"At least Zhang Xuan is still worth cultivating now that he's without a master. If Luan Feng dumps me one day, I can still change my target and contact her. You even gave birth to someone else's children. You have no value at all. Giving you twelve children is good enough."
Jiang Min was so angry that she sat down and muttered, "You value women over friendship! Let your Feng'er give birth to fifteen children in the future."
This is such a wicked thing to say. It's like treating Luan Feng like a pig.
Although Luan Feng was careless, he was not stupid. Upon hearing this, he immediately rushed over and stretched his claws under Jiang Min's armpits.
Jiang Min immediately collapsed and said, "Oh, oh! Feng'er, I won't dare to do that again."
"Tell me, you only gave birth to twelve!"
"Okay, I'll give birth to twelve."
"Twelve babies in one birth."
"Ah? Then I'm a pig!"
"You are the pig, tell me."
"Okay, I'm a pig, I'm a pig, that's all right."
Aren't these women in the office just talking about useless things all day long?
Luan Feng withdrew his magical powers with satisfaction.
"What are the names of these dolls?"
"This is a Russian screw nesting doll, a traditional Russian screw handicraft. Although it is made of wood, it is very precious. This set is worth dozens of yuan."
Luan Feng had no idea about dozens of yuan, but these little dolls were very interesting. She started to put them back on one by one, and then pulled them out one by one, having a lot of fun.
"Okay, you guys have fun by yourselves, I'm going to go see my grandma."
Wan Feng picked up his backpack and walked out of the garment factory office.
Wan Feng didn't wait for Luan Feng and the others to get off work. He went to visit his grandmother as soon as he came out of the garment factory.
"You kid, please don't stuff money into my pocket as soon as you come. It's no use having more money because I won't spend it. And it's too small to look at as a painting." Grandma complained with a smile.
Look at what has happened. Some people are still complaining about being paid.
Wan Feng left a set of nesting dolls for each of his cousins.
There is nothing much to say about my uncle's business. Due to the increase in production, the small hardware factory's profit of 30,000 to 40,000 yuan a month makes Wan Shuiming look very energetic and has a bit of the style of a boss.
The factory has grown to a scale of nearly 100 people, and its monthly profit has exceeded 30,000.
After Wan Feng and Wan Shuiming talked about some issues about product quality and corporate planning, they started to go home.
The entrance to South Bend has also been planned, and the south and north sides of the road seem to be divided.
Many people have discovered the business opportunities here and want to take over the area.
I guess the next time I come back, the entrance to Nandawan will be full of tall buildings and businesses.
Walk along the Wanfeng Road west of Xiaoshutun Village all the way to the yard of the old brigade headquarters.
The sound of machines could be heard faintly from Sister Huaer's sock factory. Zhou Binghua and a female worker happened to be walking out of the factory.
"Sister Huaer, Happy New Year!"
Hua'er chuckled: "You can't spit out ivory from a dog's mouth, so you're back again?"
"Come back to do some work. Sister Huaer, can you come to my house for dinner tonight?"
"No, I feel embarrassed to keep coming to your house for dinner."
"What's there to be embarrassed about? You're my sister! By the way, where are you going?"
"Number one."
"Number one, happy peeing then."
Huaer bent down to look for a stone, and Wanfeng ran as fast as the wind to the yard above.
The house in front of his yard seemed to be rented by Chen Tianci, and through the window he could see a figure swaying around inside.
Fortunately, the noise from the sock factory and the transparent tape factory is relatively low, otherwise his family would have to listen to music every day.
Zhu Min was the happiest person when Wan Feng came back. She hurried to prepare dinner and it looked like she was going to fry ten or eight dishes.
While his mother was cooking, Wan Feng jumped out of the courtyard wall and went around to Chen Tianci's transparent tape factory to see what kind of person he was now.
There are more than a dozen houses in this row. An office is separated out at the place connected to the sock factory, and the rest are used as workshops.
The office is unremarkable from the outside, but the interior is nicely decorated.
The white plaster that used to paint the walls has been replaced by paint, which gives the walls an illusion of smoothness, and there are two paintings on them.
On the south side of the back, there is a boss desk made of an unknown wood, which almost occupies most of the space on the north side.
"The long platform, the lonely waiting, the love that has not yet departed, and my future love..."
Chen Tianci was burying himself behind a large boss desk, with his legs crossed, his eyes closed, and his head shaking as he listened to music.
He was stunned for several seconds when he saw Wan Feng coming in.
Chen Tianci now has four production lines for transparent tape, with a daily output of about 8,000 plates, a daily profit of about 800 yuan, and a monthly net profit of more than 20,000 yuan. He is basically considered a wealthy man in Jiangwei.
What Wan Feng cares about is not how much money he makes in a day, but what happens between him and Zhou Binghua.
When this matter was mentioned, Chen Tianci looked distressed: "Do you think she and I are suitable?"
"Have you ever engaged in hooligan activities?"
Chen Tianci's evasive manner showed that the two of them had already made a fait accompli.
"I always feel that we are not suitable for each other. If we get married, will we fight every other day?"
"You've been involved in gangster activities with others and now you're talking about this?"
"That's nothing. You can get divorced after getting married." Chen Tianci looked indifferent.
"Very good! I was planning to talk to Sister Huaer about this."
Chen Tianchui's face turned pale on the spot: "Don't tell me, I will be in trouble if you tell me."
"Haha, you're already henpecked before you even get married?"
"I'm not afraid of Hua'er, it's just that Hua'er's father puts too much pressure on me. He's the CEO of the most powerful First Construction Company in Hongya. My legs tremble when I see him."
Wan Feng understood something.
"Have you met my godfather?"
Chen Tianci nodded: "Your sister Huaer dragged me there."
Wan Feng's mind automatically imagined Hua'er leading Chen Tianci home, and Chen Tianci retreating like a stubborn goat.
The picture is very joyful.
"What do my godfather and godmother think?"
"Hua'er's mother is smiling, but your godfather has a stern face and I don't know what he's thinking."
It's not strange that Bai Liyun smiles at everyone she meets, and it's also normal for Zhou Bingde to have a stern face. What's so strange about that?
"You're talking nonsense again. Why doesn't your godfather keep a straight face when he sees you?"
"Look at that stern face? He's afraid I'll pull his beard. My godmother told me to do that. Do you think my godfather would dare to look at me with a stern face?"
Chen Tianci was dumbfounded. Is there such a thing?
"But I see your godfather is always scared."
This still leaves a psychological shadow.
"What's there to be afraid of? He's the construction team leader, and your father is a senior engineer at our Nanwan factory. He might even be higher in administrative rank than him."
“When did my father become an engineer?”
"If I say he is, then he is. At least in Jiangwei, he is a senior engineer."
What’s the use of this!
This is bluffing.
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