"Help?" Yan Bugui glanced at the third auntie. "How can I help? You have to earn this money yourself to know how hard it is to come by it. Just wait and see..."
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Liu Guangtian carried the gifts from the factory and swayed as he returned home.
These days, their technical department is getting busier and busier.
Originally, he was just tinkering with the production line online.
Later, when that group of old men arrived here, his online activities stopped.
Not only did they stop, but Wang Shouren also recruited many technicians to come to the factory to develop automobiles.
It's said that the technology department is constantly expanding its recruitment, planning to get involved in automotive projects. He's currently in the technology department, specifically assisting Professor Zhuge.
Every day isn't as easy as before, but it's truly fulfilling.
I dragged my tired body home.
As soon as my daughter heard the sound of the bicycle being parked, she rushed out and called out in her sweet, childish voice, "Daddy, hug me!"
Liu Guangtian had no choice but to squat down, open his arms, and wait for the little milk ball to hit him.
Holding the little bundle of flesh, I started to walk inside.
"Daddy, Daddy, Mommy is not happy today," the little dumpling said in her sweet, childish voice.
"Oh? Why?"
The little dumpling rolled its eyes and said, "Because Mommy said you didn't buy me any treats."
Liu Guangtian couldn't help but chuckle, patting the little bundle's head: "Okay, okay, I'll buy you something delicious next time. What else did Mommy say?"
"Mommy said she doesn't have money to buy yummy food for baby because...because..." The little baby pondered for a moment, unsure whether he had forgotten or was deliberately not saying it.
"Because the baby is naughty?"
"No! Baby is the best!"
The father and daughter entered the house chatting and laughing.
When Ye Zhao saw Liu Guangtian return, she smiled gently and said, "You're back. Come and eat. Give Yao Yao to me."
"No, I want Daddy to hold me." The little one buried his face in Liu Guangtian's arms and refused to come out.
"Alright, alright, I'll hold her, she can eat too." Liu Guangtian said nonchalantly, holding the little baby in one arm and picking up a white steamed bun with the other to start eating.
"Just keep spoiling her." Ye Zhao rolled her eyes, sat down, and served food to Liu Guangtian.
"Where are Mom and Dad?" Liu Guangtian asked.
Several years ago, Liu Guangtian became his master's godson, and that was the year he changed his address to him.
"I went for a walk after eating. Why have you been staying out so late lately?"
"Hey, don't even mention it, the pressure is immense." Liu Guangtian picked up the small glass of wine Ye Zhao had poured for him and took a sip.
This was his habit; he would have a drink every night, just a small glass, and he wouldn't drink more than that. According to Ye Zhao, Liu Guangtian could drink a bottle of liquor that would last him a month or so.
"What's wrong?" Ye Zhao asked.
“Professor Zhuge has come to our factory. He’s an experimentalist, and I have to bring his ideas to fruition. I can’t do it with my current skill level. I have to work my butt off.” Liu Guangtian sighed. “I told Brother Shouren a few days ago, and he told me to hang in there and he’d find someone to come in a few days. But he hasn’t come yet, so I have to keep going.”
Hearing this, Ye Zhao sighed: "Tell me, Wang Shouren is really something. Making cars is such a difficult thing. She's asleep, give her to me."
This has become a habit of the little one. Every time he comes back, he jumps onto his dad and starts snoring soon after.
Ye Zhao handed the little dumpling over, then took it back into the house. After a while, it came out again.
She reached out her hand to him.
Liu Guangtian chuckled: "Guess how much I paid out this month."
"How much?" Ye Zhao knew it must be a lot; after all, Wang Shouren was not a stingy person.
“This number!” Liu Guangtian held up one finger.
"One hundred, that's not much." Ye Zhao was a little disappointed. When Liu Guangtian left the steel rolling mill, he was considered an engineer, and his salary was about that amount.
"No, no, no." Liu Guangtian took an envelope from his pocket and placed it on the table: "We can go buy the furniture we've been eyeing this weekend!"
"Wh...what?" Ye Zhao opened the envelope in shock and saw that it was full of big black crosses.
"Really that many?"
“That’s all!” Liu Guangtian nodded. “There are more people in our technical department than me, but they both have master’s degrees, so I can’t compare. Brother Shouren told me to read more books when I have time, and if I have the opportunity later, I can get my diploma. Then, no matter where I go, I can earn this kind of money.”
"So, can we really buy that set of furniture?" Ye Zhao's eyes were shining.
In fact, the couple's hobbies are quite similar.
They both loved wooden furniture, especially pieces crafted by skilled artisans. Ye Zhao was a little different; she also loved furniture from the Ming and Qing dynasties, finding those tables and chairs particularly charming. The first money they saved after their marriage was spent on this. Just recently, while shopping together, they spotted a Ming dynasty set they liked, but the price was rather high.
They couldn't afford it; they'd been longing for it for a long time.
"But... will Mom and Dad agree?"
"Don't worry about it, we'll buy it secretly. Just don't tell them the price after we buy it. Anyway, I can still get this amount next month!" Liu Guangtian was still cunning.
"You're so mean!"
"So, are you going to buy it or not?"
"Buy, buy, buy!"
Compared to the cozy atmosphere of Liu Guangtian's home.
Shen Yuanliang's family was not doing well.
Shen Yuanliang had been feeling resentful for thirteen years since he took over as chief engineer of the steel rolling mill in 1966. From the initial power struggle between Yang and Li, to the subsequent ten years, he was never given a voice. After Director Yang regained his position, Shen Yuanliang's life became even more difficult. For reasons unknown, Director Yang seemed intent on removing Shen Yuanliang from the position of chief engineer.
Right now, he's drinking at home, feeling a headache coming on.
His wife felt sorry for Shen Yuanliang when she saw him like this.
She said, "If you ask me, you shouldn't stay in your lousy factory. What's so good about it? Wouldn't it be better to go work for Shouren?"
In fact, Wang Shouren had invited Shen Yuanliang from the very beginning when he planned to set up a motorcycle factory.
Don't let Shen Yuanliang's current level 7 engineer certificate fool you; he's a master in production. With his abilities, he could solve 90% of the problems in any factory he went to.
Unfortunately, Shen Yuanliang was unwilling to leave the steel rolling mill.
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