As the Spring Festival approaches, various companies in the development zone have begun to take holidays one after another.
This also made the company employees who were still at work distracted, so Wu Hao simply took leave early. There is no need to keep everyone suffering, since their hearts are no longer there anyway.
Facing the rare day of reunion during the Spring Festival, Wu Hao had a headache. As he grew older, the relationship between him and his father began to become tense.
Although his stepmother was a good person, Wu Hao could never find a sense of belonging in that family. Last year, he took the opportunity to work on vacation during the New Year and did not go back. This year, it was the Spring Festival again, and he underestimated it again.
For people outside, who doesn’t want to reunite with their families in this traditional festival. But when he thought about the bad relationship between father and son and the possible quarrels after returning, he lost the desire to go home.
"You still won't go back this year?" Zhang Junti walked into his residence, which is located on the 19th floor of Building B in a public rental housing complex, carrying a few boxes of stir-fried snacks and a bottle of five-X liquid in his hand.
Because he lives alone and has been busy with laboratory projects recently, he rarely stays at home except when he comes back to sleep at night.
Wu Hao helped put the stir-fried dishes brought by Zhang Jun on the coffee table, while shaking his head at him and saying: "I plan to go to Su City. Yang Fan and the others are still there. I have to go and express my condolences during the Chinese New Year."
"Nonsense, they are there for work, why are you going there? Listen to me, go home during the Chinese New Year, at least for a reunion dinner. After all, you haven't seen each other for a year or two.
What kind of hatred could there be between father and son? "Zhang Jun unscrewed the bottle cap and poured Wu Hao a glass while persuading him.
He didn't tell anyone about this mess in his family. Zhang Jun knew that he was in a bad mood because he had an argument with his father on the phone one time, so he took him to drink, and then used the wine to talk about it.
Since then, their relationship has become closer. This is why when he wanted to start a business, the first thing that came to his mind was Zhang Jun.
Wu Hao raised the glass and clinked it with Zhang Jun, then took a deep sip: "You also know what is going on in my family. Now my family of three is enjoying themselves, why should I go back and ruin this atmosphere?"
"Come, eat food!"
Zhang Jun took the lead in picking up a chopstick and started eating it, saying, "I'm just asking you to call me mom. As for why you're so stiff now, it stands to reason that your stepmother is also pretty good to you."
"It's true, but I just can't say it. I don't have any objection to her. After all, they were introduced to each other after my mother left.
And she was also kind to me, and she didn't fail me in any way. It's just that I only have one mother in my heart. You can let me recognize her and respect her, but I just can't open my mouth. "Wu Hao said helplessly while eating the food.
In his heart, he still couldn't get over this hurdle, and he couldn't open his mouth no matter what. Every time because of this matter, the father and son always get into trouble.
So after entering junior high school, he began to live on campus until college. If time goes by, he will not go back if he can't, so as to avoid another conflict with his father.
Of course, it's not like he hasn't thought about reconciliation, but every time they meet, they start to quarrel again within a few words.
As he grew older, he spent more and more time outside, and he felt that this was nothing more. Only during special festivals such as the Spring Festival and Mid-Autumn Festival every year, the fragile heartstrings buried deep in my heart are touched.
"Then you can't hide like this. It's the Chinese New Year. It's uncomfortable for you to stay here alone in an empty room. It's even harder for them to be at home and not expect their son to come home." Zhang Jun persuaded him while licking his belly.
Wu Hao raised his glass again and said, "Stop talking about this, let's do it!"
"Slow down, why are you drinking in such a hurry?" Even though he said that, Zhang Jun still touched him and drank it all in one gulp.
While adding wine to him, Zhang Jun asked: "By the way, how is Dongzi's performance recently?"
Wu Hao glanced at him and then said with a smile: "It's a lot better. At least I understand my position and my attitude has been corrected a lot."
"That's good. You also know his faults. He can easily get carried away with a little achievement. But no matter what, we have come through this together, so we still have to give him a chance."
Zhang Jun said to him: "I also made it clear to him that if he has any problems again, he will leave on his own."
"Haha, what was his reaction when he heard what you said?" Wu Hao said with interest.
Zhang Jun said angrily: "How can I react? The old man was so embarrassed that he almost didn't get anxious. But after I spread my words and said it, he calmed down instantly. Although we have a good relationship, some things must be made clear. , it’s troublesome to stay behind if you don’t know clearly.
In this regard, Yang Fan is much smarter than him. "
"Well, this guy is pretty good, quite down-to-earth." Wu Hao praised him after hearing this. Compared to Zou Xiaodong, Yang Fan is simpler. And he is a typical engineering and technical geek who lives in his own hobbies every day, and is even a little lonely.
Somehow, he became friends with Zou Xiaodong, maybe because of their complementary personalities.
Ever since Wu Hao handed over all the drone matters to him, Yang Fan has been traveling around. During this Chinese New Year period, neither he nor the relevant technical team members can go home. Because they are working with the technical team led by Sun Shaoyang to be responsible for the drone cluster light and shadow performance project at the Sioux City branch of the Spring Festival Gala.
In order to reflect the new look of Jiangnan Water Town, a perfect fusion of classical and modern Su City, the director team of this sub-venue was determined to show the characteristics of Su City in front of the people across the country.
Wu Hao's previous wonderful performances in Yangcheng really shocked many people, so the director team of this party also spent a lot of money to invite them to perform.
Wu Hao was away, and as the head of the technical team, Yang Fan had to stay there. This is also the reason why he said earlier that he was going to Su City to express condolences to Yang Fan.
After all, it was a bit cruel to make this group of people leave their hometown during the Chinese New Year. As the leader of the company, he must go and express condolences no matter what.
But as Zhang Jun said, Yang Fan is in charge there. It will be of no use for him to go there, but it will only cause some trouble. Rather than doing this, it's better not to disturb them.
When the project is over, wouldn't it be enough to give each person more bonuses and benefits? This would be more affordable.
The two of them were drinking and chatting, feeling very uncomfortable. It's not like we didn't have this kind of drinking before. They often held it in the dormitory.
It’s just that people were relatively poor at that time, so a bottle of Erguotou usually cost a few yuan with a bag of peanuts and a few ham sausages.
Sometimes I would go to the roadside stall in front of the school to buy some cold dishes, but each time I would be accompanied by burning pain in my anus and weak legs.
Now that I have money, I have the conditions. Unfortunately, I am too busy, so such opportunities have become less and less.
