A whirlwind marriage with a high-ranking official: Lights out, don't force me to take the initi

Lu Weidong lay in the bathtub, looking at Ye Wenxi, who was exhausted and drowsy in his arms.

He lowered his head and rubbed his chin against the top of her wet hair.

"Are you really training your body?"

Ye Wenxi didn't even open his eyes, and mumbled a reply:

"Doing handstands can strengthen arm muscles and promote blood circulation, which is good for your health."

How did you know?

"I was just making it up," she muttered.

Lu Weidong: "..."

She used to at least come up with a decent reason, but now she's too lazy to even make one up.

Ye Wenxi tilted his head back, his wet hair clinging to his chest.

"Why are you back so early today?" she said lazily.

"I went to borrow a bed for Weihua and brought it back with me."

As Lu Weidong spoke, he gently brushed the wet hair behind her ear with his fingers.

"I didn't expect..." He changed the subject, a mischievous smile playing on his lips.

"And I witnessed such a wonderful scene."

As Lu Weidong spoke, his eyes swept across her face, his gaze carrying a hidden meaning.

Ye Wenxi raised her hand and slapped the water, splashing it all over his face: "Come on."

"What time did she say she'd arrive tomorrow?" Lu Weidong asked again.

"I'll take the train here first thing tomorrow morning."

Lu Weidong was silent for a few seconds, then pulled her closer, leaned close to her ear, and lowered his voice:

"Maybe... we shouldn't let her come?"

Ye Wenxi suddenly opened her eyes, turned her head to glare at him, and reached out to pinch his strong arm:

"Go to hell, Lu Weidong!"

After taking a shower, the two tidied up the house quickly.

Ye Wenxi absolutely refused to let Lu Weidong touch the marks on the floor and the edge of the cabinet.

He hastily wrapped a bath towel around himself and rushed out.

It squatted there and scrubbed vigorously, like a hamster eager to hide its food.

Lu Weidong leaned against the door frame, looking at her guilty yet earnest expression, and couldn't help but chuckle.

"It's not the first time... Is it really that big of a deal?"

Ye Wenxi didn't even look up, but instead glared at him.

"Shut up!"

Lu Weidong raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, but the smile on his lips didn't disappear.

When Ye Wenxi finished wiping and straightened up, she looked at her watch and it was already past six o'clock.

"The food factory must have closed early by now?" she muttered.

She felt that the person who had been calling all day was either Lu Weihua or someone from the food factory.

Lu Weidong was cooking in the kitchen, and she was just about to go and help him.

Ring ring ring!

The phone rang again.

Ye Wenxi quickly went over and answered the call: "Feed?"

"Hey, Second Sister-in-law, it's me!"

"Mom insisted that I ask if you've finished the food I brought last time? And if you want me to bring anything else?"

"No need, no need, there's still plenty..." Ye Wenxi breathed a sigh of relief.

"Weihua, did you call me during the day?"

"No, I spent the whole afternoon shopping and just got home."

The sound of rustling as someone tidied things up came from Lu Weihua's end.

"Oh, okay, then it's fine..."

The two women chatted for a few more minutes before hanging up the phone.

Since the phone call during the day wasn't from Lu Weihua.

Ye Wenxi guessed that it was probably the First Food Factory that was looking for her.

She glanced at the clock on the table; it was almost seven o'clock.

At this hour, the food factory must have already closed for the day, and there's probably no one in the office to answer the call.

She decided to call them back tomorrow morning.

Anyway, if there's anything really important at the factory, they'll call again sooner or later.

……

At the same time, the lights were still on in the director's office of the First Food Factory.

Li Yuejin didn't go home; he stayed by his desk.

He had the minutes of the emergency meeting that afternoon spread out in front of him, and he flipped through several reports over and over again.

There were already several cigarette butts stubbed out in the ashtray.

Since the factory launched its new "New Year Gift Box" this year with new packaging.

He, the factory manager, never stepped into his home before 8 p.m.

Inside the gift box were the factory's usual signature items: peach shortbread, jujube paste cake, and white-skinned pastries...

The same things are sold every year.

In previous years, they would simply change the red paper and print the zodiac animal of the year on it.

This year, for some reason, he...

Perhaps sensing that the atmosphere was becoming somewhat loose, he made the decision to propose that the packaging should be redesigned.

He gritted his teeth and tried publishing two issues of his little GG in the margins of the city's evening newspaper and on the exterior wall of the department store.

