Early the next morning, Cheng Rui knocked on Zuo Lan's door.
He didn't sleep well that night, fearing that Zuo Lan would suddenly lose his temper again and run away secretly.
Suddenly I feel that having such a girlfriend is very tiring.
Zuo Lan opened the door with a bad expression, turned around and entered the house again.
Cheng Rui followed in and found that the room had changed drastically.
Their rooms are occupied permanently and have confidential drawings, so they never let the attendants come in to clean them.
He has been too busy recently, and this room was a bit messy before.
But that's not the case now. Whether it's clothes or drawings, they've all been sorted out and kept clean.
Even the pile of New Year's goods on the ground had been sorted.
Cheng Rui immediately went over to check his drawings. There were not many of them, and they had not been altered.
He then breathed a sigh of relief: "From now on, you can touch my things as you like, but don't touch my drawings!"
Zuo Lan immediately snorted coldly: "Think of your good intentions as a donkey's liver and lungs. I won't do anything else in the future!"
This little temper was still within Cheng Rui's tolerance. He didn't want to really break up, so he immediately turned around and said with a smile:
"Thank you. Come on, let's go down and have breakfast. I'll take you to the train station later. You don't need to pick up the New Year's gifts. Since my sister asked her driver to take them to you, just let him pick them up."
Only then did Zuo Lan remember that there was something important he had not asked.
"You said that person is her driver? She is also a factory director? What kind of factory director?" she asked.
Su Zhenzhen didn't say a good word about Cheng Hui. For example, she didn't even mention the matter of becoming the factory director.
Cheng Rui paused and said, "It's just a small food factory, with just over 40 people in total, and she's still the deputy director."
This is his usual speaking style, modest.
As for that electrical appliance factory, he wouldn't be like Cheng Hui, who didn't even produce a single finished product, but just went around shouting that they would definitely earn a lot of foreign exchange!
He advised his sister not to say that, because it would be embarrassing if she couldn't sell it in the future.
It's a pity that people didn't listen to him.
He didn't want to mention this factory, so as to save him embarrassment in the future.
Cheng Rui's lack of confidence is because he hasn't seen an oven sample yet.
When Zuo Lan heard that it was a small factory with 40 people, his eyes became less excited.
A small factory with dozens of workers was hardly worth mentioning at this time, just like a carton factory run by the street.
But it is not easy for Cheng Hui, a young educated youth, to directly become the deputy director of such a small factory.
"How did she become one?" Zuo Lan asked.
Cheng Rui said: "She made a cake and it sold well."
"Cake? What kind?" Zuo Lan asked.
"It has been discontinued now and will no longer be sold." Cheng Rui said.
Zuo Lan suddenly lost interest in asking any more questions.
As for how the deputy director of such a small factory could have a driver, I forgot for a moment.
This wasn't what she really cared about. She glanced at the New Year's goods on the ground and said, "I didn't expect that lathe factory to be quite generous and send out so many goods during the New Year."
On the ground was a 50-pound bag of flour, a 10-pound barrel of soybean oil, a box of liquor, two cartons of cigarettes, a bag of candies, peanuts and melon seeds, and an enamel basin with some messy things.
Towels, toothbrushes, soap, whatever.
Su Zhenzhen only told Zuo Lan that Cheng Rui was at the lathe factory. She didn't know about the aircraft factory, so she didn't say anything.
And the things here are not just gifts from the lathe factory. The lathe factory's New Year's goods are toothpaste, toothbrushes and frozen pears.
The aircraft factory supplies flour and oil exclusively to senior engineers.
The rest of the mess was sent by the enamel factory.
Song Xilai is really grateful to Cheng Rui, because he has benefited the most so far.
Cheng Rui looked at everything on the floor and didn't explain anything to Zuo Lan. He just hummed.
"Let's go have breakfast and don't miss the car in a while," he said.
Zuo Lan gave him a white look. He was really a fool. Don't you understand? Do you have to let her say it clearly?
