Eighties Sweetheart Wife
Chapter 431: Playing the Monkey?

Chapter 431: Chapter 431: Playing the Monkey?

Xia Bowen neither agreed nor disagreed, but the content smile on his face betrayed his mood.

Xia Liying glared at Xia Zhi who had run out and, remembering her brother’s favoritism, cursed, "Serves him right!"

Xia Ming, however, felt both a sense of alarm and a chill in his heart.

For some reason, a terrifying thought arose in his mind.

By the time mother returns, this house will probably be unrecognizable.

To kill a person’s spirit is no more than this.

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Song Yunuan had set up an investment company over the phone.

It seemed that it was not going to make money initially.

That wouldn’t do.

There were no freeloaders here.

Since Xia Bowen had arranged for Xia Zhi, she would put him to good use.

So, she told Xia Zhi what to do.

Collect data, roam the streets, look for investment projects, and come up with plans or reports.

Of course, now was a good time to pick up bargains, and Song Yunuan had long wanted to pick some up, but she had no one to do it.

Xia Zhi was familiar with everywhere, which was quite suitable.

If Shangguan Yunqi knew that her youngest son was being used by her, she would be furious.

Song Yunuan thought with a giggly smile.

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Xia Bowen made a special trip to Hai City. These days, it was actually quite difficult to get approval to set up a company, but there were really a lot of applicants.

Xia Bowen hadn’t paid attention to this before but found out after some research that back in ’81, Beidu had quietly set up so many companies.

And, there were all sorts of categories.

Xia Bowen knew that approval would definitely be granted; the higher-ups seemed to have some interest in Song Yunuan and enjoyed seeing her hustle.

There even seemed to be a feeling that the more she hustled, the happier they were.

Therefore, Xia Bowen went to Hai City’s art production studio.

He met with the old studio head.

Then he found out that the studio was already in great difficulty.

At the end of the day, it was still a matter of funding.

Xia Bowen’s identity was indeed useful. If Song Yunuan had come by herself, this old studio head would certainly have been hesitant, skeptical, and even distrustful.

Xia Bowen mentioned that an investment company wanted to support the art production studio in making animated films and was planning to adapt Adventures of Little Stone.

Not just for domestic broadcast but also for sale abroad.

The old studio head’s eyes brightened the more he heard; he had actually read the story.

His grandson really liked it, watching it once was not enough; he wanted to watch it a second time and even said he wanted to learn Little Stone’s spirit of not fearing difficulties or dangers and to study hard.

If it was well produced, Xia Bowen said a company would specifically handle the exports.

Thus, the excited old studio head agreed on the spot, saying he would make all the preparations.

Regarding the funds, they would temporarily be diverted from Fanhua Import and Export Trading.

Uncle Di would provisionally manage the finances of the import-export side.

Uncle Di’s family had several experienced accountants.

Now, the finances on Old Mr. Ji’s side were also managed by Uncle Di.

Song Yunuan said that herding one sheep was the same as herding two.

So she handed over the finances of Fanhua to Di.

Di knew this was Little Nuan’s trust in him.

Speaking of which, his master’s accounts were very clean, with not much money, unlike Little Nuan’s Fanhua.

Fanhua was a wealthy household.

This time, through bartering, Fanhua earned more than five hundred thousand.

Di transferred two hundred thousand yuan to the newly registered investment company.

Two hundred thousand yuan, no less.

Little Nuan wanted to create an animation.

Having received the transfer, Xia Bowen took Xia Zhi and gave the pre-investment of one hundred thousand yuan to the old factory director.

The factory could now recruit people.

Just having the old workers wasn’t enough, they needed to cultivate a reserve force and expand the team.

With current purchasing power, one hundred thousand yuan was not a small amount.

And this was just the initial investment.

There would be additional investments later on, but an agreement would need to be signed first.

As for approval, it certainly wouldn’t be a problem, as "Adventures of Little Stone" had already become wildly popular all across the region.

A simple, beautiful, and uplifting core story, with imagination well beyond the ordinary, and one extraordinary and exotic world after another, seemed to have opened the doors to a new world for teenagers and children.

If it could be published, it could be produced and broadcast as well.

Without Song Yunuan having to make a call, knowing that she was investing in the production of an animated film for export, many people took it for granted.

They felt that if an animated film could be exported, it went from being unimportant to very important.

From ancient times, heroes have been young!

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In the blink of an eye, half of the spring plowing was already done; this year, Erdao River Village was still planting rice and had also expanded the cultivation to a few areas suitable for rice farming.

Chu Zizhou had been transferred to the commune and became the vice chairman; the new team leader who came in was from the county, named Ho Guoqing, an official from the agriculture bureau in his thirties, arranged by Deputy County Mayor Zhao.

After all, Erdao River Village was a bit different from other villages.

The Song family’s clothing factory had rapidly developed and grown in just over half a year.

They were already preparing to build a new factory building.

The location was selected, not far from the entrance to the village on a piece of wasteland.

There were only willow trees there, and even grass was loath to grow, making it the perfect spot for a factory building.

Song Liang had accepted the situation well, and while stabilizing things on one front, he had already begun preparations on the other.

When Song Yunuan came back to the village on Sunday, she saw that they had begun to dig the foundations near the village entrance.

At this point, Song Liang had taken out a loan.

Old Mrs. Song was originally against it because there would be interest involved, and having dreaded debt, she didn’t want to experience that starving-lifestyle again.

In their place, being in debt was also called "starving".

But then she thought about how she and Little Nuan were going to buy a house in Beidu during the May Day holiday, and felt it might be okay; besides, the credit union had also given a discount, with the first year being interest-free and the subsequent interest very low.

So Old Mrs. Song smoothly accepted it.

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On Saturday afternoon, Asheng, who should have come with Old Man Song to pick up Song Yunuan, didn’t show up. Song Yunuan got on the horse-drawn cart and casually asked, "Grandpa, where’s my brother?"

Old Man Song said somewhat unnaturally, "At... at home..."

Song Yunuan frowned, "Grandpa, what’s wrong with my brother?"

Seeing he couldn’t hide it and knowing she would find out when they got home anyway, Old Man Song could only tell her, "...There was a monkey performer in the village, and your brother went to watch with a group of kids. After the performer left, the kids followed him. Later, some ran back home, leaving only your brother and Shuanzi at the village entrance. All of a sudden, the performer tried to grab your brother, and the monkey pounced too."

Song Yunuan was startled.

Her eyes widened as she looked at Old Man Song.

Song Mingbo exclaimed in shock, "Then what happened?"

Old Man Song’s face showed a stroke of luck, but he still spoke in a grim tone, "Luckily, your brother likes to take the big white goose everywhere. The goose pounced on it and your brother ran for it. The monkey performer started chasing after him, but your brother likes to carry his Ruyi scepter. I don’t know if what your brother said was true or just his imagination, but he said a green light knocked the performer down, and then his little Ruyi scepter fell asleep, not waking up for several days. Meanwhile, your brother took the chance of the monkey performer being down to run, not forgetting to pull Shuanzi along, but when the performer got up and chased them, he was toppled by the big white goose..."

A monkey performer?

An attack on my brother?

Was it intentional?

When Song Yunuan saw her brother lying on the kang with a pale face, she nearly shed tears of heartache.

Since she’d been here, Little Asheng was the first to get close to her.

The little fellow was smart and adorable, always bouncing around, but now he looked like a frostbitten eggplant, and Song Yunuan was furious.

She was determined to find that monkey performer.

Asheng tearfully expressed his grievances, "Sister, the big white lost five feathers, it must be very painful, and I was scared, too. I’ll never dare to watch a monkey performer again..."

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