"Okay, okay, I'm going to sleep." The middle-aged woman happily took off her coat and went back to the inner room.
Wang Shouren sighed as he watched the old woman's leisurely figure walk away.
They then went to the backyard.
The backyard was much quieter this time; the three women must have finished dividing up what they were supposed to.
There was one left in the yard.
Lou Xiao'e was looking at the tree in front of her with great interest.
Upon seeing Wang Shouren approach, she was about to ask what kind of tree it was, but sensing that something was wrong with him, she frowned slightly and asked, "What's wrong?"
Even after so many years of marriage, she can still sense these emotional fluctuations.
Wang Shouren glanced at the central courtyard and sighed, "This old lady probably doesn't have much time left."
"Really?" Lou Xiao'e asked incredulously. "She seems to be in very good health. She practices tai chi with an old man in the yard every day. And she's not that old, is she? Not even 70 yet?"
“That’s an inherent deficiency,” Wang Shouren shook his head.
The woman was unable to conceive, and besides some gynecological issues, the most important reason was a heart problem.
Over the years, with Wang Shouren's treatment, I have indeed improved a lot. However, the congenital deficiency has already affected my lifespan; my rosy complexion just now didn't seem quite right.
Normally, a person's face won't turn this sickly red when going out in winter, unless it gets frostbite.
After a brief observation, Wang Shouren realized that something was wrong.
"Then, is there a way to solve this?" Lou Xiao'e asked.
“No. It’s a congenital condition.” Wang Shouren shook his head. If this were 30 years from now, perhaps there would be a way to prolong life, but with current medical technology, there’s no way. He sighed, “Don’t tell anyone, this old lady and old man still want to go out and play together.”
"Is there anything wrong with her health?"
"There's nothing seriously wrong. I've been taking good care of myself over the years."
Lou Xiao'e, who had originally intended to ask questions, lost interest and took Wang Shouren's hand. The two of them sat in the courtyard and looked at the stars.
After a long while, Lou Xiao'e raised her head and asked, "If I died first, would you be sad?"
Wang Shouren stared blankly at the sky, seemingly unsure how to answer the question. After pondering for a moment, he shook his head: "I don't know."
Yes, he didn't know.
In his previous life, he was just an orphan who had never experienced the death of a loved one, so he couldn't even imagine such a thing.
Imagine it.
"Imagine it?"
Wang Shouren shook his head: "I don't want to."
"Hehe." Lou Xiao'e chuckled.
"why are you laughing."
"nothing."
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The Spring Festival of 1985 has passed.
After the Spring Festival, everyone really has their own work to do.
Wang Ruiming and Feng Fang's wedding banquet was set for the sixteenth day of the first lunar month. After the wedding, the couple flew to the United States.
Wang Xirou had gone to France, taking several of her girlfriends with her. These girlfriends all came from wealthy families. After Wang Shouren placed a few bodyguards around her, he left her alone. France at that time was relatively safe.
Xu Weiwei took the child south; she had originally planned to leave him at home. Then she was scolded by her elderly parents.
After thinking it over, I finally decided to go with Qin Huairu.
After all, with Qin Huairu by their side, and a nanny to help, it didn't seem like a big problem. Besides, according to her, the baby was already traveling all over the country at such a young age, so he was bound to be successful in the future.
Wang Shouren didn't know whether Xu Weiwei would amount to anything, but he did know that when she returned, she would probably get a beating.
Dayun Automobile Factory also sent a group of people abroad.
Finally, Lou Xiao'e took on the responsibility of being the tour guide for the senior citizens' group.
The senior citizens' group ultimately decided to go out and have a look.
In 1985, there weren't many places to visit. It wasn't like later years, with tourist attractions developed quite well. It was still in a primitive stage. If you really wanted to see the so-called beautiful scenery, you might have to risk your life; these elderly people weren't young either. The oldest was over seventy, and the youngest was over sixty.
It can't withstand this kind of torment.
So, after discussing it, everyone decided to go to Hong Kong and see for themselves. They had hardly ever left Beijing in their lives and wanted to see what developed cities were really like.
After tidying up, Lou Xiao'e also took the lead and set off in early March.
After everyone else had left, Qin Jingru and Wang Shouren were suddenly left alone at home.
"You know what, suddenly everyone running outside, it's actually a bit lonely." Qin Jingru rested her chin on her hand, looking at the vast expanse of white outside. In March, it hadn't snowed much anymore. This was probably the last snowfall.
"Yes, yes, who is it that comes back every day and is so busy, even going out to collect all sorts of jade artifacts? What, are you treating your home like a hotel, running off after eating?" Wang Shouren rolled his eyes.
"Hehe." Qin Jingru wasn't embarrassed at all, and tried to get away with it by smiling cutely.
"Stop laughing. Something's not right with our factory's costs. You need to check it out."
"If the cost isn't right, why don't you have the big boss investigate? Why are you asking me?" Qin Jingru asked, puzzled.
“Let him do everything, what business is there for you? He needs to distance himself from these things. I suspect there are rats in the factory.”
"Rats?" Qin Jingru immediately became interested: "That can't be right, can it? Where would rats come from in our factory? Besides, our production costs have gone up?"
"No, it's just that it suddenly stopped going down."
"Can't it go down?" Qin Jingru's voice rose slightly.
"Yes, it won't go down."
Wang Shouren's factory model is different from others.
Normally, the gross profit of a motorcycle is calculated as the selling price minus (material cost + labor cost).
The calculation of labor costs is quite complex. It involves calculating the total operating cost of the entire factory, then calculating the number of motorcycles produced each month, and finally averaging the cost. However, due to the five-star management system and the technical department, this cost has actually been consistently decreasing.
According to Wang Shouren's thinking, this price reduction will probably continue for some time, because every month, some improvement plans will be submitted from the technical department to Kui Datou's desk.
The technology department is now divided into several groups, one of which is dedicated to researching how to optimize projects.
This project is currently the easiest to achieve results from.
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