Siheyuan: A warm home with wife and children

Isn't that ridiculous?!

"Let's begin now." There were only two people in the office, and Yang Jianguo only knew him and Xiang Shaodong.

Now that the next objective is clear, let's get started.

The sooner it's finished, the sooner it can be put into actual work.

Wasting time is something Yang Jianguo finds very difficult to accept.

Wouldn't it be better to spend that time at home reading a book?

Yang Jianguo picked up a report at random and sat down to read it.

Xiang Shaodong was also quick and efficient, casually picking up a dish and sitting down on the sofa.

Then, he took out a rolled-up notebook from his army green trouser pocket, with a fountain pen hanging on it.

I was wondering if there was any ink, but when I turned around, I found that Yang Jianguo had already buried himself in the book.

Xiang Shaodong had no choice but to take the liberty of using the ink on the table.

He is good at taking notes while reading, which not only helps him think and record.

It also helps him to clarify his thoughts and gives him a more intuitive and comprehensive understanding of the problem.

The report was placed on a small table in the middle of the sofa. Xiang Shaodong flipped through it while occasionally writing and drawing.

Three days later, Yang Jianguo, who had finished organizing all the materials, had dark circles under his eyes.

These days he's been burying himself in the documents, constantly checking them at work and pondering their contents at home.

Record the key points and summaries, and then analyze and understand them in depth.

Yang Jianguo didn't know where the information came from, nor did he want to know.

He only knew these things, and they were the source of his joy.

Seeing him finally leave his desk, Yingzi, who was tucking her trousers in, laughed and said, "What, not writing anymore?"

Yang Jianguo kissed her on the forehead and said, "I'm done writing, honey. You don't know..."

The rest of the sentence stopped abruptly, as if something was stuck in the throat.

The phrase used to choke him was: "Confidentiality Regulations."

"Alright, just enjoy yourself, I don't understand it anyway!" Yingzi laughed and gave him a push.

She picked up the trousers from the sewing machine and said, "Come on, see if they fit."

Yang Jianguo happily put it on and replied, "When have you ever made it that doesn't fit?"

Yingzi checked every nook and cranny to make sure there were no problems before letting him take his clothes off.

"I'll tighten the edges a bit more and make it more sturdy." These days, the good standard is durability and sturdiness.

Even if you make something fancy and wait two days until it's ready to go, people will still come knocking on your door and yelling at you.

What kind of junk is this that you dare to sell for money?

They'll send you substandard products to the trade show and expose you, believe it or not!

Just as he was praising his wife's cooking, someone knocked on the door and called out, "Jianguo, Yingzi, are you home?"

"Is this Aunt Yan? Yes, I'm here. Please wait a moment."

"Eh."

They went up and opened the door, and saw Aunt Yan followed by a person carrying large and small bags, with a fawning smile.

"Hello, I'm here to see Director Yang."

“Yingzi, this person said he was looking for Jianguo, so I brought him here when I saw him.”

Aunt Yan peeked into the house and called out, "Jianguo, I've brought you the person."

Aunt Yan felt a warmth in her heart; this person was carrying so many rare items.

If I bring it to him myself, can I share some with his family later so they can try it out?

Look at that packaging with foreign language on it, it looks really rare!

"Thank you, Aunt Yan."

Yingzi thanked the person first, then turned to the man who came over and said, "Jianguo, someone is looking for you."

Yang Jianguo also saw the visitors outside the door, but he didn't recognize them!

"Who are you?" Yang Jianguo asked, his eyes wide with surprise.

Upon seeing the person in charge emerge, the man immediately stepped forward and said, "Director Yang, I am Ma Degui, the authorized representative of Neon Precision Machinery."

"Upon learning of your appointment, we have come to visit you on behalf of the company."

Neon Seiko, their information network is really good.

Yang Jianguo glanced at Yingzi and said calmly, "Please come in, Yingzi, boil some water and make some tea."

"Thank you, Madam. Director Yang is truly blessed." Ma Degui carried the things into the room and placed them on the round table in the center.

They brought quite a lot, big and small bags, gift boxes containing all kinds of pastries and seafood.

Yang Jianguo didn't close the door. Seeing that Aunt Yan was still standing there outside, he called out, "Aunt Yan, thank you for bringing this."

Aunt Yan smiled sheepishly and replied, "It's nothing, it's not a big deal. I thought he was looking for you when he passed by the door."

"After calling out to ask, it really is true. Well, I'll go back to my room first. You guys chat, you guys chat."

After deciding on her own "contribution," Aunt Yan walked home, turning back every three steps.

