Everyone present nodded, although several relatives, including his third uncle, were a little puzzled that Li Yan's personality seemed to have changed a lot.
But in this situation, no one made trouble and nodded seriously.
Li Yan took a breath. Fortunately, no so-called idiot relatives jumped out to slap him in the face.
His time now cannot be wasted. If anyone only eats and does not work, Li Yan will not do anything else. He will just pay him a salary and let him go.
Even if they are relatives!
Now that the general direction has been set, the next step is the specific implementation.
...
Li Yan did not stay in the factory at this time, but drove a silver Honda Accord back to his home.
The family has a self-built five-story homestead house near the industrial area.
The first floor is the living room and kitchen, the second floor is where my mother lives, the third floor is Li Yan’s room and study, and the fourth and fifth floors are rented out to young people who come to work.
Li Yan's own room is about 40 square meters. In the study, there is a desktop computer with a large CRT monitor, a CD player, a pile of game CDs and magazines.
This is his little world.
My younger sister Li Meng should be in kindergarten now, and my mother might have gone out to buy groceries at this time.
The reason why I came back is because during this period of time, working in the factory has reached my physical limit.
Li Yan must come back to fix things up.
Li Yan was sitting in his study at this time, wiping his wet hair and looking at the next arrangements that had been roughly written in his notebook.
The next arrangement is nothing more than marketing which is crucial at this time.
Having a good product must be matched with good marketing.
In other words, even if there is no good product, there must be good marketing!
Otherwise, it is almost impossible to create a hit product. No matter how good the product is, it will be difficult to stand out in this time period when hundreds of new mobile phones are launched in Huaqiangbei every day.
What Li Yan wrote in his notebook at this time was about the next marketing plan.
Just when Li Yan was about to continue to refine his plan, he suddenly heard his study door open.
Put down the pen and turned around to look back. A round head with two small braids squeezed in with difficulty. At the same time, the chubby little hand was still holding the door frame, and his big eyes blinked in.
When Li Yan saw this adorable little thing, his impression of his sister in this life emerged.
When her father passed away, her younger sister Li Meng didn't remember much. Now that she's in kindergarten, her longing for her father has turned to her attachment to her brother.
It's just that at this moment, Li Yan saw that Mingming had squeezed his head in, but his little butt and legs in thick and cute overalls were still lingering outside the door.
Li Yan smiled, opened his hand and said to Li Meng, who was pressing his lips and blinking at him.
"Mengmeng, come here, do you miss your brother?"
Mengmeng is Li Meng's nickname.
Although Mengmeng missed her brother very much at this time, her little head turned away suddenly as she squeezed open the study door, and her fleshy little hands that were on the door frame were held in front of her chest like a little adult.
Hmm, the small mouth that could hang the oil can was pouted and he made a sound: "Huh!"
Looking at his arrogant sister standing at the door unwilling to come in, Li Yan knew that he was blaming himself.
Hym He used to always stick to his sister, but in the past month Li Yan has been living and eating in the factory. Although his mother goes to see Li Yan from time to time, Mengmeng is not allowed to go to a place like the factory and the smell of plastic.
In this way, from Mengmeng's point of view, her brother is a very evil person at this time, and he has even forgotten his sister.
And when he got a daughter in old age, his mother, his deceased father, and Li Yan all combined their endless love for Mengmeng.
Li Yan looked at his angry sister, laughed, stood up and walked to the door to pick up this cute, tender and fleshy girl.
Humbling while walking.
"Mengmeng, brother is wrong. I have been busy during this period and I didn't have time to come back to accompany you. Brother is wrong, okay?"
Coming to the door, he was about to pick up his sister, but unexpectedly, Mengmeng pouted her little mouth and immediately turned away, snorting even harder.
「Huh!!!」
Looking at the two cute braids facing away from him, Li Yan knelt down and put his hands around Mengmeng's soft belly and hugged her.
His face pressed against Mengmeng’s fleshy little face and he apologized softly.
"Brother is wrong. I will buy you some sweets, okay? Mengmeng, please stop being angry?"
Girls are always difficult to coax. Li Yan laughed and hugged Mengmeng, who was twisting around like a little bean bug in his arms, and picked her up with all his strength.
As Mengmeng in his arms stopped struggling and her big eyes began to roll with beads, Li Yan became even more panicked.
Hurrying to coax Mengmeng, the look of the little person in his arms made Li Yan feel heartbroken.
"Brother, you are not allowed to go further!"
Mengmeng, who returned to her brother's arms, wiped her tears with her little hands and said in a tearful tone.
Li Yan knew that his sister's dependence on him had become even more important since his father's death. This may be what it means to have an elder brother like his father.
Li Yan put his forehead against Mengmeng’s forehead in his arms and whispered that his brother would not leave. Seeing that Mengmeng in his arms stopped crying, he deliberately put the left side of his face close to hers.
"Mengmeng, dear brother!"
"Hmph~"
"mua!"
Li Yan felt the drool on his face, laughed, and walked downstairs with Mengmeng, who was already a little shy, holding Mengmeng's two fleshy arms tightly around Li Yan's neck.
The mother downstairs was putting away the groceries she had bought, and looked at her son and daughter coming downstairs with a smile. The moisture in the corners of her eyes also represented the mother's inner emotions at this time.
I watched my son take over his father's factory. I watched my son eat and live in the factory for more than a month. I watched my son become thinner and thinner. I watched my son's personality slowly change.
How can you not feel distressed when you are a mother?
"Xiaoyan, would you like to have dinner at home tonight?"
Facing his mother's longing look, Li Yan, who had originally made an appointment with the director of the credit department of the rural credit cooperative for dinner, couldn't help but agree.
"Eat more meat, look how much weight you have lost recently!"
"Mengmeng! Come down from my brother's arms and eat well! Look at you!"
"Eat more!"
"Brother, eat this!"
"Brother also has this!"
However, it was after five o'clock in the afternoon and it was not dark yet, but the dining table on the first floor was already filled with sumptuous meals.
Tomato and bean soaked pot + boneless braised pig trotters + fried potatoes with green peppers + fried shrimp balls + fried lettuce with black bean + carrot, yam and corn soup + steamed scallops with garlic.
This is comparable to a meal for a major festival or the New Year, and it is also a dinner that my mother worked hard for a long time to make.
After eating and drinking enough, Li Yan, under the persuasion of his mother and sister, ate twice as much as he usually did.
Feeling his full belly, Li Yan looked at Mengmeng, who was lying in his arms and lifted up her little shirt, patting her white flowers and bulging belly. Li Yan took Mengmeng's little hand in a funny way and educated her.
After holding Mengmeng, who was sleepy after eating, and went upstairs to sleep, Li Yan said to his mother.
“Mom, I’m going out for a trip and I’ll come back to sleep at night.”