Chapter 391: Jiang Lang's Talent is Running Out
An Zhixia was stunned for a moment, then she understood. Her porcelain-white face was shy as she whispered, "I, I'm only two months old. The doctor said in three months..."
Fang Yuan buried his head in her neck. Although he knew that now was not the time for him to act silly, he was still a little jealous. "You're trying to snatch you from me before the baby is born. You won't be obsessed with it after the baby is born, right?"
She pursed her lips and smiled, "What else? Isn't the child the one you want? If you reject it now, it's too late. The goods have been shipped and no returns are accepted."
"I don't care anyway," he said sourly, "I have been looking forward to having a daughter-in-law for so long, but I don't even care about her."
The man is going away for more than half a month, and now he is like a child away from home, wishing he could be her pendant.
An Zhixia was also reluctant to let him go. Although he usually had to go out for work all day, as long as he was at home, she was like a giant baby with a big mouth.
After washing the dishes in the evening, he would take the children to do housework, trying not to leave her any physical work during the day. He also soaked her feet and massaged her legs, and told her interesting things that happened during the day, which made her think about the evening as soon as she opened her eyes every day.
An Zhixia was used to sleeping in his strong arms. Especially in autumn when the air was getting colder, his arms were like a heater, especially warm and comfortable.
She also liked being woken up by his kiss every day, and enjoying his deep dark eyes filled with love, pampering and pursuit for her.
She also couldn't bear to leave the man, and the two of them stayed together for most of the night.
Fang Yuan got up before dawn, kissed her very lightly, and saw that she was about to get up in a daze.
He pressed her shoulder and whispered, "It's still early, you should sleep a little longer. I have told the neighbors to take good care of you."
In fact, you can live in the TV station’s staff quarters for a while, or go to your grandma’s house.
I'm worried about you being alone at home."
She put her arms around his neck and shook her head, "I'm fine. My two brothers and my aunt come to see me every day. My grandma also comes over every few days with Aunt Zhang."
Besides, there is no place like here where the children can feel at ease.
We will wait for you at home."
Fang Yuan couldn't help but hug her and kiss her for a while, then he gritted his teeth, picked up his bag and went out.
An Zhixia hugged the quilt for a while, sighed slightly, and fell asleep again after a while.
After the man led the team to the Northeast, her family members came to visit her every day with work.
An Zhixia also liked this relaxing way. She rushed to make winter clothes for the five members of her family, and now she began to slowly make clothes for her unborn baby and nephew.
The family members who were taken to the police station were detained for five days for defamation. The person in the same detention room was a fierce big sister in Kyoto, who taught the family members how to behave with force. Almost every time someone raised a fist, they would shrink their heads and block it with their arms, regretting their momentary pleasure in their mouths.
They were released only after they copied the defamation-related content 200 times and promised not to do it again. The next day, they went to An Zhixia's house with fruit milk powder to apologize.
They really didn't dare to have the slightest resentment towards her. After all, they had seen many cases of women who had tragic fates because of slander. They were also women, so they could empathize with her and truly felt guilty and regretful towards An Zhixia.
Several parents who indulged their children in stealing and slandered An Zhixia were sent to a labor camp to do high-intensity labor for half a month.
Some of them were born as farmers and were willing to work hard. But the work in the labor camp was more arduous. They could not control the intensity of the work in the fields. There were special people to supervise them. They had calluses on their hands and feet, and what made them even more unbearable was the abuse from their coworkers.
They were used to being domineering in the family compound, but everyone who came to the labor camp was fierce and cold-blooded. They immediately became timid under the armed suppression. They had to share more work of other workers every day, give half of their meals, and give people massages and foot baths at night. They completely lived like cabbages.
So when they were taken back home, in order to no longer live a life of fear, exhaustion so much that their legs cramped, and hunger so much that their stomachs churned, they gritted their teeth and went door to door to apologize, promising to restrain their children in the future and never let them take advantage of others again.
As for those old men with bad intentions, they watched the entire process of punishment for all those who committed crimes of exile in the past half month. The lighter ones were sent to labor camps, and the more serious ones were directly shot as typical examples. They were scared, but they also learned a lesson.
The family compound was extremely harmonious for a while. Every household didn't have to worry about frying meat, and the children's requests were met every now and then.
An Zhixia's name also spread in the transportation brigade's family compound.
The two units that the TV station had just opened up had already started formal operations. The abilities of the family members in the Maicheng Technology Factory varied, and the work they produced was also good and bad. More importantly, it had not been a month since An Zhixia left the company, and the working status of the entire unit had become very lax, just like clockwork.
The quality of programs declined significantly, and the one thousand employees were in chaos. Each of them began to specialize in their own business, turning the TV station into a small society.
The directors suddenly felt overwhelmed, and Shao Tongfeng was also so busy that he couldn't even take care of himself, let alone provide any help to the new director.
The work of a TV station is different from that of other units. The leaders of the organization are used to turning on the TV when they get home every day, which is equivalent to directly inspecting the work. They are all smart people, so they can naturally find changes in program quality at the first time. They have criticized the TV station for not doing its job well at the meeting more than once.
After so many times, the leaders of the organization found that there were a lot of personnel changes at the top of the TV station, and they knew that someone had interfered. The parachuted staff were obviously incompetent. Domestic programs were okay, but the international programs were Xia Hua's face, so they couldn't be sloppy!
Having just returned from the Culture and Sports Department, Director Bai couldn't help but slam the documents in his hand onto the table: "Is An Zhixia not planning to come back yet?"
Deputy Director Huang's face was not looking good either. He shook his head and couldn't help but exaggerate: "As long as we insert people into An Zhiqiu's program, he will find a way to scare them away or disgust them away.
Perhaps his fearlessness made An Zhixia not feel threatened.
On the contrary, the employees below are pretending to obey us but secretly disobeying us. They are probably expecting us to welcome An Zhixia back with great fanfare."
"Nonsense, this is work, do they have any sense of responsibility?" Director Bai gritted his teeth and said, "Can our Xiahua TV industry not function properly without An Zhixia? I just don't believe it! Since everyone misses her so much, why don't they all quit their jobs and stay at home to take care of the children?"
"In fact, I think everyone is waiting and watching, thinking that if they force us a little, An Zhixia will come back. If we stop them from having this idea, won't everyone concentrate on their work?" Deputy Director Huang thought for a moment and suggested very sincerely.
Deputy Director Li disagreed and said, "At first we just wanted to dampen An Zhixia's arrogance and prestige, but we still have to rely on her brain to develop the TV station.
The leaders of the organization have begun to pay attention to our station. If we don’t stabilize the situation, we will not be able to bear it when the higher-ups hold us accountable.”
Director Bai pondered, "Indeed, An Zhixia is a person who doesn't obey discipline, but I have to say that she is very talented and has a very flexible mind. She knows what Kyoto TV is like. Not only did she save it, she also launched a TV program to the international level. Even the Shanghai and Shenzhen stock markets can't compare to it!"
"Director, I don't think so," Deputy Director Huang shook his head and frowned slightly and said, "There are many talented people in Xiahua, and An Zhixia is just one of them. Our station has gathered the best talents in the whole of Kyoto, so why won't there be a second An Zhixia?
Besides, what had she done in the past few months? Didn't she just assign tasks to the people below and let them complete them independently? At most, she wrote a script and only followed the crew for a few days.
This shows that she has run out of ideas."
"No matter what, we have to get through this difficult time first," Director Bai said depressedly, holding his chest. "If we delay any further, I'm afraid the organizations will make trouble."
(End of this chapter)
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