Quickly dress up: Become a max-level boss and dress up as a poor kid

Director Zhou thought for a while and asked, "Which one do you want to dismantle?"

Their family has a black-and-white TV that has been used for several years, which is placed in his and Li Ying's bedroom, and a color TV that has just been in the house for more than a year, which is placed in the living room. He prayed that Xiaobao would choose black and white. After all, color TVs had only been around for three years, so it wasn't easy for him to get one.

however.

"Color TV."

Director Zhou: "..."

"Dad, a famous scientist once said that the reason why I can see farther is because I stand on the shoulders of giants. Compared with black and white TV, color TV is taller."

Director Zhou: "..."

It actually sounds reasonable.

He looked at Zhou Xiaobao, who had an expectant look on his face, and saw that the child was not walking well, her whole body was crooked, and her whole body weight was almost pressing on him, as if he was dragging her along. And because she kept squeezing him, the path between the two of them had gone further and further away. At first, they were still in the middle of the road, but now they were almost in the bushes.

Director Zhou reached out to lift the child.

"Stand up straight. Walk well."

An Lan jumped and straightened up. The next second, she held Director Zhou's arm and fell down, trying to hit Youyou.

Director Zhou was almost dragged down by her.

He stood firm, pulled Zhou Xiaobao up from his squatting position, and said, "Bao, you are not a child now. Dad can't touch you anymore."

"Can I dismantle the TV?"

"Dad has no objection. But, dad alone can't make the decision on this matter. You have to ask your mother and sister. After all, dismantling the TV is not a trivial matter. As long as they agree, I have no objection."

Now I pray that Aying and Qingyan can hold the line of defense!

"Hahaha, mom said the same thing. As long as dad and sister agree, she has no objection."

Director Zhou: "..."

"Then you ask your sister?"

"My sister said that as long as my parents agree, she has no objection."

Director Zhou: "..."

Are their family members so unprincipled and bottomless? Or does no one want to be a villain? But he should be blamed for allowing the child to dismantle the TV?

But it’s not enough if he doesn’t memorize it.

He could never refuse Zhou Xiaobao.

"Come on, then take it apart."

"Great! Thanks dad."

Director Zhou discussed with her: "Next time you have this kind of problem, you should ask me first, and then ask your mother and sister."

Although there is no difference in the final result, as the first person to be questioned, he does not have to bear the responsibility of demolishing the home.

At worst, everyone takes turns to bear the responsibility.

An Lan: "...I don't!"

Director Zhou: "..."

Hey! You're such a lousy kid, don't leave your dad alone!

The two chatted all the way back home.

As soon as An Lan entered the door, he shouted: "Mom, we are back."

Li Ying is busy in the kitchen.

"It's a little late today, go wash your hands and eat."

"Ok."

An Lan said it once while eating.

"Mom, I made an oven today. I will use it to bake delicious food in the afternoon. I will send it to you when it is baked."

"Okay, then I'll eat less for lunch and leave some room for your baked goods."

"Yeah, yeah. I'll bake you a cake."

"Okay."

In order to show their trust and expectations for their daughter, Li Ying and Director Zhou only ate a little, which was less than half of the normal amount.

After dinner, Director Zhou cleared the table, washed pots and dishes. The division of labor between him and Li Ying had been clearly defined. Li Ying cooked and he took care of the cooking. He used to help, but now, the work after dinner is entirely his own, and Li Ying won't help.

An Lan found a leather bag and put something in it. Flour, eggs, milk powder, oil, sugar, yeast, sieves, ceramic plates, there are so many things that they can’t be contained in one bag.

Li Ying had no choice but to bring her another bag and ask her to separate the food and tools.

When I went to the workshop in the afternoon, Director Zhou rolled out a three-wheeled bicycle from his small warehouse. It was the same style as the sidecar motorcycle, except that it had no power and was purely artificial. This was modified by Director Zhou himself when Qingyan and An Lan were young, making it easier for them to play with their children.

Later, the children grew older and the sidecars could no longer fit in, but the car still remained. In fact, most of the things the sisters used when they were children are still there.

Director Zhou put the two bags in the sidecar and asked An Lan to sit in the back seat of the car. In order to prevent the eggs from being broken, the two of them rode slower than walking.

When they arrived, Lao Zhao and the experts were already waiting there.

As soon as they met, Lao Zhao said: "You two are really lazy."

"You are too fast. We eat at the normal speed. Xiaobao packed up some more things and brought them over."

"Okay, okay, let's get started. I'll help Xiaobao. I know all the work in the kitchen."

Director Zhao is eager to give it a try.

That afternoon, An Lan turned the third workshop into a gourmet kitchen. First, they baked sweet and soft chiffon cakes, cookies, and ribs, which Director Zhao brought.

The aroma was so filling that even experts who didn't pay attention to their appetite couldn't hold back and ate a lot. After each item was baked, An Lan would give a little to Director Zhou to run errands and give it to Comrade Li Ying.

People's hearts in the third workshop were "fluctuating", and many old employees who had a good relationship with Director Zhao came to inquire.

"Old Zhao, what are you doing?"

Lao Zhao swallowed what was in his mouth, put his hands behind his back, and said very seriously: "We have developed a new product and are testing it!"

Employees: "..."

After the function of the oven was confirmed, An Lan was asked to write a paper explaining in detail the working principle of the oven and the technology involved.

An Lan: "..."

What a mistake, I still write this thing!

She lied: "I was just playing around, thinking this might be feasible. I only know a little bit about the theory, but I can't write a paper."

Director Zhou looked at her sympathetically. Since she made this thing, no one else can really do it for her. Besides, if someone else were to write a paper based on her work, then whose work would it be?

It's better for the children to work hard on their own.

"Bao, then read more books, study systematically, and then write. With your learning speed, it won't take long."

A group of people nearby echoed: "That's right."

An Lan: "..."

Director Zhou said: "If you need any books, dad will find them for you."

An Lan frowned and said, "No need, I already have all the basic theories I learned before."

Lao Zhao said bluntly: "So you just want to be lazy."

An Lan and Director Zhou both glared at him! This man really can't speak!

Lao Zhao hesitated, took two steps back, and reached out to take away the last piece of ribs.

He didn't know what other people were like, but he, Lao Zhao, didn't even eat a bite of food at noon because of this oven.

An Lan went to Factory Director Zhou's study again, checking information and writing the paper. Occasionally, he also went to discuss with experts. It took him three days to finish the paper. She really didn't know how to delay the process. After all, the basic principles involved in the oven were quite simple.

After she finished writing, Director Zhou selected two experts to be her instructors. Although self-taught sounds impressive, in fact, what everyone trusts more is the "famous teacher guidance".

The two experts were a little embarrassed at first.

"This is Xiaobao's personal research result. The two of us have done nothing, how can we covet this credit?"

But Zhou Zhang bluntly said that he did not want to give them credit, but wanted them to endorse An Lan's professionalism.

"Speaking of which, it was Xiaobao and I who caused trouble for you two."

The two experts readily accepted the offer and joked with Director Zhou: "No matter how much trouble we have, we won't have it too much."

Director Zhou had an image of his color TV being dismembered in his mind, and said with a strong smile: "Thank you very much, I may have to trouble you all later."

Two experts became interested.

"Really? What is she busy with?"

"I'll tell you when she's done."

He still doesn't know whether it will succeed or not, so how can he just yell out about it? How embarrassing would Xiaobao be if the research failed?