When Qian Qing and Zhou Hao were unclear about Wang Hua and his wife's intentions, Wang Hua and Azhen were on their way back.

Unlike the sweetness imagined, although Wang Hua allowed Ah Zhen to hold his arm, if one were to observe carefully, one would notice that Wang Hua's arm was trembling slightly.

Wang Hua suppressed his irritability and physical discomfort and asked Ah Zhen, "I've already told you that Zhou Hao has a temper as hard as a rock. Why did you have to come?"

The few pleasantries Zhou Hao exchanged just now clearly showed that he was not welcoming them.

Ah Zhen raised her lips and said, "It's better to resolve a feud than to create one. Besides, you are both doing business now, and only by being harmonious can you make money. What's the point of not talking to each other forever? The previous conflict was with his wife, and it has little to do with you. We don't say that we have a good relationship with him, but at least we can save face."

Wang Hua felt uneasy when Zhou Hao was mentioned: "That's it for this time! From now on, don't get involved in anything that happens in their family."

As soon as he faced Zhou Hao, he recalled the time when Zhou Hao pinned him down and beat him. Even though it had been almost two years, he still felt uncomfortable.

Ah Zhen agreed verbally, but she didn't agree in her heart.

Wang Hua is a man with high aspirations but poor skills. He is not very useful. He is also a bit chauvinistic and is very cautious to others. Especially after what happened to Wan Zhenzhen, Ah Zhen felt that Wang Hua was a man who was not presentable. She calculated the time and felt that Wang Hua could still be used for now, but if things went well, Wang Hua would not be useful in the next two or three years.

Instead of spending all my efforts to find someone to train, it is better to find a smart man who can be presentable. Especially since Zhou Hao is still a small leader and engineer, his position will only be higher in a few years, and he will be more useful by then.

Ah Zhen thought of Zhou Hao's hawk-like eyes just now. Taming such a man is much more challenging than taming Wang Hua.

Wang Hua was already yawning, feeling a little tired: "Let's go back, don't you still have to train those new female employees?"

Ah Zhen nodded: "Yes, but there is no rush. Let them clean the shelves first. When our second store opens, I will give them individual training."

Wang Hua waved his hand casually: "It's up to you to decide. By the way, you should be more careful with your kid at home, or people in the courtyard will gossip about him again."

This kid is the son of Wang Hua and Wan Zhenzhen. Before the divorce, Wan Zhenzhen said she wanted a son. But when Ah Zhen came, she convinced Wan's mother with just a few words. The child stayed, and the Wan family didn't take much money.

Wang Hua doesn't have much affection for this son. What he wants now is his own and Ah Zhen's son. However, Ah Zhen is busy with business, so they can't have a son now.

Ah Zhen pouted and said, "Don't worry, I'll take good care of your son. The aunt I hired is someone I've used for many years in the south. She has a lot of experience in taking care of children."

Wang Hua couldn't stop yawning: "That's fine, I'll go smoke a cigarette, you go shopping by yourself, and go back early after shopping."

Before he finished speaking, he walked to the side of the road, took out a pack of cigarettes from his trousers, lit it, and enjoyed himself in the smoke.

Ah Zhen shrugged nonchalantly and turned away.

*****

After a hundred days, the two children's names were decided, one was named Zhou Jiao and the other was named Zhou Yang.

Although the two annoying kids still disliked Zhou Hao as always, Zhou Hao, after all, had the feelings of an old father in mind and did not use the nickname as the real name, but gave Jiaojiao a fairly acceptable name.

Qian Qing also began to prepare for the construction and production of the sanitary napkin factory and started a busy process.

The sanitary napkin production line was the first to be introduced. Qian Qing asked Lu Jiayi for help and contacted an old foreign manufacturer. Since new machines were not available, she bought seven or eight old production lines.

With Lujiayi, the process of purchasing production lines has avoided many detours. At that time, many factories were cheated by foreigners when buying production lines. Either the model they gave was wrong, or the machine they gave was broken and could not be used.

Qian Qing was relatively lucky. The machine she bought worked without any problems. The old machine, which was about 70% new, was completely sufficient as a starter.

