Uncle Tuesday didn't mean to go against the policy, he was a person who had stayed abroad and seen the world.

He has too many opinions and insistences of his own.

For example, business, such as technology, etc., he likes to do it according to his own wishes.

But—

"I just don't like that Chen Dajun, what kind of thing is he?"

"I think that at the beginning, his grandfather was a refugee named Hanako, and if his father hadn't taken him in, he would have starved to death on the street."

"And his father, who is also a technician trained by our Chen family."

「…… Even this 'Chen' was given by our family—"

Uncle Tuesday has the arrogance of a young master and the arrogance of a cultured person.

There are still some remnants of class concepts in his bones.

Many of his thoughts and remarks are anachronistic and even dangerous.

Zhou Ziqin once persuaded her, but Uncle Tuesday was very insistent.

For example, the public-private partnership, Tuesday Uncle refused.

There are many reasons for his refusal, one of which is very important, but it is also a bit "absurd".

He was not accustomed to the public representative and refused to cooperate with him.

"I paid for him to study, and he didn't say he was grateful, but he actually came to talk to me about cooperation!"

"A white-eyed wolf with no conscience, he is worthy of him!"

Uncle Tuesday really can't stand the old man who has lived in his family for decades, and there is even a wolf cub who wants to rob his family's property.

Zhou Ziqin: ......

"Uncle, Chen Dajun is not for himself, he represents the public side."

"Also, now that we have been liberated, everyone is equal, and we can't do the same thing as the old society anymore."

"We and Chen Dajun's family were originally 'world friends, so there is no need to be like enemies.'"

Zhou Ziqin persuaded Uncle Tuesday like this several times.

However, Uncle Tuesday seemed to recognize the reason for his death, and it seemed to be on the same bar with Chen Dajun, so he was at a stalemate.

The few industries under his name are the few factories that are still privately owned.

And he almost became a type.

Since last year, Zhou Ziqin has had an inexplicable uneasiness.

She was afraid that something would happen to her uncle.

Hearing Tuesday's words today, Zhou Ziqin's heartbeat accelerated.

Putting down the phone, Zhou Ziqin walked around the house, and finally, pushed the door and walked out.

"Miss, where are you going?"

Wei's mother was packing her luggage, and just now Zhou Ziqin told her that she was going to Liujiamiao tomorrow.

Although Wei's mother was surprised, she also knew that something happened to her hometown and her aunt was not there, so she could only be on top of her own miss.

"Are you going shopping? I really should buy some, and when I go to my mother-in-law's house for the first time, I always have to bring some gifts."

Wei's mother misunderstood, so she gave a few words of advice.

"Hmm. I'll go out and have a look!"

Zhou Ziqin's heart was in turmoil, and he didn't pay attention to what Wei's mother said.

She replied casually and hurried out the door.

The family's car is still there, but the driver Wei Jiadong followed Gu Qingcheng on a business trip.

Zhou Ziqin walked out of the alley and stopped a tricycle.

Jingle bells rang, and Zhou Ziqin soon arrived at Tuesday's uncle's house.

"Piano is here?" Tuesday's uncle was fifty years old, wearing gold-rimmed glasses and a little gray hair on his sideburns.

Elegant, handsome, and has the kind of style of the elite who stayed abroad in the Republic of China.

Despite his age, he is still full of charm.

It's like a middle-aged beautiful uncle.

A hand-made suit, clean and upright.

When he speaks, he also has that unique calmness and nobility.

Seeing Zhou Ziqin come in, Uncle Tuesday's eyes were filled with obvious joy.

He loved this only niece.

In fact, for a long time, Uncle Tuesday was to put Zhou

Jean is treated as her own daughter.

After all, it is a child who grew up beside him, and he is also the blood of their Chen family.

However, as soon as Zhou Ziqin spoke, the joy in Uncle Tuesday's eyes faded a little.

"Xiaoqin, don't talk about these unhappy things."

"I have my own opinions about the company."

Tuesday's uncle refused to discuss certain topics with his niece that disgusted him.

He changed the topic in a few sentences, "I heard that Qingcheng is on a business trip again? This time I went to your second uncle's side?"

"Qingcheng, this kid is really good, and he can endure to engage in research."

Zhou Ziqin looked at Uncle Tuesday, and her good-looking apricot eyes were full of worry.

Uncle Tuesday naturally saw his niece's eyes, but he deliberately avoided it.

He continued to pretend to be confused, "And that supercomputing center, it's really good, the first supercomputer in the Celestial Empire."

"I heard that it fell into your name? And named it after you?"

Zhou Ziqin saw that her uncle was so "stubborn", and she didn't want to quarrel with her uncle when she came up.

I had to follow my uncle's words and say, "Well, Qingcheng named that computer Supercomputer Q001."

Tuesday's uncle became more and more satisfied, "Q? Your initials! Very good!"

"Your money hasn't been spent in vain!"

Uncle Tuesday is not distressed about money.

100,000 yuan, for ordinary people today, is a huge wealth that cannot be earned in a lifetime.

And for Uncle Tuesday, it's just a few months of profit.

As a capitalist, Uncle Tuesday is more concerned about the "input-output ratio".

