Shen Yaopeng: I didn't ask him to show off his wife.
"So what are you planning to do for the next two weeks?"
He Yuan smiled happily and said, "Secretary Chen Qing sprained her ankle, so I'm planning to become her secretary."
Shen Yaopeng was convinced: "Don't you need to spend more time with the children?"
“The children have to go to school, so I can spend time with them on weekends.” He Yuan felt that neither of his children felt they were lacking their father’s love, either physically or emotionally.
The two siblings felt as if 'there's another person in the family who loves us,' rather than that their father had finally come back to make up for what he missed.
He Yuan felt that the two children were not lacking in love.
He is lacking.
So he needs to find Chen Qing!
Shen Yaopeng closed his eyes deeply, feeling that He Yuan was very dissociated. He had heard from inside sources that He Yuan had a mental breakdown and needed to see Chen Qing, otherwise he would not be able to live. He thought the description was exaggerated, but now it seemed that it was not exaggerated at all, and perhaps even slightly toned down: "Fortunately, your wife did not cheat on you."
Otherwise, Shen Yaopeng estimated that He Yuan would go crazy.
He Yuan: "She said she loves me very much."
Shen Yaopeng shuddered, unable to bear it any longer: "Go, go be your secretary!"
He Yuanzhen has gone.
This morning, he followed He Yuxiang, originally wanting to see what help was needed at He Yuxiang's factory. However, the equipment in He Yuxiang's factory didn't have much technical content, and he could spend a long time tinkering with it just by giving some pointers.
Xiaoyu then said she was having academic difficulties, so he offered to tutor her.
As Xiaoyu listened, she started to complain that he wasn't as good as the teacher, that he spoke too fast, and that she couldn't understand what he was saying...
He Yuan's teaching journey came to an end.
If Shen Yaopeng hadn't called him away, he would have gone to Chen Qing's office long ago.
When he arrived at Chen Qing's office, Secretary Zhang looked at him in shock: "Comrade He, you've gone home?"
"Yes, she just got back yesterday." He Yuan pointed to Chen Qing's office: "Is she in her office?"
Secretary Zhang: "He's not here. He's in a small meeting. He should be back soon."
"Then I'll wait a bit. Is your leg alright?" He Yuan asked with concern.
Secretary Zhang was flattered: "That's great, that's great."
“You’ve worked hard all these years. I happen to be on vacation and have nothing to do, so I can help you out.”
He Yuanming indicated.
Secretary Zhang understood: "Then thank you, Comrade He."
He Yuan: "You're welcome, it's all my pleasure."
He Yuan also took the opportunity to inquire about his potential love rivals from Secretary Zhang.
Secretary Zhang stammered, sweating profusely, caught in a dilemma.
What was he supposed to say?
Countless people like the factory manager, but not everyone confesses or expresses their feelings openly. Many people silently admire him or have mixed feelings of love and hate, making it difficult for them to say it directly.
Besides, he couldn't just directly talk about the factory manager's private affairs, could he?!
After finishing the meeting, Chen Qing went upstairs and saw He Yuan seemingly interrogating Secretary Zhang about something. He leaned closer and asked, "What's wrong?"
Secretary Zhang was overjoyed: "Factory Director, you're finally back! Comrade He is looking for you."
Chen Qing's gaze swept between the two of them before finally settling on He Yuan: "Let's go in. Have you eaten?"
"have eaten."
He Yuan followed her into the office.
Chen Qing asked, "What are you doing here?"
"Wait a while, until four o'clock, then I'll go pick up the two kids from school." He Yuan then volunteered, "I can help you."
Chen Qing hesitated for a moment, "Wouldn't that have a bad influence?"
"I'm a free temporary worker!" He Yuan emphasized.
"Alright, alright, you rest." Chen Qing told him to sit opposite her, then called Secretary Zhang in and wrote down an address for him: "Tell someone to help buy some fruit and nutritional supplements for a comrade named Acheng, and take care of him as well. He's injured, so try to meet any of his needs."
Let him be for a while, and we should thank him anyway.
Secretary Zhang agreed and instructed his subordinates to carry it out.
He Yuan stared intently at Chen Qing.
Chen Qing: "If you want to see it again, I'll go."
He Yuan immediately looked away.
Chen Qing took out a fountain pen from the pen holder, uncapped it, and began applying to the construction bureau for land to build her newspaper office.
The main business scope of the future newspaper includes magazine photography, manuscript collection, and store marketing.
He Yuan sat in front of her, watching her work intently, letting time flow by quietly.
The factory staff who went to take care of Acheng were very polite and courteous.
Undeterred, Acheng asked him, "Where is your factory manager?"
“She’s busy.” He peeled an apple for Acheng. “Eating more apples is good for your health.”
Acheng lost his appetite and began to think about his future.
If he works for Boss Yang, he will definitely not be valued.
But if Chen Qing were to send him abroad, he might not necessarily have a good time in a place where he knows no one.
Suddenly, my whole life was caught in a dilemma.
"I want to write a letter to your factory manager. Could you help me get some paper, pen, and an envelope?"
In face-to-face communication, Chen Qing is more likely to be on guard, but surely he can at least take a look at love letters.
The person who came to take care of him went to find paper, pen, and an envelope for him.
Once Ah Cheng's right hand was fine, he started racking his brains to come up with the content for the love letter.
Poetry is very popular in Chinese universities right now, and he was wondering what kind of poem could move Chen Qing.
What if Chen Qing is moved and willing to give him a chance?
But his every move was noted by the assistant who came to take care of him, who was preparing to report it to Secretary Zhang.
Click—
Apples are so delicious!
He wasn't after Acheng's apples; it's just that apples go bad if you don't eat them.
He ate with great relish.
As his superior, Secretary Zhang was caught in a dilemma and knocked on Chen Qing's door while leaning on her cane.
He Yuan got up to help him and let him sit in his seat.
Secretary Zhang was very embarrassed.
Chen Qing asked, "What's wrong?"
"It's a report about the factory you want to fund. The people from the Foreign Trade Bureau just handed me the documents. After reading them, I felt that the amount was a bit too large. Also, the Foreign Trade Bureau rejected a number of people and received a lot of letters of criticism."
Secretary Zhang showed all of them to Chen Qing.
Chen Qing threw the envelope directly into the trash can, out of sight, out of mind. "Let me see who passed."
Secretary Zhang: "...Okay."
The leader doesn't usually care much about what others say, but he's always easily annoyed when the factory manager does good deeds but doesn't receive a good reward.
The Foreign Trade Bureau had already conducted a preliminary screening. Chen Qing opened the file folder, which contained the application materials of forty-seven factories.
Inside were handwritten introduction letters, yellowed product photos, and photocopies of production licenses stamped with red seals.
Chen Qing glanced at it briefly and planned to review it from three aspects: production capacity threshold, technical characteristics, and person in charge: "It's Friday today, so let's not make a decision for now. Let's talk it over properly on Monday and select twelve companies for funding."
Secretary Zhang hesitated for a moment before saying, "Two factories sent me samples."
Chen Qing asked, "What is it?"
Secretary Zhang looked somewhat awkward: "The factory manager of the shopping basket manufacturer for our clothing store discovered a skilled bamboo weaver and made a set of plastic picnic baskets with a rattan-like pattern. If you'd like to see them, I can get them for you." (End of Chapter)
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