If you don't agree, do it! Roll up your sleeves, empty your property and go back to the country

The two cars drove out and came back in about half an hour. As soon as the military jeep stopped, the mechanical engineer sitting in the passenger seat opened the door and ran down.

The goal is clear, go straight to Bai Nuo!

"Factory..." The head of the R&D department who had been standing by An Ruo's side came forward expectantly, only to see that their factory director didn't even glance at him. When he got close to him, he turned around and walked around him.

The head of the R&D department was bewildered. He turned his gaze from the factory manager to behind him and almost twisted his neck.

"Comrade Bai, do you have time to eat? Let me tell you, the chef in our cafeteria is absolutely amazing. It's almost noon, and you must be hungry. How about we go to the cafeteria for a meal?"

Fang Meng came over leisurely. Upon hearing this, he rolled his eyes and curled his lips in disdain: "You're almost forty years old, and you still have the nerve to let my little girl call you brother? You're embarrassed to listen, but we're too embarrassed to do that!"

“…”This brat who always knows how to sabotage things!

The factory doesn't want to pay any attention to this brat at the moment. He was once the most troublesome soldier in the entire military region. The word "troublesome" comes in the front, so you can imagine how "valuable" he is.

Being angry with this brat is like being angry for no end.

But this kid's ability is one in a million, and he is born to be a soldier. The leaders of the military region really love and hate him. In the end, they have to pamper and indulge him, for fear that they will make this little ancestor uncomfortable and allow other military region leaders to take advantage of the situation and pry him away.

As the first squad leader to lead this brat, he is so familiar to me.

"Bah!"

Seeing that the old squad leader ignored him, Fang Mengqian stood aside with his hands in his pockets and continued to chat.

"What's so good about the big pot meal in the cafeteria? A grown man is so stingy. If he wants to treat my daughter to a meal, he should at least order five dishes and a soup from a state-owned restaurant." After Fang Meng finished speaking, he cast a mean look at the old squad leader's pocket, raised his eyebrows slightly, leaned closer, and asked with a smile: "Squad leader, how much pocket money does your sister-in-law give you every month? Is it enough for you to eat?"

"..." The old squad leader gritted his teeth and resisted the urge to roll his eyes. He kept telling himself that he was now the head of a factory and a cultured person with some power. He could not hit the child, no matter how naughty the child was. He simply raised his hand and pushed away the good-looking but particularly annoying face.

"Your sister-in-law is very generous to me. She gives me five dollars pocket money a month, five dollars, you know!" The factory director was very proud when he said this. You know, his buddy who is the director of a cannery only earns three dollars a month, and occasionally he has to bring some vegetables home. After his wife got married, he didn't reimburse him, and he even had to save money for a cigarette.

How miserable, how miserable!

"Squeak!" Fang Meng pulled out a large unity banknote from his pocket and proudly waved it in front of the old squad leader. He raised his mouth corners, raised his eyebrows, and smiled brightly. "See? This is the pocket money my little girl gave me."

The factory director frowned slightly, looked at the big unity, turned his head to look at Fang Meng's annoying expression, and finally looked at the little girl who had been watching the fun in silence with a serious tone.

"Girl, brother, that's not right. Uncle is telling you, you can't be soft-hearted when it comes to men, especially when it comes to pocket money. You must control it, otherwise sooner or later, things will get out of hand. This is all for the sake of a peaceful life at home. You know, men don't know how to show off when they have a little money in their pockets."

Bai Nuo looked at the factory director in front of him with amusement as he suddenly changed his attitude. Before he could nod, Fang Meng next to him quit.

"No, the old squad leader doesn't think like that. You're using crooked logic."

"How could it be a fallacy?" The factory director looked at Fang Meng seriously and explained the reasons to him one by one.

The factory manager said: "You also met my parents before, right? They have a very good relationship, right?"

Fang Meng recalled that when they first came back from the battlefield to the military area for rest, they happened to meet the old squad leader's parents who came to the military area to visit relatives, mainly to see if their son was still healthy.

The old couple really had a good relationship. He was often taken to the staff quarters by his old squad leader for dinner, and he was quite envious of them at that time.

Thinking of this, Fang Meng nodded obediently.

