Siheyuan: A warm home with wife and children

At that point, the concern about making promises was no longer relevant.

As for going home for the Chinese New Year, even if his mother didn't mention it, Yang Zhiyuan would still try his best to go home for the New Year.

Having lived abroad for so many years, what he misses most during Chinese New Year is eating a bite of dumplings made by his mother.

Given the chance to go home, who would want to stay out alone and miserable?

Therefore, Yang Zhiyuan readily agreed.

"Okay, let's eat!"

Yingzi picked up her rice bowl and instructed, "When you submit your application and get the results, remember to tell your dad and me first."

At night, the dirty water was poured out.

Yingzi lay down next to the bed and stared blankly at the ceiling.

"I feel uncomfortable and worried about my son."

Yang Jianguo put down the book in his hand, pulled the pillow closer to her, and spoke.

"After ten years away, I've finally come back, but I'll be leaving again in just a few days."

“I tell myself that I should be proud of him, that we raised a good son.”

"But I just can't stop worrying."

A mother worries when her son travels a thousand miles, and she worries even if he doesn't travel a thousand miles.

Understanding something doesn't mean you can actually do it.

When can a mother stop worrying about her child?

Even if they were buried in the earth, they would wish they could turn into stars and watch over him.

"It's only a matter of time. As long as he's happy, what else can we complain about?"

Holding his wife in his arms, Yang Jianguo kissed her forehead: "Young birds always have to leave the nest and start their own new families."

Even if that's not true, will he still be with you after he gets married?

"It's good enough if you can come back once a year. It's rare to see each other, so don't find it troublesome."

Hearing this, Yingzi nudged him with her elbow, annoyed, and said, "Who's annoyed? I haven't seen enough people yet and I'm leaving."

Yang Jianguo rubbed his chest and said with a grin, "It's okay, your man is still here. You can look as much as you want, look however you want, he can't be chased away."

Yingzi pushed him, both amused and annoyed, "You, what a character..."

Chapter 478 Ancestral Tradition, Digging Up the Roots of the Masses

Yang Zhiyuan's application has been submitted, but it's unclear when it will be approved.

But one thing everyone knows is that the day of parting is not far off.

Even so, Yang Jianguo didn't have time to pay much attention to his son's current situation.

He's too busy!

Just as the top leader had said, someone from above came to ask for his opinion.

Yang Jianguo's answer was both vague and accurate.

It's vague because there's only one standard; it's precise because there are many standards.

However, this is ultimately just a suggestion!

This is for reference only, and I believe everyone understands this sentiment.

Therefore, Yang Jianguo did not have any expectations.

He simply continued his work, as the replacement production line was about to be returned to China.

Yang Jianguo plans to give this production line, which was acquired from Intel, to Loongson for priority use.

They are developing a nanoscale production line and need more inspiration and technology as references.

Yours and his, all embraced.

They crushed it and kneaded it into a ball.

It can become your own; that's always been the way the world is.

The Eagles did it, the Johns did it, and the Hanss did it.

Yang Jianguo was simply learning from them and felt no remorse for it.

Turn yours and his into mine.

This sense of accomplishment, ah~

Wonderful!

"Boss, the production line imported from Volkswagen has been successfully replicated."

"Based on the initial agreement, we are now confident that we can produce our own car engines."

"However, the proposal met with strong resistance from dealers, who believed their interests would be affected."

If we participate in production, we are disrupting the free market order.

"The order of the free market?"

Yang Jianguo was stunned for a moment, then laughed in anger at those words.

What is the 'order of the free market'? It means that you are allowed to make money, but I am not allowed to make money. That is what we call order.

right? !

"Was the opinion rejected by the public in Shanghai?"

"Yes."

In Shanghai, Volkswagen's Hanscat Santana, priced at 7 yuan, saw its price skyrocket to 18 yuan upon entering the Chinese market.

The total cost for the entire vehicle is over 20 yuan.

