Night Club is the first film that Xiyangyang started to shoot and also the first film that Xiyangyang premiered. It achieved very good results at the Shanghai Film Festival. Although it missed the Golden Goblet Award in the main competition unit, it won a lot of awards at the Film Channel Media Awards. The leading actor Xu Zheng won the Most Popular Actor Award, Qiao Renliang won the Most Promising New Actor Award, and Kang Qirui won the Most Popular Screenwriter Award.

For a new company in the film industry, this report card is very outstanding. After the Shanghai Film Festival ended on June 6, Kang Qirui and Miss Azutang decided to release the film nationwide on July 19. Miss Azutang will lead a group of leading actors to start a roadshow promotion, while Kang Qirui returned to Guangzhou and went back to school to work.

That day, Kang Qirui returned to the Kang family after get off work after class at school. As soon as he entered the door, he saw the second brother plucking out the second sister-in-law's white hair. "You have to look at them one by one." The second sister-in-law disliked the second brother for not working seriously enough.

The second brother cried out in injustice, "Are you kidding me? How long will it take to read each item one by one? Can't you just pluck out the obvious ones? If you want to have no gray hair at all, just cut off all your hair and there will be no gray hair at all."

"Second brother, second sister-in-law, stop arguing. It's normal to have white hair at this age." A Yao advised, but then changed the subject and said, "But the real reason for white hair is mental stress. When the stress is high, the white hair will grow continuously."

"Nonsense." Er Lao snorted. "Do you think it's easy to support a family? Do you think it's easy to manage a company? Every day when I wake up, I think about how to buy some cheap goods, how to reduce costs, and how to increase profit margins."

Ah Yao rolled his eyes at the second brother and pointed at the newspaper he had just read and said, "Then forget it. The newspaper said that international oil prices have risen again. Today, the spot price of crude oil has exceeded $60 a barrel, and it is expected to exceed $70 soon. The rise in oil prices is equivalent to the rise in fuel prices. The pressure on your catering business is getting greater and greater, and the cost will only get higher and higher."

The second brother took the newspaper with a shocked look on his face and began to read it carefully. The more he read, the more frightened he became.

"Madam is back. The gas has been delivered just now." The big man who was looking in the mirror at the side saw Madam and Xiu Gu coming back from shopping, so he took the initiative to speak.

Speaking of gas, the mother sighed and said, "It's outrageous. A few days ago, gas was more than 70 yuan a tank, and today the price has increased by a few yuan. How can it continue like this?"

As she spoke, she and Xiugu walked into the kitchen to prepare dinner, "What are you cooking?" As soon as she entered the kitchen, she saw two gas stoves cooking something, so she shouted loudly. The second sister-in-law and the eldest brother walked in one after the other after hearing the sound. The second sister-in-law was the first to say, "Shredded bamboo chicken. A Zong has been a little weak recently, so I cooked it to nourish him. It's not ready yet, it will take another hour or two."

"Then what is this pot?" Upon hearing this, the nanny pointed at another pot and asked Big Brother Guang.

"Beef tendon. Xianglan likes to eat it so I stew some for her." Da Lao Guang replied.

The second sister-in-law smiled and said, "Wow, the husband and wife are quietly cooking for themselves. It's hard to get fat by eating alone, uncle."

"What? You can cook it now, but others can't?" Big Brother Guang also hit back.

“I didn’t drink it!”

“Mine is also pandan.”

The two of them were arguing, and the more the mother listened, the more annoyed she became. She looked at the two of them, and they both shut up. Then the mother looked at the eldest brother and said, "What did you say to stew?"

"Braised beef tendons." The elder Guang replied, "They say it takes at least five or six hours to simmer until it's tender."

"One of you said it would take another hour or two, and the other said it would take five or six hours. Don't even mention the waste of gas. How are you going to ask Xiu Gu and I to cook dinner?" The nanny said unhappily. There were only two gas stoves in the house, both of which were cooking something.

