Wan Chongyang's birthday is coming soon. Not only can he run very fast, he can also speak very fast.
Otherwise, how can we call it a monster?
But even evil spirits can be confused sometimes. After not seeing each other for a week, this guy didn't seem to recognize Wan Feng very well, and looked at Wan Feng hesitantly.
"Come here son, I'm your father, why don't you recognize me?"
After this reminder, Wan Chongyang recognized his father, ran over and rushed into Wan Feng's arms, pinching Wan Feng's nose and ears with his right hand habitually.
This little bastard doesn't take pictures of his face anymore, but pinches his nose and ears.
"I want to buy some." After pinching my nose and ears enough, the little guy made his own request.
Nowadays, the second thing children know after they can walk is probably a small shop, except for children living in rural areas and cities.
"Buy shit, Daddy brought you something good."
"Buy shit!"
"Don't swear. If you swear again, I'll beat you up."
"Damn it!" Wan Chongyang repeated immediately.
It's bad. Children are very strange creatures. They can't remember nice words, but they can remember swear words as soon as they hear them.
"Look at you! You swore in front of the child. Be careful with your words when you get home next time." Zhang Xuan gave Wan Feng a coquettish look.
It seems that I really need to be careful in front of children in the future.
Luan Feng came up from downstairs carrying Wan Feng's bag in a casual manner. After she got up, she threw the bag on the bed and then fell on the bed.
Fortunately, this is a Simmons mattress. If it was a wooden bed, she would have hit her head and left a bump.
"Oh, I'm so tired."
Wan Feng looked down on me: "You're so tired just carrying a bag upstairs? Is that all you can do? Do you want me to beat you up?"
"Beat him!" Wan Chongyang then started to make a fire.
Wan Feng's bag was filled with special snacks that he brought back from Beijing, which he bought for his family to try.
When we entered the building just now, Luan Feng gave half to Wan Feng's mother, and the rest is here.
Wan Feng first checked his son's two little hands, which usually looked like those of an African native, and then took him to the bathroom to wash his hands.
He was allowed to catch it only after washing his hands.
Wan Chongyang grabbed a pastry in each hand and politely gave one to his mother first and then to his second mother.
Then he picked one up and started chewing it.
Probably Zhang Xuan could receive this kind of education only from his mother, but as for his biological mother... forget it.
"How was the conversation?" Zhang Xuan was considerate and knew how to ask something serious. Luan Feng and her son had already started studying the taste of Beijing snacks.
Professional comments such as this one is delicious, that one is not delicious and too sour are often released.
If Luan Feng said it was delicious, Wan Chongyang would also like it. If Luan Feng said it was not delicious, he would make a painful expression, which made Luan Feng laugh.
"Come back and listen to the letter. It will probably take a few days. It shouldn't be a big problem. Did Feng'er ask you to come?"
Zhang Xuan nodded with a red face.
Seeing Zhang Xuan’s red face, Wan Feng felt depressed. He felt like he was in danger of becoming dumpling filling again tonight.
The next morning, Comrade Jiaozixian came to Nanwan Group with floating steps.
Asada Nobuyuki, Yimeng and others rushed to Wan Feng's office to inquire about the results.
Naturally, they did not get the results they hoped for.
Wan Feng now doesn’t know what the result will be and how to tell them, so he can only tell them to wait.
Of course, it’s not about sitting and waiting, but about doing what you need to do.
This time when he went to Beijing, Wan Feng didn't do two things because he came back in a hurry. One was to go to the Ministry of Information Industry to check on the mobile phone issue, and the other was to go to Beijing Ideal to take a look.
Although he bought Beijing Ideal, he has never been there once.
If you get off the bus and go to Beijing, you must go and see it.
It is not yet known when the micro sedan will be officially put into production, but the preparation work cannot stop.
The installation of the production line is still proceeding step by step and is about to be completed.
"Boss Wan, if this production line is installed, what should we do if the Mechanical Department doesn't come down to notify us?" Guan Hai asked in his work clothes, holding a wrench and with a greasy face.
Wan Feng strongly suspected that this guy was pretending to be diligent in front of him. As a leader of the equipment development department, would he really come to install the production line in person?
"Start production as soon as the production line is installed. Don't rush when approval comes."
The production line has been installed, tested and adjusted to be qualified, so of course it should be put into operation. Should we just leave it idle?
Wan Feng has no worries about the launch of this car, it will just take some time.
"Ah? Production first? What if the higher-ups don't approve it? Wouldn't that be a waste of production?"
"We can't produce them in vain. If the higher-ups don't approve, we'll give the minivans we produce to our hardworking employees as motorcycles."
You can't drive on the highway without a license plate, but it's okay to wander around the area from Jiangwei to Black Lagoon.
Although this place is very prosperous now, it is still a remote corner of Hongya County, and traffic police generally do not come here.
When Guan Hai heard that he also had hope, he worked even harder.
Wan Feng waited at home like an ant on a hot pan for five days, but there was no news about the production of the microcar. However, the news about the mobile phone test came first.
HG1001 has been jointly tested by the Ministry of Information Industry and China Unicom, and all its performance has met China Unicom's requirements.
The Ministry of Information Industry and China Unicom are very satisfied.
The certificate of conformity and the license have been issued together, and Huaguang Technology can now start production.
But it cannot be produced because the production line has not been built yet, and Gu Hongzhong and his team’s LCD is still in the improvement and testing stage.
Fortunately, this mobile phone will not be officially released until the end of 1995, and it can only be sold after China Unicom releases the number.
Therefore, there is no rush for its production, and such a long time is enough for any preparation.
Since there was so much time, Yu Zhengdong began to make some small changes to this phone, such as continuing the style of HG101 and releasing a color phone.
The color phone is aimed at female users, so he plans to create some small benefits for these female users, such as the self-editing function of ringtones.
What Yu Zhengdong didn't expect was that when the phone was released, this little feature he came up with out of boredom would become a huge hit.
Many young men have bought this colorful mobile phone.
Time flies so fast, and Wan Chongyang’s birthday is here in a blink of an eye.
Children in rural southern Liaoning need to be treated well on their first birthday, but Wan Feng doesn't have that idea.
If his family wants to hold an event, they won't be able to accommodate at least two or three hundred tables.
As for hotels, you need at least five or six hotels to accommodate them, which is already troublesome enough.
Wan Feng planned to quietly serve the families of both sides and a few close friends at home without making any announcement.
People from Luan Feng's family, Zhang Xuan's family, Han Guang's family, Zhao Gang, Chen Dao, Gu Hongzhong, Cheng Gong and others.
A total of four or five tables were prepared, and there was no need to hire a chef, as Luan Feng and Zhang Xuan did all the cooking.
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