Sitting on the back seat of the bicycle, Ye Li was swinging his legs and humming softly.

"Are you in a good mood?" Jiang Xun asked, turning around.

"Yeah." Ye Li put his arm around Jiang Xun's waist and whispered, "Section Chief Liu gave me two tickets, one for a sewing ticket and the other for a TV ticket. These tickets are hard to get. I was thinking about whether we can buy a TV set for the New Year."

"Buy a TV?" Jiang Xun thought for a moment, "Willn't that mean everyone will have to come to our house to watch TV? We won't have any peace at all then."

Ye Li thought about it carefully and said, "That's right. Then let's buy a sewing machine! It will be convenient to mend things with a sewing machine!"

"That's fine." Jiang Xun agreed. "Then what are you going to do with the TV tickets?"

"Put it aside for now. Use it when it's useful."

"good."

The two men returned to the compound. It was almost midnight. The yard was quiet without a sound. It seemed that everyone had fallen asleep.

...

...

Jiang Xun fetched some water and the young couple washed up.

Jiang Xun took off his clothes first and got into the bed. After he warmed up the bed, he let Ye Li take off his clothes and get into the bed.

As soon as she came in, Jiang Xun turned over and pressed Ye Li under him, kissed her cheek, and said in a hoarse voice: "Li Li, fulfill your promise! You told me so yourself last night."

Ye Li nodded with a red face, and put her arms around Jiang Xun's neck, actively welcoming his enthusiasm...

After the New Year's Day holiday.

On his first day at work, Jiang Xun was busy drawing in his office when Director Wang asked him to go to his office.

As soon as he left, Meng Guanglei came up to Lin Zhenfang and said, "Master, I have finished my work. Do you have any other work for me?"

Lin Zhenfang flipped through the work at hand: "I still have a bunch of information cards to fill out. If you don't mind, can you fill them out?"

A trace of disgust flashed across Meng Guanglei's eyes. He lowered his eyes to hide his dissatisfaction, and his face remained respectful: "I don't mind. As long as the work assigned to me by the master is beneficial to me."

Although I said this, I felt extremely disgusted in my heart: How can I benefit or improve myself from being assigned this kind of meaningless work every day?

Lin Zhenfang naturally didn't know what he was thinking, she just felt that this young man was quite humble: "Xiao Meng, you have a very useful brain, work hard and try your best! Try to do something outstanding soon!"

"Thank you, Master." Meng Guanglei took out a box of vanishing cream from his pocket and secretly gave it to Lin Zhenfang. "The weather is getting colder and colder. I saw that your hands are cracked, so I bought a box of facial oil for you."

"Oh, how can this be so embarrassing."

"Why should I be embarrassed? You are my master, not someone else's! Isn't it normal for a disciple to respect his master?"

"Since you said so, I won't be polite."

"Why are you being so polite to me?"

Lin Zhenfang stuffed the vanishing cream into her drawer, encouraged Meng Guanglei with a few words, and then sent him back to work.

However, Meng Guanglei did not intend to leave. Instead, she asked Lin Zhenfang: "Master, Director Wang seems to be willing to call Jiang Xun to the office for a talk! I think Jiang Xun works very hard, why does Director Wang call him over every day for a talk and admonishment?"

Lin Zhenfang laughed when she heard this: "How can this be called a reprimand? This is a sign of respect for him! Jiang Xun is so young, yet he has been tasked with developing and producing looms. The factory leaders are optimistic about him. Director Wang personally invited Jiang Xun to work in the factory, and he thinks highly of him. Moreover, Jiang Xun has accomplished several major things in the past few months, and Director Wang is very proud of him. He must have come to understand the work situation this time, or there must be other good things!"

"Oh." Meng Guanglei responded with pretended disappointment.

Lin Zhenfang saw that he was disappointed, so she comforted him: "Xiao Meng, you are no worse than Jiang Xun. You came late, your talent has not been seen by others, and you lack the corresponding opportunities. I believe that as long as you work hard, you will definitely catch up with Jiang Xun."

Meng Guanglei sighed softly: "I want to work hard to improve myself, but... I don't have the corresponding opportunities. Master, does our factory have any technical problems that are difficult to solve recently? Can I have a try?"

"There are no problems for now, but don't worry, there will be problems sooner or later, as gold will always shine!"

"Yeah." Meng Guanglei nodded dejectedly.

"Young man, you have to eat one bite at a time and walk one step at a time. Going too fast may not be a good thing. I think you work hard, but you have to keep a balanced mentality."

Lin Zhenfang noticed that Meng Guanglei was becoming impatient. He had only been there for a little over a month, but he was already thinking about making great contributions.

Is this a great achievement that everyone can accomplish?

That’s definitely not the case!

The reason why Jiang Xun is so dazzling and noticed by the leaders is that he solved problems that no one else could solve, which made people admire him. That is why he has come to where he is today step by step.

Meng Guanglei has a good foundation, but not as good as Jiang Xun.

Jiang Xun's knowledge is all the result of years of self-study. He has read a lot of books, and many of his concepts and opinions are newer than those of the old people. He is a leader in the front.

Meng Guanglei is smart and has a certain foundation, but if he wants to solve difficult problems on his own, I'm afraid there is still a certain gap.

Lin Zhenfang didn't want to discourage the young people's enthusiasm for progress, so she spoke very tactfully.

"Master, it's not that I want this, but my father has high hopes for me. He pays attention to my situation in the factory every day and hopes that I can achieve some results. I feel pressure..."

Lin Zhenfang nodded: "I understand."

"I was thinking that if the opportunity didn't come, and my boss didn't see my efforts, I didn't know how long it would take for me to achieve results..."

Lin Zhenfang suddenly understood what Meng Guanglei meant. She smiled and said, "Don't worry, I can see your efforts. I will report to the leaders from time to time and strive for more opportunities for you to show your talents!"

Meng Guanglei achieved his goal: "Thank you, Master."

After saying that, he took out a TV ticket from his pocket and placed it in front of Lin Zhenfang: "