"Hey, who is this?"

When Chen Guoxing returned home from the factory, he still couldn't calm down the anger in his heart.

"Well, there's no need to get angry with someone who has nothing to do with you. She just saw that your legs are not convenient now and you can't run, so she wants to come and get you. When your legs recover, you can hide from her even if you can't afford to offend her. Just run away."

Song Fuyu made two cups of tea and placed one in front of him.

"My broken leg really gets in the way at the critical moment."

Although my legs haven't healed yet, my hands have almost recovered.

In mid-November, after a check-up at the hospital, the plaster on my hand was successfully removed.

"Yeah!"

"I can finally step down from my position as assistant to the director of the steel plant."

Song Fuyu was even more excited than Chen Guoxing, the person involved. During this period of time, she almost thought that she had originally worked in the steel plant and helped to review and approve a large number of documents. Except for the final signature and seal, she had to go through all other matters first.

Now these days are finally coming to an end, so joyful!

"Let's have a good hot pot tonight to celebrate."

"Niece, look, your uncle has worked hard even though I have no credit. As for dinner, I..."

"Come! Everyone, come!"

"Old Zhou, go home later and call Zhuye, Xiaoxiao, Xiaohe and the others. Our two families will have a good time tonight."

"For so long, Fu Yu has only seen Zhu Ye, and Xiao Xiao and Xiao He have never met each other."

"Okay, I'll take them to your house when they get out of school."

"Niece, you'll have to work hard to prepare dinner."

"It's not hard. The hot pot base has already been fried. It's just washing vegetables and cutting meat. It's not tiring."

My father has very weak hands-on ability and observation skills when it comes to daily life matters, and he has no idea if there is anything new at home.

He often doesn't remember the things he bought himself, let alone the things that didn't pass through his hands.

If she goes back and smuggles something out of the space, he will definitely not be able to find out.

"I won't go to the factory today. I'll go home and have a rest."

"Of course. It's my first day out of office, so I have to have some fun."

Even if her father hadn't said so, she had no plans to go to the factory to work today.

"There are six of us tonight. Do you want to go to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy some food first?"

"No, we have vegetables at home."

"The day before yesterday, Grandma Zhou sent over a large basket of vegetables grown in her own yard. Have you forgotten?"

"Hey, look at my memory. I'm old and I forget things the moment I turn around."

She said that her father didn't know what was in the house and had no idea what was in the kitchen.

Now that I think about it, the things I sent him before would have all gone bad thanks to the fact that Director Zhou would often come to his house for meals.

"I'll go back and prepare some things first, and then go to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy some drinks later."

"Don't we have malted milk at home?"

"When eating hot pot, you should drink soda or soy milk, not malted milk!"

When she got home, she first took out the hot pot base and then took out some fresh shrimps to make shrimp balls.

Everything else is basically ready-made, just clean and serve.

Thinking that my father couldn’t eat spicy hot pot, I took out another chicken and stewed a pot of chicken soup as a clear soup.

"What did you cook? Why does it smell so good?"

"It's chicken soup. You can't handle spicy food, right?"

"My hand is healed now, so I should be fine if I eat a little bit."

"It's not up to me to decide whether it's okay or not. You can go ask Uncle Zhou yourself later. He's your attending physician. If he says it's okay, I have no objection."

"Ask him?"

"He's such a conservative guy, it would be a pity if he agreed."

"That can't be helped. As long as he doesn't agree, you can only eat the clear soup pot."

"You yourself said that hot pot without spiciness is soulless! And you let me eat it!"

"Hey, who made you a patient?"

At half past five, the Zhou family of four came over with gifts.

Chen Guoxing stood at the door with a cane to greet them.

"Hello, Uncle Chen."

"Hey, hello, come in."

"I'm in for a treat today. I can smell the spicy flavor before I even enter the door. Just smelling it makes me want to drool."

"Old Chen, Xiaoyu is in the kitchen, right? I'll go help."

Zhou Longbin's wife Gao Zhuye put down her things and went straight to the kitchen.

"Xiao Yu, thank you for your hard work today."

"Aunt Gao."

"It wasn't hard at all, I just washed and cut the vegetables, most of the things were ready-made."

"Is there anything I can help you with?"

Gao Zhuye has rolled up his sleeves, ready to help.

"The dishes are almost ready, and all that's left is the seasoning. How about you help me peel two heads of garlic?"

"Okay, I can do this kind of work."

"Xiaoxiao, Xiaohe, come over here and help peel the garlic."

Less than a minute after Zhou Xiao and Zhou He, brother and sister, sat down in the living room, they were called to the kitchen.

"Let me introduce you. This is your sister Fu Yu."

"Hello, Sister Fu Yu."

"Hello, nice to meet you."

"Xiaoxiao, your sister Fu Yu is less than three years older than you, and not even 20 years old yet. She is already the director of a garment factory, and her sales are almost the same as that of the steel factory where your uncle Chen works."

“Hiss~~”

“So amazing!”

Both the brother and sister were shocked.

They grew up in Heng City, where the steel mill was the pillar industry, often appearing in newspapers. Throughout Heng City, most people were proud to work in the steel mill, which was enough to prove its status in everyone's hearts.

It’s almost the same as the sales of a steel mill, which is simply unimaginable.

When Zhou Xiao looked at Song Fuyu's eyes, stars suddenly lit up.

There is a two-year age difference between them, but he is already a factory manager while she is still a freshman in high school. She is very confused about the future and has no idea what to do after graduation.

"Sister Fu Yu, do you run your own factory?"

"Not exactly. I have a partner."

"Is it all OK as long as we find a partner?"

"That... is not necessarily the case. If you have the ability, you can choose to do it yourself."

“Is it difficult to run a factory?”

"It's hard to say, there are so many factors involved."

"I also want to be a big factory manager like Uncle Chen in the future."

Since childhood, Zhou He’s idol was not his father who was the chief surgeon, but Chen Guoxing.

His father is only known by his patients, but Uncle Chen is known by almost everyone in Heng City, and he also wants to be known by everyone.

"come on."

"The most important thing for you now is to study hard. Once you have acquired the knowledge and skills to become a factory manager, I believe you will be more powerful than your uncle Chen in the future."