Chapter 261 I Don’t Want to Give It to You Now
"I have to go back to the food factory and live in the factory director's office." Jiang Quan said.
There is still a lot of their private money in the office.
"The food factory has also trained a group of security personnel. There are five people patrolling at night. You are not a big deal." Cheng Hui said, "And Mr. Xie is here. You can stay here."
Jiang Quan said "hmm" with red eyes.
Cheng Hui felt relieved. With these three strong guys around, one of whom was a martial artist, her safety was basically guaranteed.
I feel more solid than ever before.
As the delivery date drew closer, she felt more and more uneasy and had no idea what was going on.
Maybe her childbirth experience in her previous life was too dark and she had psychological trauma.
Cheng Huishu said in a low voice: "I'm going back to the guesthouse to draw the blueprints first. You guys continue to clean up, and I'll ask your brother Quan to pick you up later."
"Goodbye, sister-in-law!"
"Bye, Boxer!"
Cheng Hui let Jiang Quan live in her house. She valued Jiang Quan, so of course they had to give him face.
Cheng Hui returned to the guesthouse and met Cheng Rui, then she remembered that she had not reserved a room for her elder brother...
As a result, all the rooms have been divided up now.
I'm really busy and confused.
But that's not the case.
"Brother, I have good news for you. I want an old Soviet-style house!" Cheng Hui said.
"Really? That's good." Cheng Rui said, "I heard that the walls of those houses are one or two meters thick. If that's true, it must be very warm."
He now doesn't think there is anything strange about Cheng Hui's plan to build a villa. Compared to being able to draw an assembly line with just a wave of his hand, this is nothing.
"Indeed, I saw that house and the outer wall is at least 2 meters thick," said Cheng Hui.
Really, the old Soviet-built houses were this thick! Warm in winter and cool in summer.
"I live upstairs with a few sisters-in-law. There are three rooms downstairs. Gao Nan, Gao Feng and Jiang Quan are living there now. Who are you going to squeeze in with?" Cheng Hui said.
Cheng Rui said, "Jiang Quan, please."
Compared to the two brothers-in-law, he is more familiar with Jiang Quan.
Moreover, Cheng Hui actually let Jiang Quan live in her house. He had to keep an eye on him. Living in the same room with Jiang Quan also helped prevent others from spreading rumors.
"Well, let's just make do with this for a few months. We are going back to the capital anyway." Cheng Hui said.
Cheng Rui breathed a sigh of relief: "You scared me, I thought you were going to stay here. Then what do you want the house for? Is it rented or assigned to you? Will the house be taken back after you leave?"
She was afraid of this, so she went straight to the procedure today.
She saw clearly that the leader hesitated when signing, and wanted to keep the paperwork for the house in his own department. In that case, even if the house was rented to Cheng Hui, he would definitely have to take it back after she left.
It was Zhang Guangming who asked him to do so, and he went through another procedure to transfer the property directly to Cheng Hui's name. The property could not be recovered unless it was "expropriated".
Cheng Hui took note of this feeling.
"I may not be able to take them all with me when I leave. Maybe they can't bear to leave their hometown." Cheng Hui said, "We'll see when the time comes."
She must take Gao Zhi away, but Gao Feng is a bit difficult to deal with since his biological father is in the capital.
It would be bad if he met his biological father's daughter again and had some bad fate with her.
Unless she thinks of a way to break the window paper in advance.
But that's all in the future.
"I'm drawing some blueprints. I'm so busy." Cheng Hui found paper and pen and started working.
Cheng Rui came over excitedly: "What are you going to draw this time? By the way, Director Pan asked me to ask you when you are free. He wants to treat you to a meal."
Cheng Rui’s private work has been completed, and now the only work left is at the aircraft factory.
Zhao Daxing occasionally went to the aircraft factory to find him, hoping to get him away to continue his research on CNC machine tools, but unfortunately he failed to snatch him away from Pan Lijun and Xu Zheng.
