70s factory beauty, transform villain cubs to become rich

Chapter 454 He Yuan's Work
He Yuan smiled and pinched her cheek. Regardless of whether she was fat or thin, she finally seemed more energetic now.

When he returned to his room after showering, his hair was still dripping wet. Seeing that Chen Qing was still awake, he stared at her with his dark eyes, his pupils deepening: "Aren't you tired?"

"I'm tired!" Chen Qing quickly said. She really couldn't keep up with his energy. Under such intense work conditions, she decided to postpone it for now and talk about their sex life after the Canton Fair. "I want to chat with you, just chat."

"Okay." He Yuan casually sat down to dry his hair with a towel.

Chen Qing wanted to punch him. "What kind of attitude is that?"

He Yuan looked at her and smiled, his eyes softening and the corners of his mouth turning up. "I was wrong, go ahead and tell me."

Chen Qingbai glanced at him, but then leaned closer and said, "I don't really have anything important to say, I just wanted to talk to you. What have you been up to lately?"

She was under a lot of stress and emotionally depressed recently, and He Yuan was often scolded by her, which was quite pitiful.

Now that her tension has eased a bit, she wants to hear what he's been up to lately.

He Yuan's eyes held a doting light: "Compile teaching materials and compile statistics on the CNC equipment that has been suspended nationwide. After your Canton Fair ends, I will most likely have to travel all over the country to help them apply their equipment to their work. I will receive a service fee for helping the technical department recently."

Chen Qing felt that he was always busy, busy, busy, without ever stopping: "When will you be able to relax a bit?"

"I don't know."

He Yuan had previously wanted to dedicate himself to studying trucks, but his idea was rejected.

As arranged by the leadership, it is hoped that he can do vertical work in the future. CNC machine tool production has already started, but the equipment is a cutting machine tool, which is equivalent to the equipment of foreign countries in the 1960s. Last year, Japan became the number one in Asia, and the leaders are racking their brains to develop equipment. They asked him to study it, and at the same time, they hope that he can lead his team to innovate and surpass Japan!
Currently, the CNC machine tools in China are all outdated foreign equipment. Even with outdated equipment, those foreigners are only responsible for selling them and not for repairing or teaching them. His urgent task is to revitalize CNC machine tools and find innovative solutions from them.

He Yuan has been feeling a bit anxious lately, realizing that he's not good at innovation.

For example, with CNC machine tools, he was able to develop them only after seeing the equipment and having an idea in his mind.

However, Japan refused to sell them the latest equipment from last year and kept a close watch on them, so he couldn't get any information and had no way to start.

As for the United States or the most industrialized country, they are completely ignored.

When we are being held hostage, the tasks assigned by our leaders come to us.

The previously agreed-upon right to independent innovation is not valid; all work must prioritize national interests.

He Yuan rubbed his temples: "I hope I can keep busy."

"What's wrong?"

Chen Qing asked softly.

He Yuan then told her about the current predicament: "The team I lead consists of the best researchers in CNC machine tools in China. If we don't strive to innovate, we will always fall behind, but I haven't set a direction for them yet."

He was like a headless fly, imagining many possible outcomes, but still couldn't come up with anything.

Seeing his confusion, Chen Qing, though unable to fully empathize, put herself in his shoes and felt as if she were being assigned by her teacher to solve a math problem she had never seen before.

They are responsible for setting the questions and solving them, and the key is that the questions and solutions they set must shock the world.

Chen Qing felt a chill run down his spine just thinking about it.

She really thought He Yuan had a strong ability to withstand pressure.

If she hadn't asked him today, he would have acted like nothing was wrong. Before, she was under a lot of pressure, and he had to take care of her.

But she couldn't help him with his problem at all.

Chen Qing felt sorry for him and hugged him, saying, "I don't know what to do either."

He Yuan pulled her into his arms and gently rubbed her hair: "I'll handle it."

Work is work.

Life is life.

He Yuan made a very clear distinction.

Chen Qing looked up at the man in front of her and said, "I won't ask you if you don't want to talk about it in the future, but if you want to talk about it, you can wake me up even if I'm asleep and let me vent your stress to you. That way, no matter how bad you feel, at least you'll have someone by your side."

He Yuan's pupils trembled slightly: "Okay." The night outside the window seemed endless. Inside the house, the couple slept in each other's arms. Gradually, the streetlights in the alley went out, and the sky began to lighten with the first light of dawn.

A squeak——

He Yuxiang pushed open the door and went to the kitchen to boil water to prepare for washing up.

While boiling water, he went to the backyard to prune the branches of the starfruit tree.

Grandpa Wang said that as long as the starfruit trees bloom this summer, they will be ready to eat in November.

Because the starfruit trees might bear fruit this year, He Yuxiang had high hopes for them, so he carefully pruned and watered them.

"Brother, I had a dream last night," Xiaoyu said to her brother in the backyard.

He Yuxiang: "Oh."

He took the excess branches from the starfruit tree directly to the kitchen to boil water.

Xiaoyu followed behind her brother and said, "I dreamed that I ate two fried dough sticks, and then today I closed a deal worth 11."

"Why don't you dream that you ate three fried dough sticks and closed a deal worth 111 million?"

He Yuxiang complained.

He didn't know the specifics of his sister's dream.

But he knew that Xiaoyu's dream would always be to serve breakfast.

Xiao Yu scratched her face.

She's just too scared.

Her brother usually only allows her to eat one fried dough stick. She said that two was already too much, and if she said three, her brother would definitely scold her.

"Then...when our total amount reaches 111 million, can I eat three fried dough sticks?"

"He Yuting!"

"exist."

"Go wash your face and brush your teeth, then feed the chickens."

"understood."

Xiao Yu went to work feeling depressed.

After He Yuan woke up, he first went to the hospital, got some herbal tea to soothe his throat, and then went to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy a pound of meat to take home.

He brewed a pot of herbal tea and made a bunch of meat patties.

"I poured the herbal tea into the water bottle. Remember to bring it to the booth today, so you don't all get hoarse. I also packed the meat patties in the lunchbox. You can eat a few bites whenever you have a spare moment. Don't go hungry."

Chen Qing clasped his hands together and said, "I am grateful for you."

He Yuan: "After you finish eating and drinking, I'll check on you tonight."

Chen Qing parted her lips slightly, and before He Yuan could get angry, she quickly assured him, "We will definitely complete the mission, Xiao Yu, right?!"

Xiao Yu, with a meat pie in each hand and a determined look in her eyes as if she were ready to join the Party, exclaimed: "Yes!"

She can definitely finish the meat pie!
As for herbal tea...

The herbal tea is so bitter.

Sigh, there's no other way but to hold my nose and drink it, since my uncle's meat patties smell so good.

Xiao Yu took a big bite of the meat pie, her eyes crinkling with delight.

He Yuan was worried that she might choke if she ate too quickly, so he simply made malted milk powder for the whole family.

Seeing his younger sister and aunt enjoying the food, He Yuxiang went to the kitchen and asked his uncle, who was making malted milk powder, "Can I take one to give to a friend?"