Chapter 2 Chapter 2 His banknotes are flickering

Ouyang took the night flight from Shenzhen to the branch office in Wuhan yesterday. I took the first flight from Beijing to Wuhan, and went directly to the construction site office in Wuhan. I heard Ouyang's voice before I stepped through the door. "Hey, today you have to transfer 42 million. I have to go back to my hometown tomorrow. You can transfer another 28 million from the investment company the day after tomorrow. You have to hurry up and watch this matter yourself...Okay, Bye-Bye." How come such a large number is like a juggling act, yet so chic. "You recently..." I was about to ask, but Ouyang stopped me with a wave of his hand.

"Brother, you are here, let's go, let's go to the construction site, and then go to Yunmeng immediately." Compared with the three towns of Wuhan in the past and the current Greater Wuhan, there is a world of difference.Row upon row of buildings, the city looks brand-new, almost no trace of the past can be found, from people's clothing, we can imagine that the living index and consumption index here are close to those of coastal cities.Ouyang's construction site is at the northern end of the Wuhan Yangtze River Bridge, which is next door to the seat of the People's Government of Hanyang District, and the crowds are surging.Such a large piece of golden treasure land, how much does it cost to buy it?How much will it cost to cover it?

Just thinking about it, the general manager of the Wuhan company surnamed Wang took us to the side of the road near the construction site. The place is messy, smells of oily smoke, and is full of small vendors who set up early. "Come on, let's have something to eat. I see that you must be hungry after your early morning flight." Ouyang beckoned me to sit down. Then everyone ate a "delicious meal" wholeheartedly. Ouyang ate heartily and kept his eyes on the construction site while eating. I saw him as no different from a beggar in rags. Ouyang smiled and picked up his chopsticks and pointed to the "new house" that had just risen from the ground: "It's only built to the fifth floor, and it's still far away. The money I asked them to draw over just now is for this construction site."

"Oh, what a money hole this site is!" I said. "Oh, you have to hold on if you do it. Don't talk about it, let's go." When our car arrived at the edge of Yunmeng County, Ouyang suddenly shouted—— "Stop! Stop!" The car stopped abruptly in front of a flower shop on the street. When Ouyang got out of the car, he said he would send a bouquet of flowers to his mother and mother-in-law.The moment Ouyang took the flowers from the shopkeeper, he patted his trouser pocket and said to me in embarrassment: "Oh, I don't have any money! Can you lend me 200 yuan?"

"Huh?" Billionaires are also broke, which is absurd, but it is true.I immediately took out the money and handed it to the shopkeeper, then turned to Ouyang and said, "Here! This flower is dedicated to your mother and mother-in-law together with you!" Ouyang thanked repeatedly. This Ouyang, when I got up in the morning, I just asked Mr. Wang of the Wuhan company to take me to eat a bowl of tofu nao for one yuan at a roadside stall, plus one and a half fried dough sticks, and it cost less than two yuan per person!This is a guest invited by a tycoon with billions of assets, and he has to borrow money, which is really dumbfounding.

I remember a few acquaintances talking triumphantly and laughing in the car just now: "Boss Ou earned another 20 million in one hour!" I don't know if it is true or not.However, it is well known that the "Beautiful Group" has a very grand battlefield in Wuhan.In the morning, Ouyang held a meeting with the company that cooperated with China Railway Bridge Bureau, and asked Vice President Wang of the Wuhan company to take me to visit the construction site, and agreed to leave for his hometown Yunmeng County together in two hours. But when he gets out of the car, a person who earns 20 million an hour can't afford 200 yuan!Incredible.

Yunmeng is a famous agricultural county in Hubei, which has developed rapidly in recent years.When he returned home this time, Ouyang did not greet the people in his hometown in advance, but when he set foot on the land of Yunmeng, the local leading cadres got the news from nowhere and called one after another.Ouyang repeatedly said: "I really have urgent matters to deal with, please don't affect everyone's work because of me." Even so, two leaders from the county came to the county government—Assistant Wan of the county government and Director Liu of the office. Take it to a wide construction site that is being leveled and constructed at the edge of the county—this is where Yunmeng Park will be located in the future.

There has never been a park in Yunmeng's history, and Ouyang's donation to build a park and museum has become a good story in the local area. Yunmeng is one of the four major cultural relics counties in China. As early as the Warring States Period, the king of Chu built the largest palace at that time here.Yunmeng’s bamboo slips and the pottery buildings of the Eastern Han Dynasty are national first-class cultural relics. Tens of thousands of precious cultural relics cannot be displayed and preserved one by one. Therefore, it has always been Ouyang’s wish to build a museum of a certain scale.