This small change resulted in a situation where it was like pouring cold water into a hot oil pan.

It exploded!!

In previous years, the production volume of this gift box was 5,000 boxes.

Sales revenue is around 30,000 yuan.

Most of the time, after selling out, there are still some left.

In the end, most of them were consumed internally or given as New Year's gifts to related units.

This year, they followed the old Chinese almanac to arrange production, material cutting, and mold making.

Things will remain the same as before; I didn't dare to prepare too much.

As a result, the first batch of goods was delivered to several government compounds and military units that were originally designated.

Less than three days.

The phone kept ringing with calls to place additional orders.

In less than a week, the order, which was originally planned to produce 5,000 boxes, jumped to 60,000 boxes.

It increased by more than ten times!

And these numbers are still jumping up.

Later, even department stores in Beijing and several major cities in the south came to us through connections.

All the feedback can be summarized in one sentence:

Everyone knows what kind of snacks are inside.

But this year's packaging is really too eye-catching.

"Festive and grand", "high-class", "happy to look at", "I don't want to open it".

Many people have made it clear: they would buy a few boxes just for the sake of the pretty metal box to give as gifts or to display at home.

This led to the First Food Factory suddenly finding itself in this "sweet trouble".

Orders are falling short of demand, and both raw materials and production capacity are in serious crisis.

The experienced workers on the production line are working three shifts with their apprentices, and the machines are practically smoking from the constant running.

Factory director Li Yuejin urgently submitted a special report to the Harbin Municipal Bureau of Light Industry.

This reflects the market boom.

They also submitted an urgent request for capacity support and raw material allocation from other units.

Thus, the high-level coordination meeting that took place during the day today came about.

At the meeting, everyone learned a lesson from this case of "a package igniting the market".

"Packaging is more than just packaging; it's the face of the business, a competitive advantage, and, most importantly, the most direct form of market appeal!"

This point was repeatedly raised at the meeting.

Upon closer examination, it seems quite reasonable.

In line with the central government's recent clear directives on "reform and opening up" and "revitalizing the economy."

The management mindset of the planned economy era is facing a transformation.

All production units must begin learning how to be market-oriented and respond to demand.

The six new design drafts that were originally intended to be paid to Ye Wenxi immediately have also been temporarily put on hold.

Since a packaging design can generate such a huge market effect.

Then we can't just give a regular royalty of a few dozen yuan.

Since the higher authorities attach great importance to this successful case.

We want to make this a model case.

Then we must seize the opportunity to cooperate with Ye Wenxi.

This task was ultimately assigned to Li Yuejin.

We must find a way to keep Ye Wenxi.

He had tried calling several times during the day and afternoon, but hadn't been able to get through even once.

He hesitated for a moment, then picked up the microphone again.

I dialed the number carefully.

It's already evening, surely everyone should be home by now?

The receiver picked up a busy signal.

Li Yuejin was secretly delighted.

Good, a busy signal means someone is home and making a phone call!

Just type it again later.

……

"Wenxi, dinner's ready."

Lu Weidong brought out the freshly cooked dishes from the kitchen.

A plate of glistening stir-fried potatoes, eggplant, and green peppers; a plate of fermented bean curd; and a plate of braised ribbonfish.

It was steaming hot and smelled delicious.

"It smells so good..."

Ye Wenxi put her arms around Lu Weidong's neck from the front.

She clung to him, swaying back and forth like a spoiled koala.

"Our Weidong is really something, he can do anything, even cooking is so amazing."

I like you so much.

"What if someone steals it someday..."

She leaned close to his ear, her voice soft and deliberately drawn out.

Lu Weidong's heart softened as she rubbed against him.

He wrapped his arms around her waist and gently stroked the tip of her nose.

"I was about to say that to you too."

"You'll be going to university in the future, where there will be many talented young men."

"What should I do?"

Ye Wenxi choked for a moment: "Uh..."

"Let's eat! I'm starving!"

She immediately let go and turned to get the bowl and chopsticks.

Ring ring ring—!

The phone rang again.

Lu Weidong glanced at the incessantly ringing phone.

He glanced at Yeh Wen-hsi, who was clearly "tactically avoiding" the situation.

"Our Comrade Ye is really busy."

"Probably Wei Hua again," Ye Wenxi muttered as she answered the phone.

"Wei Hua?! What's wrong now?"