Sweet Nostalgia of the 80s

An Hao was somewhat embarrassed by the applause and praise, blushing on both cheeks: "Everyone here is my elder! You’re really spoiling me! I’m no God of Wealth—the company’s success today is all thanks to your help! On the day of my dad’s birthday, it’s only right to give you all a big thank you."

"We trust you! We trust the An Family! After all, the vegetable gardens you’ve started these past couple of years have brought us a lot of benefits," Liu Xiaolian’s father said.

"That’s right. Our Erzhuzi mucked around outside for a year and didn’t amount to much. But coming back to the village and working with An Ping, these past two years I’ve actually saved some money."

"In my opinion, the most honorable thing the An Family did was letting us buy shares. I really didn’t expect that. At first, I just thought that the An Family was prospering and had never forgotten our Shen Family. We’ve enjoyed the vegetables from the garden over the years, and the gifts during the holidays have never missed us. We’re truly moved," said Shen Zhihua’s father.

Seeing everyone speaking so openly and from the heart, An Shuchao was also very moved: "In the past years, the An Family had fallen on hard times—we were the tail end of the village! Many looked down on the An Family, but none of you did. They say it’s easy to add flowers to embroidery, but difficult to send coal in the snow. Our An Family’s toughest times were all weathered with your help. So, it’s us who should be thanking you."

"In that case! Let’s cut the idle talk, and I’ll get straight to handing out the money!" An Hao said, and then took off the bag that was slung over his shoulder.

Qin Jian took it, pulled out a paper from it detailing how much money was initially loaned, what that represented in shares, and how much it earned.

The initial investments weren’t huge, but the company’s business boomed, with substantial profits.