The factory director chuckled and said with satisfaction, "Right? My parents haven't had a fight since they got married. My grandma even said they married a good daughter-in-law. I overheard these words from my mother when she was teaching my wife. She said that it is because of these reasonable and not excessive rules and regulations in the family that couples can live in harmony. If everything goes as one pleases, or if they are blindly indulged and spoiled, it will be a mess. Men, in particular, are like children. They need to be taught. If they are taught well in all aspects, the family will be stable."

After hearing this, Fang Meng nodded subconsciously, but then he saw the big unity note in his hand. He felt that this pleasing note would no longer belong to him, so he quickly put it in his pocket, not daring to even look at his little girl.

He doesn't really care about money, right?

I always feel that the days when I could spend money as I pleased are getting further and further away from me.

"Well, um, why don't we go to the small cafeteria in Factory 1? I've heard that the chef here is from a state-owned restaurant in Beijing. He's a level seven chef. I guess his cooking skills are even better than those in the state-owned restaurants here."

Fang Meng touched his nose uncomfortably, glanced cautiously at the little girl who was happily watching the fun, reached out and carefully tugged at the little girl's sleeve.

Stop laughing, give your partner some face. If they confiscate half of your pocket money, you have to wait until you get home!

I don’t know why, but Fang Meng misses the captain uncle very much at this moment and wants to go back to have a drink with him.

Wei Zhongping: If you don’t want to, don’t go back!

Without those two naughty and unlucky kids at home, the other ones have been so well behaved without their two leaders. Wei Zhongping has been having a very comfortable life recently.

At least he hadn't heard anyone shouting recently: "Captain, something bad has happened..."

Bai Nuo naturally wouldn't let down his guard at this time, and nodded with a smile: "Then I'll have to trouble the factory director. We'll also take advantage of the opportunity to taste the cooking skills of the seventh-level master chef."

"Hey, this kid is really good at talking. Come on, let's talk while we walk." After saying that, he turned his head to look at the secretary not far away and shouted, "Xiao Quan, run over to the cafeteria and say hello."

"Okay, don't worry, I'll go right away!"

The factory director's secretary responded with a smile. While waiting here just now, he had asked about the tastes of An Ru and the others while trying to get close to them.

After all, she was the director's secretary of a large factory. She must have at least some skill in socializing with people. And because An Rong and Bai Nuo wanted to make friends, they naturally followed the secretary's words and said something.

We are all smart people, so there is no such thing as clichés or not.

only……

An Rong frowned slightly, looking at the three people walking forward in a harmonious atmosphere. No matter how he thought about it, something seemed wrong. Now he recalled many details that he had not thought of before.

"What are you thinking about? Let's go!"

Liu Yanan gently nudged An Yan's arm. She was a person of action and not very good at speaking, so she never got involved in social matters and just stood by obediently.

Seeing that everyone had left, Liu Yanan subconsciously wanted to follow Bai Nuo. However, after taking only two steps, she found that An Yan had not followed her. She turned her head and saw that this guy's expression was almost distorted.

"What's the matter with you?"

An Yun stared at Fang Meng's back in confusion and disbelief. He quickly took two steps forward to Liu Yanan's side and whispered, "Something's wrong. It's really wrong. Yanan, do you feel anything's strange?"

"What's strange? Who's wrong?" Liu Yanan followed An Yan's gaze, frowning and suddenly becoming alert. He asked in a low voice, "What's wrong? Could it be that the factory director is acting strangely? Is he trying to take advantage of me?"

An Ren was stunned and quickly shook her head, looking at her silly older sister speechlessly. "That's not it. I'm talking about that kid Fang Meng. Why did my cousin give him pocket money? How can a sister give pocket money to her brother? It's not a custom at home!"

He had only heard of brothers raising their sisters, or sisters raising their younger brothers and sisters, but he had never heard of sisters giving pocket money to their brothers. Isn’t this against the will of heaven!!!

Even if his little cousin is the heir of the Wei family, she should be the head of the family before giving pocket money to her family members. He has never heard of an heir having to do this job.

Besides, no matter how good Mr. Fang is, he can’t get any pocket money from the Wei family!

Liu Yanan was almost confused by An Yan's series of questions. After thinking about it carefully, he raised his head speechlessly, and when he looked closely, he saw a hint of contempt in his eyes.

It turns out this guy still doesn’t understand it!

He also said that he was the smartest child of the An family's generation!

That's it! ! !

"Have you never thought of another possibility?"