Wang Aihong never thought that she would be able to show her face on the provincial platform one day, when he looked at the camera, his head was buzzing, it was raining on a dark day, but it was not the rain that wet the new white shirt, but the sweat on his back.

"Is Daddy going to TV?"

"Shhh

Yu Wenjing, who lowered her voice, seemed calm at the moment, but her trembling body also showed her nervousness and excitement.

She never asked Wang Aihong to be prosperous and prosperous, and to live a good life is better than anything else.

But as it is now, it must have been better.

The flowing media interviewed Wang Aihong, a "caring entrepreneur" who came out of nowhere, and even the military media went through the process and praised Wang Aihong for "supporting the army and patriotism", as for where is the Daqiao meat processing factory......

Unimportant.

The people of the Women's Federation were even more excited, shook hands with Wang Aihong again and again, and repeatedly expressed their gratitude to Director Wang, saying that Director Wang was careful, serious and inclusive in supporting women's work.

After all, it is really remarkable that the old man can think of donating sanitary napkins at such a critical juncture, and it is really considering the problem from the difference in the physiological structure of the human body.

Wang Aihong has a careful and wise label on his head, and for a long time in the future, his little label will be a small benchmark.

When he arrived at his hometown in the west of Syracuse, there were gongs and drums, banners and firecrackers outside the family building in his early years, as well as young students from Syracuse University and an outstanding teenager from a nearby elementary school, who came to present him with flowers.

In the confusion, I saw from afar that in front of the crowd of people who welcomed him, in addition to the local bureaucrats who clapped and laughed to greet him, there was also his own old lady who was smiling brightly.

Proud, happy, and happy, there is no need to hide it at all, it is so justifiable and calm.

The elders of the neighborhood who were about to disappear in their memories were also filled with envious eyes, as well as words of joy that they could not get tired of saying hundreds of times, thousands of times, and tens of thousands of times.

"When I was a child, I knew that Aihong was a capable person......"

This is a sentence that the older generation keeps repeating, just like Wang Aihong is destined to have such a situation, listening to Wang Aihong's old mother Wei Xiumin rubbing her hands again and again, nervous and happy are intertwined, watching her son arrive at the door of the house surrounded by bureaucrats, she feels that this meeting is bigger and more glorious than the previous evaluation.

Even the once most lively Daqing Road factory area is not as lively as it is now.

"Mom, I'm back."

Wang Aihong grinned silly, still dragging a suitcase in her hand, and Yu Wenjing next to her was holding the child, and she also stepped forward and shouted, "Mom." ”

"Grandma, Daddy is on TV—"

The eight-year-old child was extremely proud, and shouted that Wei Xiumin hurriedly reached out and touched his face, "Ouch, hey, I've grown taller again." ”

She rubbed her grandson's face, and then asked Yu Wenjing with concern, "Are you tired all the way?" ”

"Grandma isn't tired at all, it was the police uncle who sent us home-"

"Uncle police sent it?"

Wei Xiumin was confused.

"Whew, it's sand...... Escorted by police comrades in Gusu. ”

Shacheng, who came to his mouth, held back again, Gusu ...... In the end, it is a higher level.

"Police cars are out of the way! it! Wang Aihong, you have become a big leader-"

A young one shouted out directly, and Wang Aihong waved her hand again and again: "No, no, no, what am I, a big leader, just a factory director, it's not a thing." ”

That's how he explained, but the more the neighbors of his father's generation didn't believe it, they all flocked to ask what he was doing.

Wang Aihong remembered Zhang Haonan's advice, and said: "My unit does a little bit of everything, selling agricultural machinery, batteries, and even a pig farm." ”

"What? And pig farms? ”

"It's not small, 10,000 pig farms."

"This guy...... How many people does this unit have to support? Nothing bigger than a textile mill? ”

Wang Aihong wanted to explain honestly, but she thought of Zhang Haonan's advice, so she stubbornly said: "There are about 10,000 employees this year." ”

This bull is a bit empty, he is panicked, but Yu Wenjing, who doesn't know Zhang Haonan's true strength, follows: "Mom, the Aihong unit is mainly for exports, and the benefits are very good." An order has 10 million ......"

"Oh my God, that pay is higher than the textile mill, right?"

In Wei Xiumin's observations, the local "eight major factories and mines" are the best units.

Even though people have been laid off from the Syracuse Textile Factory since five years ago, it still hasn't changed Wei Xiumin's mindset, even though she has been to Shacheng to visit her son and daughter-in-law.

Many years ago, Shacheng was full of farmland, full of the most backward and primitive ecology of the water town, and for Wei Xiumin, a city person, this kind of place probably had no future.

Wang Aihong said on the phone every time that life was getting better and better, and in her opinion, it was all obedient to comfort the old lady.

That's all.

"It's not that tall."

Wang Aihong was a little embarrassed and whispered, "Just a little more." ”

Seeing that his son was reluctant to say it in public, Wei Xiumin thought to himself, there is no need to show off here, anyway, it is glorious enough.

Provincial and municipal TV stations all came to interview, and police cars escorted her, and there was such a person from the fifth generation of her old Wang family.

The street came over in the morning and said that she could still get a "model for supporting the army", and she didn't know what was going on, anyway, it was glorious!

In the crowd, Wang Aihong was finally able to return home, and his original plan was to take a break and then take his son to Beishan Park.

But after all, he still had to socialize, and he was busy until nearly nine o'clock in the evening, when the drunken Wang Aihong was carried back, and after the person who sent him back left, Yu Wenjing scolded and served him a bowl of honey water: "Hurry up and drink sober wine." ”

"Gone?"

Wang Aihong, who seemed to be asleep on the chair, opened one eye, then sat up and looked at it, and quickly closed the door, "I'm not drunk, I didn't really drink, drink and spit on this thing." ”

As she spoke, Wang Aihong took out a sponge full of white wine, half dry and half wet.

He pinched it, and the wine dripped directly: "When you look at the sky, you will pinch it under the table." ”

"Haha, you're still a goblin......"

Yu Wenjing was immediately overjoyed, but still urged, "After all, I still drank a little, hurry up and drink some honey water, so as not to feel uncomfortable." ”

"Done."

Nodding, after drinking the honey water, Wang Aihong sighed: "Alas...... The boss expected it, and let me donate ...... fuck."

"You promised?!"

"I promised a fart, I said I had to ask the leader. However, when the boss came, he had already guarded against this. ”

"Gave you money?"

"It's not just money, boxes, see?"

Yu Wenjing was stunned for a moment, then looked at the ordinary suitcase, "What's wrong?" ”

"I'll open your eyes."

Standing up, Wang Aihong walked to the suitcase, then unlocked it, opened it, and lifted the two shirts, which were stuffed not with a change of clothes, but with boxes, all of which were sable 5110 mobile phones.