Wenwen whispered mysteriously to Mrs. Ding, "Mrs. Ding, wear a backless evening gown to the party. You'll be the center of attention."

Mrs. Ding's eyes lit up. She was very sensitive to clothing and said, "That's a great idea."

Wenwen thought of a small thing and said, "I'll get you a little gadget."

She turned and went back into the house to search. When she came out, she handed a small box to Mrs. Sedin. "This is called glitter powder. It's used as the last step in makeup. It can be used as eye shadow and on the face. You can also apply a little on the back of a backless dress. It will have an unexpected effect."

This box of glitter was made for the village primary school to hold a cultural performance. Teacher Shen mentioned that if students could stick some shiny things on their faces, the folk dance would look better, so Wenwen made the glitter for them.

Wenwen wasn't sure if glitter existed in Hong Kong or abroad at the time. "Mrs. Ding, have you ever used glitter?"

Mrs. Ding was very curious. "I've never used it, nor have I heard of it. Is it really that effective?"

Wenwen is certain, "After using it, it will flash under the light, giving people a sense of mystery."

Although this box of glitter is crudely made and cannot compare with the various glitters of later generations, it is the only one available now.

Councillor Ding was already urging Mrs. Ding that they had to catch the train.

Mrs. Ding said to Wenwen, "We should talk on the phone more often from now on."

Wenwen nodded, "Okay, you must call me when you get to Hong Kong."

Two bodyguards carried a large box and several snakeskin bags onto the truck.

The snakeskin bag was filled with gifts given to the couple by the villagers, including some dried wild mushrooms, dried bamboo shoots, and various dried vegetables. Mrs. Ding happily accepted them all and thanked the villagers for giving them such delicious dried goods.

Seeing that Mrs. Ding did not dislike them, the villagers liked this approachable Hong Kong official's wife even more. They all warmly invited the couple to visit Lijiawan again next time.

Shi Weijie on this side held Shi Yuhe tightly. He couldn't bear to leave his father and didn't expect his father to leave so soon.

Shi Yuhe's eyes were sore. He patted his son's back. The child was growing very fast. The child he had been with before was now as tall as his shoulders. When he came back next time, he might be taller than him.

"Xiao Jie, you have to take good care of grandpa at home. You are a young man and an adult now. Daddy has handed the family home to you. I will come back to visit often."

Shi Weijie, who had been holding back tears for a long time, finally burst into tears. "Dad, you must take good care of yourself in Hong Kong. Don't worry about home. I will take good care of Grandpa. Sister Xiao Qiao mentioned that Hong Kong is very chaotic. You must pay attention to your safety."

In fact, he wanted his father to stay in Lijiawan and not go so far away, but his grandfather said that a man should have ambitions.

Shi Yuhe wiped his son's tears and said, "You're a young man now. You can't cry like you did when you were little. Don't worry. Dad is an adult and can take care of himself. Besides, with Councillor Ding and the others around, no one dares to bully me."

Shi Weijie then shyly wiped the tears from his face and supported his grandfather beside him.

Shi Fuze also couldn't bear to leave his son. He hoped that his family could be together. "Since you want to make a living in Hong Kong, I won't stop you. But you must know that your old father and young son are waiting for you at home."

Shi Yuhe wiped his eyes and said, "Dad, I know that your well-being is my greatest motivation. I will call you often and come back to visit when I have time."

Shi Fuze patted his arm and said, "Let's go. We still have to catch the train."

Shi Fuze is already very satisfied that his son is still alive. Since his son has lofty ambitions, he will let him go.

Everyone watched the car drive away and everything returned to calm.

When the little monkey saw that the car had left, it happily pulled Wenwen's ears and danced to show that it wanted to go to the valley.

Wenwen laughed, "It seems like you're looking forward to Mrs. Ding leaving every day so that I can take you to the valley to play."

Cancan shook his head, "You are wronging Monkey. You said you wanted to go to the valley with me to play."

Wenwen glanced at Cancan suspiciously. "That's strange. You often went back to the valley alone before. Why did you insist on me going with you this time? Tell me, do you have any intentions?"

Cancan felt a little guilty, "You're talking nonsense, I didn't do that."

Wenwen saw its guilty and wandering gaze and said, "You still haven't admitted it. Are you attracted to some little female monkey and want me to propose to you?"

How could the little monkey understand this? "What do you mean by marriage? I don't understand. Anyway, I just want to go to the valley with you. You haven't been there for a long time."

Wenwen stared at it suspiciously for a while, "Not today, I have to go to work, I can only go on Sunday, that is, there are no classes in school, and the day off is Sunday, you wait and see."

Wenwen ignored the little monkey's howling and went to work calmly.

After being busy for a while, I finally have some free time and can return to my normal work and commuting routine.

Wenwen was quickly browsing the pharmaceutical factory's goods in and out bills for this month.

As pharmaceutical factories grow, the demand for raw materials is also increasing. Now the herbs used to make medicines are all purchased from other places. The medicinal materials in Lijiawan are either artificially cultivated or wild herbs picked in the mountains.

They are only used to make special medicines for the army. Previously, they were only supplied to the special forces of the Beijing Military Region, but now they are supplied to special forces across the country. The pharmaceutical factory has opened another assembly line for this purpose and put the factory's best workers on this line to produce special-effect medicines.

The pharmaceutical factory is developing well now. Two new production lines were added last month. The factory operates an eight-hour two-shift system, but it still cannot meet the hospital's demand.

Now the shipments have been delayed to two or three months. If the production continues like this, the shipments will be further delayed in the future. The data at hand show that many hospitals in remote provinces have increased the quantity of medicines.

Wenwen threw the document aside and didn't want to look at it anymore. If the fundamental problem is not solved, production capacity will not increase.

I don’t know what the attitude of the higher-ups is now, and whether any funds have been allocated.

The Secretary General did not receive a single call.

The phone suddenly rang. Wenwen, who was engrossed in her thoughts, was so frightened that she almost threw the phone away.

Tang Tian's voice came from the other end of the phone, "Deputy Dean, are you free to come to the guard room? My grandfather came unexpectedly and said he wanted to see you. I asked him what it was, but he refused to tell me."

Wenwen looked down at her watch. It was almost time to get off work. "Okay, I'll be right there."

She hung up the phone and headed towards the guard room.

From a distance, I could hear Old Man Tang scolding Tang Tian, ​​"Why didn't you tell your family that you were working at the pharmaceutical factory? Do you still see me as your grandfather?"

"Why should I report where I work to you? My parents are divorced, and I live with my mom. I don't have much to do with the Tang family anymore."

Old Master Tang pointed at Tang Tian and said, "You have the blood of the Tang family flowing in your veins. Don't forget your last name is Tang."

Tang Tianbo didn't care. "How about? I'll change my last name to Lu."