"Then I'm fine."
"Alright, since there are no problems, that's fine. Remember to give instructions about the program. If necessary, you can rehearse more in your spare time. Don't just put together a few programs to fool people."
"Don't worry, factory manager... I guarantee the mission will be accomplished!"
"That's right!"
"..."
Those below made their own guarantees.
Just kidding, who wouldn't want a motorcycle as a year-end bonus?
"Then, the meeting is adjourned."
One by one, they went out full of confidence.
Xu Weiwei and Wang Shouren were left behind.
"Factory manager, how do you plan to distribute the prizes?"
"Let's divide it into several tiers. First prize, as I mentioned, is one BJ80 motorcycle from our factory. There's only one first prize. Second prize is a bicycle. Hmm, let's order ten of those. Third prize is a radio. We'll order twenty of those. The rest are consolation prizes. Everyone who participates will receive a reward, worth around ten yuan. You can decide how to arrange it."
"How do I participate in this reward program? What are the requirements?"
"Distribute them along with the meal vouchers, saying they're for a lucky draw, and tell them to keep them safe. We won't be responsible if they get lost."
"Okay, about the supplies."
"Go and contact Qin Huairu directly later. She will come to the factory to discuss this matter. Then you can just go to the finance department to withdraw the money."
Qin Huairu...
What a scoundrel!
Why are you staring at me like that?
"nothing……"
"Phew, that's good. I thought you were going to do something to me." Wang Shouren breathed a sigh of relief; that piercing gaze from earlier had frightened him somewhat.
Xu Weiwei: ...
It's hardened! The fist has hardened!
When they returned to the office after the meeting, the mother and daughter were staring at each other, neither willing to give in.
When Qin Jingru saw Wang Shouren return, she immediately ran over, grabbed his arm, and began to complain: "Honey! Look at your daughter! I told her to come home, but she won't. She just wants to stay here. Look at her, she's not even on vacation yet! She's already so wild. Her grades will fall behind again!"
"Dad! You need to control your wife! I've finished all my homework and everything, but she still won't let me play! We had an agreement!"
Anyone can act cute.
Wang Shouren: ...
Good grief, are these two planning to vent their anger on me?
“Why don’t we go see what Wang Ruiming is doing? No matter what we do, we’re still family, right?” Wang Shouren said gently.
Wang Ruiming, who was arguing with Professor Zhuge about a theory, suddenly shuddered, a sense of foreboding washing over him.
I'm off work now. Today is Saturday, so it's kind of like working overtime.
Since Wang Shouren arrived, the motorcycle factory has entered the "996" era (9 am to 9 pm, 6 days a week). Actually, it's not that extreme; it's still an eight-hour workday from Monday to Friday. Wang Shouren believes that no normal person would want to work twelve hours a day, because then there's no personal time, and earning more money is meaningless. Saturdays, however, can be utilized.
Saturdays are also on a voluntary basis; those who are willing to come will receive double pay.
No one could refuse such a statement. The daily wage on an assembly line is generally around 3 yuan, so double that is 6 yuan, or 24 yuan a month—enough for a family of three to live on.
Zuo Yan stretched and came out of the factory, feeling increasingly refreshed.
I got on my bicycle and went home.
A few days ago, he took three months' salary to Kui Datou's place, intending to deliver it. As expected, Kui Datou refused to accept it. But Zuo Yan was stubborn; he listened to his mother.
This gave Kui a real headache.
Finally, as a compromise, Zuo Yan spent 300 yuan to buy Kui Datou's bicycle.
It was definitely a loss, but Zuo Yan accepted it willingly.
His home is quite a distance from the factory, but he doesn't want to live in the factory dormitory because he spends a lot of time commuting every day. Having a bicycle would be so much better.
In this way, both parties are satisfied.
I rode my bike home, humming a little tune.
As soon as he got back, his wife had already prepared a meal and was waiting for Zuo Yan.
Zuo's mother waved to him happily.
Yes, this guy got married.
After Zuo Yan's mother learned that he earned that much a month, she canceled all the arranged blind dates. Surprisingly, she went to the countryside, found a woman, and brought her back with her, saying she wanted her to be Zuo Yan's wife. Not only did the people around them not understand, but even Zuo Yan himself was baffled.
However, after Zuo's mother gave him a thorough analysis, Zuo Yan understood.
Zuo's mother: You're getting married, so you're going to live a real life with your family, right?
Zuo Yan: That's right.
Left's mother: You wouldn't want to marry an ugly one, would you?
Zuo Yan: Hehe.
Mother Zuo: I don't want someone ugly, but I still want to make a living. The city's options are all gone. Originally, I was planning to marry you someone with a job, so our family could have an easier life. Old Man Song told me the other day that he's planning to go north to stay with relatives, and he'll have to sell the house. If you marry someone with a job, we can scrape together enough to buy the house.
However, working women are generally quite proud. It's fine if their mothers are alive, but if their mothers are gone, whether they can handle them is another matter. But the situation is different now. Your salary is high enough to support a family. So, you don't need to marry a working wife. Marry a woman from the countryside; she'll manage the household well. And later, your mother can help you find someone with a good background, and after some nurturing, she'll be a beauty.
Then, Mother will feel more at ease.
Zuo's mother was a smart woman, unlike the simple-minded Zuo Yan. She knew what kind of woman Zuo Yan needed. If Zuo Yan were unemployed or only had a part-time job, he would need someone who could help him. But in his current situation, he needed someone who could manage his finances. Rural women were suitable, and they weren't expensive either.
Sure enough, in just over ten days, Zuo Yan got married.
As his wife becomes more and more beautiful every day, he is happier and happier, and now he is cheerful every day.
"What are you grinning about? Come and eat."
"Honey, Mom, let me tell you, our factory manager said today that we'll be giving out meal vouchers at the end of the year, two of them." Zuo Yan held up two fingers and started grinning foolishly again: "Hehe, we'll all go together as a family then."
"Is it appropriate for me to go?" Xiuli, Zuo Yan's wife, hesitated.
"Go, there's nothing wrong with it," said Mother Zuo, readily agreeing. "You should go out and see the world, I'll go too!"
Zuo's mother would never say anything like she wouldn't go or that she would sell the tickets. This was her son being filial, so why shouldn't he go!
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