Every money spent, there must be a profit.

Just like some of the apprentices trained by their family at the beginning, except for a very small number of white-eyed wolves, most of them have become loyal servants of the Chen family.

This is a very satisfying ratio of input to output.

In Uncle Tuesday's view, the marriage between Zhou Ziqin and Gu Qingcheng is also an "investment".

At first, Uncle Tuesday thought that Zhou Ziqin was interested in Gu Qingcheng's talent and potential;

But in recent months, Uncle Tuesday has felt the crisis of "coming storm", and he suddenly realized that Gu Qingcheng's "return" to Zhou Ziqin will be more than that.

In less than a year, Gu Qingcheng became famous in the capital and even in the surrounding areas.

He is not a scientific research boss who has returned from abroad, nor is he a talent to focus on.

But he is an indispensable oxidizer for various key projects.

As long as he is there, he can shorten the project time by two or three years.

And time is what the current Celestial Empire needs most.

In the position of Uncle Tuesday, and with in-laws like the Zhou family, he knows many "secrets" that ordinary people can't access.

"Although Gu Qingcheng still needs to grow, with his current ability, he should be able to shelter Xiaoqin!"

So, he can rest assured!

"Uncle?"

Zhou Ziqin looked at Uncle Tuesday's slightly emotional appearance, and the uneasiness in her heart became more and more intense.

"It's alright! I'm glad for you!"

"That's it! All right! I know what you mean, don't worry, I've agreed to a public-private partnership!"

"As long as it's not Chen Dajun, whoever comes to be the representative of the public party, I'm willing!"

Uncle Tuesday was distressed about his niece, and he didn't completely ignore her worries and continued to pretend to be confused.

He touched his nose and said with a smile.

Zhou Ziqin: ...... Hearing you say that, I can't be more relieved!

You—you're still angry.

"......" Tuesday's uncle once again avoided Zhou Ziqin's helpless and accusatory gaze.

He suddenly thought of something, and took out a document from the drawer, "I have turned in all the other factories, but this is the only one, which I made after returning to China."

"I originally wanted to make the first self-developed TV set in the Celestial Empire, but it turned out

——」

"Your Qingcheng is a researcher, so you should need your own experimental base."

"I'll give you this radio factory."

As his last bit of heart as an elder.

"Uncle? You, you-" It's really fine.

Zhou Ziqin looked at Uncle Tuesday, and then looked at the document, she had vaguely guessed something.

Uncle Tuesday didn't dodge this time, he met Zhou Ziqin's gaze and nodded slightly.

Zhou Ziqin: ......

It took a long time for her to force back the tears in her eyes and forcibly squeeze out a smile, "Okay! Then Qingcheng and I will thank you!"

Stretched out his hand to take the document, and a radio factory with complete equipment officially fell under Zhou Ziqin's name.

"Qingcheng, I—I didn't cause you trouble, did I?"

When I came back from my uncle's house on Tuesday, it was already noon.

Zhou Ziqin stayed by the telephone, and soon received a call back from Gu Tingcheng.

Zhou Ziqin didn't explain much, only said that her uncle gave her a factory.

Both of them are smart people, and some words, even if they are not said thoroughly, can understand each other.

"Radio Factory? Great!"

Gu Qingcheng pretended not to hear the weakness in Zhou Ziqin's tone.

She said excitedly, "I just happen to have a project and need a professional laboratory."

"In the second uncle's radio factory, the equipment is all imported from crooked fruits."

Zhou Ziqin was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously replied, "Hmm! The second uncle personally went to Europe to purchase them."

Although it has been a few years, it is still considered high-precision equipment in China.

"That's good! Ziqin, when I go back, I'm going to set up a chip lab."

"Our Celestial Empire should have our own Celestial Empire core."

Gu Tingcheng has a clear plan for his career.

Not only should she be the oxidizer of all projects, but she also has a project of her own.

Chips are very good!

It is just like the definition that Gu Tingcheng gave himself, it looks inconspicuous, but in fact, every high-tech industry is indispensable.

In the upcoming era of numerical control, chips are indispensable from aerospace to navigation to machinery manufacturing.

What Gu Tingcheng wants to do is that indispensable chip!

Listening to Gu Chengcheng speak passionately, without any reluctance or forced laughter, Zhou Ziqin knew that her husband was really happy.

That's great!

Qingcheng really needs it, I didn't trouble him!

The hanging heart was slightly relaxed.

Zhou Ziqin was also in the mood to talk to Gu Tingcheng about Gu's father and mother, "...... Dad fell and injured his leg, and my mother was worried. I just want to go back and see!"

Gu Tingcheng: ......

There was a moment of silence, as Gu's mother's own son, she knew Gu's mother very well.

Hmm, just listening to Zhou Ziqin's description, Gu Tingcheng had a guess.

But it doesn't matter!

No matter what Gu's mother is tossing, it shouldn't be a big deal.

"Xiaoqin, thank you for your hard work!"

"Daddy and mother don't have much culture, if there's anything wrong, don't worry about them."

Gu Tingcheng said more tactfully.

Zhou Ziqin: ...... So, this time, are the in-laws real or fake?