"More than 30 million yuan was spent to build a museum of 20,000 square meters, which is also the first case in China! This is definitely an astronomical figure for ordinary people. It is also an astronomical figure for our Yunmeng County!" Director Liu told me, " A few years ago, Mr. Ouyang also built roads and bridges for his hometown, and the masses even erected a monument called "Xiangshan Road", and I happened to be a secretary there at that time." "Our Yunmeng has produced two great characters, one is the filial son Huang Xiang, and the other is Mr. Ouyang. We in Yunmeng are all proud of Ouyang." Assistant Wan said.

Hearing this, I took a special look at Ouyang——Ouyang didn't seem to hear what the people around him were saying at all.His face became a bit solemn, and he hurriedly passed through the crowd on the street, and walked to another road. Looking back, Vice President Wang beside Ouyang didn't know where he went. Everyone didn't know what Ouyang was going to do.Someone called him, but he didn't seem to hear it, so he just walked forward.The others had to follow. Ouyang finally stopped, in front of a long line of ragged people sitting on small benches. This is a group of blind people, there are twenty or thirty people.They lined up on the side of the road, sitting on the small wooden or plastic stools they brought with them. There were many men and women, and each of them held a dark brown bamboo pole in their arms, with their legs together, and an unknown weight on their shoulders. It turned out to be a bag of what color, with one hand rattling the sign holder, and the other holding a paper sign.Some were smiling, while others were blank.There was a stool in front of them, which was arranged for guests, and most of them looked old.It is not difficult to see that these blind friends can also enjoy themselves, and some of them are humming and singing jingle "work".

