Jian Yuelan nodded, "Yes, my dad always says I am short-sighted."
Li Mingwei laughed loudly when he heard this, and said to Lin Yuanchao, "Comrade Xiao Jian also said that she is short-sighted, but I think she is very shrewd."
"If you are smart, you won't come to me."
Li Mingwei was a little surprised when he didn't expect such an answer from Lin Yuanchao, but he didn't say much. Instead, he looked at Jian Yuelan and said seriously, "Heroes come from young, and the development of this country will depend on you in the future."
Good guy, when you come up with such a big proposition, does it mean pushing her out and roasting her on the fire?
"I don't dare to respond to your words. I am a self-employed person."
Too lazy to continue to test him with words, Jian Yuelan got straight to the point, "If you have any tasks, just give them to me. I will do my best if I can handle it."
If she can't do it, don't count on her.
She didn't say this, but Li Mingwei understood the meaning.
He sighed inwardly, she was indeed that grandson's wife, if nothing else, her temper was really difficult to control.
Li Mingwei smiled bitterly and said, "Xiao Jian, why do you think you are so direct? I have no chance to play the emotional card with you."
Lin Yuanchao raised his eyebrows. This chess piece made some wonderful moves, but it was a pity that he found the wrong person to play chess.
Jian Yuelan didn't know what he was thinking. She spread her hands and smiled helplessly.
Seeing this, Li Mingwei also gave up the idea of playing dark cards and directly played bright cards.
"I want to ask you, can your customization industry become bigger and stronger?"
Jian Yuelan realized that this person saw the high price of her clothes and wanted to expand production capacity and directly export to earn foreign exchange.
The country is in urgent need of foreign exchange, but it is difficult to earn foreign exchange.
High-tech industries have nothing to do with them, cheap industries...
Forget it, she couldn't think about it. When she thought about it, she hated herself for being too insignificant and unable to do anything.
"We can become bigger and stronger, but not now."
Taking a deep breath, she suppressed her sad emotions and tried to keep her voice calm as she said, "The manpower can't keep up, the raw materials can't keep up, and the craftsmanship can't keep up either."
"When these things catch up, we already have other industries to earn foreign exchange, and the era of countless shirts being exchanged for a big plane is over."
Li Mingwei was silent. Is there really such a day?
Half an hour later, Jian Yuelan and Lin Yuanchao left Li Mingwei's office.
He stood at the window and looked down, watching the two people gradually leaving, and sighed softly, "There is a long way to go, it really is a long way to go!"
Jian Yuanlan was riding her bicycle all the way. The wind blowing against her face gradually dissipated the depression in her heart. She sighed, "It's difficult, it's really difficult."
"Will be fine."
Lin Yuanchao, who was sitting in the back seat, heard her words, his eyes swept over the pedestrians and bicycles on the street, and he seemed to be holding back a fire in his chest and said fiercely, "It has been so difficult for us in the past, and it will only get better in the future.
"
"Xiao Jian, you have to have confidence."
"I have confidence."
But confidence cannot stop the difficulties now and even in the next twenty years or so.
Make money, make a lot of money.
Only by making a lot of money can we have the capital to invest in talents, medical care, technology, etc.
"Uncle, you go back to the Friendship Store later, and I'll go find Uncle Lu."
Lin Yuanchao said, "Do you have new styles?"
"No."
"Then why are you looking for him? It's not time to pay the bill yet."
It's true that she didn't arrive, but who said she went to Lu Guowei just to settle the bill.
"Let's discuss winter clothes."
Lin Yuanchao heard the sound and looked at the summer clothes he was wearing, and then at the lesbians wearing short-sleeved skirts. He was silent for a long while and said -
"It's only a few days until August, and you want to buy winter clothes?"
"Winter is coming soon in the north."
Looking at the seasons according to the climate of Anseong, there is no need to wear winter clothes. Wearing a thin cotton-padded jacket in winter will make it cold.
There are only a few historically low temperatures, and most of the time the temperature is normal. Death by cold is a matter of luck.
"When does winter begin in your hometown?"
"It depends on the place. In some places it will snow in September, in some places it will snow later."
Lin Yuanchao calculated the time and found that according to what she said, the time was actually quite tight. It was really time to put winter clothes on the agenda.
"Okay, you can drop me off at the Red Star Garment Factory later."
"Do you want to leave the bike for you?"
"Need not."
If you want a bicycle, go directly to the hospital for a physical examination after leaving Hongxing.
However, this physical examination could not be completed because by the time she came out of the Red Star Garment Factory, it was almost dark.
I can only go home first and wait until tomorrow.
When she got home, she found cats meowing and dogs barking. Jian Yuelan, who suspected that she had entered the wrong house, backed out, looked at the eaves and then at the stone lions, and then entered the house again after confirming that she had gone the wrong way.
Just look at nine pairs of big round eyes.
"Mom, why did you come in and go out?"
The child looked at her with doubtful eyes, Jian Yuelan smacked her lips, "Mom thought she went to the wrong house."
Who would have thought that she just went out and came home with two more dogs, and her son was still playing the suona.
Thinking of the suona, she wondered, "Where did your suona come from?"
"Mrs. Ji gave it to me."
The child immediately became happy when he mentioned his musical instrument.
"Mom, let me play the tune of birds flying to the phoenix for you to listen to."
Um?
"Can you still watch a hundred birds paying homage to a phoenix?"
"meeting."
The child nodded affirmatively, and Jian Yuelan immediately sat on the chair in surprise, "Hurry up and play it for Mom."
Oh my God, her son is so awesome. He can even play the tune of birds and the phoenix, which is better than her and Lao Ye.
"Mom, don't cry so hard."
The child raises the suona, and the milky sound reminds him of it.
Jian Yuelan kept saying no. Seeing this, the child took a deep breath and puffed out her chubby cheeks before blowing.
"beep--"
A sharp, harsh sound suddenly sounded, followed by a series of sharp sounds like a train whistle.
Jian Yuelan, "???"
Jian Yuelan, "..."
The smile on Jian Yuelan's face froze, and she watched her soul float out.
Heaven and earth, what mistake did she make to deserve to be tortured like this by her own son?
Is this a hundred birds paying homage to the phoenix?
This is to send her away.
"Son, please stop for a moment."
Pulling back the wandering soul, she twitched the corner of her mouth and said to the stopped child, "Do you like to play the suona?"
The child thought for a moment and said, "It's okay."
This means that it’s okay to blow or not to blow.
She felt relieved. Since her son didn't need the suona, she could strike hard.
"Mom thinks you are not suitable for playing suona."
She taught children songs before, but after listening to them she thought it was her imagination. After all, such a young child could not have any sense of music. Maybe it would be better if she were older.
When she heard his suona sound today, she realized that it was not an illusion, but that her fat son really had no sense of music at all.
No wonder he can sing "Little White Rabbit" into noise.