Eighties Sweetheart Wife
Chapter 161: The Girl With Wild Ideas_1

Chapter 161: Chapter 161: The Girl With Wild Ideas_1

After everyone had received their share, Song Yunuan came back with a shy Xiaohua to ask for financial assistance again.

So, the brigade office gave each of the two girls an extra yuan.

Xiaohua was thrilled; in a few days, she had earned three yuan and half a pound of meat.

Her mother said they would make dumplings for dinner tonight.

Chu Zizhou glanced at the brigade office’s ledger and had to admit, seeing the balance grow felt really good.

Moreover, farming and raising pigs were long-term projects, but the villagers did indeed need to make some quick money to solve their immediate difficulties.

Just as he was about to ask Song Yunuan if she had any new ideas, she had already grabbed Zhou Xiaohua and run off.

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Du Zhenhai was indeed locked up.

Even though Old Liu came by, the original decision was upheld.

Although Old Liu felt it was tough to explain to Shangguan Yunqi, the favor he owed was to Old Xia, not to Shangguan, and he quickly put the matter out of his mind.

He listened in shock as Old Kou spoke to him about what Nanshan County Town was planning to do.

He was not involved in this mess.

So naturally, he was unaware.

Old Liu hesitated before saying, "Principal Hu is a straightforward person and not easy to talk to, how did you get in touch with him?"

Old Kou smiled faintly, "That, for now, is a secret."

Old Liu knew Old Kou’s difficulties and was aware of his grudges with Old Xia, but as adults, they wouldn’t let these grievances interfere with their work.

Naturally, they would stick to the matter at hand.

Old Liu didn’t press further and said, "Anyway, if there’s anything I can do to help, just let me know."

Old Kou wanted to say that actually, they didn’t need him at all.

But he still thanked Old Liu.

Kou Hui had a premonition that this could work out.

He called Principal Cui, asking him to keep in touch with Song Yunuan from time to time, as there might be some new information.

Factory Manager Duan used the excuse of giving Song Yunuan a bonus to invite her to a meal at the state-run hotel, and of course, he also invited Song Nian.

This time, the bonuses were distributed in the meeting room.

It was also to let everyone know that the folding dining tables, which were still in production but had already received many orders, were designed by Song Yunuan.

Factory Manager Duan was very generous with the bonus, giving her 300 yuan.

That was nearly a year’s salary for a worker.

There were definitely those who were envious and resentful. Factory Manager Duan said that as long as anyone could design new products like Song Yunuan, they would be rewarded with a bonus as well.

All at once, the workers’ enthusiasm was boosted.

At this moment, Factory Manager Duan asked Song Yunuan, "Little Nuan, considering your little uncle, we’re not outsiders. Tell your uncle about the probability of establishing a cadre academy, will you?"

Song Yunuan replied, "It’s hard to say."

"Just give a rough idea."

Song Yunuan naturally wouldn’t speak off the cuff.

She said, "Uncle Duan, before discussing the likelihood, tell me what it’s related to first."

Factory Manager Duan patted Song Nian beside him, "Your niece is really smart," he commented.

Then he continued, "If there’s a good chance, I’ll donate more. If not, I’ll contribute less. Little Nuan, you don’t know, the national finances are tight, and funding isn’t easy. We need to generate benefits to pay the workers’ wages. Every dime has to be spent where it matters most."

Even this meal for Song Yunuan was paid out of his own pocket.

But he wouldn’t mention that.

Thinking about the all-hands-on-deck situation in Nanshan County Town, Song Yunuan nodded, "There’s an eighty percent chance."

Factory Manager Duan’s eyes immediately widened with delight.

If it was eighty percent, then there was a good chance it could happen.

So he pointed at the braised pork on the table and told Song Yunuan, "The master chef at our First State-Run Hotel makes unparalleled braised pork. Especially when you soak it in rice with the sauce—it’s irresistible."

Song Yunuan obediently scooped some sauce onto her rice.

After a bite, wow, her mouth was about to explode.

It was delicious, truly delicious!

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After returning home, Song Yunuan checked her bonus ledger.

It was all kept in a small wooden box her grandfather had made specially for her.

The cash was temporarily stored away.

Then she took out a diary and recorded the dates of the awards as well.

Eventually, when I grow old, this will be a beautiful memory about money.

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Meanwhile, a letter delivered through "express service" from Zhenbei Stables was handed to Gu Huai’an, who was waiting at the main entrance.

Someone had intercepted this letter at the post office in Nanshan County Town and then brought it over along with supplies.

Having completed the task, they also breathed a sigh of relief.

Gu Huai’an thanked the person and leisurely made his way to his office.

Meanwhile, another executive at Dragon Aviation had the look of someone who had seen a ghost.

Gu Huai’an, expecting another letter?

Good heavens!

Who is it from?

A pen pal or a love interest?

The old secretary remembered Elder Gu’s confidential instructions.

And that gave him a headache.

He had to be discreet, careful not to spook the quarry, especially not to let Gu Huai’an catch on.

If Gu Huai’an did catch on, and he dared to say it was the old secretary’s doing, he would have hell to pay.

This was indeed very difficult.

Don’t let Gu Huai’an’s youth fool you, he had his connections.

The old secretary hastily moved from the window to the door, ready to discuss work matters with Gu Huai’an.

But by that time, Gu Huai’an had already locked his office door.

He picked up the envelope and glanced at it before tearing it open.

The first thing he felt was disappointment, for there was only a sheet of paper, which meant there couldn’t be many words.

Glancing down, he found the message to be concise and clear.

Then he saw the favor Song Yunuan was asking of him.

Gu Huai’an’s eyes widened in surprise.

He let out a light chuckle soon after.

This young lady did indeed have a sense of humor.

She actually wanted to build a house out of air.

Truly reaching for the stars!

Where could one find air to build a house with?

But as he read it a second time, he realized that Song Yunuan’s tone was very serious.

After a moment of silence, Gu Huai’an became serious as well.

Reading it again, before he got the chance to store the letter properly, there was a knock on the door, "Huai’an, it’s me, I’m coming in, okay?"

As though he was up to something in the office.

Gu Huai’an put the letter in a drawer and locked it.

This drawer was empty.

It seemed to have been cleared out specifically for storing letters.

The old secretary scrutinized Gu Huai’an.

Gu Huai’an picked up his fountain pen, a slight raise in his handsome brow, "If you have something to say, please do."

The old secretary actually had nothing at the moment.

He coughed several times, contemplating how to phrase his question.

Gu Huai’an asked, "Did my grandfather ask you to pry into my private matters?"

The old secretary quickly replied, "No, I haven’t been in contact with your grandfather for a long time."

Even though they had spoken on the phone just a few days ago.

Gu Huai’an did not expose the lie but instead said slowly, "Grandpa Xu, it is work hours now, and it is not permitted to discuss private issues."

The old secretary gave an embarrassed smile; after all, he was the one who had set that rule.

So, he hastily left after opening the door.

Gu Huai’an looked down at the drawer and, out of an abundance of caution, took out the key and unlocked it to read the letter again.

Building a house out of air?

Where should one start?

He genuinely began to consider it.

Without any immediate idea, he knew he couldn’t just not reply—that would be impolite. So, he decided he had to come up with at least a rough opinion.