She groaned angrily: "How do you divide so many things? What do you give to my dad?"
"Oh! This box of wine, a barrel of oil, a bunch of mess, give them all to your dad. Just give the flour and cigarettes to my dad." Cheng Rui said.
In terms of price, the two sides are basically the same, and even a box of wine and the mess combined are more expensive.
But in this era, what is truly valuable is grain, or fine grain!
A bag of 50 kilograms of flour is not something you can get if you have money. Ordinary people can't get it if they have money but no tickets.
Sometimes even if you have food stamps, you can't buy fine grains at the grain store, but only coarse grains.
What can people buy if they have nothing?
There is also a food book for city people that stipulates twenty or thirty kilograms of food per month, and it is not all fine food. It must be mixed with coarse food.
As for the proportion, it changes according to the situation.
Zuo Lan's family is an ordinary working-class family, and the fine grains they can eat are those in the grain book, and there is nothing they can do about it.
She became even more angry and was about to say something when the door was knocked.
Cheng Hui is here.
She heard Cheng Rui knocking on the door before and entered the house, but she didn't come out for such a long time. She was afraid that something would happen... Then it would be difficult to mess with him!
In his previous life, Zuo Lan had an affair during marriage and abandoned Cheng Rui, which was a huge blow to him!
The eldest brother was almost defeated.
She won't let this happen again!
Instead of trying hard for Bala to change Zuo Lan and prevent her from cheating on her, it would be better to just change someone else.
Although changing someone may not guarantee that the other person will not cheat, but the worst outcome is the same, right?
Cheng Rui opened the door and saw Cheng Hui. He immediately turned around and said to Zuo Lan: "Let's go quickly. Aren't you in a hurry to go home?"
Zuo Lan...what on earth did she find!
She went out angrily and almost bumped into Cheng Hui, but ended up going downstairs without stopping.
I didn't see Cheng Rui supporting Cheng Hui, and his eyes were colder than ever.
Cheng Hui was also startled, touching her belly with one hand and holding on to the wall with the other.
But she smiled looking at Zuo Lan's back.
She looked back at the neat room and asked, "Brother, she has tidied your room. Does she really just want to tidy it? Does she want to see how much money you have?"
"No, it can't be." Cheng Rui said.
"I heard that every time you pay a salary, most of it is given to her. You will be working here for a while, so it will not be easy for her to get your salary, so you are chasing her, right?" Cheng Hui said.
"Didn't she ask you? How much year-end bonus did you give? Didn't she talk about how much money you will give her every month in the future? How to give it to her? Should it be mailed to her here? Or should she go to your company to collect your salary on your behalf? ?" Cheng Hui said.
"No way...she is not..." such a person.
But Cheng Rui didn't say the whole sentence.
He did give most of his salary to Zuo Lan.
Every time it was his salary day, Zuo Lan would take him shopping. There was no way he wouldn't buy something his girlfriend liked.
Shopping, shopping, and spending money are normal things.
Every time Zuo Lan refused, it was because he insisted on buying it because he saw that she liked it. What a good girlfriend?
But now that Cheng Hui says this, why is something wrong?
Cheng Hui smiled: "Just watch it later, she will definitely mention it. But don't forget, you said that all your future wages will be given to me."
She touched her belly: "I'm going to give birth in more than a month. I will be busy with work in the future, so the child will definitely need to drink more milk powder. I asked around and found that those children who drink a lot will need 10 barrels of milk powder a month. It’s 50 yuan.”
Cheng Rui suddenly became nervous and felt that the burden on his shoulders was heavier!
His regular salary is 62 yuan from the Beijing Mechanical Design Institute.
He came here on a business trip, and the factory here gave him benefits and bonuses. It was really because of Cheng Hui's relationship that there was nothing wrong with not giving him a cent.
"Well, I won't go to dinner or see her off. I'm going to draw some drawings. Just let Jiang Quan go directly with her," he said.
