1978: Female educated youth, don’t want an illiterate husband

The two factory managers, one big and one small, returned to their factories and, quite tacitly, kept quiet.

The old factory director dared not make a sound!

Once word gets out, all those old guys in the factory will definitely swarm to him, wanting to get in through his connections.

Cheng Xuemin was eager to go home and tell his wife, Feng Jiayou, the good news.

So he didn't stay at the factory for long. He said goodbye to Wang Yang and drove home.

As soon as I entered the courtyard, I saw Feng Jiayou playing with a squirrel in the yard.

Yenching University has entered exam week again and winter break is approaching. All the main courses have been completed long ago, so Feng Jiayou has plenty of time to raise her son at home.

When Feng Jiayou saw Cheng Xuemin return, she quickly went up to him and asked, "Why are you back so early? Is something good happening?"

Cheng Xuemin pulled her into his arms and praised her with a smile, "Wife, you're so smart, you guessed it right away!"

"Huh? Is there really good news?!" Feng Jiayou's face showed extreme astonishment upon hearing this, followed by repeated excited and expectant questions, "Tell me, tell me, what good news is it?"

"Then you guess first, my wife!" Cheng Xuemin showed off, letting his wife guess first!

Feng Jiayou was dumbfounded upon hearing this, and said with a sullen laugh, "How could I possibly have guessed that? You didn't give me a single hint!"

"Regarding the experimental field I mentioned earlier!" Cheng Xuemin pointed in a direction, gradually leading the way.

"An experimental field?!" Upon hearing this, Feng Jiayou's eyes lit up, and she boldly guessed, "Could it be that the idea of ​​an experimental field has been decided? And you, Xuemin, are going to oversee it?"

"Haha, if you ask me, my wife, you're so smart! You thought of it as soon as I reminded you!" Cheng Xuemin couldn't vent his excitement at the Yan Film Studio, but he didn't have so many worries when he was at home with his wife.

Then, with great excitement, he said, "Yes, it's settled in the lake area!"

"We want to establish an Oriental Culture and Art Film Production Branch under Yanying Film Studio, with me as the director and absolute autonomy!"

"Really?!" Feng Jiayou's eyes lit up instantly. She pushed him away, jumping up and down excitedly, and asked, "Then Xuemin, you're suddenly the factory director? And you're granted absolute autonomy? What kind of privileges do you get?"

"Independent project initiation, independent filming, independent overseas distribution, self-financing... In short, we at Dongchang have all the benefits that Yanying Film Studio doesn't have, the benefits we want to fight for, and the benefits that China Film Group is unwilling to give up!"

East Factory?

Cheng Xuemin spoke with great excitement, but then he used an abbreviation, which made Cheng Xuemin suddenly feel that something was wrong.
How did it suddenly become the Eastern Depot? Isn't that a eunuch secret service?

Ok!

When Cheng Xuemin was naming the factory, he really didn't expect that it could be shortened like this!

"Wow, wow, wow... this sounds really amazing! He's even more amazing than the old director of your Yanying Factory!" Feng Jiayou's eyes were practically sparkling. She never expected her man to be so capable, becoming the director of a factory.

Moreover, this factory director sounds even more powerful than Wang Yang, the old factory director of their Yanying Factory!

"No, no! The old factory director is a department-level official, while I, the director of this small branch factory, am only a deputy department-level official!" Cheng Xuemin quickly corrected his wife when she compared him to the old factory director, so as not to mislead her or become a laughing stock.

"What?! Deputy Director-General level?!" The speaker meant no harm, but Feng Jiayou was shocked to hear this. Her husband had become a deputy director-general? She asked incredulously, "Xuemin, you...you...you really got promoted again, to deputy director-general?"

"Uh... I think so! Old Wu talked to me today and seemed to have mentioned the Eastern Depot's level. It was indeed a deputy director-level unit!"

"No way!? Really a deputy director-general... then... then that means you're already on par with my dad?!" Feng Jiayou's face was filled with utter shock and disbelief as she exclaimed repeatedly, "Xuemin, you're a deputy director-general?? But... but you're only twenty years old!"

At the age of twenty, she had already caught up with her father, Mr. Feng's, level. How could this not surprise Feng Jiayou, her daughter?
How could she not let Feng Jiayou, as her daughter-in-law, feel excited and proud of her husband?
"Haha, isn't that right? It's a deputy director-general position! Old Wu told me personally that the document will be issued by Haizi in a couple of days." Cheng Xuemin laughed and said, "Also, a secretary will be sent down from above. I will mainly be in charge of business. In the future, we will be able to make our own movies and handle overseas distribution ourselves."