The boss scratched his head when he heard that, "Mom, there's nothing we can do about it. It's already been stewed. This..."

Just when the eldest brother didn't know how to explain himself, Kang Qirui walked into the kitchen and said, "Mom, the old man and the second brother started arguing as soon as he came back. You should go out and take a look."

Just now, Kang Qirui and Er Lao were talking about the cost increase of the tea restaurant due to the gas price increase in the living room. When Lao Dou came in and heard it, he interrupted the discussion and talked about the gas bill at home, and then the two of them started arguing. "You can't do this and that just because the gas price has increased." When the mother came to the living room, she heard Er Lao say, "The gas price is only a few dollars higher, why bother?"

"Yes, the gas price increase is expected, but that's not what I meant!" said the old man. The second sister-in-law heard the old man and the second brother quarreling and thought that the so-called this and that were not allowed referred to her using gas to cook soup every day these days, so she said: "Master, you don't have to insinuate, we rarely cook food, and I only cooked some soup these few days because A Zong was not feeling well."

Seeing the second sister-in-law say this, the eldest brother Guang also hurriedly distanced himself from the matter and said, "Also, Dad, you need to stew those beef tendons for five or six hours, otherwise they won't be tender, and if they're not tender, you can't chew them. At most, I won't stew them next time."

"You two misunderstood me. I didn't say you guys were stewing beef tendons to make soup." The old man looked innocent. He clarified, "I just said that the gas price has been rising, and I want to see if you have any solution."

"Dad, it's just a few dollars increase. I thought you were here to vent your anger after losing a game of chess. Haha." Kang Qirui said indifferently. A few dollars increase in gas is not a very big expense. "There's nothing you can do if the gas price goes up. Can you just not use it?"

The boss had an opinion. He said, "No, it's not that there is no solution. While the gas price is not so outrageous now, we can use a few more cans and we won't suffer any loss."

Er Lao and Kang Qirui looked at each other, both stunned by the genius idea of ​​Da Lao Guang. Er Lao said helplessly: "What kind of logic is this? If you eat two more bowls of rice today, you don't have to eat tomorrow?"

The eldest brother was powerless to refute, and the second brother continued: "There is a saying that goes, what kind of firewood is good for a good day? Good weather and stable rainy days are firewood. Let's take advantage of the fact that the price has just increased and the price increase is not too severe. Buy a few more cans of gas and use them slowly. This is the only way to save money."

After thinking about it, Lao Dou felt that although this idea was good, it lacked a key factor. He said, "That being said, where can we get so many gas cylinders?"

"Grandpa, didn't we have a few unused gas tanks in the countryside that were left at Bing's place?" The nanny suddenly remembered the gas tanks in the old house in the countryside. But the second sister-in-law smiled and said, "Grandma, if they were left at Bing's place, they would be gone. Bing might have sold them as rotten copper and iron."

"He dares? That's dad's legacy." The second brother said, slamming the table.

Kang Qirui slapped him in annoyance and said, "What are you talking about, second brother? Heritage, heritage, do you think your father is dead?"

"Then what should I say?" asked the second brother.

"Real estate." Kang Qirui replied.

Real estate is not the same as property. In addition to houses, apartments, shopping malls, office buildings and other real estate, things like natural gas and coal are also real estate.

Ah Yao picked up the phone and handed it to the second brother, saying, "It doesn't matter what it is. Just call my cousin and we'll know."

"Dad, take back your real estate." The second brother took the phone and handed it to Dad. Dad glared at him and said, "I'll beat you up if I want."

"I'll hit them if I want." Er Lao shrugged and called his cousin Bing, asking him to bring those gas tank trucks out immediately.

"You're not in such a hurry, are you? Are you waiting for help?" My cousin Bing on the other end of the phone looked at the sky that had darkened outside and said, "Can I drive there in a few days?"

The second brother said firmly: "No! You have to show it to me tonight!" (End of this chapter)

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