Reborn as a widow in the 70s

Mr. Wu's idea is actually very simple. He finally got such a precious child, so he must take good care of it and not make any mistakes.

So on Monday morning, Mr. Wu asked the guards around him to pick up Xiaoshu early.

After Xiaoshu left, several children also started school.

Song Xiuxiu bought monthly passes for Zhao Xuewen and Yaya. Their schools were next to each other, so they could just take the bus to and from school together.

When Lu Aiguo goes to work in the morning, he usually takes the little stone to the kindergarten. If it is too late, Song Xiuxiu will ride his bike to take him to school.

So Song Xiuxiu and Miaomiao were suddenly the only two people left in the usually bustling house, which seemed a little deserted. Fortunately, Zhao Xuewen and Yaya came back for lunch, so the deserted time did not last long.

But Song Xiuxiu is not idle either. The children have gone to school and she has to start doing her own thing.

The first task is to take Miaomiao to visit various department stores in the capital...

When Lu Aiguo came to work on Monday, he announced that Zhong Zhijie would be appointed as the director of the first workshop.

This news was like a bomb, instantly exploding in the conference room.

Looking at the man who was not yet 30 years old standing next to Lu Aiguo, the leaders of the factory began to express their dissatisfaction.

"Factory director, we admire you for your courage to use a newcomer, but the position of the workshop director is a bit high. After all, he is an inexperienced person. It is better to start as a team leader, perform well and then work your way up." The promotion came just in time.”

"That is, a workshop with 300 to [-] people, and just handing over [-] to [-] workers to the hands of a young boy, is making fun of the future of the factory!"

"Director, what you do will chill the people below and lose the hearts of the people. Our factory is very strict about qualifications, otherwise you won't be convinced!"

"That's right, not to mention a workshop director, just a team leader or a squad leader. That's what so many old workers are eagerly looking forward to. You can't just let anyone take the job, and besides, he's still a young man who has just joined the factory. "

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Lu Aiguo sat at the top and listened calmly to the complaints of the people below. When they had finished complaining, the man slowly spoke.

"It's over!"

"Now that you've finished speaking, it's my turn!"

"You can put forward your opinions regarding Comrade Zhong Zhijie's appointment. Of course, I am the one who will listen or not!"

"I asked you to bring it up mainly because I'm afraid that if you hold it in your heart, you might get sick and your work would be delayed again!"

"I have absolute power to appoint and remove personnel. I hope you will keep this in mind!"

After finishing speaking, Lu Aiguo began to sort out the documents in front of him.

"Director of the first workshop, please hand over your work to Comrade Zhong Zhijie, and everyone here. I don't want to see some people not cooperating with the work in the future."

"The factory belongs to everyone. Only when the factory is good can everyone be good. If the factory collapses, I think you should know the consequences better than me!"

After speaking, Lu Aiguo stood up and left the conference room.

The loud slamming of the door startled everyone in the conference room.

At this time, Zhong Zhijie, who had been sitting silently, stood up, coughed twice and said to everyone.

"I am not very talented. Thanks to the kindness of Factory Director Lu, I have taken up the position of director of the first workshop. I hope that I can get everyone's active cooperation in my future work."

"I'm not a snitch, but I'm not someone who will be wronged either!"

"I don't have a very good temper. I hope you can be more accommodating to me at work in the future!"

After saying that, he bowed slightly to everyone in the conference room with a smile on his face, and then walked out leisurely...

Everyone in the conference room looked at each other, and in the end they had no choice but to shut up!

As soon as Lu Aiguo returned to the office, Ma Hanguang walked in.

"Boss, everything has been checked!"

With that said, he handed a document to Lu Aiguo...

After a day, only one department store was willing to hang up her clothes for sale.

Although there is only one house, Song Xiuxiu is already very satisfied.

She believes in her own strength. As long as there are sales channels for her clothes, people will definitely buy them.

It's just that she doesn't want to take the popular route, she wants to smuggle and customize the high-end route.

Because not only will the profits be huge, but your workload will be relatively much less, which you can completely handle.

Of course, the most important thing is that she feels that if the clothes she designed are sold at a low price, it will be a waste of money!

After everything was arranged, Song Xiuxiu kicked out all the manuscripts that had been owed to the magazine and sent them out. By the way, she told them that except for the story that was currently being serialized, she would no longer accept new manuscripts.

After settling the affairs of the magazine, Song Xiuxiu began to concentrate on drawing clothing design drawings.

She packed up the east wing and turned it into her own studio, and went to the post office to apply for the installation of a telephone.

Now if you want to install a phone, not only is the cost high, but you also need to have a certificate from your employer. At least you must have a certain job title to be eligible to install a phone at home.

Now Lu Aiguo is the director of a state-owned factory, so his qualifications are naturally sufficient.

Song Xiuxiu considered that whether it was Lu Aiguo's work or his own work, it was really inconvenient not to have a phone.

So the day after she paid the initial installation fee, comrades from the post office came to set up the wiring and install the phone for her.

The Lu family has a phone set up again!

The news spread like wildfire in the alley.

Neighbors who were originally resentful of their family because of the TV set have now turned their resentment into envy.

After all, they are really incomparable to a family that has a car to take them to and from get off work every day, as well as a TV and a telephone.

People are so strange. When you think you are very close to the other person, you will easily become jealous and resentful.

But if you find that you and the other person are completely different, you will only be envious!

When the children came back from school, they all gathered around the newly installed phone and were reluctant to leave.

"Auntie, can this phone call reach the compound? I think money will win!"

"Of course. Isn't there a phone in the reception room of the compound? You can call that number."

When Ya Ya heard that she could call him back to the compound, she immediately became excited.

"Mom, I want to fight too. I miss Sister Cuicui. I wonder how Huahua is doing now!"

"Mom, I want to fight too. I want to tell the aunts in the nursery that I miss them!"

Seeing that several children couldn't hold back and wanted to make a phone call, Song Xiuxiu immediately explained.

"We can't call you now because the phone number hasn't been connected yet. When the phone number is connected tomorrow, you can call your friends!"

"Really! That's great!" Several children were so happy that they couldn't wait to jump up!

"Okay! Xuewen Yaya, you guys go and do your homework. Xiaoshitou, help mom take care of your sister, and mom will cook!"

After saying that, Song Xiuxiu turned around and went to the kitchen.

When Zhao Xuewen was carrying his schoolbag and was about to go back to his room to do his homework, Yaya suddenly asked.

"Brother, I saw you were a little unhappy after school today. Did something happen at school?"

Hearing this, Zhao Xuewen tugged on her pigtails and said calmly: "What can happen to my brother? It's just that he just transferred here and his studies can't keep up with the progress!"

really?

Yaya couldn't believe it. She knew her brother's grades. He always ranked first in the grade. How could he not keep up with the progress?

But her brother didn't want to say anything, so Yaya stopped asking and obediently took her school bag and went back to her room to do her homework!