The next step was to select a site to build a factory and recruit workers. It was not until the end of the year that the sanitary napkin factory took shape.

By the time the workers were in place, the machines were started, and the first batch of sanitary napkins left the factory, it was already early winter, the time when money was raining.

The sanitary napkin factory was on the right track, and Qian Qing returned to the oil field in a car. This second-hand Crown sedan was bought by her through Lao Ding.

In the past six months, she has been traveling back and forth between her family and children and her career. The train schedule was so tight that she couldn't even catch up on sleep, so she simply gritted her teeth and spent tens of thousands of yuan from her limited funds to buy a business car.

After having a car, her life became much more convenient. Whether she was on a business trip or going home, she could get there in just over two hours.

When we got home, before the car even stopped, we heard a baby babbling in the yard.

The driver smiled and said, "I heard you're back, Mr. Qian."

Qian Qing's face was filled with sweetness. In the past few months, her time of coming back was always irregular. The two children were still young and didn't understand anything else. They just knew that when they heard the sound of a car, it meant their mother had returned.

"You are so young, but you can't even speak clearly, except for 'ah' and 'ah'."

The driver said in an experienced tone: "That's normal. Our child Meng Meng is the same. He always keeps saying ah ah. I don't know when he will suddenly start calling mom and dad."

If Wan Zhenzhen was there, she would be very shocked at this moment, because the driver driving Qian Qing was her ex-husband, Liu Dong.

Liu Dong, who should have been fired in more than a year, successfully stood out from the dozen or so drivers who applied for the job because Qian Qing was looking for a driver and Qian Qing remembered that he had helped Wang Li when his wife gave birth.

Qian Qing got out of the car and took out some fashionable toys from the trunk. As her business grew bigger and bigger, she got to know more and more people, and the number of favors on her books increased significantly. And because she had two children at home, it was not difficult to understand why she often received toys.

Qian Qing said to Liu Dong, "I should not be going out much recently. Apart from going to the provincial capital for the annual meeting before the New Year, I should be fine. This is for you."

Qian Qing picked out two toys that were not suitable for the petite and masculine girl's age and gave them to Liu Dong.

"For your daughter."

Liu Dong quickly thanked him. The toys Qian Qing received were all high-end products, and some were imported from abroad. Even though he usually doted on his daughter, he rarely bought her such expensive toys.

Qian Qing watched Liu Dong back the car out and leave before turning around and going home.

Zhou Hao has lived in the house in Nanyuan for almost a year. He has made it very clean and bright. He has also planted a row of bamboos outside the house and replaced the front door with a heavy one with door nails.

After Qian Qing complained that the door was too thick and no one could hear her knocks for a long time, Zhou Hao even found some time to install a doorbell on the door.

Qian Qing had the key in her bag, but she had been out for too long this time and couldn't find it for a long time. When she was about to press the doorbell, she saw the door creak and open a little.

A plump, white paw appeared at the crack of the door and started to pull at it. However, the door was too heavy and it was simply not closed tightly just now. Now the paw was stuck in the crack and couldn't be pried open no matter how hard it tried.

Seeing that he couldn't pry the door open, the other party obviously became anxious, so he simply retracted his hand and put his face close to him.

Qian Qing looked at the chubby little face half blocked in the crack of the door, groaning, her glittering saliva almost sticking to the door...

Lu Yanmei's voice came from inside the door: "Jiaojiao! Why are you at the door?"

The little girl inside the door cried out, her little face shrank back, and then she stretched out her chubby paws, trying to gesture to Lu Yanmei that she heard a car honking.

Qian Qing couldn't help laughing and went up to open the door: "Sister Lu, it's me."

Lu Yanmei also laughed: "No wonder, I was wondering why he was drinking from his bottle just now and suddenly ran to the door."

Speaking of running, Zhou Hao made a wooden roller skate for each of the two children. The children sat in it and could stagger forward a few steps by pushing their little feet.

Seeing Qian Qing's face, Jiaojiao became even more excited, waving her chubby arms as if she wanted to hug her.

