Siheyuan: Rebirth of a comfortable life starts with Shazhu

He Yuzhu originally thought that as he got older, he would be troubled by household chores.

But I never imagined that he would feel anxious and worried about the continuation of his career.

He was very afraid that his successor would fail to live up to the current favorable situation.

This has led to a cycle of decline for the development of the CNC Institute.

The key point is that he has started to reconsider the successor he had chosen in the previous years.

His two henchmen, Chen Yong and Xiao Qian, were not really suitable to take his place.

He Yuzhu was born in 1935 and is almost fifty years old.

At his level, he could theoretically retire at 65.

Actually, it could have been later.

It seems too early to consider a successor.

But He Yuzhu knew his own limitations. He felt that if he continued to sit in the position of principal of the CNC School, it would not be a good thing for the development of the entire school.

He is not a professional in CNC machining, and he lacks foresight in scientific research and teaching development.

He didn't even know what the next step should be.

So what He Yuzhu has been thinking about most lately is who would be more suitable to take his place if he were to resign in advance.

Xiao Qian is good at miscellaneous tasks and is a very good housekeeper.

Chen Yong, on the other hand, has in-depth knowledge of CNC machining. If he were given a leadership position, he shouldn't go astray.

But the key point is that Chen Yong is about the same age as him.

When he finished living through the 1980s and was thinking about applying for retirement from his superiors...

By then, Chen Yong had probably retired earlier than him.

As experts and scholars, we can arrange for them to be rehired.

It would be inappropriate to try to push him to the next level.

However, He Yuzhu has recently set his sights on one person – Zhang Chaoyang.

This kid has ideas and drive, but I don't know if he can be tempered by the ups and downs of society.

Will they be willing to take over this business in the future?

On the contrary, the so-called workplace hierarchy or promotion channels are the least of their worries, given the Zhang family's background and He Yuzhu's support.

That's how the world is. The position that He Yuzhu struggled for his whole life to obtain is something that some people can easily get.

It all depends on whether the other party is willing to take it or not.

He Yuzhu got out of the car at his doorstep. His back was slightly hunched, a fact that he himself hadn't noticed.

Hearing the children laughing loudly inside, He Yuzhu couldn't help but smile.

There's no other reason than his eldest grandson has come.

Before He Yuzhu even entered the door, he shouted at the top of his lungs, "Hey, who's here at our house?"

"Grandpa!" a loud voice called out, and as the door opened, a small figure bumped into He Yuzhu's thigh.

He Yuzhu quickly bent down and picked up the chubby little baby, kissing him on both cheeks, which made Song Fang giggle.

He Yuzhu felt that this scene was a kind of reincarnation.

It seems like it was several years ago when he returned home, and He Yuan led twins wearing tutu suits to greet him.

"father···"

"dad···"

The handsome man and beautiful woman stood up together and greeted He Yuzhu respectfully.

He Yuzhu's smile remained unchanged as he looked at the much more mature Xiao Song and asked, "What brings you here? Are you done with your work?"

Xiao Song nodded and winked at He Yuan.

He Yuan understood and stepped forward to take Song Fang from He Yuzhu's hands, saying, "Come on, let's go upstairs with Mom to see Uncle."

Let's go spank Uncle's bottom.

"Okay," Song Fang replied in his childish voice.

He Yuzhu was a little dumbfounded. It seemed his son-in-law had made a very big deal this time. Even the children had to stay away.

He hung his bag on the coat rack and walked towards the study with his hands behind his back.

Xiao Song silently followed He Yuzhu in.

Once the study door was closed, Xiao Song chuckled softly, "This discussion went very well, but we almost made a fool of ourselves."

When the external relations department made the arrangements, they put both companies in the same hotel.

They almost met.

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You know what, these two companies, although they both use high technology like a hot air blower, are actually quite generous when it comes to paying.

The Lion family uses our Silkworm-style weapon as a brick, and the Persian Cat family uses our **-2 as a projectile.

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Also, that rich family has been pestering us for two years.

The higher-ups finally relented.

We reached a deal with them. If the two sides fight any further, we'll agree to sell the large eggs.

The bottom price they gave me is..."

Xiao Song gestured with one finger to He Yuzhu, then chuckled and said, "I was thinking of mentioning this number to them too, but the unit of measurement will have to change."

"So, you have to pay in US dollars, right?"

During this time, Xiao Song was in the desert, making a living by supporting three different businesses.

If you give the Lion family a few large flying chickens, you'll definitely have to give the Persian Cat family a few bundles of flying chicken spray.

There were quite a few jokes and misunderstandings.

According to later military enthusiasts, it was a battle fought by two countries with the world's most expensive weapons.

In the future, our northern neighbor would use firecrackers worth millions of yuan to shoot down drones worth tens of thousands of yuan. In fact, in recent years, both the desert families have been operating normally.

Of course, they mostly used firecrackers worth hundreds of thousands of yuan each to shoot down armored vehicles worth hundreds of thousands of yuan each.

For example, the Persian Cat family asked us to buy **-2, which is specifically designed to attack the Lion family's bunkers and armor.

According to customer feedback, those things are quite useful.

They could easily succeed with an anti-tank firework costing tens of thousands of dollars, but they insist on using a large firework costing millions of dollars.

You could say that both families prioritize human life.

It's not that bad; quite a few people died at both families.

Both sides have done this many times: newly purchased armored vehicles, just assembled into combat teams, would be attacked by air and then run away, leaving a batch of new equipment bought with real money behind.

They don't care about money; they just throw money around recklessly.

I reckon even the big thugs wouldn't sell them their stuff.

They could also fight each other for days while holding gold nuggets from the bank.

He Yuzhu couldn't help but smile slightly as he listened to his son-in-law's cryptic words.

Although he was an advisor to Xiao Song's workplace.

But if it weren't for this father-in-law/son-in-law relationship, there are some things he shouldn't know.

It's like the story of a rich family buying large eggs.

Logically speaking, He Yuzhu shouldn't have known.

Actually, when the wealthy family first came to persuade us, our family was already thinking of agreeing.

Our experts have already done the math on the Lion and Persian cat families.

If the two companies continue to fight, our company can probably reach a scale of tens of billions in the military industry.

As mentioned earlier, our current GDP is only around 300 billion.

Therefore, our family really wanted to earn this windfall.

But that's just how things are; it's not like we can just sell whenever we want to earn money.

We also have to consider the opinions of other thugs. (End of Chapter)