"That's true. It's very likely that everyone started doing business at first."
Once things stabilize, the children of high-ranking officials will definitely stop supporting their business ventures.
But I also contributed to the country.
If our industrial park develops smoothly, I wonder how many jobs it will solve.
They probably won't shut us down; at most, they'll just stop letting me work here.
So I've never thought about joining the Party for a long time; I feel like we're destined to do business together.
"Haha, I never thought about joining the Party. I prefer doing business."
Zhuang Zhimeng smiled and kissed her lover.
"Honey, where should we go this summer vacation?"
"How about we go abroad? To visit Grandma and Grandpa."
Then Mom and Dad can come with us.
"Bring your parents along too; once the teahouse is open, they rarely get a break."
"Okay, I need to apply for the visa as soon as possible."
"Dou Dou and Qi Qi will be living with their second brother in October, which will be nice to be able to take them abroad for a trip."
"Honey, should we bring weapons?"
"My husband is afraid..."
"Yes, after all, we still need to be careful when we go there, in case we run into anti-China groups."
"Then let's bring all the micro-weapons we drew before, just in case."
"Do I need to report this to Grandpa?"
"Yes, we have to, our identities are still quite sensitive."
My father is the son of the commander of Beijing.
Dou Dou and Qi Qi are the sons of military officers.
It would be very troublesome if foreigners found out.
What should I do if I speak a foreign language?
Zhuang Zhimeng thought about it.
"I have a way."
Zhuang Zhimeng took out a miniature translation button from the warehouse.
"Put this inside your clothes and it will automatically translate various languages."
An Qingbai took it and tried it out.
"It works pretty well. How many wives do you have?"
"I drew a hundred coins at once, and since I didn't need them, I just left them there."
"Okay, let's go home and make arrangements step by step."
Zhuang Zhimeng extended her hand.
"My husband carries me on his back."
An Qingbai affectionately pinched his wife's nose.
"Okay, honey, carry me."
An Qingbai squatted down and carried his wife to the back door.
Zhuang Zhimeng smiled and stopped her lover from opening the door.
"Honey, put me down."
An Qingbai smiled and put his wife down.
Back home, Zhuang Zhimeng made several phone calls.
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