons worked in Beijing, so he was alone.

He saw that it was Ding Le, and said enthusiastically: "You haven't come back for a while, Teacher Ding has complained in front of me a few times, saying that you are busy all day now, and you will come back to accompany your parents more when you are free!"

Daddy Wei's advice made Ding Le's heart warm, he was tired of work recently, and he really neglected to communicate with his parents. Ding Le took out two packs of Chinese cigarettes from the co-pilot's storage compartment and handed them to Daddy Wei: "Daddy's lesson is that I won't come back, and by the way, I will also give you an early year!"

After Ding Le drove around the community twice, he finally found a vacant seat, he parked the car, carried a bag in one hand, wine in the other, and two cigarettes, and walked slowly towards home.

After entering the door, the mother took the things from Ding Le's hand and said, "Do you still know to come back?"

"Mom, isn't this busy work, other units have a New Year's holiday, but our bank is the busiest during the New Year. Our marketing department is okay during the Spring Festival this year, there is no need to be on duty, you don't know what I was like last year!" Ding Le explained while changing his shoes.

Father Ding Jianguo heard the movement at the door in the bedroom, and also walked out, he said to Fang Hongli: "As soon as your son comes back, you will nag, and you will also give him a breather, I think he just refuses to come back because he is annoying to you!"

Ding Le saw that his parents had a tendency to fear each other again, and quickly interjected to change the topic: "Dad, I bought some tobacco and alcohol, you will just take it, tomorrow night Chinese New Year's Eve, I will drink two sips with you!"

The father looked at Moutai and Zhonghua on the table, and said with a smile: "Even if you kid still have a conscience, you still know that your father is so good!"

Ding Le looked at his mother next to him as if he was about to have a seizure, and hurriedly said, "Mom, don't talk yet, I have prepared a gift for you!"

After speaking, he took out a bundle of RMB from his bag and handed it to his mother as if offering a treasure: "Oh, this is my year-end bonus this year, and I will take it out to honor your old man!"

100,000 stacks of brand-new RMB is indeed very eye-catching, after my mother saw it, she was stunned for a while, and it took more than ten seconds to react: "You didn't lie to us, did you? There will be so many year-end bonuses?"

"Mom, I'm also a department leader, a person who earns hundreds of thousands of dollars a year, can I still use this money to fool you, this is indeed my year-end bonus, your son worked hard in exchange!" Ding Le couldn't help but laugh at his mother's reaction.

In 2007, the average annual salary of enterprises and institutions in Haizhou was between 10-150,000 yuan, Ding Jianguo and Fang Hongli also had intermediate and senior titles, and their annual income did not exceed 250,000 yuan.

According to the salary structure system of Haizhou Bank, as the president of the branch, Ding Le's salary is between 35 and 400,000 yuan, and the performance of the Taiping branch this year is particularly powerful, and Ding Le's annual salary has sprinted to 500,000 yuan.

With the sustained and rapid growth of China's economy, the banking industry in 2008 was still particularly moist, to paraphrase the controversial words of a bank president a few years later: "The profits of banks are very high, and sometimes they are embarrassed to announce them." ”

Moreover, by the end of this year, after the outbreak of the international financial crisis, China's economy is facing the risk of a hard landing, and in order to cope with this crisis, the central government has launched 10 measures to further expand domestic demand and promote steady and rapid economic growth, which is later known as the "40,000 yuan plan".

Banks will play an important role in this as the link between raising and distributing funds for economic construction, so the next few years will be very prosperous.

And these Ding Le can only silently put it in his heart, and in the face of his mother's doubts, he can only answer with my good performance and the bonus issued by the unit.

After Fang Hongli eliminated her doubts, she happily accepted Ding Le's filial piety, and she decided to save the money first and take it out when Ding Le got married in the future. Of course, if Ding Le knew his mother's inner thoughts at this moment, he would definitely vomit three liters of blood.

After successfully resolving the conflict between his parents, Ding Le took the initiative to ask about his parents' arrangements during the Spring Festival: "In the first month, which family will hold a happy event? Do the elders have to walk around with each other? Which relatives want to buy gifts to visit?"

Seeing that her son was so enthusiastic about family affairs, the mother said happily: "We have already arranged these, and you will be free to participate with us at that time!"

Since Ding Le can remember, the Ding family has always been a matriarchal society, and his mother arranges everything inside and outside the home, knowing that his mother has arranged everything properly, Ding Le naturally has no opinion.

After Ding Le finished washing up and returned to the room, he lay on his bed, he took out the original notepad from the bookshelf and turned it page by page.

It has been more than a year since he was reborn and returned to this world, and some people and things have completely changed the trajectory of their previous lives under his influence, and some have happened according to the trajectory of their previous lives.

Those people and things that have been changed by him, within a certain range, have produced a butterfly effect. It became increasingly clear to him that his existence was the most uncertain factor in the world. He kept his tentacles within a certain range, trying not to change the trajectory of the original operation of this world as much as possible.

Ding Le flipped through the notebook in his hand, and according to the memory in his mind, he picked up the pen from time to time to add some content on it. Of course, all of this is expressed in the form of numbers or letters, similar to the Morse code. Otherwise, if the secret of the notebook is discovered by someone else one day, he will not be able to explain it anyway.

After flipping through the notebook in his hand, Ding Le looked at the time, it was already ten o'clock in the morning in New York at this time, Ding Le took out his laptop from his bag and connected to the Internet at home, wanting to try his luck to see if Xia Xiao was not online.

The sound of firecrackers could be heard in the distance outside the window, and some families were already celebrating Chinese New Year's Eve. The date of Chinese New Year's Eve varies across China, and the Haizhou area will refer to the "day before Chinese New Year's Eve" as "Chinese New Year's Eve", as opposed to "Chinese New Year's Eve" on Chinese New Year's Eve.

Open the QQ software, what I saw was still a dim avatar, disappointed, Ding Le wrote an email to Xia Xiao, in which he told the story of the year-end bonus and the purchase of New Year's gifts to visit Xia's father and Xia's mother at her house.

At the end of the email, he also reminded Xia Xiao that the subprime mortgage crisis on Wall Street will intensify, and hopes that she will have time to pay more attention to it, and experience a once-in-a-century financial crisis firsthand, which will definitely be beneficial to her future career development.

It was already eleven o'clock in the middle of the night when Ding Le closed his laptop and fell asleep groggily.