Traveling is something you can do at any time, so after resting for two days, Cheng Zhenzhu entrusted the four items to Sister Yumei and took the three elderly people to the imperial capital.
This time, they didn't write to San Tiao. They went directly there. They had intended to give San Tiao a surprise, but in the end, San Tiao gave them a huge surprise.
————Sanjo and his roommate developed a printer and won an award!
"Wow, three lines! That printer sounds amazing!" Zhao Fangrui exclaimed after hearing about its features. She used to work in an office. Most documents were handwritten, which was very laborious. With a printer like this, she wondered how much more convenient it would be...
"Three, well done!" Cheng Fugui also kept praising him, and even pulled his brother Wang Xiongtian to say, "Impressive, isn't it, my third grandson!"
"Amazing!" Wang Xiongtian was truly amazed. To be admitted to Imperial Capital University was already quite remarkable, and now, among a bunch of remarkable people, to stand out so much, it was like the God of Literature descending to earth!
"San Tiao, you're such a mother's pride!" Cheng Zhenzhu exclaimed proudly. A printer. San Tiao had actually come up with a printer! She even said she came up with the idea because she was worried she'd get tired.
These are truly her thoughtful three treasures!
Being the pride of his mother and the others, San Tiao was naturally very happy, and he spoke with a different kind of joy. "Mom, it's not very convenient to ship the printer. Then the person gave me an internal card and said that I can go directly to their production site to pick it up. You take it first."
They say they're already producing larger units. We don't have a one-time authorization; we choose to license production. For each unit produced, they'll give us a licensing fee of 1% of the product price. So, while the lead time is longer, we'll actually get a higher licensing fee..."
Cheng Zhenzhu listened to the long speeches and looked carefully at the handsome young boy in front of her. She felt inexplicably complicated.
Time flies! In her memory, San Tiao was still a soft and sticky little rice dumpling, but now he is a man who can stand on his own.
Time, like a chisel, had truly sculpted San Tiao into a fine piece of jade. She was truly delighted that San Tiao had grown to this point. Of course, she also felt a little empty...
After talking with San Tiao for a while, Cheng Zhenzhu noticed out of the corner of her eye that her parents and Old Man Wang had gone their separate ways and now had people to talk to.
Her mother was pointing at her and San Tiao with a smile on her face. Old Master Wang was talking, stroking his beard, and holding his head high.
Her father, holding a man of about his age with one hand, was laughing loudly towards the sky...
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