Luan Feng cheered and jumped off the kang and ran out.

"Little devil, eat your meal honestly and leave after you finish eating."

Luan Feng's mother's loud shout was like a blow to the head. Luan Feng immediately became listless and made a face before sitting down at the table.

Luan Feng's mother stewed and stir-fried four dishes, including fish, meat and chicken, and filled four large plates.

"Wow! So many delicious foods, Mom! What day is it today?"

Luan Feng's mother glared at her daughter and asked herself why she gave birth to such a brainless daughter.

Of course I have to make something delicious now that Xiao Wan is back.

The family started to eat. The atmosphere was harmonious and lively with questions and answers.

After dinner, Luan Feng took Wan Feng to the west room, naturally to tell Wan Feng about her income for the past three months.

"You don't have to recite them one by one, that's too much trouble. Just tell me how much money you made and that's it."

"Aren't you afraid that I might be greedy?"

"Be greedy if you want. Anyway, what's mine is mine, and your future is mine too."

"Bad guy!"

The income in these three months has increased significantly compared to last month. Last time, Wan Feng’s income in three months was more than 400,000, but in these three months it has exceeded 600,000.

He originally thought that he could reach one million by the end of the year, but he didn't expect that his income this year has already reached one million in July.

The bulk of the revenue growth came from the increase in the number of tape recorders.

Only more than 400 units were sold in the past three months, and in the same three months, although the production was still not high, about 2,000 units were sold.

This item alone brought in more than a hundred thousand in additional income, and the rest of the extra income was just a little more.

The machinery factory's dividends increased a little, the rubber shoe factory's dividends increased a little, and the garment factory's dividends also increased a little.

As a result, Wan Feng's total assets now reached 2.5 million, a number that made him very unhappy.

"I'd like to rent the upper courtyard of the brigade as a dormitory and hire a group of workers to work in three shifts. Do you think that's feasible?"

"You can handle it yourself while I'm not here. You can't ask me everything. You're the factory director too."

"I make the decision myself when you're not here, but since you're here, I need to ask for your opinion."

Wan Feng squinted his eyes and said, "You speak as if you take me seriously."

Luan Feng got furious when she heard this: "Do you think I take you seriously? You heartless thing, I'll twist you to death!"

As he spoke, he began to show his fangs and claws.

Wan Feng quickly interrupted: "Where's your motorcycle? I don't think I've seen it."

When the topic of motorcycles came up, Luan Feng seemed to have been electrocuted. He immediately became listless and grunted for a long time before whispering, "It's broken...it's broken."

"How did it break down?"

"I hit my head against the wall." Luan Feng answered honestly.

"Are you addicted to crashing into things? If your motorcycle is damaged, you use people to hit it. How come you are not damaged?"

"At the moment when the motorcycle was about to hit the wall, I jumped off. Am I smart?" Luan Feng was actually very proud of himself.

Wan Feng held his head in his hands, looking miserable: "I really hope the car jumps out and you crash into the wall!"

"Ah? You bad guy, you don't have me in your heart."

Wan Feng: …

Wan Feng decided not to bother with Luan Feng about such things anymore. Instead of getting angry with her here, he might as well go and see how badly the motorcycle was hit.

The motorcycle was in the shed, and the front fork and front tire were deformed. It was indeed caused by the front wheel hitting something. There was no other damage.

"Can it be repaired?" Luan Feng squatted beside Wan Feng and asked worriedly.

Isn't there a dismantled motorcycle in the machinery shop? Just replace the front fork and tire of that motorcycle.

"No problem, you can ride it tomorrow."

"Yeah! I knew you could fix it, so I wasn't worried at all."

"I can fix the car if it breaks down, but I can't do anything if you crash it."

"That's the hospital's business."

This heartless answer made Wan Feng very angry.

"You're not working the night shift tonight?"

"Why would I work the night shift if you're back?"

"From now on, just let the workshop director take charge of the shift. You don't have to take charge of the shift yourself, and you don't have to go to the workshop anymore. As the factory director, you should handle the things that the factory director should handle. But if there is anything, you must discuss it with Sister Min." Why should you, the factory director, join in the fun when there is already a workshop director?

However, Wan Feng was still worried about letting Luan Feng handle the factory affairs on his own, so it would be better to let Jiang Min help with the advice. This was also the reason why he asked Jiang Min to be in charge of logistics management when he came back last time.

I wonder if Jiang Min has figured out the call for papers for that publication?

Wan Feng didn't plan to ask Luan Feng about this matter. He felt that asking her would be better than asking his own knees.

"Go to the stadium and take a look."

The two of them left home and came to the stadium.

In order to liven up the villagers' cultural life, the playground was fixed on a piece of land dug out by a brick and tile factory.

The clay in this area has been dug out, and because the main kiln of the brick and tile factory is far away, it has become a piece of empty land with little use value, and has no other use except for placing bricks and tiles.

The playground for storing bricks and tiles was too big and there was no need to use such a far place, so this place was built into a sports field.

There are now three courts in total, two sand courts and one concrete court.

This time, both adults and children in Wahou had a great time, and there were crowds of people dancing wildly in the three venues.

Wan Feng and Luan Feng were wandering around the court, and finally saw a bearded guy on the concrete field.

This guy still plays basketball in the same way. Wan Feng thinks his pants deserve to be pulled down.

He walked over to the coalition side and said to a guy who was cheering, "Replace that unshaven guy."

The guy who shouted "Come on" had no intention of paying attention to Wan Feng, but after seeing Wan Feng, he blinked a few times and then remembered who the young man was.

So, Brother Huzi came down very dissatisfied.

"Why did you replace me? I haven't...boy! Why are you back again?"

"Haha, Brother Huzi! You don't welcome me back? It seems your memory is not that good. People with bad memory are not suitable for being stationed outside. You should go home and take care of your wife. If you don't go back, your wife might prepare a hat for you."

"I just went back two days ago."

"Really? Is your wife passionate about you?"

Brother Hu Zi was stunned for a moment: "How do you know?"

"Am I still being so caring and gentle towards you?"

"Yes!"

"It's over, you are in danger. Let me see if there is a green light on your head." Wan Feng pretended to look at Brother Hu's head.

"Go away, stop talking nonsense. Why did you ask me to come down here?"

"What are you talking about? Have you reported back to your factory about what we talked about last time?"

"We've received feedback, and our factory has adopted it. Believe it or not, ever since we installed that inkjet machine, our equipment sales have improved significantly."

“Is it in color?”

Brother Huzi shook his head: "That's not the case. It can only be made in black and white."

Black and white is fine, and I guess color will be available soon.

Now you can consider opening a carton factory.