The group was reprimanded and slunk away from Sun Zhengguo's office before returning to their own.
As soon as he sat down after entering the room, Zhang Yucheng couldn't help but ask.
"Zheng'an, what's the deal with the rest of us? Do we still need to draw the progress map?"
Sun Zheng'an didn't know what his brother was thinking, so he looked at Zheng Wenhua again.
"Old Zheng, what do you think?"
Zheng Wenhua and Sun Zhengguo were classmates for seven years and rivals for the same period. Although he lost more than he won, he gained some experience from his many failures.
So he said mysteriously, "If you listen to my advice, then you should draw the diagrams properly. If you don't listen to my advice, then you might not be able to touch a car again."
"Why?" Zhou Weimin asked, puzzled.
"Hehe! Do you believe me if I say it's just an intuition?" Zheng Wenhua said without further ado and immediately began his drawing work.
As the saying goes, a train runs fast because of its locomotive. Seeing this, the others followed suit and started working, treating it as practice, since they wouldn't lose anything anyway.
Finally, before leaving get off work in the evening, the group finished their drawing assignments and handed them in to Sun Zhengguo.
Sun Zhengguo took a look and found that Zhou Weimin had done the best job, while his younger brother had done the worst.
However, he didn't say anything. Sun Zheng'an's skills were slightly inferior to the others, but he could make up for it slowly in the future.
After reviewing the drawings, Sun Zhengguo sat at his desk and pondered for a while before finally making a decision.
"Brother, it's time to get off work. What are you still thinking about?" Sun Zheng'an barged into the office, his meaning clear.
"Oh! I need to think about something. Let's go, we'll talk on the way."
After finishing speaking, Sun Zhengguo tidied up his desk a bit, and then the two of them went to the new car to drive back.
"Brother, what about the bicycle?"
“That’s easy,” Sun Zhengguo said, opening the rear hatch of the jeep and putting the bicycle inside.
Seeing this, Sun Zheng'an naturally followed suit and put his car in as well.
Then the two got into the car. Sun Zhengguo was driving, while Sun Zhengan touched this and looked around. Only after he had looked around enough did he remember what his older brother had just said.
So he asked, "Brother, didn't you have something to say just now?"
"Zheng'an, I'm thinking of transferring Weimin here to be my secretary. What do you think?"
Although Sun Zhengguo was still driving, it did not affect his communication with his younger brother at all. His movements were still so smooth and pleasing to the eye.
"Brother, why are you asking me this? But I don't see anything wrong with it. Does Weimin know?"
Sun Zheng'an spoke nonchalantly, probably unaware of the implications behind it all.
"Zheng'an, you may not know this, but once you become my secretary, you're guaranteed a big promotion within a few years. Zhang Yucheng's uncle used to be a secretary, and now he's a department head. Aren't you tempted?"
Seemingly worried that his younger brother might not understand the benefits of being a secretary, Sun Zhengguo even used an analogy to remind him.
"Brother, you've said so much because you're worried I might have some thoughts about it, right? Actually, there's no need for that. I'm very satisfied with my current life. Besides, Weimin's abilities are indeed the strongest among us."
Sun Zhengguo was very satisfied with his younger brother's statement.
In fact, today's drafting assignment was a test for them.
Being your own secretary is not something an ordinary person can do. This job requires not only a deep cultural foundation but also technical expertise; otherwise, even writing a draft would be a struggle.
Zhou Weimin possesses both of these qualities, and he is among the best in both.
Of course, there is another crucial factor at play: Zhou Weimin is one of our own.
As the two were talking, the car had unknowingly arrived at the gate of the courtyard.
Fortunately, the alley is quite wide; otherwise, we wouldn't know where to park our cars.
After parking the car, Sun Zheng'an exclaimed, "Tsk tsk! Cars are so fast. We've only exchanged a few words and we're already home."
"Get off! I've arrived home, but you still need to ride back."
Seeing that his younger brother was still lingering on the bus and wouldn't leave, Sun Zhengguo, who had already gotten off the bus, corrected him.
At this moment, the grandparents, who had heard the commotion, also rushed out to see what was going on.
As soon as I stepped outside, I saw my two grandsons unloading bicycles from the car.
"Zhengguo, Zhengan, what's going on here...?" Grandpa asked, puzzled.
"Grandpa, this is my eldest brother's car. Isn't it beautiful?"
Sun Zheng'an beat his grandfather to it and reported the news.
Upon hearing this, Grandpa was taken aback for a moment before happily walking over, looking at everything and touching it repeatedly, saying, "Beautiful, so beautiful..."
"My grandson is really something, driving such a nice car back home." Grandma praised him from the side, her eyes crinkling into slits with laughter.
Ning Xiaowei, who came out last, was still holding her child's hand. She just stood there quietly watching, her face beaming with a smile.
"Come here, son, let Daddy give you a hug."
After parking his bicycle, Sun Zhengguo saw his son and, without waiting for him to ask, immediately picked him up.
"Honey, what do you think of this car? Let's go take a look!"
“Okay!” Although Ning Xiaowei had ridden in a car before, this time it was different. She still obediently walked forward and circled the car.
That evening, Grandpa was so happy that he drank a few more ounces of wine. Sun Zhengguo accompanied him the whole time and said that at the end of the month, he would accompany Grandpa and Grandma back to their hometown and bring Auntie over.
After all, there's an old saying: "To return home in glory is like wearing fine clothes at night."
The next morning, Sun Zheng'an began his hitchhiking career, and of course, Wang Aifang was also there.
After arriving at their workplace, Wang Aifang went to the logistics department, while the two brothers went to the office.
Before parting ways, Sun Zhengguo gave his instructions.
"Zheng'an, when Weimin arrives, ask him to come to my office."
"Okay!"
Sun Zheng'an knew what it was about, but without even asking, he went straight back to his office to deliver the message.
As a result, Sun Zhengguo arrived at the office and hadn't even settled into his seat when Zhou Weimin arrived.
"Chief, you wanted to see me."
"sit."
"Thank you, Director."
"Weimin, I called you here today to ask for your opinion on whether you'd like to be my secretary."
"What?" Zhou Weimin was caught off guard by this sudden news.
"Director, I'm a technician. Would it be suitable for me to be a secretary?"
“Weimin, we chose you precisely because you are a technician. You need to understand that we are a research institution, which requires a certain level of expertise. Not just anyone can be competent.”
After listening to Sun Zhengguo's words, Zhou Weimin seemed to understand a little, but he really didn't like being a secretary.
"Director, I still prefer working in technology. I'm afraid I'm not good enough to be a secretary."
"Weimin, be my secretary. Although I call you secretary, I prefer to call you assistant. I guarantee that what you will learn will be many times better than what you learned as a technician."
Upon hearing Sun Zhengguo's explanation, Zhou Weimin's eyes lit up.
It's important to understand that a secretary and an assistant are two different concepts. Being an assistant to a Level 4 engineer is the dream of many technical professionals.
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