Transmigrated as the Ultimate Fake Rich Daughter in the 70s

Transmigrated as the fake rich daughter, schemed by the reborn true rich daughter to go down to the countryside as an educated youth, living in poverty and destitution, short on food and necessitie...

Chapter 345 The Question of Autonomy

After all, young people and old people have few common topics. When the older generation walks together, they can still reminisce about the past.

"Okay, okay, that's good. I'll ask them if they want to talk about it again." Yan Guofeng smiled.

Zhong Yuxiu nodded, "Okay, there's still plenty of time, we can arrange it slowly."

"Yes, take your time."

Yuxiu smiled and said to the old man, "Your Excellency..."

"Ding-ling-ling."

Before she could finish her words, the phone rang again. Zhong Yuxiu smiled apologetically at the old man and said, "Grandpa, I need to take a call."

The old man waved his hand, signaling her to go.

Zhong Yuxiu nodded, walked to the telephone desk, and answered the phone. "Hello, who is this?"

"Comrade Zhong, it's still me."

"Comrade Xi Nian, why are you here again? Replying so quickly?"

Xi Nian said, "The higher-ups want you to take on both responsibilities. As for the matter you agreed to with the West City First Hospital, the leadership wants to transfer you to the research institute. Do you think that's feasible? You'll be able to manage the research institute, which will make it easier for you to conduct research and lead people. In addition, if you want to conduct any experiments in the future, you don't have to go through my channels. Just give the order, and someone will naturally deliver the materials and herbs to you."

"You talk so nicely, but you just want to exploit me. From now on I can't call you Comrade Xi Nian anymore. I have to call you Xi Pao Pi." It's infuriating.

Xi Nian couldn't help laughing, "As long as you agree, you can shout whatever you want."

"You are really bold." Zhong Yuxiu touched the tip of her nose.

"Look, can you agree to this?" After waiting for a while without a response, Xi Nian continued, "If you're willing, you'll have the final say over the institute. You can lead it however you want. Oh, and the leadership has also promised that the institute you manage will receive priority funding in the future. They can also build a laboratory specifically for you at the Medical Research Institute, using all the latest equipment."

"The wool comes from the sheep." That's really good calculation.

Xi Nian laughed and said, "There's nothing we can do about it. Would you consider it?"

What else is there to consider? The driving conditions are so good, you’d be a fool not to agree.

"Don't think about it."

"You really don't consider it?"

Zhong Yuxiu's eyes flickered, and she rolled her eyes at the wall, "Do you think I won't take over?"

"What, what do you mean? You agreed?" Xi Nian's happy laughter became much brighter. "I'll write back to the leader right away. Comrade Zhong, thank you very much. You don't have to go to the West First Hospital for the transfer. We will bring your things over, and the transfer letter as well."

Zhong Yuxiu hung up the phone and returned to sit in front of the crib, "Grandpa."

"What's wrong? Does Xi Nian want to talk to you about something?" The old man looked up and asked.

"Well, the higher-ups want to transfer me to the Medical Research Institute, first to take on the institute's responsibilities, and then to take over the research on the repair fluid. Although the repair fluid on the market has passed clinical trials, its efficacy is not as good as my finished product, and the higher-ups are not satisfied."

Yan Guofeng seemed to be lost in thought. After a few breaths, he looked up and asked, "Can you handle this?"

"They'll send transfer orders from Chengxi First Hospital directly to the research institute. We won't have to go to work there anymore." Zhong Yuxiu sighed softly, looking at the children's chubby white faces, feeling a pang of sadness. "After going to work at the research institute, we'll spend less time at home."

"Work hard, and let Dashan pick you up every night so you can still see the children. When they grow up, I can also ask them to come to the institute to see you."

The blueprint outlined was very good, but Zhong Yuxiu shook her head, "The research institute is too far away. It will take you more than two hours to go there and back."

"The Medical Research Institute is in Zhongguancun, not too far away." Yan Guofeng began to consider a question. "Yuxiu, should we buy a house in Zhongguancun and move there? It would be convenient for you to get in and out."

"Grandpa, no need. Even if I go to the research institute, I will still work at Hua University."

Yan Guofeng finally gave up and said, "Then let them provide you with a car."

"I will." If she was given a mess that didn't even deserve a car, could she really walk over it on her own two feet when Yan Rushan was busy?

The father and son talked for a long time. At noon, Yan Rushan returned with some seafood in his hands. When Zhong Yuxiu saw it, she finally smiled.

"It's too late to cook seafood now. Let Aunt Wang and Aunt Gong cook it for dinner in the evening." She took the basket and handed it to Wang Daya who came out of the kitchen. She pulled Yan Rushan to sit on the sofa and told him what happened.

Yan Rushan squeezed her little hand and said, "It's okay. I'll pick you up from now on."

"Goodbye, you are busy too. It takes more than two hours to pick someone up and drop them off. It's tiring." After dropping the person off, he had to go back to the city to work. Once in the morning and once in the afternoon. It wasted too much time. How many four-hour days are there in a day?

She did not reject Mr. Yan's kindness, that was for the old man; if Yan Rushan said that, she would never agree, he would also be tired, running back and forth every day, she would also feel distressed.

Don’t say that driving is not tiring. That’s a lie. Driving is still very tiring. It tests your eyesight and adaptability.

"It's okay, I'm not very busy here." A faint smile appeared in his deep eyes, soft and doting. "There are Luo San and others in the company, and I have also cultivated a few confidants. I feel at ease with them around."

Zhong Yuxiu still shook her head and refused. "You don't have to pick me up every day. You can just drop me off when you're free. I don't go to the research institute every day."

"Really?" He wanted to give it to her.

"No, I'll ask the higher-ups to assign me a car."

Yan Rushan finally nodded in agreement. "That's fine. It's really unfair of them to leave the business to you. Ask for more benefits from them, such as vacation time, salary, and control of the research institute."

Since it is in her hands, it is natural for her to have all the authority in her hands.

"Xi Nian mentioned this matter. He said that the institute would give me full management authority. I can run it however I want. The funds due will not be reduced, and I will have priority. I think it's great." Zhong Yuxiu added, "Brother Yan, I have an idea now. I wonder if it's feasible."

Yan Rushan nodded and leaned back. "Tell me, I'm listening."

"I thought, instead of taking the money they gave me, I would exchange it for a share of the drug profits."

"You don't want money, you want a share? Do you want to run the business independently? Don't give the research institute to them, and turn it into a private business?"

Zhong Yuxiu shook her head slightly. "It's not a private property, the research institute is still publicly owned. It's just that I need this independence; it will make it easier to manage the business later. Without the financial power in my hands, it would be too restrictive."

"The institute still belongs to the state, so we have control over its operations, which is certainly beneficial," Yan Rushan pondered. "With financial power in hand, you have autonomy when you issue your own policies. With good benefits, employees will naturally focus on research."

Researchers are also normal people. They need to eat, drink, defecate and urinate. Those who are rich are not so bad; those who are poor rely entirely on the salary and benefits of the company, such as housing allocation!

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