On the dusty cement road leading to the Tiangong smelter, a half-old black Crown 2.0 sedan, at a speed of 60 kilometers per hour, kicked up yellow dust from the rear of the car, and moved slowly in the direction of the smelter.

Yang Weiping, who changed into an ordinary casual T-shirt and trousers, sat in the driver's seat with a smile on his face, and while driving the car, he turned his head from time to time to amuse Luo Xiaotong who was sitting in the passenger seat.

Luo Xiaotong, dressed in a new set of women's clothes for Hong Kong middle school students, turned sideways to face Yang Weiping, and kept telling him interesting stories about her at school like a lark.

A week ago, Yang Weiping spent money to send Luo Xiaotong to Kowloon No. 5 Middle School for sixth grade through the relationship of the original owner of the smelter, but the little girl was very happy.

Luo Xiaotong is very talented in language, and he learns Cantonese very quickly, and can basically communicate with Hong Kong locals in some daily language.

If she wants to integrate into Hong Kong society as soon as possible and adapt to life here, it is undoubtedly the best choice for her to enroll in school.

Therefore, after obtaining Qiu Fang's consent, Yang Weiping sent Luo Xiaotong to a full-time boarding school.

Although Qiu Fang was still a little worried about her daughter's safety, for the sake of her daughter's future future, she could only ask Yang Weiping to take care of her more.

Qiu Fang knew that Yang Weiping was very busy during this time, and she couldn't help at all, and she didn't know what he was busy with.

I only know that he went out early and returned late a while ago, and for a few days he stayed up all night in the apartment in a row, saying that he was rushing to draw paper. She didn't know anything about this, except for staying at home and cooking three meals a day, she cleaned every corner of the house every day and tidied up all the rooms neatly.

This morning, Yang Weiping deliberately picked Xiaotong out of school, and then went home to pick up Qiufang, saying that he was going to take them to a place, claiming that it was already the first industry he earned after coming to Hong Kong.

Although Qiu Fang recognized Yang Weiping as a very capable man, she still had doubts about earning a fortune in Hong Kong in such a short period of time.

The previous expenses were all exchanged for cash by exchanging the five gold bars he brought, so that he had the money to rent a house, buy new clothes, and meet various expenses such as daily food expenses.

The price of goods in Hong Kong is really expensive, rice costs eight yuan per catty, meat costs twelve yuan per catty, and even one catty of vegetables costs four yuan, which is more than ten times more expensive than the average when I was in Jinnan County.

Now she has to pay more than 100 yuan for food every day, and she is so nervous that she doesn't dare to spend a penny easily.

The car drove all the way from the apartment, and Qiu Fang sat in the back seat of the ground through the window glass and found that the place she passed through seemed to be getting more and more desolate, and there was basically no sign of inhabitation.

"Sister Fang, it's almost there. Yang Weiping turned his head while driving the car and said, "Don't look at this place now, it looks a little remote, but in a few years, the land price here will definitely double continuously." ”

"Wei Ping, how do I feel that this place is similar to our hometown countryside. Qiu Fang looked at the half-human-high weedy hillside on the side of the road, and asked with a puzzled look: "It turns out that Hong Kong also has wasteland in the countryside!"

Qiu Fang's words are actually not an exaggeration at all.

The smelters are all heavily polluting plants, and the sewage and waste gas discharged from the plants are extremely polluting to the environment. As a result, such factories have traditionally been located away from densely populated urban areas.

For example, Tiangong Smelter is located in the eastern remote area of Guantang Industrial Zone, close to the mountains and the sea, and only a two-lane cement road is connected to the outside world, and both roads are shrubs and weeds in the wilderness.

At present, this wasteland has not been developed, but it has been classified as an industrial land owned by the Kwun Tong Industrial Park by the British Government of Hong Kong.

For Hong Kong, which adds up to just over 1,100 square kilometres, this offshore hilly area of about 2 square kilometres is already a very rare piece of idle land. …,

"Sister Fang, the land in our hometown can't be compared with the land in Hong Kong. Yang Weiping said with a smile: "Don't look at the land that I just used to be wasteland, just that acre of land costs more than 50,000 Hong Kong dollars, and you have to pay for it yourself to invite someone to come to Ping." ”

"An acre of wasteland costs so much money! Whoever buys it is a fool. Qiu Fang couldn't help but shake her head again and again.

"Sister Fang, now there are only more than 50,000 acres of land here, and after three or five years, these lands, there is not one million per acre, and I don't want it. Yang Weiping didn't seem to mind Qiu Fang's long hair and short knowledge at all, and laughed loudly: "I will now take out four million to buy land, and this money can be turned into forty million, four hundred million, Sister Fang, do you think you should do such a money-making business?"

"Forty million?!Four hundred million?!" Qiu Fang was suddenly so shocked that she quickly reached out and covered her mouth, so as not to scream in shock. Immediately, as if she had thought of something, she frowned slightly and asked, "Wei Ping, how can you have four million in your hand?" Although I am a country woman, I know how much four million is. It's only been more than half a month since we came to Hong Kong, don't you want to tell me that you've earned four million?"

"Hehe, Sister Fang, do you think I look like a bragging and big talker?" Yang Weiping smiled a little proudly: "I'll tell you the truth, I have already sold those drawings I drew a few days ago to the Germans for five million dollars." ”

"How much? How much did you just say? Five million, or dollars?!" Qiu Fang's eyes widened, and her eyes were full of disbelief and horror.

She didn't know what the US dollar was before, but it was only after she arrived in Hong Kong that she learned that in addition to the renminbi, there are also foreign currencies such as Hong Kong dollars, US dollars, and British pounds.

