latelenovela Chapter 396: Doing Business Together
Chapter 396: Doing Business Together
Upon hearing this, Section Chief Zhou sighed, slowly shook his head, and looked regretful.
“Huang Ling, don’t you think about it? You’re an outstanding and active member of our factory. Every year you’re selected. The factory has seen your professional skills. If you take a leave of absence without pay now, you won’t be able to get this position back in the future.”
Huang Ling's eyes were firm. "I've thought it through."
Section Chief Zhou said helplessly, "Since you've already made up your mind, then I'll submit the application."
Huang Ling breathed a sigh of relief and stood up. "Thank you, Section Chief Zhou, for taking care of me for so long. I'll be going now."
Section Chief Zhou escorted her all the way to the door.
As soon as Huang Ling stepped out of the factory gate, Zhuang Chaoying, who had been waiting outside, immediately went to greet her.
Before she could say more than a few words, Zhuang Chaoying suddenly turned pale and couldn't help but vomit.
He gripped the wall tightly with both hands, bent over, and kept spitting out acidic fluid.
Seeing this, Huang Ling quickly took a few steps and gently patted his back.
It's strange, but during my four and a half months of pregnancy, apart from some slight discomfort at the beginning, my appetite has been very good and my mood has been exceptionally good. I didn't experience the discomfort I felt when I gave birth to Xiaoting and Tunan, nor did I have any morning sickness.
Could it be that the morning sickness has transferred to Chao Ying?
Not only does Chao Ying feel sorry for her, but the baby in her belly must also feel sorry for its mother.
Zhuang Chaoying took the handkerchief that Ah Ling handed her, wiped her mouth, and said weakly.
"Ah Ling, I'm fine, let's go home."
He's been vomiting every now and then lately, but he's gradually gotten used to it.
Huang Ling whispered, her eyes filled with anticipation, "Chao Ying, I want to eat stinky tofu."
She's pregnant now, and her tastes have become a bit strange; she suddenly has a strong craving for shrimp.
Zhuang Chaoying perked up. "Let's go to the market and buy some."
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Tu Nan and Wan Shu finally emerged from the Tongji Design Institute building.
At this time, it was already dark.
The two walked side by side, slowly heading down to the girls' dormitory building.
The dormitory lights and doors are turned off promptly at 11 p.m., and it's only a little past 9 p.m. now, so there's still plenty of time.
Tu Nan naturally took Wan Shu's hand.
"Wanshu".
"This year's wedding will have to be postponed until the end of the year again. But don't worry, once we make money from this business with Pengfei and Dongzhe, we will definitely have a very lively wedding that everyone will envy."
Zhang Wanshu nodded gently; she understood why Tu Nan was so eager to make money.
After graduation, I was determined to stay in Shanghai, but settling down here is easier said than done, and finding a place to live is the primary problem.
Who knows when the next housing allocation from the work unit will be?
Two weeks ago, when Tu Nan excitedly told her that Peng Fei was planning to start a business and wanted to get the two of them to invest, she thought it was a feasible idea.
With prices soaring these days, people often say, "Those who speculate will get rich, while those who work will be exhausted." Speculators do indeed make money.
Moreover, Dongzhe's aunt and uncle have extensive business connections and experience in Fujian Province.
Zhang Wanshu was not a timid or complacent person, so she fully supported Tu Nan's business and even gave him the savings book that Tu Nan's mother had given her, which contained a full 10,000 yuan.
Wan Shu smiled and said, "Tu Nan, I also want to spend more time with my parents. It would be nice to have the wedding later."
Zhuang Tunan turned his head and looked at her exceptionally charming smile. "You really don't want to live with me? I was thinking of renting a place outside the school next year and applying to be a day student together."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Wanshu quickly shook her head vigorously, her face flushing.
"No, Zhuang Tunan, can't you even last two years? Besides, we went out together on Labor Day, how can you be so ungrateful?" She gently squeezed Tunan's hand, comforting him.
Zhuang Tunan looked around and, seeing that no one was paying attention, moved closer.
"But you've been so busy drawing that we haven't gone out together for two months, Wanshu. I miss you so much."
Zhang Wanshu was amused by his words and felt a little embarrassed, so she gently pushed his head away.
"Don't be so mushy, Zhuang Tunan. We've finished our project, and we've arranged to go back to Suzhou with Xiaoting and the other two the day after tomorrow. How about I go with you tomorrow?"
"Really!" Zhuang Tunan's eyes lit up immediately, his excitement practically overflowing.
"real."
Wan Shu couldn't help but laugh when she saw his childish appearance.
Zhuang Tunan quickly kissed her cheek. "Wanshu, you still care about me the most."
After saying that, he held Wanshu's hand tightly and walked towards the dormitory.
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Xiaoting, Dongzhe, Pengfei, Tunan, and Wanshu were on a bus back to Suzhou.
Wanqing returned to Suzhou alone after finishing her exams at the end of June. She called her sister Wanshu and learned that she had things to do, so she went back first.
After the train arrived at the station, Tu Nan took Wan Shu home and stayed at his father-in-law's house until evening, before returning home after having dinner.
He knew his mother would definitely keep him for dinner, so he specifically told Xiaoting and Pengfei not to wait for him to come back for dinner.
"Knock knock knock." At this moment, Xiaoting was sitting in the living room, eating watermelon, when she suddenly heard a knock on the door.
"It must be my brother coming back. I'll go open the door." Her eyes lit up. She put down the watermelon rind in her hand, hurriedly ran to the kitchen to wash her hands, and quickly walked towards the door.
A familiar voice came from outside the door. "Open the door."
"Coming, coming right now," Xiaoting replied as she opened the door.
Zhuang Tunan was carrying a large watermelon.
I went inside, gently placed the watermelon in the kitchen basin, and then went into the living room.
As soon as he entered the room, his gaze fell on his mother's slightly protruding belly. She had changed quite a bit in the two months since he last saw her.
He was only four years old when his mother was pregnant with Xiaoting, and that memory is now blurred.
Huang Ling sat on the sofa. When she saw her son return, a smile appeared on her face, and she sat up. "Tu Nan, you're back. Do you want to eat? Do you want your dad to cook you some wontons?"
Zhuang Tunan sat down in the chair, took out two small medicine bottles from his pocket, and handed them over.
"Mom, this folic acid was given to me by Wanshu's mother. She said your medicine should be almost finished, so she asked me to get two more bottles."
Zhuang Chaoying took out half a watermelon from the refrigerator, cut a few pieces for Tu Nan, and brought it over.
"I really have to thank Wanshu's mother. Your mother always goes to her for prenatal checkups, and now she's even taking care of getting the medicine. I'm so grateful."
"Dad, I thank you on your behalf. Wanshu's mother said we're all family, so don't be shy. If anything happens, please call them right away."
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