Travel through the 70s, marry the king of soldiers, and become the richest man with space

"Uncle Li, if you have something to do, can't you tell me tomorrow?"

"Xiao Yu just came back, and you don't even let her take a break. It's simply unjust."

As soon as he entered the door, Yan Ziyuan couldn't help but complain to Li Yunhua.

The other party is not annoyed either. He knows very well what this kid is thinking. He just thinks that the old man is delaying the time they spend together as a couple before they get married.

"I'm afraid it's not God's fault, it's your Yan Ziyuan's fault. Xiao Yu didn't say anything, but you are the only one who likes to chirp."

"You have nothing to do here, get out quickly."

"Don't think about it!"

"Wherever my wife is today, I will be there. No one can separate the two of us."

He pulled a chair for Song Fuyu like an uncle, and then sat down himself.

Li Yunhua called Song Fuyu here mainly for studio matters.

"I have temporarily arranged for two people to be on duty at the studio every morning and evening, and they are responsible for the safety of the studio. Patrols will also be stepped up at night to prevent anyone from causing trouble."

"If there is not enough manpower, we will increase it depending on the situation."

The security here has nothing to say. Except for someone stealing vegetables twice before, there has never been any other treachery.

But don't be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of the worst. After all, this small studio, the size of three mobile rooms, carries projects worth hundreds of millions. Not to mention two people, even twenty people are not enough.

"As long as it doesn't disturb the employees' work, I have no problem with it."

"Don't worry, your people will go to and from get off work as usual. They will not monitor their behavior. They mainly maintain the security of the studio and the safekeeping of things."

Uncle Li will make moves, and Song Fuyu expressed his satisfaction.

At least she could relax when it came to safety. If there is a problem in the studio in the future, someone will take care of it for her, and the responsibility will not fall entirely on her.

"Uncle Li, is there anything else?"

"Um...just..."

Li Yunhua looked at her eagerly, wanting to say something but feeling a little embarrassed to say it.

"Daughter-in-law, let's go, he has nothing to say anymore."

Li Yunhua knew Yan Ziyuan very well, and Yan Ziyuan also knew him.

The two were uncles and nephews as well as superiors and subordinates, and they spent a lot of time together. Before getting married, it was common for Yan Ziyuan to have dinner at the Li family.

"Hey! You kid, why do I have nothing to say?"

"Then why are you so stubborn?!"

"Aren't I a little embarrassed to say it?"

"Uncle Li, you want to ask about money, right?"

"Yes~"

After being guessed by Song Fuyu, Li Yunhua breathed a sigh of relief. Talking about money with a junior was so embarrassing!

"Part of the balance payment from foreign customers has been received. As for the 5.00% from our side...well...you know..."

"What I have here is in your father's hands?!"

"Well, that's right for now."

"The dividends promised to you were remitted from dad. You can ask him."

"Yan Changsheng, that bastard! He actually lied to me!"

"He called me a few days ago and I specifically mentioned it to him, but he said no!"

"No, I'll call him now and ask him!"

It was originally agreed that the dividends would be received in about half a year, but now it has been seven months... I'm sorry for trusting him so much, but in the end I was deceived... I'm so angry!

In fact, the money was indeed in Father Yan's hands, and I never thought of teasing him. The main reason was that the money allocated to the military region had to be shown to the leader above. But he is currently not in the country, so we can only wait until he comes back.

When we came out of Uncle Li's office, it was already time for dinner.

Song Fuyu was a little tired, but Yan Ziyuan didn't want to waste time, and finally decided that the couple would go to the cafeteria together for today's dinner.

On the way from the office to the cafeteria, Song Fuyu said hello all the way, her face almost frozen with laughter.

"It's a mistake. You should go home and eat."

So many people greeted her along the way, and when they entered the cafeteria, there were even more people.

"Why don't you wait for me here, I'll go to the cafeteria to pack the food, and we can go home to eat."

"Alright~"

"Wait for me here, I'll be back soon."

Yan Ziyuan quickly ran into the cafeteria and came out with a lunch box in less than 5 minutes.

"go!"

"Today we have braised pork, and there are braised eggs in it. Lao Yu knew you were coming back, so he specially beat two more eggs for me, and even more potatoes."

Although Song Fuyu didn't eat much in the cafeteria, Lao Yu, who was serving food, was very impressed by her.

Others thought their hands were shaking when cooking, but she was different. When everyone asked for more meat, the more the better, she asked for more potatoes, and asked the chef to help her remove the fat from the vegetables.

After returning home, Yan Ziyuan held the lunch box in one hand and held Song Fuyu in the other. He pressed her against the door and gave her a "long-lost" deep kiss.

"Daughter-in-law, you miss me so much."

"I miss you too."

"Then why don't you call me."

"Before I went, I agreed to call me every two days. In so many days, you only called me three times in total."

When he said this, Song Fuyu felt that he was about to turn into a weirdo. A grown man in his 20s seemed a little aggrieved.

"Why didn't I realize you were so love-minded before?"

She pinched the soft flesh on Yan Ziyuan's waist and said with a smile.

"Love brain? What do you mean?"

"It is a concept where love is supreme. As long as there is a partner, all the thoughts will be put on the other person. Some people will even lose themselves."

"Is it not good?"

"It's really hard to say."

"You are my wife, and I only have love for you."

"I have to go on missions most of the year. If you really think about it, the time I spend with you is only a little, not a lot. The time I don't go on missions is rest for me. What did I do by myself before? It doesn’t matter, now that I’m married, I naturally hope to spend more time with you and give you all my time.”

"Compared to you, I feel like I've neglected you."

Maybe it's because I have been single for 29 years without a lover or family. This has led her to form a workaholic mode. Whenever she works, she will devote herself to it and doesn't like to be disturbed.

"It's ok."

"You don't have to be the only one waiting for me at home, I can also wait for you at home."

Between them, it is impossible to measure whose work is more important, or whether it is equally important. They all shine in different fields to become better versions of themselves.

"When you're not at home, I'll just look at the photos, but of course it would be better to get a phone call."

"Speaking of photos, why do you always carry them with you? How dangerous!"

One more photo, one more face, and one more risk of being identified.

"Don't worry, you will only bring your photos with you if you are on a very low-risk mission. This kind of mission does not even require you to carry firearms and equipment. As long as there is the slightest bit of danger, it is impossible for me to take your photos with me on adventures."

Yan Ziyuan is the type who is very clingy when at home.

Once he walked out of the house and there was no Song Fuyu around, he was more calm and ruthless than anyone else.

In Mrs. Liu's words, only when Xiao Yu is around, he is more humane.