You have the right not to speak.

Song Liyu seemed to be a strict math teacher, standing on the podium and looking down at the students. At this moment, she had no dignity as a leader, nor the kindness as a mother, but exuded an aura that made people feel pressured. The younger generation felt this sense of oppression deeply, and they had not yet fully digested the information they had just received.

At this time, my uncle Chen Di stepped forward and said, "Dad, if the company really can't pay wages on time, then I can advance the 1 yuan. After all, these workers are old employees of our factory, and we must not let their lives be affected!"

Grandpa Chen Qing Ling sat on the armchair, his left hand supporting his right arm, his right hand placed on his chin, his eyes slightly closed, and he said after a deep sigh.

"Alas! They have enjoyed a comfortable life for too long. This cannot go on. The Chen family must not support an idler anymore. If they don't want to work hard, there are still ways. They can sell the pear garden to pay off the debt. In this way, they can buy a few more shops and collect rent, which is also a good choice."

: "As for what to do, it's up to you to decide."

After that, Grandpa stopped talking, as if he was waiting for something. The whole room was silent, with only the heavy breathing of the crowd coming and going.

Seeing that no one objected, Grandpa continued, "Adi, I still haven't paid you back the 2 yuan I owed you for the last factory crisis! Haihua, you will be responsible for paying back the 2 yuan to your uncle in the future. Ali, remember to make a note on the letter of commitment you give him later.

After hearing this, the younger generation's mood was full of ups and downs, with surprise and joy intertwined in their hearts. It was surprising that the Chen family had declined to this point and needed external forces to maintain it; but what made people happy was that fortunately, this had become a thing of the past.

In this world, there is a kind of people who always do something earth-shaking in obscurity. Just like my uncle Chen Di... Several younger generations admire and feel ashamed... In fact, the clown has always been himself.

Hearing this, Haihua showed a puzzled expression on his face, and couldn't help asking: "Why me?"

There was a hint of confusion and bewilderment in his voice, as if he was very surprised to be involved.

Father Chen Ziye snorted coldly and said with great sorrow: "Do you even need to ask this? Because you spend the most money in the family, spend the longest time studying, and you still have two years to graduate."

That expression was as if he had done something unforgivable.

Haihua's heart seemed to be swept by an earth-shaking storm, but his expression remained calm, as if nothing had happened.

He looked at his father silently, with a hint of helplessness and grievance in his eyes. He knew that his status in the family was not high, and he had always been regarded as the child who spent the most money. And now, this responsibility was once again ruthlessly placed on his shoulders. He felt like a person who could not escape the shackles of fate, and no matter how hard he tried, he could not change the status quo.

However, Haihua did not give up easily. He secretly made up his mind to pay off the debt with his own efforts. Although he still had two years to graduate, he decided to look for a part-time job from now on and strive to earn enough money as soon as possible.

He believed that as long as he persevered, he would be able to get out of this predicament one day and prove his worth. After all, the creditors did not ask for early repayment.

Haihua then asked, "So, Mom and Dad, how much tuition are you willing to give me?"

Mother Song Liyu looked up at her little son, who had a calm face and no joy on his face. After thinking for a while, she said, "The workers haven't been paid yet. There's only 500 yuan, no more."

The average wage per person is 36 yuan, and people say "Long live 36 yuan", so 500 yuan is considered a huge sum of money.

Haihua heard this and asked, "Did you give me this 500 yuan alone, or will Dad give me another 500 yuan? And when can I get this money? Cuiyuan is almost draining my savings."

At this time, the father Chen Ziye interrupted and said, "Don't worry, kid, Dad will also give you 500 yuan. I will give it to you later, okay?"

Haihua said happily: "Thank you, Mom and Dad."

Grandpa Chen Qing Ling felt that he was being ignored and was very unhappy. He asked with a sullen face: "Haihua, why don't you ask how much we are supporting?"

Haihua, however, seemed to have changed into a different person. He rudely retorted to his grandfather: "This huge debt is all thanks to your kindness, Grandpa!"

When my grandfather heard this, he was immediately furious and shouted angrily: "I'm not a fool, why should I bargain with you?"

Seeing that the situation was not good, the uncle Chen Di at the side quickly lowered his voice and scolded: "Hua'er, why are you disrespectful again? Have you forgotten the factor of inflation? If you feel wronged, I don't want this money, but can I rob you or sell you out?"

Although Haihua was extremely angry, he still suppressed his emotions and did not explode on the spot. He just glared at his grandfather fiercely. He used all his strength to keep himself calm and tried to control his emotions that were about to collapse. He complained: "I would rather you sell me! Humph!"

He thought, let's act, I'm the one who is in debt anyway. When it comes to money, these old foxes are all the same.

At this moment, the whole scene was silent, and everyone listened quietly to Haihua's verbal battles and arguments. Even if it were someone else in such a situation, they probably wouldn't know how to deal with it, not to mention that he was just a 19-year-old kid.

Only Grandpa Chen Qing Ling drank the strong tea in his hand with a lonely look on his face, but he knew that he had to be ruthless for once. He would not feel at ease with anyone else except Xiao Si Hai Hua who could take over this huge family business.

As expected, Haihua took over all the debts. Everything went as planned, he should be very happy, why was he so sad? ?

Seeing that both sides had calmed down, Song Liyu continued, "If military strategists rely solely on recklessness and enthusiasm, they will inevitably be deceived by the enemy, seduced by the enemy's superficial or one-sided situation, and encouraged by the irresponsible and lack of insightful suggestions of their subordinates, thus encountering failure. This is because they do not know or are unwilling to know that any military plan should be based on necessary reconnaissance and careful thinking about the enemy's situation and its relationship with each other."