232 Mr. Fu has a good memory, but he is face-blind
Su Taotao smiled and said, "It is as solid as a rock, and it cannot be broken."
Xiao Lu said, "That is what I said, and they are just testing my opinion."
Su Taotao said, "Don't worry, they will do what I want at this stage, because they are afraid that I will give up and quit. It is hard to say in the future.
But we will talk about the future later, and we should grasp the present things first."
State-owned enterprises are popular now, but after a few years of reform and opening up, individuals will be allowed to do business, and private enterprises will gradually rise, and state-owned enterprises will not be popular.
She is trying her best to lay a good foundation for the factory so that it can stand firm in the torrent of history.
Of course, this is just her personal wish. As for how big the gap between reality and ideal is, we will talk about it later.
…
At noon, Mr. Tang asked Mr. Wu to cook longevity noodles for Fu Yuanhang, and the three of them celebrated Fu Yuanhang’s birthday again with Su Taotao’s cake.
A seed of love and care was planted in Fu Yuanhang’s little heart.
In the past, in Qinglian Village, he was a poor little boy who was not loved by anyone except his mother. Now he found that everyone liked him.
He liked everyone very much, and he liked this place very much.
Su Taotao didn’t come until four o’clock, and Chenchen had already woken up.
The child was very happy to see Grandpa Tang and Grandpa Wu, and ran over to greet the grandpas.
As the grandpas’ favorite little baby, the two grandpas wanted to take out all the good things to treat Chenchen.
In fact, Fu Zhengtu and Tang Boyong should have heard of each other's names.
It's just that Fu Zhengtu didn't care much about people and things outside of work before, so when Su Taotao mentioned this person, he didn't recognize him.
Grandpa Hu may have even mentioned that he should learn painting from Grandpa Tang, but he really didn't take it seriously.
This is the same as why Fu Gong has such a good memory, and Zhou Weining is Zhou Zheng's sister, so he has naturally met her.
But Zhou Weining suddenly appeared, and Fu Zhengtu couldn't remember who she was for a moment. It's the same reason.
He never wastes his time and energy on things he thinks are unnecessary.
And Grandpa Tang's songs are too high and few people understand him. Even though Grandpa Hu mentioned that there was a person like Fu Zhengtu, and he talked a lot, he didn't take it seriously because he hadn't seen him in person.
This resulted in a situation that was a bit like a flood that washed away the Dragon King Temple.
However, there was no point in looking back to the past.
Both he and Mr. Tang were people with a rather cold temperament, and they didn't like to dig into things.
When the two met, Fu Zhengtu simply bowed as a junior, and then shook hands,
and everything was said without words. There was a safe distance between mature men, no mention of family matters, no unnecessary greetings, simple and casual.
Mr. Tang also discussed with Su Taotao whether Fu Yuanhang could stay at home for a while since it was summer vacation anyway, so that he could calm down and lay a solid foundation.
"I'll go back and discuss it with Xiaohang to see what he wants. If he wants, I have no objection, but if he doesn't, forget it." Su Taotao said.
Old Tang nodded: "Yes, it depends on Xiaohang's opinion. This child is so likable that I always want to stay with him for a while longer."
Su Taotao shook her head and said: "You are too appreciative of talent. I can understand that, but our family will respect the child's opinion."
...
On the way back, Xiaolu drove the car and Fu Zhengtu still sat in the passenger seat.
After entering the island and arriving at a particularly beautiful coconut forest, Su Taotao asked Xiaolu to stop.
"Fu Zhengtu, let's go there to take pictures."
The sky was blue and the clouds were white. The setting sun gradually moved westward, ready to fall into the endless sea level.
The evening breeze was blowing gently, and the waves were blooming.
Fu Zhengtu nodded: "Okay."
"Do you still remember how to take photos?" Fu Zhengtu asked Xiaolu.
Xiaolu nodded: "I remember, let me take photos for you."
After that, he took photos of a family of four, a family of three, a couple, Chenchen and his uncle, Chenchen with his parents, and individual photos... all kinds of combinations.
Chenchen had the most photos. Su Taotao wanted to leave some childhood memories for the children, so she asked Fu Zhengtu to take more photos.
There were photos of them playing in the sand, stepping on the water, calling seagulls... all kinds of photos.
Finally, Xiao Lu was given two solo photos, and Su Taotao gave him off-stage instructions:
"Xiao Lu, pay attention to your facial expression management. Give me a standard smile with eight teeth. I'll take a blind date photo for you, and I guarantee you'll be invincible."
Xiao Lu: "..."
Xiao Lu's face was frozen from smiling, and he finally used up the last film before the sun set.
Fu Zhengtu took the camera back.
"Mr. Fu, do we need to send it to a photo studio for printing?"
Fu Zhengtu shook his head: "No, Zhou Zheng can print photos."
Xiao Lu: "Then Mr. Fu, when can I get my blind date photos?"
Su Taotao raised her eyebrows: "Why, do you really need to take them to a blind date?"
Xiao Lu scratched his head shyly:
"No, it's Dayaner, Mr. Fu knows her. She said she hasn't seen me for a long time and wants to see what I look like now."
Fu Zhengtu shook his head: "No."
Xiao Lu: "......?"
"Dayan'er, that's the one, the pillar of our headquarters' art troupe."
Su Taotao said with a smile: "Our Fu Gong has a good memory, but he is face-blind."
Su Taotao discovered that Fu Gong's memory is directional. He really can't remember people who are not related to him, or he is simply too lazy to remember.
Fu Zhengtu frowned: "Why should I remember other people's female comrades?"
Su Taotao took his hand: "Okay, okay, I won't remember, let's go to the cafeteria to eat."
Chen Chen was still not satisfied: "Mom~~ Can't we play for a while~~"
Su Taotao said: "No, if we don't go back, the sun will go down, the cafeteria will close, and we won't be able to have dinner."
"Okay~~" It was rare that both parents were free, and Chen Chen still wanted to stay a little longer.
Fu Zhengtu picked up the child and let him ride on his shoulders.
"Wow~~" This height directly opened the door to a new world for the child, "It's so high~~ So beautiful~~ Let's go home~~"
...
After the whole family had dinner together, on the way home, Su Taotao relayed what Mr. Tang meant to Fu Yuanhang.
"Xiaohang, what do you think?"
Fu Yuanhang asked Su Taotao: "Sister-in-law, I want to hear your opinion first."
Su Taotao said: "My opinion must be comprehensive from several aspects:
First, what is your vision for painting? Do you want to make it a career and become a painter in the future?
Or is it just an amateur hobby? Do you have other ideal careers?
How much time and energy you spend on this depends on how much return you hope to get from it."
Although they are not a wealthy family, if Fu Yuanhang likes painting very much and plans to become a painter in the future, Su Taotao and Fu Zhengtu will support him.
In fact, Mr. Tang does not want Fu Yuanhang to inherit his mantle, or how much success his apprentice will have in the painting world in the future.
He and Fu Yuanhang got along well. Fu Yuanhang loved painting, had a good character and was talented, so he was willing to teach him, that was all.
Both Mr. Tang and Su Taotao hoped that Fu Yuanhang would have the most basic ability to survive in the future.
Mr. Tang knew best how difficult it was to be a painter. Whether it was worth it to endure poverty for decades in exchange for a good reputation in old age, only he knew it himself. So he never instilled in Fu Yuanhang any idea of inheritance.
He was more inclined to a spiritual sustenance.
He had talked about this with Su Taotao a long time ago.
Fu Yuanhang thought for a while, and then he raised his head and looked at Su Taotao firmly...