Siheyuan: The beauty Xueru Huizhen, the birds are jealous

"Cousin, you must be careful." Zhou Rong held Yang Ming's hand tightly, her eyes full of reluctance.

"Don't worry, I will take good care of myself." Yang Ming smiled and patted Zhou Rong's head. "But you, study hard and don't let me down."

Zhou Rong nodded, tears welling up in her eyes. She looked up at Feng Huacheng, but found that his eyes were a little complicated. Her heart tightened. Could it be that there was something between her cousin and Director Feng that she didn't know about?

The train started slowly, and Yang Ming stood at the door of the carriage, waving goodbye to everyone. His eyes wandered between Zhou Rong and Feng Huacheng, and his heart was full of expectations. He knew that this trip was not only to help Feng Huacheng run for the position of secretary, but also to let Zhou Rong see Feng Huacheng's true face.

The train went farther and farther away, and the people on the platform gradually dispersed. Feng Huacheng watched the train disappear into the distance, but his heart could not calm down for a long time. He knew that he owed Yang Ming a big favor, but he also understood that this incident might cause a rift in the relationship between him and Zhou Rong.

Yang Ming stood on the platform of the train station and said goodbye to everyone. His "cousin" patted his shoulder and said, "Yang Ming, have a safe trip." Zhou Rong stood aside, her eyes slightly red, she bit her lip lightly, as if she wanted to say something.

"Rong'er, this is for you." Yang Ming handed her an exquisite little box, "And this is for your family."

Zhou Rong took the gift, tears welling up in her eyes. She suddenly threw herself into Yang Ming's arms and hugged him tightly: "Yang Ming, thank you, thank you for being so kind to me."

Zhou Rong's tears wet Yang Ming's clothes. He patted her back gently: "Rong'er, don't cry. Parting is for a better meeting. We will see each other again in the future."

Zhou Rong raised her head and looked into Yang Ming's eyes. She felt unprecedented warmth and comfort.

A ray of light illuminated the haze in her heart.

"Yang Ming, you said it very well." Zhou Rong gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes. She was a literary girl and was always particularly sensitive to poetic words. "Did you come up with this sentence yourself?"

Yang Ming scratched his head, a little embarrassed: "Actually... I saw this when I was reading a book before, and I thought it was quite suitable for the current situation, so I used it."

Zhou Rong smiled, she felt that Yang Ming's honesty and frankness were even more lovable. She decided to write this sentence down as a source of inspiration for her literary creation.

The train started slowly, Zhou Rong and her classmates sat in the carriage, looking out the window at Yang Ming who was getting farther and farther away. Her heart was filled with reluctance and expectation.

Yang Ming informed Zhou Rong's family of her return date in advance. When the train slowly pulled into Guangzipian Station, Zhou Rong's family had been waiting on the platform for a long time. When they saw Zhou Rong getting off the train, they all came forward to greet her.

On the way home, Zhou Rong told her family about her experience in Sijiucheng. She mentioned her pen pal Feng Huacheng, and originally thought he was a mature, humorous, and gentle person. However, accompanied by Yang Ming, she saw another side of Feng Huacheng - greedy and servile. This caused a huge gap between her expectations of Feng Huacheng.

In comparison with Feng Huacheng, Zhou Rong realized more deeply that Yang Ming was excellent and sincere. He not only took good care of her, but was also more mature and reliable than Feng Huacheng in dealing with people. She began to re-examine her feelings for Yang Ming - perhaps, her feelings for him were more than just friendship.

Amid the hustle and bustle of the train station, Zhou Rong's figure stood out.

She was dragging her heavy luggage, but her face was filled with joy of returning home.

Zhou Rong couldn't stop crying when she saw her family after a long absence. She hugged her mother tightly and told her every detail of her life in Beijing.

"Mom, I brought some goodies back this time." Zhou Rong smiled mysteriously and took out an exquisite box from her bag. "This is a gift from Brother Yang Ming. He is now the director of a steel mill. He is very impressive."

The family sat together and opened the box, which contained exquisite jewelry and clothing. The mother touched the gifts, her eyes full of gratitude: "Yang Ming is really thoughtful. Our family owes him a lot."

Zhou Bingyi and Zhou Bingkun also gathered around, listening to Zhou Rong's story about Yang Ming's glory in Sijiu City. Zhou Bingkun's eyes sparkled with envy, and he secretly made up his mind to study hard and go to Sijiu City to make a living in the future.

At this time, Yang Ming was busy at the steel mill. As the factory director, he was not only responsible for daily production management, but also had to keep an eye on market trends. As the year was coming to an end, he was even busier.

"This year's production task was successfully completed, and sales also hit a record high~." Yang Ming said at the year-end summary meeting, "This is inseparable from everyone's hard work. In the new year, we must continue to work hard and strive to reach a higher level."

The subordinates applauded and showed respect for Yang Ming's leadership and the achievements of the steel mill. Yang Ming knew that behind these achievements were the efforts and contributions of countless workers day and night.

Zhou Rong, who was at home, also heard about Yang Ming's brilliant deeds in the steel mill. She was filled with admiration and gratitude. She knew that without Yang Ming's help and support, she would not have achieved what she has today in the city.

"Brother Yang is such a good man." Zhou Rong said with emotion, "He is not only successful in his career, but also always cares about us old friends. I am really grateful to him."

Zhou Bingkun was also inspired by Yang Ming. He was determined to study hard and try to get into Yenching University. Even if he couldn't get his wish, he would try his best to get into the city and see the world.

"I also want to be a promising person like Brother Yang." Zhou Bingkun said firmly.

The family expressed their gratitude to Yang Ming. They knew that Yang Ming was not only a successful businessman, but also a loyal friend. They looked forward to repaying Yang Ming's kindness in the future.

Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye it was the 1960s. Under the leadership of Yang Ming, the steel mill continued to grow and develop, and Zhou Rong, Zhou Bingyi and Zhou Bingkun also achieved remarkable results in their respective fields.

Whenever the Zhou family recalls the time they spent with Yang Ming, they feel extremely warm and grateful. They know that it is Yang Ming's love and support that have made them what they are today.

"The one-factory system means centralized power, clear responsibilities, and quick decision-making." Yang Jianguo often explained this to the workers. However, he was also well aware of the drawbacks of this system - too much concentration of power and a lack of effective supervision mechanisms. He often thought about how to maintain efficient decision-making while keeping power under reasonable constraints in the dead of night.