The leader is my girlfriend

Chapter 347: The Director and Deputy Director Meet, Lu Wanwan Practices Tai Chi (Part 2)

After the person left... was this just a reunion or something else? Xiao Ming raised his hand and asked, "So... Wife, what exactly is this old man here for?"

Lu Wanwan sat on the sofa, leaning lazily against the back of the sofa, and answered casually, "He came to beg for mercy."

The answer seemed a bit unexpected. He always broadened his horizons without realizing it. Wang Yiming raised an eyebrow and said what he had just guessed during the conversation, "Ah! I thought he was coming to surrender, or to express his support for you."

Lu Wanwan finally smiled after hearing this. She chuckled and analyzed, "If you're only showing your support now, isn't it too late? You're rushing here before I'm about to call a factory-wide meeting. It's simply because you've run out of options and can't accept defeat. That's why you're trying to use a combination of kindness and force against me. You're just trying to delay me, so I can reconsider and postpone the meeting."

Wang Yiming leaned over and insisted on sitting next to her. He offered his opinion from an employee's perspective, "Postponing the meeting at this time would be like changing your mind at the last minute and not keeping your word. Honey, if that happens, your words will no longer carry weight."

Lu Wanwan pushed his big head and poked her neck, "Maybe this is what he wants."

Wang Yiming frowned and continued to ask, "Then why did he mention Grandpa? To show his face and make you soft-hearted?"

Lu Wanwan felt a little sorry and shook her head helplessly, "He just wanted to act like an elder. It's a pity... It seems that Grandpa has made a mistake again."

The wife followed the husband's lead, and Wang Yiming also shook his head regretfully, "...It's okay, grandpa will get used to it after a few more times."

Lu Wanwan looked at her lover's pouting, yet pretending to be deep, face. She couldn't help but reach out and poke him, then began to analyze it carefully for him, "He knew I transferred here a long time ago. Although he didn't visit me, we also sent gifts. However, he never showed up from beginning to end.

He was essentially hinting to everyone that he wasn't on the same side as us. It was also obvious that he was currently in a wait-and-see mode, or perhaps he was waiting for me and the old forces in the factory to fight each other to a draw, and then he would take the opportunity to support the person he wanted to take the position.

However, he didn't expect me to act so quickly, and he didn't even consider him. According to his original speculation, he probably thought that after the failure of my first visit, I would definitely come to visit again, or contact my grandfather to come in person.

As long as I did this, he would be able to naturally put forward various conditions to negotiate with me, and I, who was the first to give in, would at least agree to more than half of the demands. In other words, the person he favored could have at least more than one-third of the control over the military factory. The important development and changes of a factory may not be completed during the term of one factory director... This corresponds to the issue of harvesting political achievements.

However, the fact is that I chose not to continue visiting him, which means I didn't give him this face. But the premise is that he also didn't give grandfather this face. It can be seen that from the beginning, he had already made up his mind. "

Wang Yiming picked up the notebook on the coffee table and asked in confusion, "Then why did he leave this notebook for you?"

Lu Wanwan took it and quickly flipped through it. Then she responded, "He wants me to reconsider it and understand the interests involved."

Wang Yiming no longer had any respect for this elder. He complained indignantly, "What an hindsight! What were you doing earlier? I didn't help you settle it when I first came, and now you want to fight, and then I come over and tell you not to act rashly, because you might hurt me by mistake. Let's talk it over. He's really grown up with me."

I find one thing about the older generation quite fascinating: they trust the younger generation's intelligence, but they don't believe they're smarter than them. They always act condescendingly, like they know it all. Grandpa was great in that respect; he always let us make our own decisions and was always there to protect us—no, to offer help, support, and care.

(Old Master Lu chuckled twice. "Is there a possibility that... you listen to your wife and not me, and then your wife doesn't listen to me at all? It's not that I don't want to participate, I'm forced to let go. To save face, I can only choose to be an open-minded patriarch.

As for supporting it right away, it was because... I had to make my presence felt! Otherwise, what else could I do? If I supported it, I could always check on the progress. If I opposed it, I'd have absolutely nothing to do with it. ”)

The water is so deep! Fortunately, he doesn't mix in this circle. If it weren't for the rapid economic development in the next few years, he would have wanted to make a little money to support himself. He really wanted to stay at home and eat a gigolo for the rest of his life, ignoring the right and wrong and intrigue of the workplace.

Wang Yiming sighed appropriately, "The friendship of the older generation who were through life and death together! It's really sad. The hearts of old friends change so easily, and grandpa's heart is always hurt." After saying that, he lowered his head and shook it.

Therefore, we should never use our inherent cognition to look at a person. Everything in the world, even the mountains and rivers, will change, let alone people?

Lu Wanwan rubbed her lover's head. "Ideals are often short-lived. They once had the same aspirations, so naturally they trusted each other and walked side by side. But there's more than one path. As time went by, the roads branched off more and more, and the destinations became different. For the sake of the younger generations in their respective families, they had already re-divided their camps. People's hearts are fickle, and this change didn't take ten days, but a long decade."

Wang Yiming nodded thoughtfully, then suddenly sat up straight, thinking of another question, "Wife, I still have a question."

Lu Wanwan pulled her startled lover back and said, "Go ahead."

Wang Yiming then asked, "There's no danger at home, so why did he come in alone? I noticed he was standing at the door and signaling to the driver not to get out."

Lu Wanwan explained, "The conversation was very short, but he checked his watch twice. If the conversation went well, the driver would come in under a different identity. Apparently... this conversation ended on a bad note."

Wang Yiming slapped his forehead and gave a thumbs-up. "I see. The driver and I are both wearing disguises. As expected, this is a copy of Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio, full of thousand-year-old foxes. Honey, tell me, in comparison, I'm so innocent. Am I being protected too well?"

Lu Wanwan held his thumb and replied, "Not necessarily."

Yiming liked the finger-stacking technique, so he extended his other hand. "Then tell me more about it?"

Lu Wanwan didn't want to play with him. She pulled out her fingers and said, "Some people who are still very innocent after adulthood are well protected by their families. They don't need to think too much about what others think and can be themselves.

But the vast majority of people with pure hearts may have never been protected. No one taught them how to grow up, nor told them how to withdraw when faced with malice and calculations.

Wang Yiming empathized with her. He hugged Lu Wanwan's arm and started to act coquettishly. "Wife, you must protect me. You are the spiritual pillar of our family. I am too naive and easily hurt by the ups and downs outside. I am afraid that you will feel sad when the time comes."

Lu Wanwan smiled and didn't respond...

He was indeed too naive and a little thin-skinned. Wang Yiming felt a little embarrassed and changed the subject, "So what should we do about today's incident?"

The city is full of tricks, so I want to go back to the countryside; the roads in the countryside are also slippery, and people’s hearts are even more complicated.