Wan Chongyang's birthday is coming soon. Not only does this guy run smoothly, he also talks smoothly.

How else could I call him a monster?

But there are times when monsters are confused. After not seeing each other for a week, this guy doesn't seem to know Wan Feng very well. He looks at Wan Feng and is hesitant about what to do.

"Come here, son, I am your father, why don't you recognize me?"

After being reminded like this, Wan Chongyang recognized his father, ran over, rushed into Wan Feng's arms, and pinched Wan Feng's nose and ears with his right hand habitually.

This little brat doesn't slap his face anymore, but pinches his nose and ears.

"I want to buy some." After pinching my nose and ears enough, the little guy made his request.

After the children today can walk away, the second place they know after their father is probably a small shop. This refers to children in rural areas and cities except for them.

"Buy shit, dad is back with good things for you."

"Buy shit!"

"Don't say bad words. If you're too insensitive, I'll knock you."

"Paralysis!" Wan Zhongyang immediately repeated.

What's wrong, children are very strange creatures. They can't remember good words, but they can pick up curse words as soon as they hear them.

"Look at you! If you say bad words in front of the children, you are not allowed to speak when you go home. Be careful." Zhang Xuan rolled her eyes at Wan Feng with an irritated look.

It seems that I have to be very careful in front of my children in the future.

Luan Feng came up from downstairs carrying Wan Feng's bag, went upstairs, threw the bag on the bed, and then threw it on the bed.

Fortunately, this was Simmons. If it were a wooden bed, her posture would definitely knock her head out.

"Oh, I'm so exhausted."

Wan Feng scorned: "You're exhausted just carrying a bag upstairs? Is it still okay? Do you want me to beat you up?"

"Beat!" Wan Zhongyang lit the fire.

Wan Feng’s bag contains all the special snacks he brought back from Beijing, which he bought for his family to try.

When she entered the building just now, Luan Feng gave half of it to Wan Feng's mother, and the rest is here.

Wan Feng first checked his son's two small hands, which usually looked like African natives, and then took him to the bathroom to wash his hands.

He was allowed to catch it only after washing his hands.

Wan Zhongyang grabbed a shortbread in each hand, but he was polite and gave one to his mother first and then to his second mother.

Then he picked one up and chewed it.

Apart from his mother, Zhang Xuan can probably educate him with this kind of education. As for his biological mother... forget it.

"How was the talk?" Zhang Xuan still knows how to ask questions seriously. Luan Feng and her son have already begun to study the taste of Beijing snacks.

Professional comments such as this one is delicious and that one is not delicious or too sour come out from time to time.

Luan Feng said it was delicious, and Wan Zhongyang followed suit. When Luan Feng said it was not delicious, he showed a pained expression, making Luan Feng laugh.

"It will take a few days to come back and listen to the letter. It shouldn't be a big problem. Did Feng'er ask you to come?"

Zhang Xuan blushed and nodded.

Seeing Zhang Xuan's blushing face, Wan Feng felt depressed. Why did he feel that he was in danger of becoming dumpling stuffing again tonight?

The next morning, Comrade Dumpling Stuffing came to Nanwan Group with graceful steps.

Asada Nobu, Yimeng and others rushed to Wanfeng's office immediately to inquire about the results.

Naturally, they did not get the results they hoped for.

Now Wan Feng doesn't know what the outcome will be and how to tell them, he can only tell them to wait.

Of course, you don't just sit and wait, you do what you need to do.

This time I went to Beijing. Because I was in a hurry when I came back, Wan Feng didn't do two things. One was to go to the Ministry of Information Industry to check out the mobile phones, and the other was to go to Beijing Ideal to check it out.

Although he bought Beijing Ideal, he has never been there yet.

If you get off the bus and go to Beijing, you must check it out.

It is not yet known when the micro sedan will be officially produced, but the preparation work cannot stop.

The installation of the production line is still proceeding step by step, and it is now completed.

"Mr. Wan, if this production line is installed, what should we do if the mechanical department still doesn't come down to notify us?" Guan Hai asked, wearing work clothes and holding a wrench, his face stained with oil.

Wan Feng strongly suspected that this guy was deliberately pretending to be diligent in front of him. Did he, the leader of the equipment development department, come to install the production line himself?

"The production line will start as soon as it is installed. Start production first, and don't rush around after approval comes."

After the production line is installed and tested and adjusted to pass the test, it will of course be started. Should we just leave it idle?

Wanfeng has nothing to worry about when this car is launched, it will just take some time.

"Ah? Give birth first? Then if the superiors don't approve it, won't the production be in vain?"

"It can't be produced in vain. If the superiors don't approve the production of the mini sedan, it will be given to those hard-working employees to ride on motorcycles."

You can't get on the highway without a license plate, but it's okay to wander around the doorsteps from Jiangwei to Black Reef.

Although it is very prosperous now, it is still a remote corner of Hongya County, and traffic police generally do not visit this area.

When Guan Hai heard that he also had hope, he became more enthusiastic about his work.

Wan Feng waited at home for five days like an ant on a hot pot. News about the production of the mini sedan did not come, but news about mobile phone testing came first.

HG1001 has been jointly tested by the Ministry of Information Industry and China Unicom, and all performances have met China Unicom's requirements.

The Ministry of Information Industry and China Unicom are very satisfied.

The certificate of conformity and the license plate have been issued together, and Huaguang Technology can now start production.

But it can't be produced, the production line hasn't been built yet, and Gu Hongzhong's LCD is still in the stage of improvement and testing.

Fortunately, this mobile phone will not be officially released until the end of 1995. It cannot be released until China Unicom releases the number.

Therefore, its production is not urgent at all. It takes such a long time to prepare for anything.

Since it has been such a long time, Yu Zhengdong began to make some small changes to this phone, such as continuing the style of HG101 and producing a color phone.

The color machine is geared towards women. Since women are oriented, he is going to create some small benefits for these female users, such as the self-editing function of ringtones.

What Yu Zhengdong didn't expect was that on the day the mobile phone was released, this small function he had created in his spare time would become a huge hit.

Many young men have bought this colorful mobile phone.

Time flies so fast, and it’s Wan Zhongyang’s birthday in the blink of an eye.

Children in rural areas of southern Liaoning need to be pampered on their first birthday, but Wan Feng has no such idea.

If there was something going on at his house, there would be no room for two or three hundred tables.

As for hotels, there are not even five or six hotels that can accommodate them, and it’s not troublesome enough.

Wan Feng planned to quietly serve his family members and a few close friends at home, without making any announcements.

People from Luan Feng's family, Zhang Xuan's family, Han Guang's family, Zhao Gang, Chen Dao, Gu Hongzhong, Cheng Gong and others.
Chapter completed!