Reborn and refused to support his younger brother Mo, but was chased by his ex-wife and sister

Walking onto the road, Lu Shanhe asked.

"Do you still remember which two wires I connected?"

"Well, you asked everyone to take good care of you at the beginning. Everyone should remember it."

Lu Shanhe smiled and said: "It doesn't matter whether others remember it or not, as long as you remember it, otherwise why would I take you back?"

"Ah? What does Deputy Director Lu have in mind?"

Lu Shanhe said: "Today, just have a good time and drink. Tomorrow morning you go to repair the machine and then have someone report it to Yang Jian."

Zhu Jie said hurriedly: "No, I can't. It's better for you, Deputy Factory Director Lu. If you fix it, everyone will definitely think you are more powerful."

Lu Shanhe said: "More powerful?"

"Yes, everyone will admire you even more."

Lu Shanhe smiled and said: "What's the use of a person being great? Hu Guoxiang is great, isn't he? Hasn't he already joined the company? Ma Dong is great, isn't it? Isn't it about to end? My reputation in the factory is almost the same. You deserve this credit. It’s better to get it than me. After all, there will be many opportunities for us to cooperate in the future.”

Zhu Jie was a little touched. Before he met Lu Shanhe, how could he have dared to think that he could be the workshop director?

But now that all of this has been achieved, Lu Shanhe still wants to give himself such a big credit.

"Deputy Director Lu, I will do whatever you ask me to do from now on."

"Young man, just work hard."

Back at the Quail Hot Pot Restaurant, everyone celebrated until the afternoon. Lu Shanhe paid for everyone to play billiards all afternoon, and then everyone dispersed.

The next morning, Zhu Jie took Zhao Lei and several others to repair the machine. It turned out that he was the only one who remembered how to connect the wires.

Seeing that the machine was running again, the surrounding workers who did not know the truth cheered enthusiastically.

Zhao Lei even hurriedly reported the situation to Yang Jian.

When Yang Jian heard that it had been repaired, he was surprised and happy.

"Repaired? Who fixed it?"

"Zhu Jie."

Yang Jian suddenly thought of what Lu Shanhe said yesterday, but he didn't think it was Zhu Jie who fixed it.

At least it was Lu Shanhe who taught Zhu Jie how to repair.

But since Lu Shanhe planned to let Zhu Jie take credit, he could just follow Lu Shanhe's wishes.

When he came to the workshop and saw the machine running again, Yang Jian smiled very happily and called Zhu Jie to his side.

"Zhu Jie, your current director is temporary, right?"

Zhu Jie said: "Oh, yes, Deputy Director Lu said that the factory has regulations that require him to serve temporarily for a few months."

Yang Jian smiled and said: "With such a big contribution, you don't have to wait a few months. From now on, you will be the official workshop director."

Zhu Jie was so excited that he was speechless. Although one was temporary and the other was official, the work they did was the same, but the wages were different.

The interim director was still paid the salary of a technical worker. Now that he is a regular employee, he can get an extra ten yuan a month.

"Thank you, Director."

Yang Jian smiled and said: "You're welcome, okay, you hurry up and produce."

After saying that, Yang Jiankai happily went back to report the situation to the city. After all, such a big happy event must be made known to the leaders as soon as possible.

As the factory began to resume production and the Quail Hot Pot Restaurant opened normally, Lu Shanhe's life finally returned to peace.

Lu Shanhe received Shen Wei's letter that day, and then he realized that it was almost New Year's Day, and he had not bought anything new for his home recently because he was busy.

So he spoke directly to Yang Jian and went straight to the mall.

In this era, there was no custom of celebrating the Gregorian New Year, but Lu Shanhe still bought some clothes for his parents, as well as some pastries and snacks.

Just as Lu Shanhe was leaving the mall carrying these things, he happened to see Su Jingyu and several classmates walking towards them. Lu Shanhe turned around hurriedly and pretended to dust the motorcycle seat.

After letting Su Jingyu out last time, Su Jingyu sent her deskmate to deliver a letter to her again.

Because there were a lot of things going on recently, the factory had to make arrangements, and there was also something going on at the Quail Hot Pot Restaurant, so Lu Shanhe simply ignored the letter. Naturally, he felt a big headache when he saw Su Jingyu at this time.

Su Jingyu was discussing something with her classmates at the moment and didn't look to the side at all. After all, whenever he turned his head, he could probably see that the figure behind him was Lu Shanhe.

In this way, the four girls came all the way to the mall and stopped.

"Are you sure? If you buy it, you can't return it."

Su Jingyu said: "Of course I'm sure."

"But there are only seven days until New Year's Day, and I can't knit a sweater."

Su Jingyu said: "Just keep working hard, maybe it will be done."

The girl next to me said.

"Come on, an experienced person can't guarantee that he can knit a sweater in a week."

Su Jingyu said: "Knitting a hat is fine too. Okay, don't worry I won't regret it."

"I always feel like you didn't knit it for your dad. To be honest, who do you want to give it to?"

Su Jingyu said: "You are so old-fashioned. My dad works so hard for me. What's wrong with me giving him a gift during the Chinese New Year? Okay, let's go."

After saying that, Su Jingyu took the three girls into the mall, while Lu Shanhe hurriedly rode away.

In the mall, Su Jingyu couldn't pick out anything for a long time, and finally bought the most expensive woolen yarn with the same color as the one Xiaomei gave her.

As for why she bought the same one, Su Jingyu’s idea was very simple. Since she couldn’t choose the color, she would just beat the other person in terms of materials.

Arriving at the home of a female classmate, the girl began to teach Su Jingyu how to knit a sweater.

After knitting a few stitches, Su Jingyu became impatient.

"This is too slow. I think I can just knit a hat."

The female classmate smiled and said, "I told you, how can a sweater be so easy to knit?"

Another girl said: "Knitting hats is not easy either, you have to be mentally prepared."

Su Jingyu asked: "How did you learn it?"

“I watched my mother knitting sweaters since I was little, so I knew how to do it without even realizing it.”

Su Jingyu nodded.

"Speaking of this, I don't think I have ever learned how to play mahjong."

Soon Su Jingyu couldn't hold on anymore.

Seeing Su Jingyu's furious look, the classmate said.

"You just keep knitting it down. It's just this wide and there are few back stitches. Keep knitting it."

Su Jingyu said: "Is there such a narrow hat?"

"What she means is that you can just knit the scarf. As long as the needles are not wrong, we will watch over it for you and everything will be fine."

Su Jingyu's eyes lit up.

"You are still smart."

Su Jingyu's patience was limited, and she soon became dizzy.

"Ah, ah, it's so difficult, can someone help me?"

"The gift for father must be completed by one's own hands, who said that?"

"Every stitch is love, who said that?"

Su Jingyu's face was slightly hot, and she snorted coldly: "One stitch is one square millimeter, and a scarf is so... so... long, how long will it take to knit it? You guys can help me this time, and I will knit it myself next time." "

Seeing that several people were laughing at her again, Su Jingyu directly paid a dollar.

"Whoever helps me, this will be hers."