In fact, they have an elegant name called fortune tellers.This street is called "Fortune-telling Street". Fortune Telling Street! I am amazed that there is such a street in Yunmeng, where so many blind friends gather.Perhaps there is their own joy and harvest here. In the eyes of outsiders, this is the most sympathetic street in Yunmeng City! Ouyang gently sat in front of a young fortune teller and asked him to tell his own fortune.With a smile on his face, the fortune teller lowered his head slightly and asked him his birthday horoscope in a low voice, and then solved it word by word. I lightly poked his arm: "Do you still believe this?" Ouyang acted as if he hadn't heard my words at all, and still listened to the fortune teller's godly talk with a pious face. About ten minutes later, Ouyang stood up and thanked the fortune teller.Ouyang turned around and took out a thick stack of money, took out two hundred yuan bills, and handed them to the fortune teller. At this moment, Ouyang has become an absolute "big-name benefactor"! I was a little surprised to see that Ouyang had so much cash as if by a magic trick!His assistant didn't know when he came to him! "Thank you for your great kindness! Thank you for your great kindness!" The fortune teller pinched the two hundred-yuan bills that Ouyang had stuffed in his hand, and kept saying words of gratitude, even straightened up and asked for Bow to Ouyang. "Don't, it's not easy for you..." Ouyang hurriedly reached out to help the fortune teller up.Then I saw tears in his eyes. After carefully helping the fortune-teller sit down, Ouyang took the stack of 50-yuan and 100-yuan banknotes in his hand, bowed slightly and handed them out to all the blind people one by one... Suddenly, there was quite a commotion on the fortune-telling street.There was only a voice of gratitude.In this boiling scene, everyone's face was shining with excitement. "Who else hasn't got it?" Ouyang shouted to the street holding some remaining bills in his hand.Immediately, people gathered and distributed the remaining money. Most of them were not blind fortune-tellers, but a few beggar-like tramps.At this moment, a smile appeared on Ouyang's dignified face, but it was also mixed with a bit of sadness. "Brother, you are also an old party member, and you have been in the business field all the time, and you still believe in those blind men's fortune-telling?" After leaving the fortune-telling street, I couldn't help but ask Ouyang. Ouyang seemed to have been pricked by a needle. He turned his head aside as if trying to hide something, and looked out the car window... I felt his mood change instantly.He was silent at first, and then two lines of tears flowed down his cheeks unconsciously. I seem to be able to guess some, but I don't know exactly.Seeing him like this, I can only stop talking. Ouyang, what is the connection between such a billionaire and a group of blind people?Not allowing me to solve this mystery, Ouyang had to rush back to Shenzhen that night when an urgent call came from Shenzhen. Even though time was tight, Ouyang took me to meet his mother before leaving.Ouyang's mother is 83 years old, but her spirit is bright and her face is full of red.Seeing his son coming back, the old man was so happy that he was busy.I always look forward to my son coming back to see her when he finds time. People from the village crowded Ouyang's house.Ouyang kept busy offering cigarettes to adults, handing candy to children, and asking everyone about their lives and difficulties.He personally moved stools and served tea to the elderly in the village.Looking at these surviving old people, Ouyang couldn't help thinking of his father.When I talked about some past events with my fellow villagers, I couldn't help crying. Ouyang's father passed away in the first month of 1999, and his father has been working hard and busy all his life.Ouyang had a deep affection for his father, and he often said: "My father was born short, and he had so-called historical problems. He was always bullied when he was alive. At that time, our family was poor, and no one could save him. He shared the mental and physical burden." Ever since he was sensible, Ouyang tried his best to lighten his father's burden, and wanted to use his filial piety to dilute the bitterness of his father's life.From the day he became a company commander in the army, Ouyang tried his best to satisfy all his father's wishes, trying his best to let his father enjoy the glory and benefits of a "son of an official".But his father passed away within a few days of Qingfu, which is the eternal pain in Ouyang's heart. When burying his father, Ouyang spent more than 10,000 yuan and poured more than 200 kilograms of lime and perlite powder into his father's coffin. Ouyang said that he hoped that his father would "never rot in heaven", so that he could regain a share in the next life. The dignity of being a human being comforts the living. In Ouyang's filial piety, there is a certain strong dignity of father and son seeking redemption! Ouyang deeply regretted the death of his father.At this time, he devoted more filial piety to his mother. On the sixth day of the first lunar month in 2003, Ouyang held a three-day and three-night rural festival and fireworks in his hometown for his mother's 80th birthday. Tens of thousands of people came to celebrate.For that grand celebration, Ouyang built a stage of nearly 500 square meters, the background alone was more than 20 meters high, and a "Shou" character more than ten meters high was shining golden and dazzling.Famous actors in the performing arts circle of Hubei Province sang on this stage for three days, and the famous Hubei drum artist Zhang Mingzhi also performed on the scene.People from ten miles and eight towns don't need congratulations, they can go to Ouyang's house to have a banquet at will, and the main leaders of cities, counties and villages come to celebrate the birthday in person.Those who are related to Ouyang's family can receive a birthday present after paying homage to the old birthday lady Shen... In order to thank his mother and the elders in his hometown for their kindness in nurturing, Ouyang also specially presented a song "I wish my mother a healthy and long life" on stage. Ouyang's daughter Tingting made a special trip back from abroad and sang "I really want to you".This child was brought up by the old man alone. I believe these are tears of gratitude, the happiest tears in the world. The old man in the village said: "I have never seen such a grand birthday celebration. No farmer can afford such a grand birthday celebration. Xiangshan baby is the most filial son here, and there is no one in a hundred years!" Ouyang said that the reason why he made his mother's birthday celebration so big was not that he wanted to be extravagant, but actually had two meanings: one was that he really wanted to repay his parents and fellow villagers who had raised and helped him through such activities them.The most important meaning of the second layer is to remind and influence all the children in the world to be filial to their parents through his impressive form of filial piety to his mother.Treat the hometown where I was born and raised with a grateful heart, otherwise, no matter how successful my career is, I will not be a perfect person. There is another thing that is a bit strange and mysterious, but this is what I saw with my own eyes——a big lump of soil protruded under the old bed where Ouyang lived before leaving home, and it is still "growing" !According to the local feng shui master, this is a sign of great wealth and good fortune for the Ouyang family, and it is also a strange person who came out of Yunmeng!I graduated from a graduate degree majoring in philosophy. I firmly believe in Marxism-Leninism. I am also a member of the Communist Party of China with nearly 30 years of party experience. I have never been superstitious.But when I stood on the side of the soil where Ouyang was born and observed this strange phenomenon with my own eyes, my consciousness and thinking were a little confused-I couldn't explain this real objective phenomenon!All the villagers in the village who are older than me affirmed that this raised bag suddenly appeared after Ouyang went to sea for business in 1994, and it is an auspicious thing!I also noticed that when I was watching this spectacle of the Ouyang family, several peasant-like people also walked into the old homestead of the Ouyang family. It is a sign of good fortune for others.That night, Ouyang and I broke up in front of the soil bag in his old residence, which symbolizes his fortune and wealth.We both smiled at the bump when we parted. Hearing this, to be honest, Ouyang really has something to admire.But at the same time, his flickering, sometimes disappearing banknotes and these inexplicable things are really puzzling.Such a billionaire who can’t afford 200 yuan in his pocket, a man who respectfully distributes money to a group of blind people, doubts and doubts are rolling in my mind with the speeding wheels...