Reborn in the 1980s, remarried and followed a soldier, the ungrateful wretch cried with regret.

Chapter 319 Fu Mingxue smelled a tea aroma

Qin Wenhuo didn't rush to take over.

He asked, "Is this the new model?"

Fu Mingxue nodded, "Yes, we haven't shown it to Director Geng yet. We'll show it to him when we get back. Maybe we can even get a bonus."

Looking at her money-grubbing little expression, Qin Wenhuo felt even more enamored with her.

"Since it's a new sample unit, don't give it away. Wait until it's manufactured before giving it away."

"Ah, but I prepared this especially for Mom."

"Take my advice, there's no need to send her something so nice. The local specialties Mom brought are enough. If you really want to send her this, then give it to me."

Fu Mingxue: ...?
Seeing that she remained silent, Qin Wenhuo immediately raised an eyebrow. "What, you're not willing?"

Upon hearing his words, Fu Mingxue's lips twitched involuntarily. "Alright, alright, here you go."

Qin Wenhuo was finally satisfied.

"Honey, you're too kind. You can't do that anymore—you can't just give away any new or improved product you make to others, understand?"

Fu Mingxue: ...?
Seeing him waiting earnestly for her answer, she nodded helplessly, "Okay!"

What a big deal.

Hair dryers—they're not unavailable on the market.

It's just that hers is better.

Qin Wenhuo could tell from her expression that she hadn't listened.

It's okay, he'll have plenty of time to talk to her about these things tonight—his wife probably doesn't know that what she's doing is much more technologically advanced.

Seeing his hesitant expression, Fu Mingxue urged, "Go take a shower, everyone downstairs is waiting for us to come eat!"

"Then you can blow-dry your hair first, and wait for me to come downstairs together in a bit."

"Row."

Upon hearing the name Fu Mingxue, Qin Wenhuo grabbed his clothes and went into the bathroom.

The most distinctive feature of Fu Mingxue's hair dryer is that it is much quieter than other hair dryers on the market.

The sound of her hair dryer is almost comparable to those of later generations.

If it were actually produced and put on the market, sales would likely be good—the cost price wouldn't be higher than those produced on the market.

That's the key point. Of course, hair dryers are something that people who are doing well financially buy; people who don't have money naturally wouldn't buy one.

Qin Wenhuo's battle shower was quick; he was out in just a few minutes.

When he came out, Fu Mingxue had just finished playing the flute.

"It's done so quickly?" Qin Wenhuo had never used a hairdryer before.

After all, he has a buzz cut, so there's no need for him to use this.

But his mother had one, and he remembered that it seemed to take quite a while to blow on it.

Moreover, that sound was incredibly loud.

"Your product will definitely sell well."

"Of course, look who did it." Fu Mingxue was hoping for another bonus from this!

Qin Wenhuo liked seeing her confident demeanor.

"Let's go down!"

Fu Mingxue nodded, "Okay."

She casually combed her hair and then tied it into a high ponytail—the whole image of a youthful and beautiful college student.

She doesn't feel like a married woman at all.

Qin Wenhuo looked at her, his eyes darkening.

"You're going to school tomorrow?"

"Okay, let's go take a look!" This college student of hers has never even been inside her classroom!
But what will people's reaction be when they see her tomorrow? Will they think she has some kind of special privilege?

Qin Wenhuo quickly replied, "Then I'll take you there tomorrow."

"No need—"

"Anyway, I'm just killing time, and I've never been to your school before. Would you mind if I went?"

Qin Wenhuo stared intently at her.

Fu Mingxue: ? ...Why does this sound like tea?

"Of course I don't mind."

(End of this chapter)