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

"Hey, who is this?"

When Chen Guoxing returned home from the factory, the anger in his chest still could not be relieved.

"Okay, there's no need to get angry with irrelevant people. She just sees that your legs are inconvenient and you can't run, so she wants to come over and hug you. When your legs recover, you can't afford to offend and you can't hide, so you can run away. that is."

Song Fuyu made two cups of tea and placed one cup in front of him.

"My broken legs are really in the way at critical moments."

Although the leg is not healed yet, the hand has almost recovered.

In mid-November, I went to the hospital for a check-up and the plaster on my hand was successfully removed.

"Oye!"

"I can finally step down from my position as assistant to the director of the steel plant."

Song Fuyu was even more excited than Chen Guoxing, the client. During this period, she almost thought that she was working in the steel factory, helping to review and approve a large number of documents. Except for the final signature and seal, which was not hers, she had to go through everything else first. hand.

Now that these days are finally coming to an end, I am so happy!

"Let's celebrate by having a hot pot tonight."

"Niece, look at your uncle, I have no merit but hard work. As for dinner in the evening, I..."

"Come! Come all!"

"Lao Zhou, you go home later and call Zhuye, Xiaoxiao, Xiaohe and the others. Let's have a good time as a family tonight."

"After such a long time, Fuyu has only seen Zhuye, and Xiaoxiao and Xiaohe have never seen each other."

"Okay, when they get out of school, I will take them to your house."

"Niece, you have to work hard for dinner."

"It's not hard work. The hot pot base ingredients are already fried before. It's not tiring to wash some vegetables and cut some meat."

Dad's hands-on ability and observation level are very weak in life-related matters. He can't notice anything extra at home.

He bought it himself, and he often doesn't remember it, let alone things that haven't passed through his hands.

When she goes back and smuggles something out of space, he will never notice it.

"I won't go to the factory today. I'll go home and rest."

"That's for sure. It's my first day out of office, so I can't have any fun."

Even if her father didn't tell her, she had no plans to work in the factory today.

"There are a total of six people tonight. Do you want to go to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy some food first?"

"No, we have all the food at home."

"Grandma Zhou sent a big basket of vegetables grown in their own courtyard the day before yesterday, but you forgot."

"Hey, look at my memory. I'm so old. I forget things as soon as I turn my back."

She said that her father didn't know much about the things at home, and he didn't even know what was in the kitchen.

Now that I think about it, fortunately, Director Zhou would come to his house frequently for the things I sent him before, otherwise they would all go bad.

"I'll go back and prepare things later, and then go to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy drinks later."

"Don't you have malted milk at home?"

"You should drink soda or soy milk when eating hot pot, not malted milk!"

When she got home, she first took out the hot pot base ingredients, and then took out some fresh shrimps to make shrimp balls.

Everything else is basically ready-made, just clean it and put it on the plate.

Thinking that my father couldn't eat spicy hot pot, I took out another chicken and stewed a pot of chicken soup to make a clear soup.

"What did you cook? Why does it smell so delicious?"

"You can't eat spicy chicken soup, right?"

"My hands are healed. I should be fine if I eat a little."

"Whether something happens or not is not up to me. You can ask Uncle Zhou later. He is your attending doctor. He said it is okay, and I have no objection."

"ask him?"

"That old-fashioned guy of his will come to you as soon as he agrees."

"There's nothing you can do about it. As long as he doesn't agree, you can only rinse the soup pot."

"You yourself said that hot pot that is not spicy has no soul! And you still let me eat it!"

"Hey, who made you a patient?"

At 05:30, the Zhou family’s family of four came over carrying gifts.

Chen Guoxing stood by the door with a cane to greet him.

"Hello, Uncle Chen."

"Hey, hello, come in quickly."

"I'm having another delicious experience today. Before I even entered the door, I could smell the spicy smell. Just smelling this smell makes me want to drool."

"Old Chen, is Xiao Yu in the kitchen? I'm going to help."

Zhou Longbin's wife Gao Zhuye put down her things and went straight to the kitchen.

"Xiaoyu, thank you for your hard work today."

"Aunt Gao."

"It's really not hard. I only washed and cut the vegetables. Most of the things are ready-made."

"Is there anything I can help you with?"

Gao Zhuye has rolled up his sleeves and is ready to help.

"The dishes are almost ready, only the seasonings are left. How about you peel two heads of garlic for me?"

"Okay, I can do this kind of work."

"Xiaoxiao, Xiaohe, come over quickly and help peel the garlic."

Not even a minute after Zhou Xiao and Zhou He sat down in the living room, they were called to the kitchen.

"Let me introduce to you, this is your sister Fuyu."

"Help my sister."

"Hello, nice to meet you."

"Xiaoxiao, your sister Fuyu is less than three years older than you and less than [-] years old. Now she is the director of a clothing factory, and her sales volume is similar to that of the steel factory where your uncle Chen works."

"Sigh~~"

"so smart!"

Both siblings were shocked.

They grew up in Heng City, and the steel factory was their pillar industry in Heng City, which was often mentioned in newspapers. In the entire Heng City, most people are proud to work in the steel factory, which is enough to prove its status in everyone's hearts.

It’s almost the same as the sales of steel plants, which is simply unimaginable.

Stars suddenly lit up in Zhou Xiao's eyes when she looked at Song Fuyu.

There is a difference of more than two years, and she is already the director of a large factory. She is still a freshman in high school, very confused about the future, and has no idea what she should do after graduation.

"Sister Fuyu, did you run the factory yourself?"

"Not entirely, I have a partner."

"Is it okay as long as you find someone to cooperate with?"

"This... is not necessarily the case. If you have the ability, you can choose to do it yourself."

"Is it difficult to set up a factory?"

"It's hard to say. There are so many factors involved."

"I also want to be a big factory director like Uncle Chen in the future."

Zhou He's idol since childhood was not his father, the director of surgery, but Chen Guoxing.

Only the patients know his father, but Uncle Chen is known to almost everyone in Heng City, and he also wants to be someone everyone knows.

"come on."

"The most important thing for you now is to study hard. When you master the knowledge and skills that are enough to become a factory director, I believe you will be even more powerful than your Uncle Chen in the future."