Eijo II (From Prosperity to Dust)
When I was very young, my father's small factory had already stimulated real estate development in Rongcheng. Because my father's factory first developed in Rongcheng, it was the largest factory in the entire Rongcheng industry.
My father is also known for being a good talker, and basically all real estate developers will have a debt from my father.
This also gave my father a greater opportunity for his initial development. Of course, it is not good to have too much arrears, so they had to give my father a few properties to pay off the arrears, and whenever people ask me how many houses you have at home, I always proudly tell them that I can sleep wherever I go in the whole Rongcheng.
Because I was too busy at work, my father would often take me to the construction site to inspect the work of his workers when he came home from school, or let me follow the workers to do more or less odd chores.
The original small factory was erratic and did not have its own specific site, and had been renting other people's factories, but after I was transferred back from Xi'an, I found that this could not go on like this.
For me, my father got a small piece of land from the developer who owed him money for the project, and built his own factory, and in the first year after I built it, my father asked my sister and me to take care of the factory, while he went to manage his own other factory.
My sister and I are both young people who have just entered the society, and we don't know how to manage a factory, so we ended up with a sum of money in the first year, and when my father sat in front of me and my sister, we were both ashamed and couldn't face him, and my father didn't blame us, and my father probably knew that with my current strength, I couldn't control such a large factory.
So my father merged the two factories into one. Since then, my father has been in charge, and I have become a small follower, and after receiving the project, I have been asked to follow me to the construction site for internship, of course, the development of Rongcheng in those years is not something I can manage.
My father changed me to another industry, but he also worked in the factory, so I started my own company.
Business went smoothly in those years, which pushed my family to another level. Many manufacturers in Yancheng have been stammering their fathers, hoping that they can use their manufacturers' materials or parts, and their father's acceptance has also given these manufacturers a chance to breathe.
It gives them a greater opportunity to expand outward. My father had an accident, so suddenly, when I wasn't ready to take over the management of the factory.
People are afraid of being famous, pigs are afraid of being strong, and this time the incident caused the father to directly lose more than one million, all the money owed lost contact, and all the debts were collected.
The developers collectively removed their fathers, and no one remembered the favor that their fathers gave them back then. During a machine repair, Mr. Jin told me: These businessmen in Yancheng are not kind to a certain extent, and your father has made them, but when your father is in trouble, they are cold from a distance.
Yes, in this impersonal age, you have money as if everyone is related to you, and even beggars want to stay away from you when you are poor.
Everything I once had was gone like smoke in a blink of an eye, I was lost, disappointed, and lost all directions, until I saw that the ordinary was the only answer.
I don't know the meaning of the song when I hear it for the first time, and I am already the end of the song when I listen to it again. The song was written for me, but I tried to turn the situation around, but I found that it was so difficult, so helpless.
Even though life is tormented, I have been silently reciting a poem in my heart: If life deceives you, don't be sad, don't be anxious and depressed in the days you need to be calm, believe it, happy days will come.
The heart always yearns for the future, but now it is often melancholy, everything is instantaneous, everything will pass, and what has passed will become a kind nostalgia.