Chapter 70: Divide the money
In this era, only one type of income is recognized, that is, labor income, and the other income is not recognized or is still being debated.
Now the two funders and managers are quietly discussing how to divide the surplus.
"I'll take the letter of introduction to the bank tomorrow and say hello to them first, and then go to withdraw the money the day after tomorrow." Wang Weidong said.
"Okay, I'll drive with you the day after tomorrow." Ou Xiaoyang said.
The next day was Sunday, and Wang Weidong went to the bank to explain in advance that he would come to withdraw money the next day, and only in this way could he withdraw 20,000 yuan smoothly.
On Monday afternoon, Ou Xiaoyang drove Wang Weidong to the bank, and the two walked into the bank, and when they handled the withdrawal, when the bankers put stacks of unity on the counter, they attracted the attention of many people.
Most people regard the two of them as cashiers of one unit to receive the salary of the unit. However, the difference with withdrawing wages is that they withdraw money from a large ticket of ten yuan, while those who actually withdraw wages not only have to take ten yuan, but also take a considerable amount of five yuan, two pieces, a penny and a dime, and even a five-cent coin.
Wang Weidong put all the money into the artificial leather bag he brought, and then walked out of the bank with Ou Xiaoyang quickly, got into the jeep and left.
Not far away, Ou Xiaoyang parked the jeep on the side of the road.
"Let's divide it here, otherwise I may be discovered by Mrs. Wang when I go back." Ou Xiaoyang said.
Wang Weidong turned around and took his canvas schoolbag from the back of the jeep, and took out a large aluminum lunch box from the schoolbag.
"Weidong, are you going to use this to hold money?" Ou Xiaoyang asked.
"It's good, it's unobtrusive, it's safe!" Wang Weidong replied.
He opened the lunch box, stuffed the whole 20,000 yuan into the big lunch box under Ou Xiaoyang's gaze, and then handed the artificial leather bag containing the money to Ou Xiaoyang and said, "The rest is yours!" ”
"It seems that in the future, we will divide it once a month, if we wait until next year's Spring Festival to divide the money, how many lunch boxes will you prepare?" Ou Xiaoyang said.
"Just do as you say, once a month!" Wang Weidong said without hesitation.
"Why didn't you just open a personal account and deposit it in the bank?" Ou Xiaoyang asked.
"I often come to this bank, if you want to deposit, you can't store it in this bank, low-key, low-key, except that you can't let anyone know that I have money!" Wang Weidong said a word that is not often used in this era - low-key.
It's not that people in the 80s weren't low-key, it's that the vast majority of people don't need to be low-key at all.
However, when others only earn a few dozen yuan a month, and in the countryside, the family does not earn more than two or three hundred yuan for completion all year round, when you save 20,000 yuan in the bank at a time, what is the matter?
Wang Weidong absolutely can't allow this kind of thing to happen!
"Do you have all your money in the bank?" Wang Weidong asked.
Ou Xiaoyang was stunned for a moment, and then shook his head slowly.
The two people returned to the factory and walked into the office, Wang Suzhen raised her head, her eyes peeked through the glasses, and the two people who came in also looked at Wang Weidong's back on his body, embroidered with five red characters for serving the people, and a grass-green schoolbag.
Wang Weidong patted his schoolbag and said: "I have to work the night shift in the factory at night, and my daughter-in-law made me a radish stuffed bun, do you want to eat one?" ”
"If you don't eat, you'll get off work soon, and you have to cook for the old man at home when you go home." Wang Suzhen replied.
Wang Suzhen looked good when she was young, when her boss approached her and introduced her to a local cadre who had been transferred from the army, and her husband had retired ten years ago.
"When I was young, I always complained that men were not at home, and when I was old, I was even more annoyed when I saw that men always stayed at home!" Wang Weidong said with a smile.
"That's why I'm reluctant to get married." Ou Xiaoyang said.
The two of them hoped to divert Wang Suzhen's attention through jokes, and they were always a little suspicious after they had just finished a big thing, suspecting that what they had done had been discovered.
"It's better to get married early, take care of it, and don't mess around outside every day!" Wang Suzhen said solemnly.
She is very unaccustomed to some social phenomena that have emerged now, especially the influence of young people with family backgrounds like Ou Xiaoyang on the outside is very bad.
Ou Xiaoyang immediately understood the meaning of Wang Suzhen's words, some people he knew were like this, dating many beautiful girls in the name of their subjects.
Wang Suzhen beckoned to Wang Weidong, and Wang Weidong sat beside her.
Wang Suzhen took out two stacks of money from the drawer and put them in front of Wang Weidong.
"This is a thousand, it's your bonus this year, I can't take five hundred bonuses, taking one hundred is not a lot. The four hundred here are reserved for the workers to eat at noon every day. Wang Suzhen said.
After speaking, Wang Suzhen stood up, carried her leather bag and walked outside.
"Aunt Wang, you didn't give me my money!" Ou Xiaoyang hurriedly said.
"Your mother said that she was afraid that you would have money, so she kept it for you first!" Wang Suzhen said without looking back.
Ou Xiaoyang pricked his hand helplessly.
At night, Wang Weidong was the only one left in the factory, and he was lying on the bed watching the TV series Zi Sanshiro.
Usually he is fascinated by watching this TV, but today he is absent-minded.
He held the heavy lunch box in his arms and warmed it up.
Wang Weidong decided not to tell his grandmother and Chen Jihong about this matter for the time being.
If you give 20,000 yuan to grandma now—"Grandma, 20,000 yuan will be handed over to you for safekeeping!" ”
This is irresponsible for grandma's health.
Wang Weidong finally put the lunch box under the pillow, and then fell asleep on the pillow.
In his sleep, Wang Weidong dreamed that he was running on the street with a big lunch box full of money, and thousands of people were chasing after him, shouting while chasing: "He has money, he has money, grab it!" ”
Wang Weidong felt like his feet were stuck in mud and wanted to run but couldn't run fast, and people surrounded him from all directions.
Wang Weidong woke up suddenly, and the TV was flashing with snowflakes.
"If you don't have money, you want to be rich, and if you have money, it's more troublesome!" Wang Weidong said with annoyance.
Even if people have money in this era, they always feel that this money is only kept for the time being, and it will not be there for a while.
The next day, Wang Weidong went out and deposited 20,000 yuan in five or six branches and savings banks. Even so, when Wang Weidong took out thousands of yuan in the savings bank to save money, he still ushered in a strange gaze.
When he returned home, Wang Weidong handed over the 1,000 yuan bonus to Chen Jihong, and the Chinese New Year was about to begin, so he took out one or two hundred yuan to buy some more New Year's goods and a TV to have a good New Year.
The Spring Festival of 1983 is deeply imprinted in the memory of countless people.
The Spring Festival party broadcast this year brought surprises to hundreds of millions of Chinese, Wang Weidong Chen Jihong and his grandmother watching TV at home in Harbin. Although Chen Jihong couldn't hear the voice, she was still amused by the show, especially when she watched the pantomime performed by Wang Jingyu.