Spring Breeze Twenty Years

Chapter 1138 Who knows who to call?

The next day, the family saw all the guests off, then sent a car to take Secretary Li to the Provincial Party Committee. Xiao Wei's family considered their battle won. It was over.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, then realized it wasn't a big deal, and life went on as usual.

Xiao Hong got up, got ready, and went downstairs. Xiao Wei's mother was in the kitchen. Xiao Hong leaned against the doorframe and asked, "Auntie, what's for breakfast?"

The auntie turned to look at Xiaohong and said with a smile, "Why are you still calling me 'Auntie'? Haven't you gotten used to it?"

Xiaohong said, "I also want to call her 'Mom,' is that okay? We all live together, how would anyone know who I'd call? Should I add her surname?"

The aunt paused for a moment, thought for a moment, and said, "That's true, your family's situation is special. The in-laws live together."

Xiaowei's mom said, "Call her whatever you want, it's all the same. No matter what you call me, I'm still her mom. I'll make you some wontons, something light for breakfast. Where's Xiaowei still sleeping?"

Xiao Hong said, "You're up! You got up earlier than me. You're combing Bei Bei's hair now."

Xiaowei's mom asked, "What did you two do today?"

Xiao Hong said, "I'm fine. I still have half a month left on my honeymoon. Xiao Wei might be going to the brewery; I think he's doing trial production."

Xiaowei's mother said, "If you have some free time, you two should go back to your hometown and pay respects to your ancestors at their graves. Getting married is a big deal, so go and pray for their blessings."

Xiao Hong scratched her head: "Alright, anyway, it's only right to visit graves."

Xiaowei's mother leaned over and whispered, "Are you planning to get pregnant?"

Xiao Hong said, "What kind of mother-in-law asks her daughter-in-law this?" which earned her a slap in the face.

After breakfast, Xiaowei and Chen Hui went to the brewery, Xia Maosheng and Uncle Wang went to work, and Chen Xiao, Geng Hui and Aunt Wang went to the company. It was the end of the year, and the finance department was busy again.

Old Chen had an appointment outside, so he went out in the company car.

Xiaowei's mother looked around and said to Xiaowei's father, "It's just the two of us, two idle people, nothing will happen."

Xiao Wei's father stood up and said, "Of course we should! We should go to the specialty shops, but you've never bothered to do that."

Xiao Wei's mother slapped her thigh and said, "Fine, I'm the only one with nothing to do."

Aunt Chen laughed and said, "We're already thinking this kind of life isn't enough for us. You're just taking your blessings for granted."

Xiaowei's mother took off her apron, hung it up, patted herself off, and said, "If you're free, then so be it. I'll just take care of the child. How many more days can you two stay?"

Aunt Chen said, "Look at Old Chen, he can't stay idle anywhere. He's leaving tomorrow morning, the plane tickets are already booked. You'll have to take good care of the kids from now on."

Xiaowei's mother said, "They're all so easy to take care of, why bother?"

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When Xiaowei and Chen Hui arrived at the brewery, the production manager Ji Jun, the technical manager Dai Shucheng, and the power equipment manager Wang Zhiquan had already arrived and were talking to Fred, the leader of the German delegation.

The two sides were talking at cross purposes, yet they still chatted quite happily.

As soon as Xiao Wei and Chen Hui arrived, everyone stood up, shook hands, exchanged a few pleasantries, and then left the office together.

The third-place finisher whispered, "Xiaowei, this Japanese soldier is incredibly skilled. Let's see if there's any chance he can stay."

Xiao Wei said, "Stay? Impossible. Do you know how much he earns? In our terms, that would be over ten thousand a month, and he'd easily get sick from the change in environment. The differences between the two countries are too great."

The third-place finisher shook his head: "What a pity."

Xiao Wei said, "There's nothing to regret. I believe you guys will be better than him in the future. We're not any worse than him."

The third-place winner liked hearing that, but still shook his head: "We can't compare, there's still a gap."

After checking each part, Fred nodded, indicating that they could begin.

At his command, Chen Hui switched on the power, and the equipment began to operate.

Actually, this is just a formality. It's a long time before the wine is actually made; it will take at least twenty days.

After a while, with all the processes running smoothly, Xiaowei and his team returned to the office and opened champagne. Foreigners really like that.

After taking a sip of champagne, Fred paused for a moment, then gave a thumbs-up, feeling that these Chinese guys were quite generous, having prepared authentic French Pinot Noir champagne. It wasn't until he learned through the translator that they had wineries in the Marne Valley—a winemaking mecca—that he truly felt respect.

Then the communication between the two sides became smooth. Actually, I feel that foreigners are quite chuunibyou (a Japanese term for people with delusions of grandeur), which is interesting.

Once the equipment is running, it will never stop. Apart from regular inspections and maintenance, it basically runs continuously year after year.

After opening champagne, they treated Fred's team to a Chinese meal and arranged for a car to take them to the airport.

Xiao Wei, Chen Hui, and Factory Director Ji took another stroll around the factory, chatted for a while, and then left. The two of them went outside and walked along the Hun River under the winter sun, taking a look at the construction site.

The riverside walkway has been renovated, featuring a stone base and wooden platform. The foundation is built with large stones, and thick, preservative-treated solid wood planks are laid on top. The railings are a combination of stone and wood; using only stone would appear too rigid, while using only wood would be unsafe.

The trail winds its way along the riverbank all the way to the Dragon King Temple Bridge, with a row of willow trees planted along the side, and then a road.

The park and other building areas are located to the north of the highway.

The two drove along the snow-covered driveway all the way to the Dragon King Temple. The exterior of the temple had been repaired, and now the interior was being maintained and painted.

The entire Hun River has frozen into a huge block of ice, and many people are playing on the river, using ice skates, ice blades, ice tops, and sleds. Every now and then, someone falls onto the ice, eliciting a burst of laughter.

The entire framework for the park, including the paths, is already in place. Now, we just need to wait until spring to move some large trees over and install some equipment, then the park can open to the public.

The villa area has been topped out but the walls have not yet been sealed. The elevator community has more than 20 floors. The staff residential area has five floors below the ground floor and walls have been sealed. Seven or eight floors have been built above it.

Chen Hui said, "Next year, this area will be quite lively, with several thousand families moving in at once."

Xiao Wei shook his head: "It won't be that fast, it'll probably take two or three years. There are over a thousand households along the riverbank, and our apartment building has nearly two thousand. How many of them are wealthy? And the staff area isn't open to the public. Can't we use this activity center as an exhibition hall?"

Chen Hui, looking at the kindergarten area, said, "It's feasible, but a bit out of the way, and there might be traffic problems. Besides, you can never have too many of these things; they're always busy. Haven't you noticed how many exhibitions are popping up all over the country these days? People just love these kinds of things."

Xiao Wei said, "The kindergarten must open in the spring to catch up with the spring enrollment. Could you urge them to open?"

Chen Hui said, "I'm urging them. Have you spoken to your aunt about having her come and manage things?"

Xiao Wei said, "No, I haven't thought about it yet. My mom is just a rural housewife. Is it really feasible for her to manage such a big kindergarten all at once? I don't think it's very reliable."

No extra update today, taking a break. The data for "Old Tales of Maple City" is doing well, thank you all for your support, especially to Lao Dao and Zhongqiu Yueming. Lao Dao's "I'm Really Not a God" and Zhongqiu Yueming's "I'm Really a Rich Second Generation" are both books I'm currently following; they each have their own style, are quite readable, and have delicate writing. You should check them out.

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