latelenovela Chapter 203: Only widowhood, no divorce.
Chapter 203: Only widowhood, no divorce.
On the other side, Zhuang Chaoying and Lin Wufeng rode their bicycles toward the refrigerator factory.
The two arrived at the refrigerator factory, went straight to the office building, and arrived at Director An's office.
At this moment, Director An was in his office, as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.
He stood by the window, his eyes fixed on what was outside.
Just then, he saw Zhuang Chaoying and Lin Wufeng appear.
Factory Director An hurried forward and flung open the office door. "Please come in, Teacher Zhuang."
Zhuang Chaoying stepped into the office and glanced around, noticing that there were other people in the office. Including the two of them, there were six people in the room.
Upon seeing this, Factory Director An immediately began to introduce them. "Teacher Zhuang, these are all core representatives of our factory."
Then he turned to the others and solemnly introduced them. "This is Teacher Zhuang, the designer of the electric kettle."
"Hello!"
Everyone smiled and nodded, and after a warm greeting, they quickly got down to business.
Factory Director An cleared his throat, his expression turning serious.
"Teacher Zhuang, I am both the person in charge of the factory and the largest shareholder. Our refrigerator factory now has fixed assets of 300,000 yuan. After careful discussion, if you invest 30,000 yuan, plus your design contribution as equity,..."
Our decision is to give you 8% of the shares (phantom stock), and you'll receive a corresponding percentage of the profits at the end of the year. Giving you this much means our other shareholders' stakes will be significantly reduced; this is a percentage we've collectively agreed upon after repeated discussions.
After listening, Zhuang Chaoying clasped her hands together, her brows furrowed slightly, and looked up. "I want 10%! As I said before, I don't just have one idea for quick-heating devices; I have many more creative ideas and designs to come. You might as well discuss it further. I'm not in a hurry; everyone can take their time to consider it."
As soon as he said that, the others immediately started whispering among themselves.
They were all talking at once, their expressions varied.
Factory Director An also went over and joined their discussion.
They talked for about twenty minutes, when suddenly one of the men stood up, becoming agitated, and started saying something.
Seeing this, Factory Manager An quickly stepped forward, forcefully pressing him down into his chair. "You're the factory manager, and I'm the factory manager. I didn't call you here to argue; I called you here to give me some advice. Calm down!"
After a while, Director An, with a smile on his face, walked up to Zhuang Chaoying again, extended his hand, and said, "Teacher Zhuang, we agree. We'll give you ten percent of the shares."
Zhuang Chaoying smiled, stood up, and firmly grasped Factory Director An's hand. "It's a pleasure to cooperate with you. Let's make big money together in the future."
"Make big money!" Factory Director An said, his gaze still fixed on Zhuang Chaoying. "Um, Ms. Zhuang, when can we get that 30,000 yuan?"
"Tomorrow, I'll go back to the bank with my wife to withdraw the money later today. It will definitely be delivered tomorrow, and then we can formally sign the contract."
Factory Director An nodded in satisfaction. "Alright, we'll do it your way!"
"I'll go and ask the cafeteria to cook a few dishes. We'll have some drinks, and Professor Zhuang can leave after we've finished eating."
Zhuang Chaoying quickly waved her hand. "No, no, I still have to ride my bike back later. I don't drink and ride a bike, and I don't ride a bike after drinking. If I fall on the road while I'm out of it, I'll be in big trouble."
Factory Director An patted his arm. "Teacher Zhuang is quite humorous, so let's eat, no drinking."
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It was past one o'clock in the afternoon when I came out of Director An's office.
Zhuang Chaoying hopped on her bicycle and slowly rode towards the old town.
Zhuang Chaoying's thoughts were still on her meeting with Director An, and various ideas about future cooperation with the factory kept churning in her mind.
Forty minutes passed, and he finally turned into that familiar alley.
Zhuang Chaoying pushed her bicycle into the yard, and just as she parked it, Tu Nan quickly came out of the room. "Dad, Mom is sleeping inside. Please be quiet when you go in."
Zhuang Chaoying nodded slightly, a smile appearing on her face, and replied softly, "I understand. Where's Xiaoting?"
"Xiaoting is in her room."
Zhuang Chaoying gently opened the screen door and tiptoed into the room. Her gaze fell on the bedside, where she saw Ah Ling lying on her side, fast asleep, with a few strands of hair scattered across her face.
As if sensing something, Huang Ling stirred groggily in her sleep and slowly opened her eyes.
In her hazy state, she saw Chao Ying standing quietly by the bed, watching her. She couldn't help but mutter softly, her voice still carrying the languor of someone who had just woken up.
"Chao Ying, you're back."
Zhuang Chaoying walked to the bedside and slowly sat down. She reached out and gently took Ah Ling's hand, stroking it tenderly with her thumb a few times, her eyes full of doting affection. "Sleep a little longer."
Huang Ling shook her head, slowly sat up, and rubbed her eyes. "I'm not going to sleep anymore. If I sleep any longer, I won't be able to sleep at night."
At this moment, Xiaoting was sitting at her desk in her room, reading an extracurricular book.
Huang Ling was still a little sleepy, her eyes half-open, and she gently rested her head on Zhuang Chaoying's back. "Chaoying, how did your talk with Director An at the refrigerator factory go today?"
Zhuang Chaoying straightened her back, making it more comfortable for A-Ling to lean against her. "With an investment of 30,000 yuan, plus the design of the immersion heater as a share, they will give me 10% of the refrigerator factory's shares as dividends."
Huang Ling's previously dazed eyes instantly lit up. Upon hearing the word "money," she immediately perked up. Who wouldn't want money?
She quickly asked, "Chaoying, when should we send the money over?"
"It's scheduled for tomorrow. You're coming with me; this is a big event for our family."
Zhuang Chaoying paused. "And I want to put this share in your name. From now on, I'll just work for my Ah Ling, and I'll put everything in your name. I feel completely at ease."
Hearing Chao Ying's words, Huang Ling felt as if she had been struck by a warm current, and her eyes welled up with tears again.
She blinked frantically, trying to hold back her tears. "Chao Ying, how could you be so mean?"
Zhuang Chaoying turned around and looked at A-Ling's slightly red eyes. "How am I annoying?"
"Why are you saying all this? You're making me cry again. Aren't you afraid I'll run away with the two kids?"
Zhuang Chaoying reached out and gently hugged A-Ling, the two resting their heads on each other's shoulders.
Zhuang Chao's tone was firm. "Don't be afraid, you won't run away. We're only widowed, not divorced."
Xiaoting, who was in the next room, was watching an exciting part of the show when she inadvertently looked up, stretched her neck, and looked out through the glass.
Seeing his parents cuddling together again, he shook his head helplessly and muttered to himself, "Having parents who are too close is a problem. They're always sticking together and don't care whether their child feels awkward or not!"
After saying that, he lowered his head and immersed himself in the world of the book.
Huang Ling gently pushed Zhuang Chaoying away, her face flushed as if she'd applied blush. "Pah! We can both live to ninety!" she said, standing up. "Let's go get the money!"
Zhuang Chaoying also stood up and gently wiped away the remaining tears from Ah Ling's eyes. "Let's go!"
Huang Ling took out an iron box from the wardrobe, retrieved her passbook, and went to the bank with Chao Ying to withdraw money.
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