Three cobblers are better than one Zhuge Liang. This saying is not an exaggeration when applied to these workers and masters. Everyone is chattering and giving suggestions. Yuan Fangguo feels that each one is more interesting than the next.
However, there were so many good ideas that he suddenly became embarrassed and didn't know how to choose.
Out of respect for these veteran workers, Yuan Fangguo handed the initiative to the old director and others. Of course, when he left, he still told them mysteriously that he would have a finale show.
As for what the finale program will be, Yuan Fangguo still managed to maintain the suspense very well.
The old director looked at him gratefully and said, "Boss Yuan, don't worry. We can organize this program ourselves in our factory, and then add your finale."
Ever since dealing with these workers, Yuan Fangguo has always believed in the saying "we workers are powerful". In his opinion, the workers are actually very talented. They do not leave people with a serious and rigid image, but more of a vitality.
Yuan Fangguo had only taken a few steps after saying goodbye when the old director suddenly came up quickly and called him back.
"Mr. Yuan, please stay."
"What's the matter, senior?" Yuan Fangguo saw a smile on the old director's face, and he knew it must be good news.
"Xiaolan agreed."
"Aunt Lan agreed to work in my advertising company?" Yuan Fangguo was overjoyed. He had asked Uncle Scar to tell Aunt Lan before, but Uncle Scar never answered him. Now it was the old director who answered him.
"Yes, she agreed. She is a multi-talented person. After the last incident, her mood gradually began to improve. I don't know how it happened, but her son also found out about it. For this, Niu Zhihai even cried bitterly out of self-blame. He never mentioned buying a house again afterwards." said the old director.
Niu Zhihai is Aunt Lan's only son. Yuan Fangguo vaguely remembers hearing the old director and others say that Niu Zhihai works in the government of Donghai City, the capital of Dongfang Province.
"Then Aunt Lan's worries have probably been mostly resolved." Yuan Fangguo couldn't help but sigh.
The old director nodded. "That's about right. So I have an idea. Let Xiaolan host the ribbon-cutting ceremony. In the 1980s, before Lao Niu passed away, she hosted all the big and small evening parties in the factory."
"I have no objection. The key is how you can convince Aunt Lan?" Yuan Fangguo said with a smile.
The old director chuckled, "I came to see you again just for the sake of it. Let's go to Xiaolan's house and have a chat."
"Now?"
"right."
"Should I prepare some fruit or something?"
"No need, we are all family, you don't have to be so polite." Without saying anything, the old director pulled Yuan Fangguo and walked towards the family area.
Although Yuan Fangguo has been to the machinery factory countless times, he has been to the family quarters very few times. If you count carefully, it seems that this is only the second time.
It was already dark, but when walking in the family quarters, Yuan Fangguo rarely saw any houses with lights on. The children in the family quarters were all doing their homework outside.
Compared with the impression of my first visit, the changes this time are not that big. Even in this hot summer, more land has been developed for growing vegetables. From time to time, you can see workers picking vegetables or watering in the temporary vegetable fields.
The two of them wandered around the family quarters where the buildings were very close together. Yuan Fangguo felt dizzy, and then he came to Aunt Lan's house.
Because Aunt Lan's husband was a senior engineer and technical backbone in the factory, he was allocated a nice two-bedroom house in the family area.
Like other neighbors, Aunt Lan's house also had no lights on.
The old director raised his hand and knocked on the door.
Soon, Aunt Lan's voice was heard from inside the room.
"who?"
"It's me, the old director." The old director replied.
"Wait a moment." As soon as the words fell, Yuan Fangguo and the others heard footsteps in the house. Soon, the door opened and Aunt Lan appeared in front of them.
In the dim light, Yuan Fangguo quickly glanced at Aunt Lan. At least for now, she looked quite good, no longer as pale as before.
"It's you, Mr. Yuan." Aunt Lan couldn't help but smile knowingly when she saw Yuan Fangguo. She was still full of gratitude towards Yuan Fangguo: "Mr. Yuan, please come home and sit down."
Aunt Lan warmly and generously invited Yuan Fangguo and the old director. Yuan Fangguo suddenly felt a little embarrassed. He felt a little regretful in his heart. He should not have listened to the old director and drove to Damiao Town to buy some fruits and bring them to the old director's door.
Aunt Lan seemed to be in a really good mood. After Yuan Fangguo and the old director came into the room, she started making tea and peeling fruit. Not only did she make Yuan Fangguo feel embarrassed, but even the old director felt a little embarrassed.
After quickly explaining their purpose, Aunt Lan hesitated for a moment, then nodded with a smile on her face. "Okay, I'll join in, and then I'll get the dance team in our factory going."
Seeing Aunt Lan agreeing so readily, Yuan Fangguo suddenly realized what it felt like to eat honey. He felt that Aunt Lan was able to quickly get out of her depressed mood, and now she has become much more lively and cheerful. To him, this is really as sweet as eating honey.
After discussing the ribbon-cutting ceremony, Yuan Fangguo turned the topic to the advertising company.
"Auntie Lan, I know you're good at drawing and designing, so I'll have to trouble you to take care of the art department of our advertising company when the time comes."
Aunt Lan smiled and said, "Boss Yuan, don't worry. I will definitely work hard after I get to the company. But as for the worry you mentioned, I think the responsibility should be left to the younger people."
"Auntie Lan, you have experience, I think you are quite suitable." Yuan Fangguo said sincerely.
Aunt Lan still shook her head. "Mr. Yuan, I've never done any advertising design before. I just have a decent foundation in art. I really don't have the talent to lead a department if you ask me to. But don't worry, I will definitely be a qualified employee."
Seeing that Aunt Lan was trying her best to refuse, Yuan Fangguo didn't want to continue. After thinking about it, he agreed to Aunt Lan's request.
When the conversation was almost over, the visibility in the room was finally very low. Aunt Lan stood up with an embarrassed look on her face and turned on the light in the living room.
"Auntie Lan, we'll take our leave now."
"Have some more tea." Aunt Lan suddenly felt that chatting with them was a very meaningful thing.
"Let's visit again another day." Yuan Fangguo said with a smile.
When I walked out of the family quarters with the old director, the sky outside had finally darkened completely.
Yuan Fangguo and the old director couldn't help but smile at each other and said in unison: "Let's go and have a drink."
After saying this, the two of them couldn't help but burst into laughter.
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