Chapter 182 Support "Anyway, in my heart, what's mine is yours. ...
Several young people sat around the square table in Wang Ying's house. In the middle of the table was a stack of draft paper, a dozen scattered photos, several foreign advertising brochures and magazines, a palm-sized cassette player and several cassettes.
Some of these things were brought by Gu Xuan, and some by Qiu Zhenhua. If these things appeared in the house six or seven years ago, it would be a big deal! But in just a few years, the atmosphere has completely changed.
They had already flipped through the magazine and listened to most of the songs on the tape. On the draft paper in front of Wang Ying was a stream of fresh ideas they had just discussed, scribbled over and over again.
After their discussion just now, the cast has expanded from two little girls to three generations. They want to create a brand that is suitable for all ages, rather than just for children.
The entire advertisement is compressed into 20 seconds, which includes six lines of a highly repetitive and cheerful jingle and a brand declaration at the end.
The overall framework was proposed by Wang Ying, and the details were filled in by Zhao Yunsheng and Gu Xuan.
When the discussion was almost over, Wang Ying had another idea: "I want to expand the six-line jingle in the advertisement into a complete song and release it."
"That's fine," Gu Xuan said. "We're going to hire someone to compose music anyway, so why not just make a complete one?"
"A widely sung song will bring about a long-term advertising effect," Qiu Zhenhua also said.
"That's what we'll do. The lyrics and script will be finished as soon as possible. The follow-up matters will be handed over to our director Gu." Zhao Yunsheng said.
"Well, there's no problem. That's it for now. If Director Wang has any requirements later, we can ask him later." Gu Xuan said.
"Thank you, Director Gu." Wang Ying said with a smile.
Chen Xiuqin and Zhao Chengjun sat on the sofa and listened. Chen Xiuqin whispered, "Look, do you understand what those young people are saying?"
"What's there to not understand? It's just advertising," Zhao Chengjun said. "I can learn even if I don't understand."
Zhao Chengjun still wanted to work in Wang Ying's factory. Before he even mentioned it, Chen Xiuqin came to pour cold water on him again!
After the discussion, Wang Ying invited them to her home for dinner, where she personally cooked a table of dishes. The variety of vegetables and meat available had also increased over the past two years, with both coastal seafood and inland mountain delicacies now available.
After dinner, they chatted for a while before Gu Xuan and Qiu Zhenhua said goodbye. Before leaving, Qiu Zhenhua invited Wang Ying and the others to attend his wedding next year.
Chen Xiuqin went to the kitchen to wash the dishes. Zhao Chengjun coughed lightly and said, "Yingzi, I see you are very busy at the factory now. I thought, why don't I go back and help you?"
"Okay!" Wang Ying agreed without asking any questions. She now has the power to do so.
Zhao Yunsheng said, "Isn't it going to be easy for Dad to transfer to another job right now?"
"I plan to retire directly, which only leaves me a little over a year. I can still get it done if I want to," said Zhao Chengjun.
Zhao Yunsheng was a little surprised that his father, an old comrade who was usually the most conservative and law-abiding person, would actually retire early for Wang Ying.
"Then it's fine as long as you think it's okay." Zhao Yunsheng said.
Zhao Chengjun saw what Zhao Yunsheng was thinking and said, "I think Yingzi is too busy and we don't have enough manpower. Even if we recruit after the New Year, the new recruits need to be trained before they can be used."
"Well, Dad is right. Besides, it is easy to train a front-line worker, but it is difficult to train a middle-level cadre." Wang Ying said.
"I think so too," Zhao Chengjun said. "My current position is very popular. I don't know how many people are vying for it. If I retire early, I won't find a replacement. Not to mention that it will be difficult for me. There are so many people who are eager for me to step down and make way for them."
"That's true," Zhao Yunsheng said. "Have you told Mom?"
"I said that a few days ago," said Zhao Chengjun.
Zhao Yunsheng jokingly said, "When you go to work at Yingzi Factory, don't act like an old man. When it comes to work, you have to listen to Director Wang."
Wang Ying elbowed him: "Don't talk nonsense!"
"I want you to tell me, if I don't understand this logic, why should I go there? I'm going to cause trouble! Really." Zhao Chengjun glared at Zhao Yunsheng.
