The Sweetness of the Seventies
Chapter 693 - 662: Good, good, good......_1

Chapter 693: Chapter 662: Good, good, good......_1

After Huo Yingjie returned home, he placed the letter and the photo into a sturdy envelope and then found a pretty chocolate box to put the letter and the hairpin inside before handing them over to Huo Zhekun.

Huo Zhekun had not expected the person to be someone his daughter-in-law knew. After examining it, he passed it on to Huo Yingjun through secret connections.

The remaining matters were all taken care of by Huo Yingjun.

This issue temporarily came to a close, and Huo Zhekun did not have the time to concern himself with these trifles.

At the same time, inspiring reform documents and appointment decrees were sent to Nan City.

Huo Zhekun was already the controlling figure in Nan City, and the person sent to work with Huo Zhekun was one of Mr. Deng’s people, named Li Wenqiang.

The reason for this arrangement was, firstly, to use Nan City as a pilot area to ensure unity of policy and opinion to better implement the spirit of the documents.

Huo Zhekun had been silently studying these for several months, pondering every day.

Now that the documents had arrived, Huo Zhekun and his son Huo Yingjie immediately began to study them word by word, sentence by sentence. Huo Yingjie had already guessed most of the content, but there were still some details. It took a week to fully comprehend the document.

Huo Zhekun wrote a plan and took it to discuss privately with Li Wenqiang.

Upon seeing the thirty-five-page work plan for the next five years, Li Wenqiang was dumbfounded, no wonder Mr. Deng valued this younger son of the Huo Family so much.

The information in his hands was even more comprehensive and feasible than the strategies provided by the think tank.

"Brother Huo, we are now in the same boat. You are in charge of the economy, and moreover, Old Master D also said to let go, you can give it your all," Li Wenqiang said. "I’ll keep this plan with me and give you a response in a few days."

Technically, Li Wenqiang had the authority to approve or give feedback, but for a comprehensive five-year plan like Huo Zhekun’s, what he should do was to present it quickly above and wait for the senior leader’s approval.

The very next morning, this detailed five-year plan was laid out before Mr. Deng.

"Good, good, good!" Mr. Deng praised thrice in succession. Previously, they focused only on reforming the economy but had ignored the impact that simultaneous economic development would have on the local environment, culture, and architecture.

After reviewing it, the think tank was impressed.

They, a group of dozens, had never managed the details as a deputy mayor of a place.

But now, it should be the mayor.

After careful study, Mr. Deng added his comments on the back, "Be bold in trying."

Before the original document was sent back to Nan City, Mr. Deng had it transcribed and read it word by word. When he encountered brilliant or unexpected but very appropriate measures, he would mark them with a red pen.

This thirty-five-page plan was like a ray of sunshine, piercing through the clouds, shining upon the Earth, bringing light.

This plan raised many issues and also provided many countermeasures, becoming an important document in exploring reform.

If proven effective, it would be formulated into a guiding document.

Having received the approval, Huo Zhekun finally set his mind at ease and boldly began to try.

Old Master Huo sent a message through secretive channels, informing that Huo Yingjun, leveraging his job, was currently helping him get in touch with some patriotic overseas Chinese, hoping to persuade them to invest in building factories here.

At the same time, the Huo Family would also provide support for Huo Zhekun in other ways, allowing him to act boldly and with confidence.

Inside the Nan City Industrial Group, discussions began around the approved document, calling a mobilization meeting and assigning tasks according to everyone’s position, with clear responsibilities. Those who violated discipline or failed to complete their work faced demotion.

As the reform documents were issued, the frequency of private transactions among the public increased, the number of shops on both sides of the streets grew, and the business environment improved even further.

He Tiantian had previously predicted that next year would mature enough to open her store.

By the end of the year, she finally received news from Huo Yingjun’s side, and he sent two photographs; one was of a mother and son, on the side were Liao Furong, Qian Zhigao; the other added a young woman and two children, presumably Qian Zhigao’s wife and kids.

During the wait for news, Qian Shikun often visited He Tiantian’s home, hoping to hear from his family sooner.

As soon as He Tiantian got the items, she and Huo Yingjie immediately took them to Qian Shikun.

After reading the letter, Qian Shikun’s tears flowed freely.

His first wife, after arriving in Xiangjiang, had not remarried but had raised their children through hard struggle. Now, his son was a lawyer, his daughter-in-law a teacher at Xiangjiang University, and they had a pair of lovely children.

The letter also mentioned they would come to see him in the mainland next summer.

"Uncle Qian, congratulations!" He Tiantian said, "Before long, your family will be reunited."

"It is wonderful, but now I’ve become a decrepit old man, and my home is in such disrepair..." Qian Shikun said with a wry smile. Though he had tidied up before, the scarcity of funds meant only simple fixes were done, and the place remained shabby.

He Tiantian laughed and said, "Wait until next year when it’s warmer, and the weather is better, we can properly renovate. If you feel you lack a business, we could open a marinated meat shop together!"

After pondering, Qian Shikun went into the house, brought out a small box of valuable things, placed it on the table, and said, "Tiantian, consider these items sold to you. Give me ten thousand yuan for now, I want to properly refurbish the house, buy some better furniture. As for the marinated meat shop, I don’t want money for it, I’ll arrange it for you."

He Tiantian wasn’t short of money, her parents had sent her tens of thousands more recently.

"Keep the items for yourself, consider the money a loan from me. When you have the funds, just pay me back with interest," He Tiantian said. "As for the partnership, let’s discuss the details and the division of profits later."

All the items in the box had been preserved by Qian Shikun hiding them away; He Tiantian couldn’t take advantage of someone’s plight.

Moreover, having more friends can open more paths. Qian Shikun has money, and his son is an outstanding lawyer in Xiangjiang; there might be opportunities for collaboration in the future.

"This..." Qian Shikun hesitated, but he had his principles and still pushed the items towards He Tiantian, "Girl Tian, take them as collateral. I will work hard to earn money and redeem them as soon as possible. If you don’t accept them, it wouldn’t be right for me to borrow money from you. Otherwise, I’ll have to sell these things."

"Ah?" He Tiantian didn’t expect Qian Shikun to say this, "Okay then, I’ll keep them. If you want to redeem them later, just let me know."

"Hehe!" Qian Shikun smiled. "I was thinking the same. If I sold them to someone else, I might not be able to buy them back even with the money. But since you don’t fancy my items, if I wish, you would allow me to buy them back."

"Yes, that’s what I mean," He Tiantian said. "Whenever you need it, you can come to me for the money."

"Thank you, Girl Tian," Qian Shikun expressed his gratitude. "Now it’s winter, and there’s no use for the money. After the new year, when it gets warmer, I’ll come to you for it."

Having agreed, He Tiantian left with Huo Yingjie.