Feng Jiayou was so excited that tears almost streamed down her face. She leaned into her husband's arms and kept saying:
"That's great! That's great! I'll tell my parents tonight, and they'll be overjoyed!"

"What are we having for dinner tonight? We have to celebrate properly! I'll go buy a chicken and make some chicken soup to celebrate!"

"No need for all that trouble, we can just eat whatever we have at home." Cheng Xuemin was eager to celebrate, and after glancing around to make sure no one was there, he said with a smile, "How about we go back to our room and have a proper celebration while no one's home?"

"Oh my god! In broad daylight... Ugh... Okay, okay, put me down now, or the little squirrel will fall!"

But Cheng Xuemin didn't care about day or night. There was no one else at home, and his grandparents had gone out for a stroll.

So I definitely need to steal half a day to have a proper celebration with my wife!
Cheng Xuemin was only in his early twenties, which was the golden age when he needed to eat three meals a day. In addition, with his physique that was subtly tempered every day, he would feel restless if he didn't have sex twice a day!

Cheng Xuemin carried Feng Jiayou back to the room, the room filled with the enthusiasm of young people.

By the time the two of them finished getting ready and stepped out of the room, the sun had already set.

Feng Jiayou's face was still flushed. As soon as she stepped into the yard, she saw that her older sister Cheng Wenxiu and her family had already returned to the backyard.

Her face instantly turned even redder, and she said shyly, "Sis, don't cook tonight, let's eat in the front yard. I have something important to announce later!"

"Uh... Jiayou, you're home?! I thought you were still in school, looking for the little squirrel!" Her older sister, Cheng Wenxiu, whether she knew or pretended not to, was also surprised to hear Feng Jiayou's words and asked, "What big news is there to announce? Tell me what it is!"

"Wait, wait, we'll talk about it all together. Anyway, it's great news! Sis, you and brother-in-law, remember not to start cooking! I'll call Xuemin right now to go to the restaurant and get some groceries to go!"

Feng Jiayou fled from the backyard and came to the front yard, where he found that his elder brother Feng Jiazhao had also returned. His sister-in-law Ke Yumei, who was out for a walk, was sitting on a stool picking vegetables with her pregnant belly.

Second sister-in-law Sun Juan, along with her younger sister Feng Jiamo, Feng Liwen, Feng Liqin, and Qingwa, were all gathered in front of the television, watching it!

Feng Jiayou quickly stepped forward, her voice still tinged with excitement, and said to her grandmother in the kitchen, "Grandma, we're not cooking tonight. I'll have Xuemin go to the restaurant and get some takeout to eat later!"

"I have some great news to announce tonight!"

Ke Yumei swayed the vegetable basket in her hand, looked up and asked with a smile, "What good news? Look at how happy you are, all excited!"

"You'll find out soon enough!" Feng Jiayou deliberately kept everyone in suspense, then turned to Cheng Xuemin and shouted, "Xuemin, hurry up and go to the Overseas Chinese Restaurant near the Overseas Chinese Apartments, and get a pack of their braised pork knuckle, roast goose, and sweet and sour fish, and also buy a roast duck! We're going to have a good celebration tonight!"

Cheng Xuemin smiled and agreed, picked up his coat and walked out, thinking to himself, wasn't the afternoon's celebration enough?

But I also know that this is a rare opportunity!
The food at the Overseas Chinese Hotel is famous for its authenticity; they usually wouldn't be so extravagant.

Today we're benefiting from the Eastern Depot's generosity, so it's time for the whole family to have a good time.

Just as Cheng Xuemin stepped out, Mr. and Mrs. Feng pushed their bicycles in. Hearing their daughter's hurried voice from outside the yard, Mrs. Feng couldn't help but ask, "Jiayou, what's all this fuss about? Buying roast duck and calling your sister's family? Is there some good news from Xuemin's side?"

There was also a hint of expectation in Mr. Feng's eyes.

Ever since his son-in-law Xuemin returned from Bolin, Haizili has been uncertain about his future plans.

Although Yanying Film Studio is temporarily transferring him, it is not a long-term solution. Parents always hope that their children can have a stable future.

