A soft-waisted educated youth has sex with a loyal dog and a rough guy in the 1960s

Chapter 1135 Opportunity
The phone call lasted for half an hour.

When dinner was served, Fu Jingyou was still chatting with someone.

Lu Yuanzheng sat at the table, raised his chin towards his son-in-law and asked his daughter:
"A call from home?"

Lu Miao shook his head and served food to the children at the table one by one:

"No, it was my former educated youth friend who called. The one who went to the Northeast for a banquet last time."

Lu Yuanzheng asked again:
"How did your educated youth friend ask him to answer the phone?"

Lu Miao said: "It was her husband who asked to see Brother You. Her husband also seems to be studying engineering. He might be discussing work matters with Brother You."

Lu Yuanzheng nodded and said nothing more.

Seeing that the food had started to eat, Fu Jingyou told Sun Youcheng to send something over and then hung up the phone.

Tang Mei had already served him some rice. He walked to the table, pulled out a chair and sat down next to Lu Miao.

As soon as I picked up the bowl and chopsticks, I heard my wife ask:

"What have you been talking about for so long?"

Fu Jingyou shook his head, picked up a piece of food for his wife, and then picked up another piece for his daughter:

"Let's talk upstairs after dinner."

Lu Miao nodded.

After dinner, Lu Miao went upstairs to take a shower and came out of the bathroom with her hair loose.

Fu Jingyou sat with his legs apart on a corner of the coffee table, using lipstick glue, or solid glue, to cut red paper and stick together red envelopes.

She was wandering around the room, and Fu Jingyou glanced at her.

By the time she lazily sat on the sofa with her legs crossed, he had already taken the time to go into the room and get a blanket.

The upstairs is different from the downstairs, there is a floor heater.

The only heating on the second floor is the wall connecting to the main courtyard below, which has a hollow fire wall design.

It can bring some of the heat from the floor heater upwards, but the overall temperature is definitely not as high as downstairs.

Fu Jingyou wrapped Lu Miao tightly in a blanket like a swaddling baby.

Lu Miao glared at him with lychee eyes:
"I'm leaning against the wall of fire. I'm not cold!"

She said what she wanted to say. Fu Jingyou was quick and decisive. He stubbornly pulled the blanket tightly around her chin and said:
"You just took a hot shower. Your body is warm now, so of course you can't feel cold. It will be too late if you feel cold later."

Lu Miao looked at him with amusement as he chattered.

When he sat back down and got busy again, she tiptoed to grab the remote control not far away and chatted with him while changing the channel:
"What did Sun Youcheng say to you at that time? Why did he talk on the phone for so long?"

"Nothing. When I went to Harbin Institute of Technology with him, we talked about each other's work. He came to me this time because he thought I was still working in the equipment factory. They were doing research and development of a new express train and had a set of parts that they couldn't find a factory that could produce accurately, so he asked me if I could do it."

Lu Miao frowned slightly.

This is an opportunity...

But the problem is that Fu Jingyou had already resigned from the equipment factory.

Lu Miao asked: "Can our own factory produce it?"

Fu Jingyou shook his head, not completely sure:

"I don't know yet... I told him the actual situation and asked him to send me a copy of the parts drawing if he couldn't find anyone there and it didn't involve confidential information. I'll give it a try."

Try to give it a try. If it doesn't work, then it won't work. But what if it works by accident?

Lu Miao nodded his chin, rolled up the blanket and moved closer to him:
"I don't know much about your factory, but we still have some conditions. If you need to expand your business, you can take a look at it. If you really buy it, it will expand the market."

Fu Jingyou smiled tenderly and nodded gently:
"Okay, I'll keep an eye on it."

Lu Miao hummed, leaned on the sofa beside him with a pillow in his arms, and chatted with him about something else:

"Are these red envelopes distributed to the factory?"

"Yeah." Fu Jingyou nodded, and added: "The ones for the children are also here."

"How much does each person get paid?" "The factory pays five yuan."

It's just a way of wishing good luck.

Fu Jingyou used to work in an equipment factory for a while, so he knew which small parts were relatively popular in the market.

He also learned a lot about some ways to gain cooperation.

But the hardware factory he owned was just a small one after all.

Most of the people working down there are apprentices and can't do much.

Most of the time I can only rely on him and Dandan.

Although the factory has opened for business, after deducting labor and various expenses, the break-even income is only two to three hundred yuan per month.

Fu Jingyou feels a bit stressed as he hasn't developed into anything yet.

Another thing is, it’s okay to put an extra piece of money in the red envelope given to Dandan during the Chinese New Year.

After all, it's the eggs that do the most work.

The others are still apprentices.

If you get all kinds of high salaries and subsidies during your apprenticeship and develop a big appetite, then when you finish your apprenticeship and face a fixed salary, you may not be able to settle down and work hard...

What he was thinking made sense. Lu Miao thought there was nothing wrong with it, so he continued to chat with him in a low voice:

"It's my last day of work tomorrow. I guess I'll be fine after I go to the Ministry of Foreign Trade across the street in the morning. What about you? When will the factory close?"

Fu Jingyou said: "There aren't many things to do during the year, so it's not a big deal to go there every day. Besides, it's my own factory, so I can do more, but I can't give it to outsiders."

Lu Miao stretched out his foot and gently kicked his lower back:

"But don't get too tired!"

Fu Jingyou shook his head and laughed:
"Don't worry, I know what's going on."

The couple were talking in low voices when the festive sound of gongs and drums came from the TV:

"The second Spring Festival Gala will open at 7 o'clock in three days on CCTV. This gala will continue the audience on-demand model of the first Spring Festival Gala and will also introduce opera performances. We welcome the general public to participate in the online on-demand program..."

Fu Jingyou: "The second session? The first session was held last year? How come there was no news about it then?"

Lu Miao: "The Spring Festival Gala is only on New Year's Eve. Didn't we go back to our hometown last year? Where did you go to listen to the news?"

Fu Jingyou snorted and laughed: "That's right... It's still something that allows you to call in and order programs online. It's quite strange. Let's see what happens this year."

They chatted for another half an hour, until they had received enough red envelopes, and then the couple went back to their room to sleep.

Besides, the next morning, Fu Jingyou got up early, had breakfast downstairs and went to the factory.

Lu Miao slept until half past eight.

I got up slowly, washed and dressed, fixed my hair, and chose clothes and a scarf.

By the time I went downstairs, ate a small bowl of dumplings dipped in vinegar water and went out, it was already 9:20.

She put her hands in her pockets and crossed the road leisurely.

When we arrived at the gate of the Ministry of Foreign Trade, it was just 9:32.

Lu Miao and Wang Yuehua had agreed to meet at 10 o'clock. He originally thought he would have to wait a while, but as soon as he stepped onto the second step at the door, Wang Yuehua came out of the revolving door:

"Director Lu!"

Lu Miao was caught off guard and was startled by the sudden sound.

When she saw clearly that it was Wang Yuehua, she calmed down a little:

"Come so early?"

Wang Yuehua smiled and said, "I just got here. It's windy outside. I can get some shelter from the wind by going inside..."

Lu Miao nodded without saying anything, walked in front and led Wang Yuehua back into the hall.