That's impossible.
It's like traveling back to the Tang Dynasty; if you write down Li Bai's poems first, he won't be able to write anything else.
No, he would just make the poems that need to be memorized several layers thicker.
What Wang Shouren always did was improve his own inner qualities.
Of course, if Liu Guangtian didn't go, Wang Shouren wouldn't care too much; he would train someone else.
For someone Liu Guangtian's age, family ties are equally important. Therefore, he gave the two brothers a choice.
Ye Zhao gripped the desk tightly beneath his hand.
She didn't want Liu Guangtian to go, but she couldn't bring herself to say it.
"What do you think?" Liu Laogen asked.
"I want to go."
Ye Zhaoxin's hand clenched suddenly, a multitude of thoughts flashing through her mind. These included stories her colleagues had told her over the years about people who went overseas and never returned. These days, such cases are not uncommon.
"I also want to take Ye Zhao with me," Liu Guangtian added.
Ye Zhao was stunned for a moment. The tightness in her heart suddenly eased, and it didn't seem to hurt as much as before. She said, "It's not appropriate for me to go. There are two young children at home."
That's what she said, but the longing in her eyes was impossible to hide.
"Tell me first, what's going on with your company?" Liu Laogen didn't rush to conclusions.
"Here's the thing, our company is planning to send the two of us out to learn how other companies do drafting. There are quite a few other people going with me."
"Don't say any of that. Just tell me what the benefits will be after I go there," Liu Laogen waved his hand.
"Oh, it's the company's newly built 'Tiantongyuan.' They'll provide a three-bedroom apartment when you come back. After you return, they'll set up a separate department. They'll be bringing people back from outside in a steady stream." That's all Liu Guangtian said. Actually, there was more he didn't mention. Wang Shouren had already promised him that if he went out and returned after completing his studies, he would receive a salary increase.
Oh, of course, that's not the most important thing. The most important thing is that he can take charge of a department on his own.
But he didn't want to talk about it.
Liu Laogen puffed on his cigarette, pondered for a moment, and then asked, "That 'Tiantongyuan,' is that the very expensive house you mentioned before?"
"Ah, I heard the price will be around two thousand yuan per square meter."
"So expensive? Is that where immortals live?" Liu's mother complained.
Two thousand yuan per square meter is an outrageous price.
Liu Laogen glared at his wife: "So, you mean, no matter what, you can earn around 200,000 yuan by going out on a trip?"
"Oh, and there are all sorts of subsidies, all the food and lodging over there are included, and you can bring your family. Oh, but you can't bring your children." Liu Guangtian listed the benefits Wang Shouren had given him.
Wang Shouren dared to do this mainly because he had a base there and collaborated with many schools. Arranging accommodation for some people wouldn't be a problem.
“There is also a monthly subsidy, which is in rice coins.”
"Then let's go. The two kids aren't young anymore, it won't be a problem for us to look after them." Liu Laogen had nothing more to say. It was over 200,000 yuan a year, plus room and board. Even in later years, plenty of people would go for that price.
"Okay, it's settled then! Honey, pack your things, quit your job, and come with me to learn a thing or two. Who knows, you might even get a job at our company." Liu Guangtian was delighted.
He had been learning English for a long time, and his wife had also learned quite a bit. Although she still had some problems speaking, at least she could understand what he said.
"Dad, Mom, then we'll have to trouble you two with things at home." Ye Zhao said somewhat embarrassedly.
Liu Laogen waved his hand: "You two, before you leave, you should have a good talk with the child. You won't be able to see each other for a year. As for us, you don't need to worry about us. You two, go back inside and discuss what to take with you. Also, think about how to talk to the child. Da Ni is old enough to understand, so don't hurt her feelings."
Liu Guangtian and Ye Zhao exchanged a glance and nodded. This was indeed a problem.
After the young couple entered the room.
Liu's mother finally spoke, saying, "You old man, how can you be so carefree? Aren't you afraid they'll go and never come back?"
Liu Laogen glared at his mother; "Look at you, after all these years, you haven't improved at all. Do I need to tell you what kind of child Guangtian is? The child is perfectly fine, so what are you afraid of?"
"I'm just afraid of what might happen," Liu's mother muttered. She never dared to object to her husband's decisions.
"You," Liu Laogen tapped his mother with his pipe, "you've had too many good days, and your head's all muddled. Who are those people who go out and never come back? Where do they go? Do you know? You don't. Take this guy, for example, it's like he's been sent abroad. His factory is right there, he wants to stay there, but would the factory even want him to?"
"Yes..." Upon hearing this and thinking about it, Liu's mother realized it was true.
"Or you're just getting senile."
Inside the room.
Ye Zhao's face turned bright red as she chattered on, asking Liu Guangtian what he had been doing in the past.
She had a job, and a decent one at that, in the Ministry of Industry, though it was a sinecure. She only got the job because of the favors left by her former director. But that was all she could do; she neither had the ability nor the ambition to climb any higher. Resigning wasn't a big deal for her.
Liu Guangtian clearly understood what his wife was thinking, so he simply decided to take her along.
Moreover, many of his ideas actually come from his wife.
Women are quite sensitive to beauty.
"We mainly studied mechanical structures in the past, but for us, it's about figuring out how to make cars look good."
"Beautiful?" Ye Zhao tilted his head, not quite understanding what he meant. Why does a car need to be beautiful?
"You'll understand once you're in the company," Liu Guangtian said without offering any further details.
The beauty of machinery can only be truly appreciated by seeing the real thing. But that thing is a secret, and I can't possibly show it to my wife now; it would be taboo.
"But if we go there, won't the children do something rash?" Ye Zhao hesitated again. After all these years, the two children had never left their side.
"Let's talk to them properly. Besides, we're only going for a year; it's not like we're never coming back." Liu Guangtian didn't seem to care. He felt it was nothing. Compared to what happened to him back then, what was this?
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