Of course, what the two of them were most concerned about was Cheng Hui. They were the first to know that Cheng Hui had completed the design of the integrated circuit production line.
The electrical appliance factory has already officially started production, so Cheng Hui, the factory director, actually has nothing to do.
Then you can come and work overtime for them when you have time?
Cheng Hui was a little dissatisfied with the big pie they had painted for Cheng Rui...
He shook his head and said, "I have been busy lately. I have many things to do. I have to build a cold storage, a honeycomb panel machine, and now I have to design some furniture. I am too busy. Let's talk about it later."
"No, you want to design furniture?" Cheng Rui's eyes widened.
Furniture and machinery are not in the same field!
"What's so strange about that? I've designed houses before." Cheng Hui said as she started drawing.
Cheng Rui...well, if Cheng Hui hadn't mentioned it, he would have really forgotten about it. She had actually been involved in design for a long time.
He looked down at what Cheng Hui had drawn, and the outline of a large wardrobe had already taken shape.
"Actually, it's not my design. I just made some changes based on the original one." Cheng Hui said.
She had a good memory, which was a particular advantage in these designs.
I remembered everything I saw in my previous life, and now I can do it with ease without having to think about it.
Of course, she doesn't paint anything too advanced. She saves the advanced ones for future use, and people today may not be able to accept anything too advanced.
She can paint in the 80s style.
Moreover, her paintings were in European style, tending towards wealthier styles.
Fortunately, foreign publications are now taboo, and foreign magazines are even less likely to exist, so ordinary people don’t have much knowledge and don’t recognize what European style is.
She would not say this word out loud, otherwise she would be accused of something.
Soon, a whole set of furniture was painted.
The next morning, Cheng Hui went to the furniture factory.
Sun Biao was waiting at the gate alone.
An old man stood there alone, like a doorman.
Although he will retire next year, he has no real power now and has been sidelined.
Everyone else gathered around the deputy factory directors and placed their bets.
Cheng Hui saw that this wasn't going to work. Otherwise, even if she gave the drawings to Sun Biao, he wouldn't be able to keep them and would end up making wedding dresses for others.
Then she would be unhappy.
"Director Sun, I have drawn all the drawings." Cheng Hui took out a stack of papers from her briefcase. There were many kinds of drawings, and she needed to draw several drawings for one type of furniture.
She glanced at Sun Biao quickly.
Sun Biao's face turned red with excitement: "Great! Great! It looks great!"
"But I can't give it to you now." Cheng Hui said.
Sun Biao......
He looked at Cheng Hui in disbelief. Was she trying to trick him?
"I gave it all to you. Your factory has produced it. Is the credit yours?" Cheng Hui asked.
Sun Biao's eyes suddenly turned red.
Is she thinking about him?
Moreover, this young factory manager really understands all these twists and turns. Looking at her age... she is born to be a factory manager!
Sun Biao smiled bitterly, but his voice was more friendly than yesterday: "Director Cheng has seen it, and I don't know for sure, so I'll just give it a try... So what do you think we should do now?"
Cheng Hui only pulled out the specific drawings of the sofa set from yesterday.
"Let's take it slow and give them a new model after a while." Cheng Hui smiled and said, "I'll tell them that we are relatives and I drew these blueprints for the furniture factory for free because of your face. When you stop being the factory director, I will stop worrying about it."
"Great, great!" Sun Biao clapped his hands: "This is a good idea!"
In this way, as long as the drawings drawn by Cheng Hui are good enough, he will be safe!
He asked, "How old are you?"
Cheng Hui said: "In a few months, I will be 19 years old."
Sun Biao took a deep breath. He was the director of two factories at the age of 19!
He didn’t know whether the senior engineer was real or not, but the furniture designer was definitely real!
So awesome.
"I'll just tell them that you are my granddaughter and that your grandfather and I are sworn brothers, is that okay?" he said cautiously.
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