Chapter 320 Technical Consultant

A family of three sat at the dining table eating breakfast.

Hao Hao held a round egg in his chubby hand, rolled it twice on the table, and then gently tapped it against the table.

Then, he painstakingly peeled the eggshell little by little with his fingertips.

Gu Yihan noticed that no matter how carefully Hao Hao peeled the egg, there was always egg white on the shell.

She couldn't help but chuckle softly: "Do you want Mom to peel it for you?"

Hao Hao was so anxious that sweat was starting to bead on his forehead. Hearing Gu Yihan's words, he quickly put the eggs in her hand.

He said dejectedly, "Mom, is Hao Hao particularly stupid? He can't even peel an egg properly."

Gu Yihan turned her head to look at him and said with a smile, "It's not Hao Hao's fault, it's the eggs' fault."

"Fresh eggs have a high concentration of carbon dioxide in their shells, and the inner shell membrane is tightly bound to the albumen, making it difficult to peel off after cooking."

Hao Hao nodded, not understanding, and stopped worrying about it, taking small sips of his millet porridge.

Gu Yihan peeled an egg and glanced up at Lu Huailin, who was drinking porridge.

He asked casually, "Didn't Dad say he was coming this afternoon?"

"What's wrong?"

Lu Huailin looked at his wife with suspicion. Didn't she already know yesterday?

Gu Yihan quickly placed the peeled eggs into Hao Hao's bowl and asked, "Is Mom coming?"

She wasn't worried about anything else, except that Lu's mother would cause trouble for no reason.

She didn't think she was a dutiful daughter-in-law.

Upon hearing this, Lu Huailin pondered for a moment, then said uncertainly, "They should come."

"After all, Hao Hao's mother has never seen him since he was born."

Upon hearing this, Gu Yihan frowned slightly, sighed, and asked, "Are you busy this afternoon?"

"If you're not busy, could you please take half a day off?"

"You know, your mother and I don't have much in common."

Lu Huailin chuckled and said, "Okay, I'll take half a day off this afternoon."

Gu Yihan smiled slightly at Lu Huailin and nodded, saying, "That puts my mind at ease."

It wasn't that she was judging others by her own petty standards.

The relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law is really too frustrating.

After finishing breakfast, Lu Huailin went to the military base.

Hao Hao is lying on the sofa reading a comic book.

Gu Yihan, wearing a plaid apron, was cleaning in the kitchen.

Hearing the phone ringing in the living room, I quickly went over to answer it.

Upon hearing from the sentry at the gate that a female comrade named Fu Ling had come to visit, he asked if she knew her.

Upon hearing this, Gu Yihan paused for a moment, then said, "I know him."

Half an hour later

Gu Yihan watched as Fu Ling walked in carrying a net bag and jokingly said, "Director Fu, your information network is really impressive."

Fu Ling smiled and stepped forward to warmly take Gu Yihan's arm: "I heard from Zhang Limin yesterday that you came to Beijing."

That's why I came to see you today.

Gu Yihan smiled and invited her inside to sit down.

When Fu Ling entered the room, she saw Hao Hao lying on the sofa with his net bag on the coffee table.

Smiling, she walked up to Hao Hao, patted his little head, and said apologetically, "I didn't know what your son liked to eat, so I bought him some snacks."

"I'm already very happy that you're here, why would you need to bring anything else?"

After saying that, she turned to Hao Hao and instructed him, "Hao Hao, Aunt Fu bought you some snacks. What do you want to say?"

Hao Hao slid off the sofa, stood up, looked up at Fu Ling, and said in a childish voice, "Thank you, Aunt Fu."

Looking at Hao Hao's adorable appearance, Fu Ling's heart melted completely.

She reached out and pulled him into her arms, sitting him on the sofa. She sighed, "Xiao Han, I really envy you for having such a lovely child."

Gu Yihan was stunned for a moment upon hearing this, thinking that Fu Ling was already in her thirties and she had never heard her talk about her family.

The two were not very familiar with each other, and she didn't like to pry into other people's privacy.

He turned and went to the kitchen to pour her a glass of honey water, then smiled and changed the subject: "Director Fu, why aren't you at work today?"

Hao Hao got off Fu Ling on his own and sat quietly on the sofa, looking at the comic book.

Fu Ling took the water, took a sip, and looked up at Gu Yihan sitting in the chair opposite her.

She smiled and said, "Xiao Han, I heard you're currently unemployed?"

Gu Yihan smiled and nodded, saying, "We just finished organizing, and we don't know what kind of work we'll be doing yet."

Fu Ling didn't beat around the bush and stated her purpose directly: "Xiao Han, I am now the head of the technical department at the Beijing Shirt Factory."

"Our factory's main export is shirts, but we also have a lot of export orders for other silk garments and wool coats with good designs."

"I just wanted to ask you if you'd be interested in taking on a sinecure as a technical consultant for our factory?"

Gu Yihan looked embarrassed and explained, "Director Fu, I don't know how to draw drafts."

Fu Ling quickly said, "I don't need you to draw a draft."

“Every week, our technical staff come to the family compound with their drafts. Can you give them some pointers?”

Fu Ling was worried that she might have let something slip, so she thought about it for a moment.

He added, "Xiao Han, don't worry, the benefits are the same as those of a regular technician, and the salary is 65 yuan per month."

Gu Yihan couldn't go to work in the city, so she thought about it for a long time before coming up with this roundabout solution.

Gu Yihan looked at Fu Ling with a puzzled expression and asked, "Sister Ling, can you make the decision?"

She initially wanted to refuse, but then she thought that sending forty yuan to Grandma Gu every month was not a solution; she couldn't just sit around and live off her savings.

This job doesn't require her to be in the office; someone comes to her door every month to offer suggestions, so it's acceptable.

When Fu Ling noticed that Gu Yihan had changed how she addressed her, she knew things were looking promising.

He quickly patted his chest and assured her, "Xiao Han, don't worry, I've already spoken to the factory."

"The factory leaders know that you can innovate based on the drawings, and they especially appreciate your talent."

Upon hearing this, Gu Yihan's lips twitched involuntarily.

She's not a talented person, she's just seen a lot.

Anyone from later generations who came to this era could become a fashion icon.

Both parties agreed that staff from the Beijing Shirt Factory would visit the family compound every Friday.

Fu Ling stood up with a smile and said goodbye to Gu Yihan.

On the other side

Zhao Xu felt uncomfortable wearing Zhang Mei's underwear, mainly because there was too little fabric, and it became uncomfortable after walking only a few steps.

Helpless, he could only tug at his pants every now and then.

Lin Zhenhua walked behind Zhao Xu, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes: "Zhengwu, did you take a dump and not wipe your butt?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Huailin and Gao Guoqiang simultaneously shifted their gaze to Zhao Xu's buttocks, just in time to see him gently tug at them.

Zhao Xu looked at Lu Huailin and Gao Guoqiang's eyes and knew they had misunderstood.

Enraged, he yelled at Lin Zhenhua, "What nonsense are you spouting?"

"I got bitten on the butt by a bug, I just scratched it."

After saying that, he glared at the clueless Lin Zhenhua, snorted coldly, and strode towards his office.

He looked utterly guilty.

Lin Zhenhua turned to Lu Huailin and Gao Guoqiang and mocked Zhao Xu: "See? I guessed right. He's feeling guilty."

Lu Huailin didn't reply, but glanced at the time on his wrist and looked at Gao Guoqiang beside him.

He said, "I have something to do this afternoon, so I'll be leaving now."

Gao Guoqiang nodded, indicating that he understood.