If we do everything according to what this young man says, this matter can be resolved quickly.
The next morning, when Jiang Sheng got up, Zhao Nianmeng had just gotten up as well.
Seeing that no one was in the kitchen, Zhao Nianmeng couldn't help but feel curious.
"Xuehui would usually be up by this time. Did she stay up too late last night?"
Zhao Nianmeng went to bed early last night, so she didn't know when Jiang Sheng and Zhao Xuehui returned.
As Zhao Nianmeng yawned and went to the bathroom to wash up, Jiang Sheng helped cook porridge in the kitchen and answered her question.
"My second sister came back around 10 p.m. last night. She'll probably be busy for the next few days. Yesterday she asked me to tell my eldest sister that she won't be making breakfast for the next few days because she needs to catch up on some sleep."
"Oh, I see."
Zhao Nianmeng nodded knowingly, a hint of heartache flashing across her face.
"My second sister will have a hard time these days, so let her sleep a little longer."
Just as she finished speaking, Zhao Xuehui had finished getting ready.
Seeing Jiang Sheng trying to cook, she quickly ran over and took the groceries from his hands: "Little brother, you're really no good at cooking. You should just wait over there. I'm afraid you'll blow up the kitchen again."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Sheng couldn't help but scratch his head awkwardly.
"Big sister, what are you saying?" Jiang Sheng grinned and simply helped out from the side: "Although I can't cook, I can at least help you out."
Not being able to cook is indeed my only shortcoming. If I could help with cooking, my two older sisters wouldn't have to work so hard.
With that thought in mind, Jiang Sheng secretly made up her mind that she should learn to cook from Zhou Yongming's nanny. That way, she could impress her two older sisters with her cooking skills.
"I remember your glorious feat of accidentally blowing up the kitchen before."
As she reminisced about the past, a faint smile appeared on Zhao Nianmeng's face.
At that time, the four sisters were still living in Jiang Sheng's house.
Zhao Nianmeng remembers that Jiang Sheng was only eight or nine years old at the time. He kept insisting on cooking, but ended up blowing up the whole kitchen.
Since then, Jiang Sheng has never succeeded in cooking a single time.
Therefore, Jiang Sheng's parents never let him cook again. After all, there was only one kitchen in the house, and if it were to be blown up again, it would cost a lot of money to buy kitchenware.
The siblings couldn't help but laugh as they reminisced about the past.
"By the way, Defu hasn't gotten up yet, has he?"
As she spoke, Zhao Nianmeng glanced in the direction of the guest room where Zhao Defu was staying and said, "I wonder how Defu's head wound is doing after this night."
"The doctor said there's nothing serious, so you don't need to worry, sister."
Jiang Sheng handed the vegetables in his hand to Zhao Nianmeng, and then picked up another bunch: "He was injured yesterday. Although it's nothing serious, he needs to replenish his blood. Let him sleep a little longer. We'll wake him up later."
"Too."
The two chatted while cooking, and only after breakfast was finished did Jiang Sheng curiously ask about the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill.
"By the way, big sister, how's your thinking about that state-owned enterprise reform proposal I told you about before?"
It's fine if this isn't mentioned, but as soon as it comes up, Zhao Nianmeng's face is filled with excitement and agitation.
She abandoned her usual composed demeanor, a forced smile plastered on her face.
“I’ve made almost all the improvements, and yesterday we had a meeting with the factory’s senior management. It was unanimously approved, and I’m just about to submit it to my superiors for approval.”
Upon hearing this good news, Jiang Sheng was genuinely happy for Zhao Nianmeng.
"That's wonderful! Congratulations, big sister!"
Hearing Zhao Nianmeng's words, Jiang Sheng actually breathed a sigh of relief.
After all, in Jiang Sheng's mind, Lin Jiafu was like a bomb that could explode at any moment.
An explosion could happen at any time, leaving the entire factory devastated.
That would inevitably hurt his beloved older sister, Zhao Nianmeng.
Now, as long as the project plan is approved and the higher authorities apply for approval, the factory can embark on a vigorous enterprise restructuring process.
"All of this is thanks to your help, little brother."
Zhao Nianmeng said with immense gratitude, "If it weren't for your help, I really wouldn't know what to do."
"Big sister, you're too kind," Jiang Sheng quickly waved his hand. "It was just a small favor, and besides, you're my older sister. If I don't help you, who else should I help?"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Nianmeng felt a warm current flow through her heart. Finally, she took out a bronze-colored new air conditioner from the briefcase on the table next to her and placed it in front of Jiang Sheng.
"Open it and take a look."
Looking at the paper in front of him, and then at the smiling expression on Zhao Nianmeng's face, Jiang Sheng took it with some curiosity.
What is this?
Zhao Nianmeng smiled and said, "You'll know once you open it."
Seeing his older sister keeping him in suspense, Jiang Sheng curiously tore open the envelope and took out two pieces of paper.
After seeing the above content, he realized that it was a revised proposal personally prepared by Zhao Nianmeng.
Moreover, this project plan is an integration scheme based on the actual situation of Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill.
"I just wanted my younger brother to see how good the improvements I made were. Anyway, after I told everyone, the factory's higher-ups were quite satisfied."
Zhao Nianmeng originally planned to show her improved proposal to Jiang Sheng before the meeting to see if he could give any suggestions.
However, seeing that Jiang Sheng had been extremely busy lately, and that there were specific details about the factory's situation that only he knew best.
So Zhao Nianmeng carefully revised it again, and after confirming that there were no problems, she took it directly to the meeting.
Seeing Jiang Sheng's eyes fixed on the paper without saying a word, Zhao Nianmeng felt inexplicably nervous.
"So, everything should be fine, right?"
Zhao Nianmeng was unusually nervous when facing Jiang Sheng, fearing that he would point out something was wrong.
Despite being a seasoned businessman, he lacked the composure of his younger brother, who was still a student.
After reading it from beginning to end, Jiang Sheng looked up at Zhao Nianmeng and gave her a thumbs up with a smile.
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