Journey 1995:Non-Stop

Chapter 369 Donate Money
As soon as Yan Hui entered the village, he immediately saw his own building, which was the tallest in the village because it was six stories high and particularly eye-catching.

"Mr. Yan, is that your house?" Li Pengfei asked.

"Okay, let's drive over and take a look." Yan Hui nodded. He had participated in the construction of so many sites, but seeing his own house still made him feel the most comfortable.

The car quickly arrived downstairs. This car had been in the village for several months, and everyone knew it belonged to Yan Hui, so no one was surprised. However, when Yan Hui got out of the car, many people were still somewhat surprised to see him and immediately surrounded him, showering him with compliments.

The people in the whole village seemed to have become kinder.

"Dad, go and call the village secretary in a bit. I need to talk to him about something," Yan Hui said.

"Oh? Okay, then I'll call him." The father took out his phone and called the village secretary.

Yan Hui then took his younger sister directly into the courtyard.

The plot of land wasn't big enough, but luckily it was expanded by two meters a year ago, so that the plot was full; otherwise, it would have been difficult to build a yard.

Of course, even so, the yard can only accommodate a maximum of three cars.

Yan Hui was satisfied with this a year ago, but he is somewhat dissatisfied this year.

The house has cost over 150 million yuan to build so far. If Yan Hui were to rebuild it this year, he would definitely try to make it bigger. Of course, this is just a thought; how big is considered big?

With the Chinese New Year approaching, there were still seven or eight construction workers on site. Yan Hui found the foreman, discussed the project's progress, and finalized a general renovation plan.

Qinglan came back for another reason: to renovate her room. She really wanted a room she designed herself, a room that would always belong to her even after she got married.

Yan Hui had the foreman call all the renovation workers together, and in front of the foreman, he gave each of them a cash red envelope of 500 yuan, including the foreman himself.

"The New Year is almost here, everyone has worked hard." Yan Hui took out money and counted it out for each person. "Wishing everyone a Happy New Year in advance."

All the workers were overjoyed, as if it were New Year's Day, and expressed their gratitude to the boss.

Just after the money was distributed, the father brought the village secretary into the yard. When they saw Yan Hui distributing the money, he didn't stop them. Instead, he said a lot of auspicious words.

Actually, in the first half of this year, the father had been worried that his son didn't have enough money. He knew how expensive building a house was, so he had been very cautious. It wasn't until his son sent someone back a BMW worth six or seven hundred thousand yuan that he realized he might have misunderstood something; his son seemed to really be quite wealthy.

He also secretly made a few phone calls to his daughter to confirm how remarkable his son had become, so of course he could support the idea of ​​paying the workers.

He can't pay them, because he's here every day; if he pays them once, the workers will want more. But Yan Hui can pay them, because Yan Hui only comes back once a year; not paying them would be bad.

"Xiao Hui, you're really a big boss now! Your dad got a BMW this year, and the whole village is so envious!" The village secretary was deeply moved when he saw this. He and Yan Hui's father grew up together, and his family was even better off than Yan Hui's. How could they raise such a successful son!
"Uncle, you're too kind. I don't come back often, so I've had to trouble you with a lot of things at home. Building the house has also caused a lot of trouble for everyone this past year, and the renovations won't be short either. I estimate it will take another year to be completely finished. I'll come back then and treat the whole village to a meal," Yan Hui said.

“It’s nothing. If anything happens in the village and your dad isn’t here, just tell me,” the village secretary said immediately.

"Well, I think the road is almost finished. Is the funding sufficient?" Yan Hui asked.

"It's enough. Many of the workers are from the village themselves, and they get the same pay, but they do a good job," the village secretary explained.

When you're building roads for your own village and getting paid, it would be unreasonable for anyone not to work hard.

“That’s good. I’ve come to you about something. We’re building a house this year, and the construction is quite noisy every day, which is definitely affecting the elderly in the village. Especially the elderly people with the surname Yan, many of whom have been very kind to me, but it’s not appropriate for me to just give them money directly. Here’s what I’m thinking: this year I’ll donate 10 yuan to the village, and the village can help me distribute it. There are two principles: first, those who are poor or have children in school will be given priority and receive more. If any family doesn’t have money for their child’s schooling, they can tell me specifically, and I can get more money; second, the village needs to give me a list before distributing the money, so I can take a look at it in advance. In addition, I’m also planning to donate 5 yuan to the village to repair the village’s houses,” Yan Hui said.

"Huh?" The village secretary was overjoyed by this sudden stroke of good fortune. "Don't worry, I'll definitely have the list ready within three days! I guarantee that whatever amount is on the list will be paid out!"

“Okay, then I’ll leave this to you.” Yan Hui looked at Li Pengfei, “Old Li, go and get the small blue leather suitcase from the trunk, and let my uncle take it.”

"Yes, Mr. Yan." Li Pengfei immediately went out the door.

There's nothing easier in the world than giving away money. Over a hundred thousand yuan was easily handed over in just half an hour. Seeing the village secretary leave, the father quickly approached: "I know what you're thinking. Actually, there's no need for all this talk. If you want to give out money, I'll do it. I know who to give it to. We can just give it directly, and everyone will thank us!"

"No, that would make us enemies." Yan Hui shook his head gently.

After hearing this, the father seemed to understand and nodded slightly: "You're right."

“I can’t say we’ll always be very profitable, but we should be fine for the next few years. This time, we need to give the money in a respectable way, so let the village distribute it. We can’t all lose out on a good reputation, but at least no one will criticize us; it’s the village that gets criticized. The 50,000 yuan we give to the village is the money they’ll use to get criticized. I won’t be coming back as often in the future, so you all must not share the money with others. If anyone is going to share it, it should be me when I come home. Anyway, I won’t be coming back often,” Yan Hui said again.

"It's just too much. Over a hundred thousand. Ugh," the father said, still feeling a bit of a toothache.

“Unless our whole family moves to the provincial capital or Jinan, this kind of thing is normal as long as we stay in the village. Look at my uncles, they don’t live in the village all year round, but my grandma wants to come home. I have to think this through. As for giving money, we have a good reason this year, and we won’t give it out casually in the future. However, if any children in the village don’t have money for school, I can continue to sponsor them. It’s okay if their grades are a little low, but they have to be reliable and filial. If they are the kind of scoundrels, I won’t give them a single penny,” Yan Hui said to his father again.

From now on, when he's not home, his parents and grandmother will be there, and he'll still have to rely on his father for anything.

My father has never experienced the process of working hard to become rich, which is difficult for him to adapt to.

Getting rich is hard, but adapting to wealth isn't so easy either. Yan Hui has been working hard for over a decade and has heard far too many similar stories.

No matter what, now that Grandpa is gone, Yan Hui is determined to protect Grandma and make her comfortable at home. He's willing to spend any amount of money to make her happy.

(End of this chapter)