"Okay. Just give me the letter in a bit, and I'll mail it out tomorrow. Also, if they reply, could you take it back with you?"
"OK."
"Then just include your home address on it, I'll take care of that."
After the two finished their conversation, Zhao Hao returned to his room, lay on his bed, and unconsciously smiled.
How much does Hongmei's husband dote on her? For someone in his position to still think about such small things shows how much Hongmei means to him.
I thought Carlos wasn't good enough, but Wyattroy was alright. However, compared to this leader, he was far inferior.
Go to sleep, I have to meet some important people tomorrow. It's funny to think about it, my family's textile factory hasn't even been set up yet, but we already have sales channels. What kind of operation is this?
Zhang Hongmei is currently working with engineers from the McCann family to develop corn harvesters.
When we showed them the basic blueprints, their eyes lit up. They immediately grasped the principle behind this combine harvester.
The three sat down to discuss, and they didn't stop until noon, when Shen Yunfang brought them their lunch.
It wasn't until evening that the final decision was made.
After seeing the two engineers off, Zhang Hongmei felt a headache coming on. Honestly, those two were way too much of a perfectionist! But it was all for the best; a success on the first try. Actually, the principle behind corn combine harvesters is more complex than that of wheat combine harvesters. But it's good that things are finally settled.
Tomorrow we still need to work on potato harvesters. We should be able to finalize that by the morning, and then we'll go check out the textile factory in the afternoon.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but sneer. There really are all kinds of people in this world. Luckily, Carlos helped with the transfer on Monday, otherwise I would have really gotten into trouble with them.
Now I understand why Zhou Changrong was so heartless as to abandon his family. They're all truly awful.
Back home, Zhao Tiancheng was helping Wang Xinyi take a walk in the yard.
Wang Xinyi is truly experienced. Looking at her legs, which were no longer swollen, and her control over her diet, I felt that her pregnancy would definitely go very smoothly.
It's been almost six months, which means she'll be in her postpartum period in October, but she's finally not suffering. In my past life, my nephew was born in August, and my sister-in-law was in excruciating pain. But for her own health and for the sake of her child, she endured it.
"Hehe, Hongmei, what's with that expression?" Wang Xinyi asked with a smile as she looked at Zhang Hongmei staring at her with pity.
"Aunt Wang, the baby is due in October, right? That way the postpartum period won't be too difficult."
"Yes, it's not too hot, but I can handle it, don't worry about me."
"Let's go, ladies, it's time to eat." Zhao Tiancheng helped Wang Xinyi walk ahead.
Because of the holiday, Miao Xinyue and Zhao Yuetong have become the busiest people in the family, and the only time they can eat breakfast at home is at breakfast.
Cheng Guangxu and his team are now spending all their time in the research group, but they are very cautious. They always copy the completed work to drive A and then delete it from the computer.
Zhang Hongmei even teased them, saying, "Why don't you just stay at home?"
But Cheng Guangxu argued confidently, "That's different. We're going there to accumulate experience and learn from each other's strengths to make up for our weaknesses."
After dinner, Zhang Hongmei accompanied Wang Xinyi and her husband for a stroll in the yard to aid digestion.
Back in his room, he read Zhang Shouyi's letter and chuckled incessantly. He was quite satisfied with Zhang's arrangements.
Although Carlos arranged for two people to come, he just didn't feel satisfied. It was good that Zhao Hao came back so early. However, Wang Ying must have been trained, otherwise he wouldn't have put her in charge.
This time, instead of writing a letter, a voice recorder was used to highly praise Zhang Shouyi's thoughtfulness.
The two chatted back and forth for two hours before finally ending.
The next morning at breakfast, Zhang Hongmei watched the two girls hurriedly finish their meal and leave, and felt that they had a very good attitude.
"Uncle Zhao, I'm going to the textile factory this afternoon, and I've decided to take the house back."
"Okay, I'll go there this afternoon."
"No need, you go ahead with your work. You can't completely neglect company matters. Zeng Zhongkang can come with me. Besides, if you go with us to collect the house, it will be awkward for you to bring it up."
"Sigh! I'm sorry to have troubled you."
"It's okay. But from what I overheard of their conversation last time, it seems that Zhou Changrong left behind a divorce agreement."
However, I don't think Mrs. Zhou will get a divorce.
"Ignore them. If they have any complaints, let them go back to China and find Zhou Changrong. We've spent the money, so the house and factory are ours."
"Yes, that's what I think too."
Cai Peilin suddenly spoke up, "I'll go with you too."
Zhang Hongmei laughed, "I'm not going to fight, and besides, they wouldn't dare to make a move."
“Hongmei, let them all go with you. After all, not everyone is reasonable.” Wang Xinyi disagreed with Zhang Hongmei’s words. This girl thought too highly of people.
"Yes, I definitely want to go," Cheng Guangxu firmly stated his position.
"Okay, let's all go."
After breakfast, the four of them went next door. The two engineers had already arrived a while ago.
Now, when they see their young lady, they feel genuine admiration; she's just too amazing.
The three discussed the potato harvester. They took the blueprints for the current potato harvester, and Zhang Hongmei also studied her own drawing. Within an hour, they unanimously approved the modifications.
After seeing the two off, Zhang Hongmei had nothing else to do. She glanced at the research of the ten people downstairs. Some had already fully grasped the basics, while others were still having some issues. However, given time, they could still design some simple projects.
When he got home, he ran into Shen Yunfang, who was returning from grocery shopping.
"Hongmei, I bought some pork ribs today. Should we braise them or steam them? I can also make sweet and sour pork ribs."
"Hehe, I really don't know. I'll go ask Aunt Wang which way she'd like it cooked?"
The two decided to have braised dishes and steam a pot of rice. It seemed quite satisfying.
After finishing their meal and resting for a while, Zeng Zhongkang drove the four of them directly to the textile factory.
Because members of the McCann family were present, Zhou Changrong's family did not come to cause trouble.
"Miss, I've received new orders, and we can keep production going until the Christmas holidays."
"Hehe, thank you so much, Mr. Jess Atley. Entrusting it to you was the wisest choice I made."
"Hehe, thank you for your recognition, Miss. Accountant Ryan Kendal has already settled the textile factory's accounts. They are basically balanced. You can take a look at the accounts when you have the chance."
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