If all else fails, going back to Peking University to study and teach is better than being temporarily transferred to Peking Film Studio without any official status!
As Feng Jiayou wiped the table, she laughed, "Mom, don't worry, let's wait for Xuemin to come back and I'll tell you all at once! I guarantee it'll be amazing news, even bigger than when my older brother sold the script and made seven thousand yuan!"

When these words reached the ears of her sister-in-law, Ke Yumei, her heart skipped a beat.

A few days ago, her husband made more than 7,000 yuan selling scripts, and she specially arranged a feast to express her gratitude to her brother-in-law, Cheng Xuemin.

But only two days later, how come there's an even bigger good thing?
She secretly tugged at Feng Jiazhao's sleeve, her eyes full of doubt: "Do you know what's going on? I didn't hear you say anything."

Feng Jiazhao scratched his head, looking bewildered: "How would I know! Today, Xuemin and the old factory director were both called to the lake. But they didn't stay at the factory for long after they came back, and I didn't even have a chance to ask them."

However, judging from Jiayou's attitude, Xuemin probably has some big plans in store.

There's probably a big plan going on, but we don't know just how big it is!
This made Ke Yumei, the eldest sister-in-law, quite hopeful.

It took Cheng Xuemin a while to return, carrying large and small bags of groceries.

As soon as the aroma of roast duck entered the courtyard, the three little ones, Feng Liwen, Feng Liqin, and Qingwa, surrounded them, craning their necks and shouting, "Uncle, Uncle, is it roast duck? I want to eat duck legs!"

Cheng Xuemin smiled and handed the roast duck to Feng Jiayou, then placed the braised pork knuckle and roast goose on the table. The aroma filled the entire courtyard instantly.

Feng Jiayou quickly plated the dishes, and soon the table was full.

Braised fish, braised pork knuckle, roast goose, roast duck, and a few refreshing side dishes—it felt like Chinese New Year.

But the Feng family members had no appetite at the moment. They were all staring at Feng Jiayou, waiting for her to announce the good news.

Sister-in-law Feng Jiamo couldn't hold back any longer. She grabbed Feng Jiayou's arm and shook it, urging, "Sister, hurry up and tell me! Tell me what good news it is!"

"Is it related to your brother-in-law? Could it be that you're pregnant again?"

What the hell!

That sentence was so impactful. I just celebrated with my brother-in-law all afternoon.

That night, Feng Jiamo, in a fit of pique, blurted out whether she was pregnant again. Feng Jiayou, utterly embarrassed, smacked her on the head and scolded, "You brat, what nonsense are you spouting!"

Cheng Xuemin also looked over with a questioning look, wondering if his wife had another one.

Seeing her man staring at her like that, she gave him a disgruntled look and said, "I don't want to get pregnant again right now. I have to wait until I graduate from Peking University."

Feng Jiayou was right. Now that they had the unexpected baby squirrel, they had no plans to have another one anytime soon.

It has to be after graduating from university, right?

Anyway, they're taking precautions now; the condoms her husband brought back from Bolin are indeed very convenient to use.

Uh... I didn't let her think too far ahead!

Feng's mother glared at Feng Jiamo in annoyance, asking, "Why are you having so many babies now?"
My grandson is only half a year old, and my eldest daughter is about to give birth. If my daughter is young and then has another baby, my mother and grandmother will be exhausted.

He quickly steered the conversation back on track, urging Feng Jiayou, "Alright, alright, ignore her! Jiayou, get to the point! Has Xuemin's arrangement been finalized?"

As soon as Madam Feng said this, the courtyard fell silent instantly. Even the three little ones stopped eating and stared at Feng Jiayou.

Mr. Feng also put down his wine glass, his eyes full of anticipation. He had actually suspected something for a while, but he hadn't dared to think too much about it.

Feng Jiayou cleared her throat, deliberately slowed her speech, and said with barely suppressed pride, "Mom, you guessed right! Xuemin's arrangements are finalized!"

"In Haizi, a pilot area will be set aside at Yanying Film Studio to specifically generate foreign exchange from film production. A new studio has also been established called the 'Oriental Culture and Art Film Production Branch,' with Xuemin as the director to oversee all operations!"

"Factory director?!" Mr. Feng's wine glass wobbled, spilling a little wine on the table without him noticing. "Xuemin's become the factory director? A branch factory under Yanying Factory?"

“Yes!” Feng Jiayou nodded, paused deliberately, and looked at the expectant eyes of the whole family before continuing, “Moreover… this branch factory is at the deputy director-general level! Xuemin is now a deputy director-general level factory director, the same level as you, Dad!”