Yang Weiping told her that the US dollar is the common currency of the world, and one US dollar can be exchanged for more than five yuan, which is a hard currency like gold, so it is also called the US dollar.

Five million US dollars is not equivalent to more than 20 million yuan! Qiu Fang was almost stunned by what Yang Weiping had just said.

More than 20 million yuan, my God, I'm afraid that the entire Jinnan County doesn't add up to so much money!

Is it so easy to earn money in a capitalist society?

"Oh my God! Five million dollars! Uncle Yang, is what you said true?" Luo Xiaotong's pretty face was also full of surprise, looking at Yang Weiping blankly, and muttered to himself.

"That's right, it's five million dollars, and that's half the price. Yang Weiping smiled disapprecitately.

In the extreme shock and stunned of Qiu Fang's mother and daughter, the crown car quickly arrived at the gate of the Tiangong smelter and stopped steadily.

Yang Weiping jumped down from the driver's seat, opened the rear door, and smiled kindly: "Sister Fang, it's here." ”

Qiu Fang pulled the hem of the dark blue skirt she bought from a stall on Temple Street, stepped out of the car in high-heeled leather shoes that she was not used to, and looked up.

The first thing that came into her sight was the two large rusty iron gates, flanked by moss-covered walls that stretched for hundreds of meters.

There are several sections of the wall, and there are some construction workers wearing hard hats.

Under the guidance of Yang Weiping, Qiu Fang slowly followed behind her daughter, entered the factory through the side door, and saw Xiang Rong coming out of the communication room, Yanran greeted him with a smile, "Brother Xiang." ”

"Uncle Xiang, why haven't I seen you go home during this time!" Luo Xiaotong also greeted Xiang Rong very politely.

"Our Tongtong is really getting more and more beautiful, much more beautiful than those little girls in Hong Kong. Tongtong, you will take the factory as your home in the future. Xiang Rong smiled lovingly at Luo Xiaotong, then turned to Qiu Fang and asked happily, "Brother and sister, are you still used to it along the way?"

"I'm used to riding in the car, but I'm not used to wearing these high heels. Qiu Fang said, looking down at the black and shiny high-heeled leather shoes she was wearing on her beautiful feet. …,

"If you don't get used to it, you have to get used to it, brother and sister, you will follow the boss in the future, but you will enjoy being a rich wife. Xiang Rong said seriously.

The three words "Mrs. Fu" suddenly made Qiu Fang stunned, followed the jade face and continued to lower her head, for fear of being discovered by Yang Weiping.

Yang Weiping secretly gave a thumbs up to Xiang Rong, and Xiang Rong nodded and smiled knowingly.

After getting along for a while, Xiang Rong and Xiang Yang had already seen that Yang Weiping was interested in Qiu Fang, and it was clear that they wanted to marry her as a daughter-in-law.

A man can work hard for a woman, and this affection is more precious than gold.

In this regard, of course, the brothers expressed their support.

Luo Mingzheng has been dead for ten years, and Qiu Fang has been widowed for ten years, no matter how you say it, she can be regarded as worthy of the dead Luo Mingzheng's junior brother.

Now it is a new society, not the old society before liberation, and it is not a big deal for widows to remarry, just in Qinghe Village, where they are located, there are several widows who have remarried.

Although Luo Zhenhai has the grace of teaching them art, and the relationship between them and Senior Brother Luo is also very deep, but people have been dead for so many years, and those who are alive have to continue to live!

Yang Weiping took great pains to bring them from China to Hong Kong, bringing them a happy life that they could never have imagined before, and giving them a new life. But wherever they can help him, the two brothers are definitely more positive than anyone else.

If Qiu Fang can marry Yang Weiping, this is definitely a good fate for their orphans and widows who can't be beaten with lanterns, and I believe that Senior Brother Luo is also happy to see such a result under Jiuquan.

Besides, as the widow of her younger sister Qiu Fang, Yang Weiping is willing to marry her, and she doesn't dislike her and carries a drag oil bottle, which is already a great blessing that she has cultivated for eight lifetimes.

"Ah Rong, you take Xiaotong to the office to sit for a while, and I will accompany Sister Fang around the factory. Yang Weiping opened the little girl without a trace, creating an opportunity for himself to be alone with Qiu Fang.

"Uncle Yang, I want to visit too. Luo Xiaotong pouted and seemed a little unhappy.

"Xiaotong, Uncle Yang has something to discuss with your mother, be obedient, and go to the office with you to play with Uncle Xiang for a while. Yang Weiping's eyes kindly reached out and stroked Luo Xiaotong's head, and smiled.

"Come, Tongtong, Uncle Xiang will take you to play. Xiang Rong came over and took Luo Xiaotong's hand, and walked towards the office building with a sullen little girl with a smile.

Watching Xiang Rong take Luo Xiaotong towards the dilapidated office building, Qiu Fang subconsciously glanced at Yang Weiping out of the corner of her eye, and felt an inexplicable nervousness in her heart for no reason.

Coming out of Shangling Village and coming all the way to Hong Kong, this is the first time she has been alone with him.

Although she is married to Luo Mingzheng, the only son of her adoptive father, Luo Mingzheng has never touched her body because she injured her kidney meridian because of her fist comparison with others.

It's the first time in so many years that she's been so close to a man.

Those men who had bad intentions towards her were all blasted out of the house by her without exception, and some who wanted to get close to her were even beaten by her to break their arms and legs.

The habit she has cultivated over the years has made her have a subconscious resistance to men in her heart, and she maintains a kind of vigilance and distance from everyone.

"Sister Fang, let's go, I'll take you around to take a look, this is our first industry. Yang Weiping smiled and beckoned to Qiu Fang.

Hearing the three words "ours", Qiu Fang's already tense heartstrings suddenly tightened even tighter.

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