Qian Qing kissed his chubby little cheek but didn't hug him. She had just come back from outside and needed to wash and change clothes first.

Jiaojiao was shouting loudly, while Yangyang was squinting his eyes under the eaves, looking as comfortable as a little old man.

After Qian Qing had tidied herself, Jiaojiao and Yangyang came to her side on their small roller skates, and Qian Qing hugged and kissed them one by one.

Seeing that no one was in the house, Qian Qing asked Lu Yanmei, "Why isn't my mother here?"

Since she started to go out so often, most of the household affairs fell on Zhou Hao. In addition to asking Lu Yanmei to take care of the two children, he also hired someone to clean and tidy up the house. Qian's mother also came over frequently.

At first, Qian Qing was still hesitant about whether to hire another person. After all, taking care of two children is not just twice as troublesome, it is three times more difficult.

But the family members said it was okay soon. The main reason was that Yangyang was a very easy-going child. It was as if he was from a different generation than Jiaojiao. Jiaojiao would occasionally get a little mad, but Yangyang would just eat, sleep and watch things. He would only make a few noises when he was hungry, thirsty, sleepy or uncomfortable, but he was very well behaved the rest of the time.

Lu Yanmei replied, "They said there was something going on at the hot sauce factory, so they went to take care of it."

Qian Qing also expressed her understanding. It was almost the end of the year, and she had recently heard that Lu Jiaren's red roast sauce had already shipped its first batch overseas, so Qian's mother must have a lot of things to do.

Qian Qing took out a small mushroom-shaped toy from her bag, placed it between the two brothers, and lightly pressed the switch on it, and an English song came on.

Jiaojiao stretched out her fat paws to touch it out of interest. Qian Qing had read some books and knew that this was how kids of this age were. They would touch anything new they came across.

I saw Jiaojiao touched it and when she saw that the other party didn't respond, she started to babble. It seemed that she was very interested in this mushroom and wanted to communicate with the other party.

Yangyang looked at it for a while, then got impatient. This kind of conversation between the silly brother and the toy happened almost every day. When Jiaojiao knew that this toy would not give any feedback, she would abandon it without mercy.

***

The atmosphere at the end of the year gradually became stronger. After Qian Qing went to the provincial capital to attend the annual meeting, the rest of the time was her vacation.

However, Zhou Hao became busy because of his studies.

Wutong University finally opened courses related to chemical engineering, and Zhou Hao also obtained a diploma from the Vocational University and officially began to prepare for the master's examination.

Qian Qing played with the two chubby kids all day long. It was not until Qian Yu came to deliver vermicelli and announced that work would be suspended before the New Year that Qian Qing realized that it was already the 26th day of the Lunar New Year.

Qian Yu expanded the scope of his pig farm this year and opened direct-operated stores in the provincial capital. One store near the railway station in particular has been doing booming business.

Seeing her sister's cheerful face, Qian Yu asked, "Are the vermicelli noodles selling well this year?"

Qian Yu: "How can that be possible? You know how many vermicelli workshops there are now. This year's shipment volume is not even half of last year's."

She was happy, but she was happy about the pig farm.

Last month, a newspaper in City Y selected some outstanding local enterprises, and her pig farm was among them.

As soon as Qian Qing heard this, she congratulated her sister. Being in the newspaper would definitely bring some benefits. Her sister's direct-operated store would probably do even better business.

Qian Yu: "Thanks to the idea you gave me of recruiting people to promote the products on trains, I found dozens of people and started promoting the products on the railways. The more sales I made, the more commissions I got, and my reputation spread quickly. In less than half a year, people from other provinces and cities came to ask me about the distribution rights."

Qian Qing thought this was a good thing, but she still reminded her sister: "The distribution rights can be distributed, but you have to choose the right person."

If we really find some messed-up people to be distributors, the downstream market will be in complete chaos.

Qian Yu has matured a lot after these years of experience: "That's for sure. But... I don't plan to sell the distribution rights of vermicelli."

"What's wrong?"

Qian Yu sighed: "You don't know, now people in Liujia Village and Huangjia Village add things to the vermicelli when they make it... I think their business here will be ruined by next year at the latest."