What kind of experience is it to help your wife cheat?

Chapter 321
At this time last year, Song Song was in the Jiangyi office of Zhengshang Group. Like everyone else, he went back after cleaning and packed his things to prepare to return to his hometown for the New Year.

But this year, Song Song basically did not participate in the cleaning, and after all the employees had left and all offices and workshops were locked, he hadn't left yet.

There are large couplets posted at the door of the workshop and the office building, lanterns are hung at the gate, and there are red skins on the ground left by employees setting off firecrackers at noon.

It’s the New Year, everything is returning to spring, and everything is full of joy.

Song Song looked at the empty factory building and felt very strange in his heart. He couldn't tell whether it was joy or loss, but he didn't really want to leave and wanted to stay in the company for a while.

At present, Hetu Machinery is rented in someone else's factory building. Song Song always feels like he is living under the fence. If there is any change in the factory building or office, he has to go to the landlord to discuss it first, which is very inconvenient.

I really hope to develop better next year, further expand the scale of the company, and then apply for land planning and start building my own office buildings and factories.

In the past two years, the land has risen sharply. If you buy it early, even if the company's business is in a downturn one day in the future, you will still have real assets in your hands, and you will definitely not lose money.

Relevant leaders in the city have already mentioned this matter to them. Song Song has plans in this regard, but he has not dared to do it due to insufficient money in the company's account.

I don’t know what the market will be like next year. I have a lot of information at the moment, but the competition is also very fierce.

I really hope that this big event can be done next year. By then, Hetu Machinery will really have its own foundation...

"President, haven't you left yet?"

Song Song came back to his senses, turned his head to look, and saw Lao Li walking over with a smile.

"Old Li? It's already on vacation, why haven't you come home yet?" Song Song took out a pack of unopened Soft China from his bag, handed it to Lao Li, and then took out another pack of Tianye.

Lao Li was not polite and took it gratefully. He was reluctant to smoke. He put the cigarette into his pocket, took out a pack of Liqun worth more than ten yuan, lowered his head and lit one.

"I haven't smoked this cigarette for a long time, give me one." Song Song stuffed the Tianye he had just taken out back into his bag, stretched out two fingers and gestured at Lao Li twice.

Lao Li blushed a little embarrassedly and said: "This cigarette is cheap, not good..."

Song Song said with a smile: "I used to smoke this cigarette. There's nothing wrong with it, just smoking. For cigarettes, it doesn't depend on the price, but on personal preference. I think Liqun is very good, and the meaning is also good."

Lao Li respectfully handed Song Song a Liqun, and humbly asked, "What's the meaning?"

Song Song lowered his head and lit the cigarette, then raised his head and exhaled a long puff of smoke: "Benefit the country, benefit the people, and benefit the group."

Old Li was surprised and said: "So the name of this smoke means this. I always thought it was a place name like Hongta Mountain and Honghe."

While the two were talking, Lao Li's daughter-in-law came over with a big broom and began to sweep the red skins of firecrackers all over the floor.

Song Song realized at this time that the reason why Lao Li didn't leave in a hurry was because he was waiting for his wife.

Looking down at the time, Song Song said: "Lao Li, Sister Tian, ​​happy new year! I'll go back first, and you guys will go back soon too!"

"Yes. Mr. Song, walk slowly. See you in the new year!"

Song Song got in the car, started the car, slowly drove away from the gate of the factory, and sped towards home.

In the evening, Song Ben called and asked Song Song how to arrange it, whether to drive back with one car or two cars.

A car can seat five people, including a child like Song Xiaoni. It is not crowded at all, but it can fit in the car. There are also people driving on the road, so it is not tiring.

But because there is only Song Weijun in his hometown, and the house is so big, he can't even take care of cleaning, let alone buying new year's goods. Song Song's car can't hold the new year's goods at all.

So after discussing with Song Ben, Song Song decided to drive two cars back, and Song Ben's car was specially responsible for the New Year's goods.

Song Ben was not happy: "Boy, I am an Audi anyway, or a new car, so you use it as a truck?"

"What happened to the Audi? Didn't your Mercedes-Benz return to the company?"

"Can it be the same? It's not like you don't know what's going on with that Mercedes-Benz. By the way, I plan to sell the Mercedes-Benz in the next year. The fuel consumption is high, and there are many problems. It doesn't drive well at ordinary times, and it still takes up space."

Song Song was not surprised at all: "Have you inquired, how much can you sell for?"

Song Ben said: "I asked a friend to help me read it. They said that the current market for second-hand cars is only 10 to [-] yuan. Car dealers still have to keep profits. It is estimated that the price is less than [-] yuan."

"Then don't sell it." Song Song advised: "At any rate, this car is also a hero who has followed us to conquer the world, and it will be left as a souvenir. The car will be parked in the company, and the key will be handed over to the management department. Whoever wants to use the car in the company can do it. Apply for use.”

"Okay, let's not talk anymore. I'm going to your place now. You have to prepare everything you want me to bring." After Song Ben finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

The New Year's goods for three people add up to a lot.

Song Song filled the trunk of his car with cigarettes and alcohol, thinking that he could take it out to entertain people when he got home. As for other things, they were all stuffed into the trunk of Song Ben's car. No more, and the rest was stuffed into the back row.

Looking at the car full of New Year's goods, Song Ben lit a cigarette, and said depressedly: "You are going to be exhausted, idiot!"

Song Song said with a smile: "Brother Daben, let me tell you, you must drive slowly. My family only counts on these New Year's goods for the New Year."

Song Ben said: "Don't worry, I drive faster and more steadily than you. I guess I will deliver the New Year's goods before you get home."

After smoking the cigarette, Song Ben drove away.

Song Song went home and was busy packing with Ge Guiqin, and they didn't finish packing until after ten o'clock in the evening.

At five o'clock the next morning, Song Song woke up to the sound of the alarm. Unexpectedly, Ge Guiqin woke up earlier and had already made breakfast.

Ding Rui spent a lot of effort and coaxing to wake up Song Xiaoni.

The family had eaten and drank enough, carried large and small luggage out of the house, and drove through the city and onto the highway under the stars.

The reason why I chose to go out so early was to pass the section of road that is most prone to traffic jams before the rush hour congestion.

When she went back last year, Song Song had already experienced the pain of speeding several kilometers per hour, and she didn't want to try it again this year.

But even so, at around nine o'clock in the morning, Song Song and the others were still stuck on the road.

During the Chinese New Year, the high-speed congestion was serious. It seemed that many people had the same idea as Song Song. They wanted to go out early to avoid the congestion time, but in the end, the congestion time was brought forward.

Song Song thought to himself, on the return journey, he must leave at night. He would rather drive at night than be stuck in the road. It is really uncomfortable.

After struggling through the congested section, the highway finally became smoother.

At around four o'clock in the afternoon, Song Song got off the highway and arrived at the door of his hometown an hour later.

After the car was parked, Ge Guiqin opened the door anxiously: "I guess your dad is cleaning at home alone. He must be exhausted. I'll go help him."

After finishing speaking, Ge Guiqin got out of the car, and before entering the door, he heard the sound of talking and laughing from the second floor, as well as the sound of "crash clatter" playing mahjong.

(End of this chapter)