It was decided that Zhao Chengjun would go to work at the biscuit factory.
With just a few days until the Lunar New Year, Wang Ying's factory had already shipped out its last batch of goods and prepared employee welfare products. While other factories were still distributing textiles this year, Wang Ying and her team were distributing their own products. She ordered a batch of canvas bags featuring their signature panda design, and each employee received a bag containing the entire product line.
The day before New Year’s Eve, the biscuit factory distributed benefits and then gave people their annual leave. Everyone carried a red canvas bag, which made them very conspicuous when walking on the street.
Wang Ying also asked Dou Haiyan to prepare some extra gifts, which she used to give to others, such as the former Factory Director Qian, Deputy Factory Director Zheng, and Director Xiang who came back for the New Year this year. She personally gave them to them all.
Xiang Huaimin was the last one to go. Wang Ying talked with him for a long time about the research and development process of the nitrogen-filled packaging machine.
In Wang Ying's mind, the nitrogen-filled packaging machine is the last piece of the puzzle to realize her dream. Once the nitrogen-filled packaging is invented, she can expand the production line and produce more categories of goods, so that she can compete with imported food in the future.
"Uncle, what is the biggest obstacle to research and development now?" Wang Ying asked.
"I won't hide it from you. The projects that the country strongly supports are not here, and the research funds provided are extremely limited. The biggest obstacle is insufficient funds. We are now stuck in a bottleneck period, and have been stuck for more than half a year," said Xiang Huaimin.
"I will invest in you next year," said Wang Ying.
"It's not a small amount." Xiang Huaimin looked at Wang Ying.
"I'll do my best to invest," Wang Ying said. "But I'll also be frank. If I invest, I'll be given priority in the future. I'll help you then."
Xiang Huaimin looked at Wang Ying and thought to himself, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't have crossed disciplines to do this.
"Don't worry about that," Xiang Huaimin said. "Your factory is doing well, but the indicators are certainly scary."
"Don't worry, the indicators are not a problem," Wang Ying said. "I will definitely have money to donate to your laboratory next year."
"You really haven't changed at all. If you want to do something, you will do it once you make up your mind." Xiang Huaimin sighed.
Wang Ying looked into Xiang Huaimin's room, which was still a mess, filled with all sorts of books and scraps of paper. He smiled and said, "You haven't changed either!"
Xiang Huaimin also looked around his small home. He was alone and had originally planned to devote the rest of his life to mathematics. Then, by chance, he met Wang Ying and somehow ended up researching nitrogen-filled packaging machines...
"Uncle, you are alone at home. Come to my house for New Year's Eve dinner tomorrow. I will cook." Wang Ying said.
"New Year's Eve dinner, your family is reunited, why should I go? I won't go."
"Go ahead. Just think of me as someone who wants to marry into your family, a great professor." Wang Ying looked at Xiang Huaimin with a smile. She knew this man and he would definitely say one thing and mean another.
Xiang Huaimin didn't know how to respond to what Wang Ying said and just glared at her.
"Do you still remember the way to my home? Or should I come and pick you up?" Wang Ying asked.
"Remember, you don't need to come to receive it." Xiang Huaimin was finally defeated by Wang Ying.
"Okay, I'll cook your favorite dishes at home and wait for you to come," said Wang Ying.
Xiang Huaimin wanted to ask, "Do you still remember what I like to eat?" But after thinking about it, he didn't dare to say it, so he just said, "It's getting late, you should go back."
"Okay, I'll wait for you at home tomorrow. You must come."
"If I say I'm going, I'm going."
Only then did Wang Ying leave Xiang Huaimin's house.
After Wang Ying left, Xiang Huaimin found the number biscuits from the canvas bag that Wang Ying brought, took them out of the bag, opened the package, picked up the number "6" at random, and put it in his mouth to eat.
Well, it still tastes the same as before.
After Wang Ying returned home and retired to bed that night, she told Zhao Yunsheng about the nitrogen-filling packaging machine and her plan to donate money to Xiang Huaimin's laboratory next year. Although she had already made up her mind and would not listen to anyone's objections, she still wanted to talk to Zhao Yunsheng.