I've made it clear to him that I called him over myself, so he can't just run away now!

However, he just called Jianguo "Director," but instead of going back to work as a laborer, he got promoted?

"Mr. Ma, please have a seat." Yingzi brought over two cups of tea after inviting him to sit down.

Ma Degui stood up, leaned forward, and nodded in gratitude.

After Yingzi's somewhat awkward persuasion, he finally sat down again: "Director Yang, congratulations on your new appointment."

"Thank you, Mr. Ma. What brings you here today?" Yang Jianguo glanced at the gifts on the table, as if he were hinting at something.

Ma Degui smiled modestly and said, "It's nothing, I just came to congratulate you."

“Since the two countries re-established diplomatic relations, our precision manufacturing company has had a good cooperative relationship with you.”

"With you in charge from now on, I hope we can continue our friendship and deepen our cooperation."

"This is also the deep desire of the people of both countries."

Yang Jianguo nodded calmly and said, "Mr. Ma is right. I have long heard of Neon Seiko."

"Really? That's wonderful! We welcome Director Yang to visit our hometown sometime."

Us? Hometown?!

Well, I never expected that the first person I'd deal with after taking office would be a traitorous dog.

This is so interesting!

Chapter 274 Fishing is the way to go, the Chief is asking for help.

"Director Yang, I hope that we can have a deeper level of cooperation next time we meet."

Ma Degui left satisfied, with a hint of disdainful mockery.

What model worker, what pacesetter, what advanced individual?

Even when faced with the allure of money, one still has to bow down to their hometown.

Indeed, the empire is the future.

Standing at the door watching the person leave, Yang Jianguo's smile held a hint of mockery.

Why is it that in any era there are always these oddballs who would rather be dogs than human beings?!

Turning back home, Yingzi stood in the main hall with a sullen face.

She saw him come in and just stared at him without saying a word.

Yang Jianguo chuckled inwardly and said with a smile, "What's wrong? Did you think I was embezzling or accepting bribes?"

Yingzi shook her head and said, "No, you can't."

Such a confident tone surprised Yang Jianguo: "Then what is this?"

Yingzi glanced outside, hesitated, and said softly, "That person is infuriating."

Who is this person, sitting there praising Japan for this and that?

If it's so great, why don't you go to Japan? What are you doing here?

"Alright, why get angry over someone like that?"

Yang Jianguo sat down with a smile and said, "Now we need to talk about cooperation, the big picture, and win-win results. We always need to develop!"

"Compared to these things, the most important thing is to ensure that the people have enough to eat and live a good life."

Yingzi let out a long sigh, releasing the pent-up frustration in her heart.

Sitting down next to him, Yingzi looked at the small yellow croakers in the seafood box; each small yellow croaker weighed about an ounce.

That's 31.25 grams.

The current price of gold is around $200 per ounce.

In other words, such a small yellow croaker can sell for nearly 1900 yuan.

This is the official price; if you put it on the black market or have connections, the price will be even higher.

After all, foreign exchange was really scarce at that time!

Throughout history, there has never been a shortage of adventurous people; foreign exchange trading is something that people do whenever the wind blows.

Not to mention that the sea is calm and the sky is clear now.

According to Yingzi's guess, at least one could be exchanged for around 2000 yuan.

Inside the seafood box were 30 small yellow croakers, neatly arranged.

60000 yuan!

Good heavens, this intuitive conversion is dizzying! How much money would that be?!

"What, are you seeing things?" Yang Jianguo chuckled as he closed the box.

Yingzi didn't lie and nodded, saying, "It is a bit hard to see. Who can look at this without getting dizzy?"

"What are you going to do with all this?" Yingzi wanted to know his plans.

Yingzi absolutely did not believe that her husband had accepted bribes.

He must have his own reasons for taking it back.

"What else can you do? Just bring it to work and hand it in!"

These are genuine yellow croakers; whether you hand them over for storage or to convert them into foreign exchange, they can be used for other purposes.

That's all a good thing.

One can be traded for around $220, so 30 would be worth $660.

However, it's better than nothing.

"Okay, but I need to get you a written note, so that things won't get complicated later."

These years of experience have made Yingzi cautious and meticulous in everything she does.

Only by being harmless and cautious can one ensure absolute safety.

When you leave a wide-open door without any defenses, people's minds are easily tempted and changed.

It will be too late to talk about anything then.

"Yes, I know." Yang Jianguo agreed; the small yellow croaker definitely had to be handed over.

Even if it's a police note, we still have to issue one to him.