[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-that-year-the-flowers-bloomed-in-1981":3,"chapter-that-year-the-flowers-bloomed-in-1981-that-year-the-flowers-bloomed-in-1981-chapter-872":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","That Year, the Flowers Bloomed in 1981",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2295290,4489,"Chapter 872: Is Li Ye Giving Us a Warning?","that-year-the-flowers-bloomed-in-1981-chapter-872",872,"\u003Cp>At nearly ten o’clock, Jin Peng, Hao Jian, Wang Jianqiang, and their families arrived at Li Ye’s home.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After entering, Jin Peng teased Pei Wencong: “Oh? Mr. Pei, you’re the farthest away, yet you arrived first!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pei Wencong smiled: “Jin Peng, just call me Lao Pei, alright? ‘Mr. Pei’ makes me feel uncomfortable.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hahaha~ I’m wrong, I’m wrong—I’ll drink three glasses myself as punishment!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jin Peng laughed heartily, just as open and bright as before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Li Ye stared at his eye sockets and said: “Peng Ge, have you been drinking too much lately? Your eye sockets are sunken.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jin Peng smiled helplessly and said nothing, but his wife Liu Qiaorong complained: “That’s true—he only comes back once in a while, and all his friends keep coming over, drinking nonstop every day. I can’t stop him.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We planned to arrive at nine, but he was passed out, groaning and unable to get up no matter how much we pushed him. Qiangzi and Hao Da had to wait for him a long time.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jin Peng, embarrassed by his wife’s words, smiled and scolded: “Women don’t understand men’s business—friendship is in the wine.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Qiaorong fell silent immediately; clearly, Jin Peng was the undisputed head of the household.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Li Ye smiled: “Sister, if you can’t stop Peng Ge from drinking, let Zhanqiang and Zhanmei stop him—then see who’s really the boss of this family.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hahaha~ Boss? Come here and kowtow right now!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jin Peng laughed again—if anyone could rein in a big man, it was surely his own children.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Qiaorong gave birth to Jin Zhanqiang three years ago, then went to Hong Kong with Han Chunmei to have a second child, a daughter named Jin Zhanmei, just a few months younger than Xiao You’an.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though Jin Peng was a feared “Big Brother” outside, at home his rank was certainly not first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing Jin Peng’s call, several timid children standing beside their parents knelt down in a rush.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hao Cuicui, Hao Jian’s eldest daughter, spoke first: “Godfather, I kowtow to you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In many parts of Dongshan Province, younger generations kowtow to elders during the New Year. Since Li Ye was Hao Cuicui’s godfather and had sworn brotherhood with Hao Jian and Jin Peng, accepting these children’s kowtows was perfectly fine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Hao Jian’s second son, Hao Tongtong, and Jin Peng’s son, Jin Zhanqiang, were still young and earnest—they didn’t know the New Year greetings, so they simply pressed their foreheads firmly to the floor, thudding loudly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Ye pulled out several red envelopes and handed them to Hao Cuicui and the others; Hao Cuicui and the two other children stood up smiling, happily taking the envelopes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then Pei Wencong also gave red envelopes to the children—all of them contained several hundred grams of gold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hao Tongtong and Jin Zhanqiang had never seen such a “red envelope”—they held the gold medals, staring at them with wide, glittering eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hao Cuicui’s face darkened with anger; she snatched the gold medal from her brother’s hand and handed it to her mother, An Xiaolian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was eleven years old; over the past few years, watching Hao Jian, she had developed a far deeper understanding of human relations than her peers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Ye’s envelope contained only one hundred yuan—certainly not small compared to ordinary people in the 1980s, but utterly stingy next to Pei Wencong’s offerings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet even if Li Ye’s envelope was stingy, it weighed far more than Pei Wencong’s heavy gold medal—how could you be grinning like this over a gold medal?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【How could my dad and mom be so smart and give birth to such a dumb brother? I already called him Godfather—he didn’t even follow suit. What a fool.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before lunch was served, Li Ye had Wen Leyu lead all the women and children to the backyard to play, while he, Hao Jian, Pei Wencong, Jin Peng, and others entered the small reception room for a Spring Festival expanded work meeting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Next year, we aim to mass-produce our own mobile phones on the mainland. If we can’t solve the core components ourselves, we must acquire patents or develop them urgently.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pei Wencong said: “We acquired two telecom companies in the U.S. and obtained some technology, but Motorola’s success this year has been overwhelming—we’re now negotiating, under the name Hong Kong Fengyu, for the production rights to the Motorola 3200.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Motorola 3200 was the “big brother” phone—the first-generation GSM mobile phone, its massive body and long antenna making it a striking icon in Hong Kong and Taiwan films, a symbol of an era.