Chapter 73: Life is full of disappointments [First Order Request]

The principle of relative avoidance.

Strictly speaking, people like Lu Yang and Meng Wenxian should not be counted.

But if you look deeper, some people will find fault with it.

"Young man, you are very good and politically conscious. Your uncle really thinks this matter is a bit too simple."

Meng Wenxian was not angry at all.

Instead, he praised Lu Yang for his high political awareness.

Missed an opportunity?
this is nothing.

Didn't you hear it just now? This young man called him uncle and reminded him to be careful about the principle of family avoidance. Doesn't this mean he is also a family member?
good thing.

Great thing.

His wife Ye Qiuyu was not in good health and had not been able to conceive a baby of their own over the years.

To say I have no regrets.

There must be some.

But Meng Wenxian never regretted it. He only hated that he found his junior sister too late.

Professor Ye, my teacher, was very kind to me, but I failed to protect him. Later, I even failed to protect my junior sister. I had agreed that the educated youth sent to the countryside was just to stay out of the spotlight, and I would come to pick her up in two or three years at most. However, due to a series of coincidences, it was more than ten years before we met again.

When he learned that his wife had a biological son in the countryside, he thought about taking the son home and raising him under his wing, even if he was older. Unfortunately, he was rejected.

Now five years have passed.

The boy who had rejected me back then, now standing in front of me, is a young man whose thinking, insights and attitude towards things are so mature.

This made him very happy.

I had worried before that the other person would grow up crooked in the countryside, hate me, regard me as the enemy who had taken his mother away, and then violently break into the world of me, my wife, and my daughter, disrupting our originally ordinary life.

This worry is obviously unnecessary.

Meng Wenxian rubbed the hair on his head, which was not very thick to begin with.

The 40-year-old man looked conflicted again at this moment.

"I can't show up."

"But how can I help you?"

"Forget it, it seems that the only one left is that guy."

He asked Lu Yang to sit for a while.

I ran back to my desk and made a phone call.

Waited about three or four minutes.

He called Lu Yang, and the two of them left his office. "I'll introduce someone to you later. He's the deputy factory director in charge of sales. If you want to discuss business, you can go to him. As long as the order is not more than 100,000, you don't need to alert the factory director and the secretary. This guy can make the decision. But this guy and I don't get along. No matter what the negotiation is, I won't help you anymore. You have to be mentally prepared."

Lu Yang nodded: "I understand."

"It's best if you understand."

Meng Wenxian continued, "But you don't have to worry. Although this guy doesn't get along with me, he is an old acquaintance of your mother. If it weren't for... Never mind, let's not talk about it. Your mother will tell you when she has the chance in the future."

He shook his head sadly.

Lu Yang didn't care. These trivial things were nothing more than a tragedy of that era. It was easy to imagine that they were definitely not good things. Before he was 13 years old, he had never heard his mother mention his grandparents, nor had he ever heard that his mother had a so-called family.

Otherwise, why would he have endured such bullying by his drunkard father, Lu Erpiezi?

It's in the past.

It's no use asking now.

However, Lu Yang became somewhat interested in the person he was going to meet next.

The deputy director of the cotton textile factory who is in charge of sales?
Is he an acquaintance of your mother?

That’s great, this relationship can be fully utilized.

Well, someone needs to abide by the principle of relative avoidance, but you don't need to meet this person next time.

while walking.

Meng Wenxian asked him again: "By the way, are you here alone?" Lu Yang said: "Of course not, I have three companions, they are waiting for me downstairs."

Meng Wenxian said: "Then call them all and let's go directly to the warehouse behind the production area."

Lu Yang nodded.

Without asking why, after going downstairs, he introduced Da Jun, his eldest cousin, and Gong Pingan who were waiting there to Meng Wenxian.

"Yes, they are all good guys, and they look very energetic."

Meng Wenxian nodded approvingly.

Lu Yang said to Da Jun, his eldest cousin, and Gong Pingan, "This is Deputy Director Meng, one of my elders. Just call him Uncle Meng."

Da Jun, eldest cousin, and Gong Ping'an all nodded heavily at the same time and called Meng Wenxian "Uncle Meng" in unison.

Although I don't understand.

Where did this elder Lu Yang come from?

Especially Da Jun and his eldest cousin, they knew Lu Yang's past very well. They all grew up together wearing open-crotch pants, but they had never heard that Lu Yang had an elder who was a deputy factory director in the city. If that were true, he would not have almost become someone's son-in-law.

But it's okay.

Lu Yang had already reminded them on the way here.

Let everyone talk as little as possible.

So as not to show weakness.

Everyone just had to respond to whatever he said, and as long as they cooperated well, they still thought that this was part of the deal.

How long has Yangzi been up there?

This is already recognizing an elder, awesome, yes, that’s awesome.

How big is the state-owned cotton textile factory?
According to official statistics, it covers an area of ​​more than 21 square meters, or 315 acres.

From the office building to the warehouse area, you need to walk through the entire production area.

The group walked for more than ten minutes.

This is where we have arrived.

From a distance, I saw three or four large trucks parked in front of the warehouse.

Some workers are unloading goods.

That’s not right. It seems like they are moving the finished cloth into the warehouse?

This is a state-owned cotton textile factory.

Shouldn't we move the raw materials into the warehouse, put the finished cloth onto the truck, and then transport it outside to sell it?
It’s Tiangang, what is this?

Knowing that this would surprise Lu Yang and the others, Meng Wenxian shrugged and said, "As you can see, the market has not been very good recently. Lu Yang, you are here at the right time to buy fabric."

He didn't say anything extra.

A man in his 30s or 40s who was directing the unloading of the goods from afar, with a dark face, walked towards them aggressively, "What's going on? Lao Meng, didn't I tell you to wait for me in the office? Why did you bring guests here?"

Meng Wenxian deliberately left him alone.

He said to Lu Yang, "This is the guy. He was also your grandfather's student. Your grandfather Ye Ziru is an expert in textile machinery. In the 60s, he came down from the upper level and was attached to the No. 60 Textile Machinery Factory, a large textile machinery factory directly under the central government. He served as a technical instructor in textile machinery research and concurrently served as the principal of the Textile Technology School directly run by the factory. This guy and I were both the first batch of students in the Textile Technology School. In the late s, the city decided to set up a separate cotton textile factory, and this guy and I were both selected as backbone reserves and transferred here."

Meng Wenxian used only a few words to explain the complicated relationship between himself, Ye Qiuyu, Lu Yang's grandfather, and Deputy Director Nie.

Even Lu Yang didn't have time to express his admiration for his grandfather's awesomeness.

Deputy Director Nie, who was in the prime of life, almost roared, "What? He is Professor Ye's grandson? Doesn't that mean he must be Senior Sister Qiuyu's...you...you two..."

Nie Yong almost bit off his tongue.

When Professor Ye got into trouble, he and Meng Wenxian had already been transferred from the Second Textile Machinery Factory. It was difficult for them to protect themselves, and they had no energy to take care of this matter. Later, he heard that even Senior Sister Qiuyu almost got into trouble. It was this guy in front of him who tried every possible means and asked people to find connections to get Senior Sister Qiuyu mixed in with a group of educated youth who went to the countryside, in order to avoid that storm.

I thought that was all right.

Maybe after a few years, when things have calmed down, I can still attend this guy and Senior Sister Qiuyu's wedding.

But I never thought that more than ten years would pass in a flash, and this guy did not keep his promise, and Senior Sister Qiuyu did not come back alone.

It’s true what the old saying goes: Eight out of ten things in life are not as we wish!
(End of this chapter)