"Has it been a bottleneck period for more than half a year?" Zhao Yunsheng asked.
"Well, it's not easy for Director Xiang either. I guess he has invested his own salary in it." Wang Ying sighed.
Zhao Yunsheng said, "Then don't wait for your company's profit distribution. Just invest your family's money directly."
Wang Ying was silent for two seconds. "Most of the money in the family comes from your royalties, and my salary only accounts for a small part."
"That's true. Director Xiang is investing his own salary into research. As your husband, shouldn't I fully support you?" Zhao Yunsheng said, "I've polished the script for Director Wu to perfection. Even though he's been torturing me for so long, he still pays me well. And his previous book is also being reprinted. The money I've saved is just sitting there anyway, so why not invest it and create greater value in the future?"
"Then, let's discuss it with our parents," said Wang Ying.
"They will agree, and maybe even support you." Zhao Yunsheng said with a smile.
"Let's talk about it after the New Year..." Wang Ying felt that it was not a good idea. She still wanted to use the money she earned to invest...
Zhao Yunsheng guessed what Wang Ying was thinking just by the tone of her voice. He pinched her face and said, "We're already an old married couple, we've been one for a long time. Why are you still trying to separate us so clearly? What do you want to do? If Director Wang becomes rich in the future and I need money, you won't give it to me?"
"I didn't make it clear to you..." Wang Ying argued.
"Hmph~ You know it in your heart." Zhao Yunsheng said, "No matter what you think, no matter whether you believe it or not, in my heart, what's mine is yours."
"I believe it, I believe it," Wang Ying said quickly. "Speaking of an old married couple, we've been married for over seven years. Time flies."
"Isn't it... Why do I feel like we've only been married for a short time..."
Wang Ying reached outside the quilt and touched the peony flowers on the quilt. They were now covered with the very quilt that had been her dowry. "The quilt cover has faded from the color after washing. It hasn't been long."
Zhao Yunsheng took her hand back under the quilt: "But I still feel the novelty hasn't worn off yet."
"The shelf life is really long." Wang Ying laughed at him.
Zhao Yunsheng smiled softly and kissed Wang Ying. The two of them were very affectionate. Zhao Yunsheng proved with his actions that he was still not interested in Wang Ying... He was not yet affectionate enough with her.
The next day was New Year's Eve. Wang Ying got up and went to dress the two children. In winter, people wear more clothes and the clothes are thicker. Huanhuan could dress himself, but Yueyue couldn't.
Wang Ying went to the two children's room and found Huanhuan had already changed her clothes.
"Has Huanhuan dressed herself?" Wang Ying said.
"Well, auntie, I'll go downstairs to brush my teeth and wash my face first." Huanhuan ran away.
Wang Ying felt that something was wrong with Huanhuan. Yueyue whispered, "Mom, my sister cried last night!"
"She cried? Did you comfort her?" Wang Ying asked.
"After I comforted her, she cried even harder and I didn't dare to say anything," said Yueyue.
Wang Ying sighed, Huanhuan must be missing her mother.
"Mom, my sister must be missing my aunt. Where did my aunt go?" Yueyue said with a lonely tone. She felt bad for Huanhuan.
"Mom doesn't know where she went either." Wang Ying began to dress Yueyue.
"It would be nice if my sister was also born by my mother."
Wang Ying smiled and said, "The most important thing is that you get along well with each other."
Some sisters can become enemies, Wang Ying thought to herself, just like her and Wang Hui.
Yueyue put on her clothes and sat on the edge of the bed, and Wang Ying put her shoes on.
"My sister and I are fine." Yueyue said.
"Well, that's fine. Okay, let's go downstairs and find my sister." Wang Ying said as she carried Yueyue out of bed and then made the bed for them.
When Wang Ying was folding Huanhuan's quilt, she discovered that the photo of Wang Hui that Huanhuan had placed on the bedside table was missing. She lifted Huanhuan's pillow and saw the photo and the frame underneath.
Wang Ying sighed and picked up the photo frame to look at it. She also wanted to know where Wang Hui was and what she was doing at the moment. After she ran away alone, did society teach her to grow up or make her more depraved?
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