No matter what, you still have to eat.
Life goes on.
Late at night, everyone managed to get together for a meal. Fortunately, Qin Jingru had the foresight to make the living room in the backyard very large, which could accommodate so many people.
After several rounds of drinks and five courses of food, the wine had been drunk and the dishes were served.
An old man asked, "Shouren, Xiaochuan told me last time that he's graduating soon and is thinking about going to a research institute. Do you know if his major is suitable for a research career? Also, that kid, why doesn't he think about getting married and having a child now, so we can still help take care of him?"
To be honest, the old man doesn't have any other worries these days.
Only Yi Xiaochuan is left.
Influenced by Wang Shouren, Yi Xiaochuan also studied mechanical engineering and is now in the industry.
If you want to pursue a career in scientific research, there are really only two paths: one is to go to a domestic research institute, and the other is to go to Wang Shouren's factory.
Now, it is actually domestic industrial factories that are paying more and more attention to R&D personnel.
The main reason was that Wang Shouren was really ruthless. Only a few students graduated each year, and he would hire cars to poach them, offering salaries as high as two thousand yuan a month, plus a settling-in allowance. It's fair to say that Wang Shouren invested almost all the money he earned in China into scientific research.
"Uncle, don't be in such a hurry. Xiao Chuan's grades are very good. The old professors at the college often praise him. When he graduates, he can come directly to our factory. With me in charge, there won't be any problems. As for his wife, we'll see if there's anyone suitable in the factory. You know, with his high level of education, it wouldn't be appropriate for him to marry an ordinary girl. It would be good if he could be like Feng Xian and Song Qiao."
Feng Xian and Song Qiao were arguably the most famous couple in their factory.
Now, they've risen to the level of chief engineer at the research institute, with the two of them each managing a whole set of tasks.
Wang Shouren pondered that after a few more years, when the United States had established itself more firmly, he would send the two of them there for in-depth learning. It must be said, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that the United States is currently "far ahead."
"That's true." The old man thought for a moment and nodded. If both husband and wife are intellectuals, they'll have common ground. But if they marry someone who doesn't know anything, with Xiao Chuan's taciturn nature, the woman might have a lot of trouble.
"You're not going out this time you're back, are you? You've been really busy these past few years. You're supposed to be the factory manager, but you're always out and about. It's about time you took a break, isn't it?" Uncle San asked from the side.
"Yes, I'll probably be spending my time at the factory this time." Wang Shouren nodded.
The gains from this trip to the United States are already sufficient; there's nothing he can do about things there.
He was well aware of his own capabilities; some things couldn't be accomplished by him alone. As for the US market, things would change over time. The shares had been given away, and so had the profits. In the short term, there wouldn't be any major problems. Any subsequent changes wouldn't really depend on him, but rather on the situation in the US.
When opening a branch office in the United States, it is almost certain that locals will be hired.
Let's see how much profit they can generate.
So, it's safe to say that his efforts over there are no longer that important. The only thing that matters is whether there are any problems at the factory that he needs to deal with. If not, then he can probably really take a good rest for a while.
Thinking of this, Wang Shouren couldn't help but chuckle softly.
The days ahead will probably be less busy.
Wang Shouren got up early, first taking a stroll around the neighborhood, then going to a breakfast stall on the street to buy breakfast. In these days, things were gradually becoming more open, and shops that were originally deserted were starting to be rented out. Next to their alley, there was a street where initially only a few shops opened, but more and more opened up, and even a vegetable market slowly began to form.
I asked Aunt Li, whom I knew well, for four large meat buns, as well as a cup of douzhi (fermented mung bean juice) and doujiang (soy milk).
Qin Jingru loved to drink douzhi (fermented mung bean juice), and no one knew where she learned this strange taste from. Wang Shouren didn't like to drink it; he always thought it had a weird taste.
He strolled back unsteadily and saw Uncle San drinking congee. A piece of pickled vegetable floated on top of the jade-like rice porridge, and Uncle San was enjoying his meal. He glanced at Wang Shouren and said, "Wow, young people have good appetites, big meat buns so early in the morning." He then sniffed, "Is this Aunt Li's?"
"You are this one." Wang Shouren gave the old man a thumbs up: "I can't chat with you anymore, I have to take my wife to eat, I have to go to work soon."
He walked through the moon gate and into his own bedroom, nudging Qin Jingru, who was still fast asleep.
"Get up and eat."
With just a couple of simple commands, the instructions were issued.
Qin Jingru writhed on the bed like a maggot, making incomprehensible muttering noises.
"Get up and eat."
These two instructions seemed to have hit a nerve, causing her to twist even more violently.
Wang Shouren scratched his chin, thought for a moment, and decided to go for it. He reached out, pressed down on her wriggling body, lifted her off the bed, and placed her on a stool. Her messy hair and bewildered eyes met the soy milk and big meat buns in front of her. She turned her head and looked at the calm Wang Shouren: "I want to eat fried dough rings!"
Wang Shouren: ...
As he left, Qin Jingru kept nagging behind him.
"You said you loved me, but you wouldn't even buy me a fried dough ring."
"Before, people were always lazy when I woke them up, but now I just lift them up without saying a word."
"Hmph, they've forgotten the old ones for the new ones..."
Wang Shouren: ...
Well, the skill of being sarcastic and sarcastic is always passed down. It was passed from Lou Xiao'e to Qin Huairu, and then from Qin Huairu to Qin Jingru.
Wang Shouren refused to tolerate this sarcastic and uncooperative woman. He pushed her back and gagged her, holding her mouth shut for nearly ten minutes, almost suffocating her. At that point, when he tried to take her out, she had nothing to say.
Sure enough, Qin Jingru is now as compliant as a newlywed bride.
"Shouren!" An old man was practicing his boxing in the middle courtyard when he saw Wang Shouren come out and called out.
"Hey, old man, what's up?"
"It's nothing, I was just thinking that National Day is coming soon, and that kid should be back by now. Remember to tell him not to stay away again and go off to do some experiments."
"Okay, I'll call him back then."
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