Chapter 700 Elegy of the Times

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"Tell them that we can make their laptop casings not afraid of bumps. Our company can do everything from injection molding to surface coating. I'm waiting for your results..."

One person leads two families. Ji Donglai used his advanced knowledge to directly connect scientific research with the market. Opposite Wang Chuanyi, he was holding a pen to record various things.

After all, Ji Dong came to make a decision today, so he had to find a way to realize these things.

Since coming to Yiyuan Manufacturing, Wang Chuanyi's retirement life has been completely different, and he is busier than the busiest time in the past.

The direct returns are also very significant. At the end of last year, Wang Chuanyi bought a commercial house near the capital, and now he has taken his wife over.

My son and daughter-in-law are currently in the High-tech Zone of Dalian and are considering working here this year.

"Mr. Ji, I suspect you have seen my research report, and that's exactly what I meant. Now that computers are becoming more popular in the market, our focus has begun to separate. We should focus on both computers and mobile phones, and the report will be back to the company later."

"High-strength coating is an urgent matter, and the market demand for this is very high..."

Lu Lu still has the iconic little tiger teeth. Since he has been engaged in the mobile phone industry for such a long time, Lu Lu has a deeper understanding of the market.

Over the past few years, Lu Lu has grabbed countless orders from Dashian.

At present, Lulu Company's PHS has penetrated into major towns in the north and entered schools. School students have become the main force of consumption. The rise of young people represents changes in consumption trends. Lulu is considering product iterations.

Unexpectedly, Ji Donglai proposed a new idea. Lu Lu had to admire his young boss, who seemed to be able to spy on his ideas so accurately.

"As I said before, I will suggest ideas and you will develop them! Mr. Xin is very busy recently. You are directly communicating with the project team. In the middle, Master Wang Chuanyi and Wang are holding the battle for you. Mr. Xue Wancheng is in Dalian."

"You need to synchronize a lot of things. We need to synchronize ourselves with the market and not be left behind by the market. If you don't understand something about coordination, remember to ask Mr. Xin for easy communication."

In the past two years, the domestic economy has officially taken off. As long as something is new enough, you can become rich.

At the moment, Ji Donglai has strong troops and horses, so he is not worried that his men will be too busy.

The entire Yiyuan Manufacturing currently employs more than 6,000 people, and the number of temporary workers is also equivalent to this number. The sales company is directly controlled by Ji Donglai's Yishi Investment, and they are not counted as employees.

"President Ji, don't worry, we promise to complete the task!"

It wasn't until Ji Donglai announced the completion of the mission that Qu Bo and Jia Ru breathed a sigh of relief, secretly saying that they were alive.

According to the situation in the past few days, Li Qing has taken charge of a new project, and the status of the two of them in the high-strength materials team is in jeopardy. Among other things, Ji Donglai said that his team had done nothing for two months, and he had no shame in staying here.

Now Ji Donglai has handed over such a large market project to his own project team, proving that he has not given up on the project team. The meeting lasted for more than an hour. After the programmatic things were finalized, the remaining details were discussed by everyone after the meeting, and then handed over to Xin Li as a document.

Ji Donglai thought he could rest for a few days, but something unexpected happened to Ji Donglai. Wang Zhiqiang came.

"Zhiqiang, why are you here?"

Looking at Wang Zhiqiang who was carrying a canvas schoolbag, Ji Donglai was a little surprised. The village chief and Principal Han were standing next to him.

The students have finished taking the high school entrance examination and are waiting to enter high school. Ji Donglai has already made arrangements for the admission.

"There is no one at home..."

"What?"

Wang Zhiqiang said a word, tears streaming down his face. Ji Donglai was stunned for a moment and sat up in shock.

According to Principal Han, Wang Guangzhi's wife died five days after Ji Donglai left the village. Strictly speaking, he died.

Wang Zhiqiang was taking exams those days, and the elders in the village were worried that something would happen to Wang Guangzhi's wife, but something happened.

Now that Wang Zhiqiang is the only one left at home, the school teacher is worried that something might happen to his child, so he brings Wang Zhiqiang to Ji Donglai.

"Mr. Ji, isn't your home local? If possible, would you like to let Zhiqiang stay at your home for a while?"

Looking at Ji Donglai, Principal Han looked a little unhappy. After all, Ji Donglai had helped these children enough. Now that Ji Donglai is not married yet, it is not the case to put Wang Zhiqiang in front of him.

It's just that the children miss things and people at home, and are really worried that something will happen to them.

"Leave me here, the Northeastern people take care of the affairs of the Northeasterners, leave it to me!"

Holding back tears from flowing down from his eyes, Ji Donglai clenched his fists tightly and secretly said that bad luck seeks out those who suffer.

Ji Donglai didn't care much about the company's affairs. Ji Donglai invited Principal Han and the village chief to have a meal and took Wang Zhiqiang back to his hometown in Northeast China.

"Brother Donglai, why is the land here so flat? It's so beautiful. What is that? Is it a cow..."

After landing in the northeast, Jifeng's car went directly from Baiquan to Harbin to pick up people. Entering the rural provincial road, endless farmland came into view.

Wang Zhiqiang's attention was finally attracted by the various scenery in the wilderness, and his eyes were full of surprise.

"I will burn corn for you later when I go back. There are a lot of delicious things at home. Big brother also has grandparents, parents, and our yard is big. I will give you a separate room when the time comes. Hurry up and wait until you grow up to be like my brother. Gao, brother will buy you land..."

Looking at the little guy's cheerful look, Ji Donglai felt a little more relaxed.

Ji Feng looked at Wang Zhiqiang in the rearview mirror from time to time, feeling a chill in his heart.

Ji Donglai's family had been waiting at home early, especially Ji Henglai and his wife. When they heard that Ji Donglai was back, they waited at the gate from a distance.

When Ji Donglai called and learned about Wang Zhiqiang's tragic life experience, the old couple felt extremely uncomfortable.

"Grandpa, look who I brought here?"

"Come on, Zhiqiang, come to grandpa!"

The car stopped slowly, and Ji Heng opened the door for Wang Zhiqiang himself, waving to Wang Zhiqiang with a doting look on his face.

The little guy was a little shy. Feeling a hand similar to his grandfather caressing his head, Wang Zhiqiang spontaneously approached Ji Heng.

"This is our home, and the forest next to it also belongs to our home. That land belongs to our home. You can play here during the summer vacation. I have registered for you at the county middle school. Don't worry..."

Worried that Wang Zhiqiang would not be used to this place, Ji Donglai specially let him live in the yard of Ji Heng and his wife. The whole family hung around the little guy in a lively manner, and gradually Wang Zhiqiang became familiar with the family.

In particular, Wang Jue's two little ones were particularly happy to see Wang Zhiqiang, and even crawled on Wang Zhiqiang's body while eating.

Communication between children is much smoother than communication with unfamiliar adults. In one day, the task of watching over the two little guys at home fell to Wang Zhiqiang.

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