“A person doesn’t necessarily have to stick to one position. I think Dad is right. You may not be good at technical things, but maybe you have a talent for selling things? Think about it, isn’t that true? Our stall, putting everything else aside, has been doing pretty well these days. It’s all thanks to your good hospitality.”
"If you ask me, since the stall is making good money right now, let's quit our jobs and give it a shot together. If it doesn't work out, the two of us can handle it. What do you say?" Yu Li looked at Yan Jiecheng with bright, sparkling eyes.
Yan Jiecheng felt extremely thirsty.
A fire was burning in his heart.
Yes, why can't I shine in other places?
He nodded emphatically: "Yes! Good!"
He didn't know what he would have to pay for this decision, or what the future would hold. But at this moment, he knew that his wife wanted to take this opportunity with him. He felt confident that he would succeed.
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Qin Shou ultimately failed to return before the Lunar New Year. Moreover, Yuan Wai also sent them a message saying he had found a good route there and planned to check it out. Wang Shouren replied, "You don't need to come back. I'm going to Hong Kong in a few days."
Normally, factories close for holidays around the 28th or 29th.
There will be a seven-day holiday.
Wang Shouren was different; he figured he might as well let him go for half a month.
It's Chinese New Year, everyone should be happy. The main problem is, he couldn't book a flight for the 28th.
The little ones were chattering away as they packed their things at home, preparing to go to Hong Kong for the Lunar New Year.
Qin Huairu was still hesitating about whether to go when Qin Jingru pulled her along to pack her things. According to Qin Jingru, if she went to Lou Xiao'e's place, she was afraid she wouldn't be able to control her, so she needed her sister to back her up so she could unleash her full fighting power.
Qin Huairu thought about it for a moment. She actually wanted to go to Hong Kong to take a look, so she agreed.
These days, everyone wants to go out and see the world. Everyone talks about how developed Hong Kong is, but very few people actually go.
"Hey, what are you doing? Getting ready to go to the factory?"
"Let's go, let's go." Qin Jingru pulled Qin Huairu and started to walk out.
Wang Xirou then jumped in: "Mom! Go think about riding a motorcycle yourself."
Qin Jingru: ...
"Wang Xirou, don't force me to slap you on such a happy day. You ride a motorcycle? Why don't you ride me around town?"
"What's wrong with that!" Wang Xirou protested. "My brother made this, why can't I ride it!"
Speaking of which, Wang Shouren's motorcycle has truly survived countless ordeals. Wang Ruiming was interested in this kind of thing, and he learned how to use it from Professor Zhuge at the factory. After returning home, he wanted to take things apart, so he set his sights on Wang Shouren's motorcycle. Sure enough, from top to bottom, from a single foot pedal to the engine, there wasn't a single part of the motorcycle that hadn't been tampered with.
It's not an exaggeration to say that Wang Ruiming did it himself.
"And look, with my long legs, riding this thing is effortless!" Wang Xirou showed off her long legs to Qin Jingru.
Qin Jingru is around 1.65 meters tall, which isn't considered short. This girl probably inherited Wang Shouren's perfect genes, and with the training she received from him since childhood, she grew to a tall stature of 1.72 meters at the young age of 12. She's even taller than her mother.
"Long legs! Long legs! I'll make you have long legs!"
Wang Xirou quickly hid behind Qin Huairu: "Huairu's mom, look at her!"
Wang Ruiming and his son Wang Shouren exchanged a glance, both seeing a hint of helplessness in each other's eyes.
The old Wang Xirou was really mischievous, but the current Wang Xirou is like a troublemaker, always teasing Qin Jingru for no reason. I don't know where she learned that from. When the mother and daughter are on good terms, they're like sisters; when they're not, they're like enemies.
With these two around, this house is always bustling and noisy.
The factory workshops were just as noisy.
A calendar hangs in one corner of the workshop, and the date February 10, 1980, is badly marked.
And today is February 10th.
Almost everyone in the workshop was distracted and had no interest in working. Their nonchalant attitude gave Kui Datou a headache.
This symptom started a few days ago. A few days ago it was alright, they were still able to work. This morning they came in early, wearing their work uniforms, but the clothes they wore underneath were incredibly colorful and varied. Everyone's face was full of excitement, and they've been discussing it non-stop since the start of the workday, so the assembly line has been practically motionless.
"Alright, alright, stop working, everyone." Kui Datou made a helpless decision: "Those who need to go back to pick up people at noon, go back early and bring them over. Those who don't need to pick up people, and those who have performances, prepare your performances. The rest, if you really have nothing to do, just sit here and chat. I don't see you have anything to do anyway."
As soon as Kui Datou said those words...
The entire workshop erupted in enthusiastic applause.
What a kind person!
"Director, can you tell me what good things are coming out for the year-end?"
"Yes, Director, could you tell me about it?"
This is something everyone is concerned about.
No one felt that the payouts would be less. After all, the factory wages were quite high, and the year-end bonus was unlikely to be much less.
"Alright, alright, listen up." Kui Datou clapped his hands to quiet everyone down: "I was originally planning to talk about this before I left work, but since everyone's on break, I'll tell you first. Those of you who were planning to go home, listen to what I have to say before you go back."
Zuo Yan and the others who wanted to go home to pick up their wives and mothers paused for a moment.
Actually, most people took the meal vouchers home, and their family members came on their own. Some people were just worried and planned to go back to pick them up.
"The performance starts at 2 PM this afternoon. Those of you who are performing, do your best and don't embarrass the workshop. Secondly, after the performance at 6 PM, there will be a lucky draw. I've emphasized this many times: don't lose the voucher I handed out yesterday. I hope no one has lost it by now."
"No……"
Who would throw away something that the workshop foreman emphasized?
"That's good. That ticket is for the lucky draw; I heard the prizes are pretty good. It all depends on luck. The event ends at 6:30, and you can go to the cafeteria for lunch. After lunch, you don't need to come back tomorrow morning; the finance department needs to tally things up. Come back to the factory tomorrow afternoon to pick up your year-end bonuses, which will be distributed along with the rewards. Do you understand? Is there anything else you don't understand? Ask now."
"Director, if we perform well, will we receive a reward?"
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