A woman picked up the phone and dialed the number of her backup partner, loudly telling him that she was pregnant and that he must bring some good things to see her.
Comrade Spare Tire came in a hurry upon hearing the news, bringing sea cucumbers, abalone, and large lobsters that were more than ten centimeters long. In short, he brought all the valuable things that could be bought from the sea.
He almost brought a whale.
Luan Feng was very satisfied and kept praising Zhang Xuan for being so capable.
"Come on, you're showing off to me. Don't think I don't know."
"Hahaha! Xuan'er is so smart, she guessed it right away. How about you live here and take care of me from today? Everything about him is yours now, I promise I won't be jealous."
Luan Feng really wanted to let Zhang Xuan live here, and she had already thought of an excuse, which was to take care of her daily life.
And of course taking care of someone's needs.
But Zhang Xuan thought about it and decided not to stay: "This won't work! It's too long. No one is stupid and there will be rumors. How about I come and stay for a few days every few days? I'll stay here when you give birth."
Luan Feng thought it made sense, so she didn't try to keep him.
Wan Feng also agreed with Zhang Xuan's opinion. He only let her stay for one night and sent someone to send her back the next day.
Later, Luan Feng handed over everything in the factory to Shi Deliang and her group of subordinates. Anyway, everything in the factory seemed to be automated, and it really made no difference whether she was there or not.
Shi Deliang originally worked at the Wahou Shoe Factory. After the shoe factory was acquired by Wanfeng, he followed it here and was appointed by Luan Feng as the production manager with full responsibility for production.
With him and Jiang Min around, she doesn't have to worry about anything.
Luan Feng stayed at home to take care of her pregnancy. Whenever she had nothing to do, she would look at her belly, wondering why it hadn't swelled up yet.
Luan Feng can choose not to go to work, but Wan Feng has to go to work. The couple can both lie down and look at the ceiling.
Wan Feng sat in the office flipping through the newspaper boredly.
Today is January 11th, the 19th day of the twelfth lunar month, and the Chinese New Year is in ten days.
Wan Feng felt that the past two years seemed to have passed very quickly, and a year had gone by in a daze. At this rate, wouldn't he be getting old very quickly?
What did I gain from this rebirth?
It seems like I have been busy making money these years, but what should I do with the money?
I thought I would make more money and enjoy myself after my rebirth, but it seems like I haven’t enjoyed anything!
Wan Feng closed his eyes and thought about how much money he had now.
After Heihe fooled Maozi, he made 3 billion yuan. The money he made in recent years has increased exponentially. He should have a fortune of more than 10 billion yuan.
Even though I have so much money, I don’t seem to be living much better than anyone else.
Besides, what's the point of having so much money? What should I buy? An aircraft carrier for fun?
Wan Feng was just daydreaming when Han Meng pushed the door open, looking exhausted.
Han Meng went to Heilongjiang at the end of winter and just came back.
"Are you back?" Wan Feng stood up and shook hands with Han Meng.
"Guess what I rode back?"
"Plane? Train? Neither? Did he get thrown back while sitting?"
The word "swing" is a swear word unique to Hongya, referring to the thing men use to urinate.
Who first coined the word "dump"? It's so fitting. What a genius!
"Haha! You gave yourself away in just three sentences, kid. I told you I came back in our factory's minivan."
"Oh! The assessment team is back too? How did you meet them?"
The microvan is undergoing testing in ice and snow conditions in Longjiang.
"Didn't we set up a test base in Heihe? I occasionally remembered that they must be there in the winter, so I went to look for them, and I found them right away. They were just heading back, so I got on board. There were people in the car to chat and gossip with, so I didn't feel lonely."
The test team had been away for a long time, and Wan Feng had forgotten about it.
"Let's not talk about the fleet for now. How's Li Mingze doing over there? Did he get anyone?"
This is what Wan Feng is concerned about. He didn't leave Li Mingze there to pick up Russian bitches.
"Li Mingze contacted some Russian screw experts, about thirty or forty of them. They are now with Shaminov in Blagoveshchensk. He asked if you would like to bring them here."
"That's all? After the New Year, tell him to go to Europe, to Ukraine and Moscow. There are a lot of talented people in these two places. What are these people doing?"
"The ones he brought from Komsomolsk-on-Amur seem to be used to build airplanes and submarines."
Komsomolsk-on-Amur has a Sukhoi aircraft factory and a submarine-building enterprise, so this is reliable.
"I'll call and ask right away."
Wan Feng immediately made a call, and the call was transferred twice before Wan Feng was able to get through to Zhu Guoxiong.
"Grandpa! Did you do anything about the thing I told you about a few days ago?"
Zhu Guoxiong was stunned by the question: "What's the matter?"
"Those are the Russians? We've got them here, what do you mean? Do you accept them or not?"
"This matter! This, this, this..."
"Did you forget? Just look at me and I know you're getting old and confused."
"Who's senile? I'm only in my sixties, not confused at all!"
"Tsk! You're not senile at sixty? If you were in some ancient dynasty, you'd be buried alive at your age!"
"Bah! You can't spit out ivory from a dog's mouth. What do you do with the people you got?"
"I don't know either. They just told me that they are working on aircraft and submarines. There are sixty or seventy of them, and probably more than a hundred including their families." Wan Feng doubled the number of people without blinking.
"Huh? Planes and tanks? Get them here, the sooner the better!"
"Can you resolve the issue on your end? They've come with their families and can't go back. You have to resolve this issue."
"Can you please stop talking to me? I still need you to teach me!"
"Haha! Aren't you old and confused? If it were in ancient times... Hey hey!"
Who is this? He hung up before I could finish talking.
As soon as Wan Feng hung up the phone, it started ringing.
Wan Feng picked up the phone and heard a roar from the other end: "Send the person over to the Heihe Military Sub-district first, and then I'll send someone over to pick him up."
Snap! He died again before Wan Feng could even fight back.
Alas! This old guy, Wan Feng sighed, and called Han Meng: "You immediately contact the contact person in Heihe and ask him to bring all the people here and temporarily send them to the Heihe Military Sub-district."
Han Meng did not dare to delay and immediately contacted Heihe's contact to convey Wan Feng's intention.
Li Mingze received the news an hour later.
The next day, Shaminov, who had been prepared for this, issued visas to them, and then swaggered to the port of Heihe under the pretext of doing trade.
The Heihe Military Sub-district, having received the news, had already driven here to wait, and as soon as they arrived, they took these people to the military sub-district.
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