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Ye shook his head: “They won’t sell us production rights. We don’t need to rely solely on the U.S.—Europe’s mobile communication technology is also strong. Borrowing from others can help us—so long as it benefits us, money isn’t an issue.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mainland’s mobile network was already being planned; though Ni Dashen’s R&D team was highly capable, if Pengcheng Fengyu could collaborate with Factory 506 to accelerate progress, Li Ye was willing to pay a premium.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright, alright—I’ll instruct our European branch to speed things up. We’ll have results soon.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pei Wencong nodded eagerly, then suddenly remembered something: “By the way, Mr. Li, the ‘text message’ technology you mentioned last time is showing progress.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Ye exclaimed in delight: “From the U.S. or Europe?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pei Wencong shook his head and smiled: “It’s our own Hong Kong Fengyu R&D. But current mobile phones only have dialing functions—they can’t receive Chinese characters.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So right now, we can only send digital messages from computers to special receiving devices, which then convert them into Chinese characters.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Ye was stunned—this wasn’t a Chinese-display pager?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>According to historical records, on July 19, 1991, the world’s first Chinese-display pager and its central system debuted at Langchao Electronics Information Industry Group on the mainland; soon after, Motorola began producing Chinese-display pagers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The world’s first text message, sent on December 3, 1992, in Britain, read “Merry Christmas.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Ye immediately became serious: “Register the patent immediately and maintain strict secrecy. Until our product is widely launched, no one is allowed to leak this.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pei Wencong replied at once: “Mr. Li, rest assured—I’ve already signed confidentiality agreements with the inventors, and the patent application is underway.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In truth, Pei Wencong didn’t understand why Li Ye placed such importance on this “text message” thing—he thought it was less valuable than Li Ye simply pointing him toward an investment direction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet who could have predicted that this overlooked feature would later be bought by Finland’s Nokia, helping Nokia rise to prominence and shake Motorola’s market position?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh, by the way, Hao Jian—there’s another matter: Fenghua Clothing’s advertising spokesperson needs replacing. Ning Pingping’s wings have grown.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the end of the meeting, Li Ye told Hao Jian about Ning Pingping and asked him to coordinate with Pei Wencong to prepare for a new spokesperson.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hao Jian agreed, but still felt uneasy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So he found an opportunity to smoke with Jin Peng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Jin Peng, do you think when Li Ye said Ning Pingping’s wings have grown, he was subtly warning us?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jin Peng looked at Hao Jian in surprise and laughed: “What are you thinking, Lao Hao? If Li Ye wanted to warn us, would he need to beat around the bush?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hao Jian thought about it—he was right—but still said: “I finally realize how much I suffer from lack of education. Just now, when I listened to you and Lao Pei discussing things, I understood almost nothing.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re overthinking.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jin Peng tossed his cigarette on the ground and said to Hao Jian: “Everyone has their role. Pei Wencong does things you can’t do; you do things he can’t. You now manage over a hundred thousand employees—do you think Li Ye doesn’t trust you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Li Ye has always said: in any industry, if you reach the extreme, that’s a tremendous skill. You’re not trying to make money in every field, are you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hao Jian paused, then shook his head and chuckled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re right, Jin Peng—you’ve got a sharp mind. I’m just swamped with my clothing factory and TV factory—worrying about mobile phones now would be self-inflicted trouble.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In past years, Li Ye would always gather Hao Jian, Jin Peng, and the other four members of the “founding team” to review the year’s achievements and plan for the next.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This year, with Pei Wencong suddenly added, he felt out of place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Hao Jian then asked Jin Peng: “Jin Peng, you’ve been in the north, in Su’e—do you plan to make fur and timber your biggest business?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jin Peng chuckled softly: “I’m not limited to fur and timber.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was 1988 now; Jin Peng increasingly believed Li Ye’s “divine predictions” were flawless—perhaps in another year or two, he’d do something astonishing.\u003C\u002Fp>",1461,"2026-06-20T05:05:02.628Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","01a9aaeb918888ae7943b7c8d978d82b6a2e02fb2b30cbe64d3a9f0ba158f5f3","that-year-the-flowers-bloomed-in-1981-chapter-873","that-year-the-flowers-bloomed-in-1981-chapter-871",884,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthat-year-the-flowers-bloomed-in-1981-cover.jpg"]