Chapter 78 Lu Liangchen Did Not Return All Night
Zhou Zhiyuan walked out of Director Hu's office backwards with his back bent and a flattering smile on his face.
As soon as he closed the door, he breathed a sigh of relief, reached out to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, and his facial expression changed from smiling to vicious.
The autumn breeze blew through the corridor, making it chilly, but he didn't feel the chill at all, his mind full of the good news of getting a promotion and a raise.
"There's no rush to suppress Jiang Haitang. We need to take care of our own business first."
He muttered softly, and the sound of his leather shoes stepping on the concrete floor became lighter, as if he could already see himself sitting on the throne of the director of the R&D department, with money and power at his fingertips.
In the office, Director Hu frowned, looking tired and angry.
After Zhou Zhiyuan's figure completely disappeared at the end of the corridor, he suddenly threw the stack of documents on the table to the ground, and the papers were scattered all over the floor.
"A fool like this isn't even qualified to run the warehouse, yet he's taking up a position in the R&D department!"
His roar made the door frame tremble slightly.
"You even copied homework incorrectly, you don't even have the basic knowledge, and you didn't even bother to check what you wrote, yet you dared to send it to me! And you even have the audacity to brazenly claim it's his work!"
Director Hu paced back and forth in the office, becoming more and more angry the more he thought about it.
"You still want a raise? Raise your grandma's legs! If I don't send you away this time, I'll send myself away!"
It took a full five minutes for the angry shouting in the office to subside.
The secretary in the office next door didn't dare to make a sound and quietly closed the door of her office a little bit.
He secretly made up his mind: he must stay away from Zhou Zhi in the future.
On the other side, Zhou Zhiyuan returned home humming a tuneless little song, feeling very happy.
He plopped down on the worn sofa, fantasizing about receiving a promotion notice tomorrow and the envious looks from his coworkers.
Little did he know that Director Hu had already made a phone call in the office, intending to get rid of him once and for all.
As night fell over the textile factory's family compound, Jiang Haitang's home was filled with warmth.
Little Peach was lying on the low table, carefully drawing a crooked little man with a pen, muttering "Dad, Mom and Little Peach".
Jiang Haitang was sitting on a rattan chair knitting a sweater. The black wool was flying between her fingertips, and most of the sleeves of the sweater had been knitted.
Thinking of how Lu Liangchen would look wearing this sweater, a smile unconsciously appeared on her lips.
Lu Liangchen always found ways to give her things, and this time, she could finally give him something in return.
The warm time passed quickly and the night gradually deepened.
Jiang Haitang put down the sweater and coaxed softly, "Xiao Taozi, it's time to go to bed. Daddy hasn't come back yet. How about Xiao Taozi and Mommy sleep together tonight?"
Little Peach's eyes lit up instantly, and she clapped her hands and cheered: "Little Peach wants to sleep with Mommy, sleep with Mommy!"
The little guy quickly washed up, got into bed, and soon fell asleep in Jiang Haitang's arms.
As the night deepened, Lu Liangchen's house next door remained pitch black.
Jiang Haitang tossed and turned in bed, the scene of Director Li and her son quarreling during the day kept replaying in her mind.
Lu Liangchen hasn't come back yet. Did he encounter any difficulties?
"Could it be that they're having trouble dealing with that mother and son? Or are there other urgent tasks? Is there any danger?"
The more she thought about it, the more uneasy she became. What happened today really left a shadow in her heart, and she fell into a drowsy sleep in the second half of the night.
In his dream, Jiang Haitang was still in the study.
There were many books on the bookshelf, and she picked one out at random. It was a book about textile machinery.
Turning the pages of the book, she was quickly attracted by the contents.
The book analyzes in detail the shortcomings of current textile machinery, proposes bold upgrading and transformation plans, and even includes several detailed drawings that mark every detail of the transformation.
At three o'clock in the morning, Jiang Haitang, who had only been asleep for two hours, suddenly woke up.
The content of the dream was so clear that it was terrifying. She ignored her sleepiness, got out of bed, turned on the desk lamp, took out a pen and paper and started drawing.
Lines, data, annotations... Her hands hardly stopped until the sky outside the window turned pale, and she finally finished drawing several drawings.
Looking at the results on the table, Jiang Haitang was both excited and worried.
