Li Feng thought that one of them was young, and the other was not the same, so he stood up and said to Ding Zhilei: "Brother-in-law, Happy New Year, I toast you." ”

Ding Zhilei smiled and drank the wine and said, "Li Feng, you said this badly. Happy New Year, you toast me. Won't you toast me after the Spring Festival?"

Shen Suzhen saw that her son-in-law, who usually speaks and chews words, is very different today, presumably to ease the relationship with Li Feng for Zhao Yingdi. He was happy and grateful, busy persuading him to eat, and the family chatted while eating.

Ding Zhilei said to Zhao Jincai: "Dad, the day after tomorrow, Yingdi and I invite you to my house as guests, and my father and mother are also waiting at home." ”

Zhao Jincai pressed the hair on his forehead back with his hand and said, "It's all a family, why be so polite." Okay, the four of us will come over together. Don't be too manipulative, just be normal. ”

Shen Suzhen said: "Yes, Zhilei, if there are no outsiders, just be ordinary." None of the four of us are outsiders anyway. ”

The husband and wife can be said to be husband and wife, and they said the four of them very seriously. Ding Zhilei heard the sound outside the strings, and said with a smile: "Li Feng, when the time comes, let's have a few more drinks." Li Feng hurriedly said: "Certainly, definitely." ”

In the blink of an eye, it was the tenth day of the first month, and Shen Suzhen got up early in the morning. She has to sort out gifts for her in-laws and grandchildren. I have to dress up again, and I have to prepare clothes for Zhao Jincai. While busy, he urged his daughter to get up and help. After a busy morning, everyone got their clothes and gifts ready.

Ding Zhilei's family is a scholarly family, Shen Suzhen feels a little high, go to his house and try to prepare rich gifts, clean up the spirit, and try not to let her mother's family embarrass her eldest daughter.

It was almost noon, Li Feng called three rickshaws and carried the gifts to the middle one. Shen Suzhen sat in front of her and said, "Yingying, come, take one with your mother." Zhao Yingdi was very reluctant, holding her orchid fingers with two fingers and moving over step by step. Li Feng and Zhao Jincai took the last car and set off for Ding Zhilei's house.

Ding Zhilei's family is in the French Concession, and the people who live here are either rich or expensive. The road here is wide and clean, with trees planted on both sides of the road, and European-style buildings are separated by trees. The rickshaw turned into a small road, and a two-story building came into Li Feng's eyes, which was very magnificent. In front of the house was a small garden with a lot of flowers, and even in winter there were a few flowers that he could not name.

Ding Zhilei's family was already waiting in front of the door, Zhao Jincai and others got out of the car and gave gifts, and the two families politely entered the house together. The hall is luxuriously furnished, paved with inky marble, with European-style floor-to-ceiling chandeliers and leather sofas. Li Feng entered the Grand View Garden like Grandma Liu, and a pair of eyes was not enough.

The restaurant was ready, a large round sandalwood table with a dozen people seated, and a variety of dishes were displayed. Ding Zhilei's father, Ding Xianping, please take a seat. When everyone was seated, the servants handed over hot towels and asked Zhao Jincai and the four of them to wipe their faces, and the etiquette was very thoughtful.

Ding Zhilei's eldest brother, Ding Zhicheng, runs a flour mill in Shanghai, he is thirty years away, and he looks very gentle and enthusiastic. After three rounds of drinking, he said to Li Feng: "I heard Zhilei say that you once broke into the White Tiger Gang alone. Although I haven't heard of this White Tiger Gang, it is enough to see that your courage is commendable. Now he is Uncle Zhao's apprentice again, and he has a great future! Come, I will toast you. ”

Li Feng stood up politely and toasted with him. said: "Big brother has won the award, I am a hairy boy, I don't know the consequences, so I went rashly." Fortunately, it's okay, otherwise I would have lost my face. Ding Xianping said: "The so-called newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, and it is a brave guy like you." Come, I'll have a drink with you too. Li Feng respectfully toasted with the old man.

Zhao Jincai said to Ding Zhicheng: "Zhicheng nephew, now the factory is getting bigger and bigger, like us as elders, it is beyond our reach!" Ding Zhicheng said with emotion: "Don't hide it from Uncle Zhao, I am glamorous on the outside, but not on the inside." Zhao Jincai said: "Be modest." ”

Ding Zhicheng said: "Anyway, there are no outsiders here, so it doesn't matter if you talk about it." In the past, business was good, and it can be said that the supply exceeded demand. I also purchased equipment and expanded the factory area. Up to now, foreigners' foreign powder has been imported into our country, and they have a lot of money, and it is difficult for them to compete with them. ”

"Workers are always organizing strikes, demanding higher wages, higher benefits, reduced working hours, etc. If all the requirements are met, then the factory does not need to do it, because it can't make money, what else can it do. But we lost the down, and the people who worked did not benefit, because they had to work in factories run by foreigners. ”

"A foreigner is not afraid of your strike, but if you strike, he will spend it with you, because he has money. If you rebel, he will shoot and shoot. Just like the strikes a few years ago, many Chinese were killed. If this continues, in the end, the whole country will be a factory run by foreigners, and all Chinese workers will work for foreigners, which is unimaginable!"

Li Feng had never thought about such a deep problem. "Workers go on strike for a better life, and that's right," he said. The capitalists are not trying to earn more money for themselves, and they insist on working overtime and deducting wages, who can stand it?"

Ding Zhicheng saw Li Feng's face flush a little as he spoke, and knew that he was a little excited. But I couldn't help but finish my speech: "Capitalists make money, I admit it." But you can't knock over a boatload of people with a single shot. Let's just say that I run a factory, I don't bully and abduct, I rely entirely on my brain to run errands to make money. I don't bully the market, so why do you treat people like me as the target of a strike? ”

Somehow, Ding Zhicheng usually has a lot of self-control, but today he is squirting out what he thinks in his heart like water that opens the floodgate. Li Feng said without giving an inch: "I think the workers are not dead-headed, they should be able to distinguish the actual situation, and it is impossible to blindly strike regardless of good or bad." ”

Seeing that the words of the two were a little stiff, Ding's father stroked the beard on his chin and said with a smile: "Actually, whether the workers go on strike or the capitalists oppose the strike, they are all to protect their own interests. But is it useful to just protect your own interests? I don't think it's useful. Because we don't have a strong state to protect the interests we have gained. However, the situation has improved in recent years, and the National Revolutionary Army's Northern Expedition the year before last eliminated big warlords like Wu Peifu and Sun Chuanfang, who became independent kings. If this situation continues, the reunification of the whole country is just around the corner. When the whole country is united, we can drive those foreigners out. In particular, the Orientals have suffered a lot over the years. Moreover, the East is the most inhumane country, and they must be defeated in order not to be called the descendants of Yan and Huang in vain. ”