Finally, the explanation given was that the salesperson had set prices without authorization and had been dismissed according to regulations.

But now that the price has been announced, the public has accepted it.

Continuing this will damage the organization's credibility, so it's better to just let it go.

Does this reason sound familiar?

What’s it called…

Oh, right, they're temporary workers.

It turns out that this custom has a long history and can be considered an ancestral tradition.

Yang Jianguo sneered and waved his hand, saying, "Ignore them. Since Shanghai doesn't welcome us, let's set up our own car company in Beijing."

"Core technologies cannot be bought, and they can never be bought."

"Therefore, as long as we master the core technologies, we can solve the rest by outsourcing and importing."

Hearing Yang Jianguo's unwavering support, the people below were stunned.

"Boss, what should we call our car?"

“Previously, we produced cars called Jiefang and Jinlong. This time… Great Wall, the Great Wall of Ten Thousand Li.”

"The Great Wall, the Great Wall of Ten Thousand Li, what a good name, what a good name."

The name of the domestically produced sedan brand in Beijing was decided just like that.

The Great Wall is used as the emblem for the car.

However, instead of the outer circle you remember, the logo at the end is decorated with the pinyin 'changcheng'.

In this era, people have a strong sense of national honor and pride.

Before it was completely consumed by unscrupulous merchants, Yang Jianguo wanted to establish state-owned standards with the quality of "striving for excellence".

“Handmade, poach people from Shanghai Volkswagen. They don’t keep the salary down to 80, so we’ll give them 300.”

As soon as Yang Jianguo announced his salary standard, a collective gasp rippled through the room.

A salary standard of 300 yuan is digging up the roots of the masses in Shanghai!

"Go ahead and do it without worry. I'll take care of anything that goes wrong."

Yang Jianguo was truly furious this time.

He was already holding back his anger, and now it was completely ignited.

Damn it, you're addicted to making money while lying down, aren't you?

Fine, then forget about making any money. I'll flip the table for you.

As soon as Yang Jianguo took action, Shanghai was in complete uproar.

Suddenly, complaints and phone calls poured into the capital like snowflakes.

At the same time, various assembly talents attracted by high salaries also flocked to the capital.

Because there isn't even a production line in China that can manufacture door handles.

Therefore, all the parts for the vehicle are imported and then assembled in Shanghai.

This is why Yang Jianguo calls them 'assembly workers'.

However, things are different in the capital city.

They also assemble the whole vehicle using parts, but not all of the vehicles are imported from abroad.

Is the technology for manufacturing door handles difficult?

It's not difficult; Yang Jianguo can lead a team to overcome the technical challenges on his own.

I haven't done frontline work for a while, so I don't know if I've gotten rusty.

After a long day at the research institute, Yang Jianguo returned to his office with his hands covered in oil.

Wu Mei followed immediately in: "Boss, we've received several phone calls today."

"is it?"

Yang Jianguo casually washed his hands with soap and asked, "Is there anything special that needs to be replied to?"

Wu Mei thought about the requirements he had given her before, hesitated, and shook her head, saying, "No."

"That's right."

Shaking the water off his hands, Yang Jianguo smiled and said, "Alright, pack up and go home!"

"No, boss." Wu Mei was genuinely worried about him.

I've been getting so many calls these past few days; it's not a good idea for the boss to keep avoiding me.

If we continue to hide, someone will probably come looking for us.

"okay."

You could tell what she was going to say just by looking at her expression.

Not only here, but even the phone at home is being called non-stop.

Yang Jianguo unplugged the telephone line yesterday afternoon.

Regardless of who is calling, treat it as 'not received'.

In short, we'll drag this out for as long as possible.

If we delay for an extra hour, we might be able to recruit a few more talents.

If Yang Jianguo doesn't seize such a good opportunity, then he's really wasted all these years.

Besides, the top leader can't be on duty right now.

With a new leader yet to take office, he's in a state of 'no man's land'.

If you have a problem, complain to your direct supervisor!

What, you can't find it?