Concerning the future of the entire village and his own reputation, the brigade leader transformed into Zhao Youcai's number one fan, much like a brave soldier charging into battle.
Zhao Youcai was happy to have an easier time. It was a good thing to have someone help share the burden. He couldn't work himself to death for the sake of a factory.
Their own children are all young, and most of the villagers are related by marriage, so there are quite a few people who take advantage of their age.
If not handled properly, it could be considered disrespectful to elders. These days, people value their reputation so much, it's disgusting to be labeled like that.
Zhao Youcai also had his own plan for how to set up the instant noodle factory, and each area had to be divided in great detail.
You must have your own office, and it should have a lounge and a dedicated meeting place.
It's not realistic for just anyone to come and go as they please in my office. What if something important gets stolen?
Zhao Youcai worked until 8 p.m., finally finishing the layout plan for the instant noodle factory to his satisfaction. Looking up, he saw his fourth son, whom he had forgotten about at the farm, smiling broadly at him.
The fourth son's wife came over with a bowl. "Dad, you must be tired after a long day. I cooked some noodle soup. Eat it and go to sleep."
Zhao Youcai slapped his forehead, finally realizing what he had forgotten.
"How long have you two been back?"
Zhao Youcai didn't stand on ceremony and took the bowl and chopsticks, starting to eat with slurping.
"It's been more than an hour, and it's getting dark, but Dad still hasn't gone over. I guess you're tied up with things at home."
If it were someone else who heard Zhao Youcai say he would come back later to talk about the farm, and then waited all day only to be stood up, they would probably be very angry. Fortunately, Lao Si and his wife have good tempers.
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