Li Laosi quickly recited what he had rehearsed.
"Forgot your gear, huh? We set up defenses outside last night. Oh, by the way, three in the morning, what? You went up the mountain at three o'clock?"
Li Laosi: ...
Li Laosi's heart sank.
"Hands up, squat down against the tree, don't try anything funny." At this moment, Director Wu walked out from behind the group, looking Li Laosi up and down: "Pretty good at makeup, huh? Nickname Little Blackie, secret code: basketball and chicken? We know everything about you, you're the only one missing. What? Want us to open our eyes on you?"
Li Laosi gave a bitter smile; he never expected this.
The other person had been squatting on him for so long, there was no point in him struggling anymore.
Looking at Li Laosi's appearance, Wang Shouren shook his head. No matter how clever a mouse is, it can't escape a cat with a net that can catch everything.
I heard there were a few more injured up there, and he needs to go and comfort them.
After resolving the factory issues, the matter with Director Wu was considered settled.
Just as he was about to pick up his wife to go to the airport, Director Wu rushed out.
"What is it now? Don't forget what you promised me."
"It's not that. I heard you're planning to expand your recruitment here?" Director Wu rubbed his hands together, looking a little embarrassed.
"We need to expand recruitment. The security department needs them, but for ordinary workers, it'll probably be the end of the year," Wang Shouren said.
The previous security loophole was actually a setup; they'll definitely have to fix it later. Now that the motorcycle factory is doing well, they can't really let an old man keep watch all night—that would be unethical. Besides, Grandpa Qiu is of retirement age.
"That's perfect. I have a friend who has a nephew. He's an honest guy who just came down from his position. He just can't make any big moves. He'd be more than capable of being a bodyguard. I'll have him come over later?"
“Okay, it’s no big deal.” Wang Shouren nodded and agreed.
"Oh, right, there's one more."
"Anything else?" Wang Shouren was speechless. "Hey Lao Wu, you can't just target me for all this fleecing, can you?"
"No, this is good news. We're planning to buy a batch of motorcycles. I think your BJ80 is pretty good. Get me a whole batch."
"That's really a good thing. Write down any special requirements later and I'll get them for you."
The motorcycles in Lao Wu's area require some special features, so, like the post office, they are custom-made.
"Alright, alright, let's do it this way then. You can go ahead and do what you need to do." Director Wu nodded. Both of them were straightforward people and quickly reached an agreement.
Wang Shouren hopped on his motorcycle and hit the road. When he returned home, Lou Xiao'e had just gotten up, and the three little ones were reading aloud in the yard. The house was bustling with activity.
As for Qin Jingru, that woman, I don't know where she's gone off to.
"Daddy, Daddy, is my brother leaving today?" Wang Xirou rushed over pitifully and hugged Wang Shouren.
These past few days, the three siblings have become good friends, which is a bit strange, but that's roughly the idea. None of them want Wang Siren to leave.
Wang Shouren patted Wang Xirou's little head: "Brother Siren has to go back to school too, and so do you. When the holidays come, you can still be together. A short separation is for a better reunion, isn't it?"
"No, no, I don't want my brother to leave. My little brother is like an idiot, he never plays with me."
Wang Ruiming: ...
It must be said that Wang Shouren's three children each had their own distinct personalities.
Wang Siren is the kind of person who's always curious, wanting to touch everything and know everything. This is similar to Wang Xirou's personality; Wang Xirou is the kind of person who's boldly daring and also incredibly curious. These past few days, the two of them have practically become the darlings of the "retirement home"—who doesn't love a little kid who's always asking questions?
Wang Ruiming, on the other hand, represents the other extreme.
He wasn't very talkative and spent most of his time immersed in books. However, he showed great interest in visiting factories. Once, when Wang Shouren took him to a factory, surprisingly, he asked to visit again, especially to see the engine manufacturers. He said he was particularly interested in those things.
Strangely enough, twins don't seem to get along well.
She actually has a pretty good relationship with this older brother.
Wang Siren was also reluctant to go back. Here, he experienced many things he couldn't do in Hong Kong, and ate many delicious foods he couldn't find there. At least, back there, his grandparents wouldn't allow him to ride his motorcycle around. But here, his father would allow him to ride his motorcycle around the factory, and his father would tell him many fun stories.
"Alright, alright, stop bothering your dad. We should go, or we'll miss our flight." Lou Xiao'e straightened her clothes and returned to her urban chic look, wearing sunglasses that revealed her snow-white swan neck, looking as proud as a swan.
Wang Shouren didn't stand on ceremony and took off her sunglasses directly: "It's early in the morning, there's no sun, why are you wearing sunglasses?"
While speaking, he rolled his eyes.
"What do you know?" Lou Xiao'e rolled her eyes back, neither of them willing to back down.
"Tsk, they say distance makes the heart grow fonder, huh? Alright, get in the car, go and create some more beauty. It's almost Chinese New Year, let me cleanse my eyes a bit more."
"I'm not coming for Chinese New Year this year; you'll have to go to Hong Kong."
"Dad, are you coming to Hong Kong for Chinese New Year?" Wang Siren asked with a look of longing.
“Yes, of course I’ll go.” Wang Shouren thought for a moment. There didn’t seem to be much to do during the New Year. If things went smoothly for him, he should indeed go to Hong Kong during the New Year: “If I’m free then, I’ll take your younger brother and sister with me.”
"Then... pinky promise, you can't lie to a child." Wang Siren extended his little finger and hooked it in the air.
"Okay, okay." Wang Shouren also extended his little finger, and the two of them hooked their little fingers together, their thumbs touching, thus making an agreement.
The sound of children playing games came from outside the door.
"The Malan flower blooms at twenty-one"
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"Alright, let's go. The kids outside have all come out to play. It's time." Lou Xiao'e glanced at her watch and directed the children to help: "Xi Rou, help carry the small bags. Rui Ming, help carry the suitcases. And you, Si Ren, take your own things!"
"Beep beep..."
At that moment, the sound of a car horn came from outside the door.
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