"What?! Deputy director-level official?!"

The chopsticks in Mrs. Feng's hand fell to the ground with a clatter. Her eyes widened in disbelief as she looked at Cheng Xuemin and asked:

"Xuemin, you...you're at the deputy director-general level now? The same level as your father?"

Mr. Feng was also completely stunned. The wine glass in his hand stopped in mid-air, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

He toiled his whole life, only reaching the deputy director-level position at nearly fifty years old, but what about his son-in-law, Cheng Xuemin?
She's only in her early twenties!

If this gets out, the entire city of Yanjing will be in an uproar!

“Dad, Mom, it’s true!” Cheng Xuemin quickly stood up, his voice tinged with shyness, and said, “Old Wu talked to me today. The branch factory is a deputy-department-level unit, and he wants me to take charge of all aspects of the work. He also said that the document will be issued in a couple of days.”

"My God!" Feng's mother, having regained her senses, grabbed Cheng Xuemin's hand, tears welling up in her eyes. "Xuemin, you've really made something of yourself! It hasn't been that long, and you're already on par with your father!"

Mr. Feng finally put down his wine glass, a rare smile appearing on his face. He nodded to Cheng Xuemin and praised him:
"Great, great! Xuemin, you're amazing, truly amazing."

He then offered further advice: "However, the responsibilities of a deputy director-level official are not light. You must be more prudent in your work in the future and not let down the trust placed in you by your superiors."

"Dad, don't worry, I know." Cheng Xuemin nodded and said, "I've already mentioned it to Old Wu, and I'd like to ask the higher-ups to send an experienced comrade to oversee things and help set the direction. I'm afraid I'm not experienced enough to keep things under control."

Upon hearing this, Mr. Feng nodded in satisfaction:
"The fact that you can think this way shows that you've matured. It's good that young people are energetic, but with the help of older colleagues, they can avoid many detours."

The brother-in-law, Feng Jiazhao, finally realized what was happening and raised his glass to Cheng Xuemin: "Xuemin, no, now I should call you Director Cheng! I'd like to toast you!"
"You'll have to mentor me more often in the future, so I can benefit from your success and write more great screenplays!"

“Brother, what are you saying?” Cheng Xuemin smiled and clinked glasses with him, saying, “We’ll still need you for the scripts for the branch factory in the future. If we work together, we’ll definitely be able to get the branch factory up and running.”

The meal lasted until very late. When Cheng Xuemin and Feng Jiayou returned to the Overseas Chinese Apartment,
Once the lights in the room are turned off, the celebration continues, the dancing continues, and the revelry continues!
Feng Jiayou initially begged for mercy in a low voice, saying that she was tired enough from the day's activities, but she couldn't withstand Cheng Xuemin's superhuman strength.

After all, he had a physique honed daily, and at just over twenty years old, he was full of energy. Coupled with the excitement of becoming a deputy director-level factory director, he celebrated until late into the night.

It's also possible that he's giving back to his wife, Feng Jiayou; otherwise, at this intensity, most women wouldn't be able to withstand it.

This is a good thing!
After only a few hours of sleep, Cheng Xuemin had to get up; it was time to get to work for the day.

When he arrived at Yanying Film Factory, the old factory director called out to Cheng Xuemin downstairs from the window, "Director Cheng! Director Cheng! The documents have arrived!"

Damn it! ?
This early in the morning, the old factory director is acting a bit frivolous!
When the old factory director called out "Director Cheng" at first, Cheng Xuemin didn't react much. Other employees who heard the old factory director call out also stopped in their tracks, wondering which Director Cheng the old factory director was calling.

It seems their Yanying Film Factory doesn't have a deputy director surnamed Cheng. Could he be a new one?
"Hurry up, Xuemin, I'm calling you! The official documents from Haizi were just delivered by Secretary Yang!"

"Hurry up, hurry up!"

Seeing that Cheng Xuemin was still confused, the old factory director Wang Yang quickly called out to him.

"Huh?! Me?!"

Cheng Xuemin rolled his eyes and realized that they really had called him, leaving him both amused and exasperated!

"What Factory Director Cheng? Xuemin, what do you mean by Factory Director Cheng? Which factory is he from?" Liang Xiaosheng stepped forward, not wanting to be too puzzled, and asked the question that all the employees present were wondering about.

Then, with another unastute guess, he asked, "Xuemin, could it be that the higher-ups have arranged for you to directly succeed the old factory director?"

"This...this...isn't this a little too fast?"

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