If these drawings can be realized, the productivity of the textile factory can be increased by at least 50%, but the current technical capabilities of the factory are simply unable to support such a transformation.
The R&D department is short of talent, and there are only two technicians with limited skills in the mechanical field, who are simply unable to complete such a complex project.
"Perhaps this is an opportunity to bring Professor Shu and his wife back home."
Jiang Haitang's eyes suddenly lit up.
Professor Shu and his wife are experts in the field of textile machinery. If they can be invited to preside over the transformation project, all problems can be solved.
She decided to report to Director Hu today. She believed that given the director's emphasis on the development of the factory, he would definitely agree to invite the two experts back.
Having made up her mind, Jiang Haitang stopped worrying about it and started making breakfast.
After cooking the millet porridge, Jiang Haitang planned to make cornmeal pancakes.
The aroma of millet porridge wafted from the kitchen. Jiang Haitang mixed cornmeal, eggs, white flour and oil together. After a while, golden corn tortillas were sizzling in the pan.
She fried more than ten eggs in one go, then started a new pan to steam egg custard for Xiao Taozi.
Taking advantage of this time, Jiang Haitang took out a large bowl, put four cornmeal cakes in it, and sent it to Liu Hongmei's house.
I knocked on the door and went in. The room was filled with the smell of smoke.
Several children were chasing and playing with each other, and Liu Hongmei was cooking while giving them instructions.
"Erwa, don't touch the kettle."
"Dani, braid Erni's hair."
"Haitang, why are you here so early in the morning?" Seeing Jiang Haitang, Liu Hongmei hurriedly greeted her.
"Director Liu, I made some tortillas this morning. Please try them." Jiang Haitang handed over the bowl with a smile.
"Oh, it smells delicious and looks appetizing. No wonder Uncle Zhang always says that his kitchen is at great loss since you left."
Liu Hongmei took the bowl, quickly poured the corn tortillas into the basin, and stuffed two pumpkin pancakes into Jiang Haitang's bowl.
"I made pumpkin pancakes this morning. They're soft and I think Little Peach will like them."
Jiang Haitang thanked her: "I made steamed eggs for Xiao Taozi this morning, and paired them with pumpkin pancakes. I'm sure she'll like it."
"Director Lu didn't come back last night?" Liu Hongmei asked.
"I just passed by and the gate is still locked. I guess he hasn't come back yet."
Jiang Haitang originally wanted to find out whether Lu Liangchen had an urgent mission last night, but from what Liu Hongmei said, she didn't know.
She chatted a few words and went home with the pumpkin pancake.
She walked back with the bowl in her hand. The morning light shone on her body, but it was not warm, but rather a little cool.
Jiang Haitang suddenly felt empty inside.
When I returned to the room, Xiao Taozi had already woken up. She was sitting on the bed in a cute manner, looking around the room blankly. It was obvious that she still hadn't realized where she slept last night.
Seeing Jiang Haitang, the little guy immediately cheered.
"Mom, Mom."
She remembered that she slept with her mother last night.
I'm so happy. It feels great to see my mother when I wake up in the morning.
"Little Peach, get up and have dinner."
"It smells so good!" Little Taozi quickly got up from the bed and put on her clothes and pants: "The food my mom cooks smells the best."
The little guy's mouth opened and closed, constantly expressing emotional value. Jiang Haitang was so happy that she couldn't close her mouth.
Jiang Haitang wiped Xiao Taozi's face, asked her to rinse her mouth, and braided her hair before putting Xiao Taozi on a small stool.
"Xiao Taozi, how about we not drink milk today and just have porridge and egg custard?"
Xiao Taozi's milk powder is at Lu Liangchen's house next door, and Jiang Haitang doesn't want to open the door early in the morning to get it.
"Drink porridge, drink porridge!"
Little Taozi obviously didn't care whether she could drink milk or not, and the millet porridge cooked by her mother was also very delicious.
The little guy has been drinking milk powder every day recently, and his health has improved a lot. His face has gradually become rosy, and he has grown some flesh. His appetite is also much better than when he first came.
Jiang Haitang gave Xiao Taozi a small spoon and let her eat by herself. She also took a tortilla and started to eat it.
The fried corn tortillas were delicious, but Jiang Haitang found them tasteless.
Suddenly, Jiang Haitang heard the door being pushed open.
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