As the Spring Festival approaches, various companies in the development zone have also begun to take holidays.
This also made the company employees who were still at work distracted, so Wu Hao simply took leave early. There was no need for everyone to continue to endure it, since their minds were no longer there anyway.
Faced with the rare occasion of reunion during the Spring Festival, Wu Hao had some headaches. As he grew up, the relationship between him and his father also began to become tense.
Although his stepmother was a good person, Wu Hao could never find a sense of belonging to that family. He took advantage of the opportunity to work during the Chinese New Year last year and did not go back. This year, it was the Spring Festival again, and he was murmuring in his heart again.<
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For those outside, who doesn’t long to reunite with his family during this traditional festival. But when he thinks of the bad relationship between father and son and the possible quarrels after returning, he loses the desire to go home.
"You still won't go back this year?" Zhang Junti walked into his residence, which is located on the 19th floor of Building B in a public rental housing complex, carrying a few boxes of stir-fried snacks and a bottle of five-X liquid in his hand.
Because he lives alone and has been busy with laboratory projects recently, he rarely stays at home except when he comes back to sleep at night.
While Wu Hao helped place the stir-fried dishes brought by Zhang Jun on the coffee table, he shook his head at him and said, "I plan to go to Su City. Yang Fan and the others are still there. I have no choice but to go and express my condolences during the Chinese New Year."<
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"Nonsense, they are there for work, why are you going there? Listen to me, go home during the Chinese New Year, at least for a reunion dinner. After all, you haven't seen each other for a year or two.
What kind of hatred can there be between father and son?" Zhang Jun unscrewed the cap of the bottle and poured Wu Hao a glass while persuading him.
He never told anyone about this mess at home. Zhang Jun knew that he was in a bad mood because he had a quarrel with his father on the phone one time, so he dragged him to drink, and then used the wine to talk about it.<
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Since that time, their relationship has gotten closer. This is why when he wanted to start a business, the first thing that came to his mind was Zhang Jun.
Wu Hao raised the glass and clinked it with Zhang Jun, then took a deep sip: "You also know what is going on in my family. Now the family of three is enjoying themselves happily. Why should I go back and ruin this atmosphere?"
"Come and eat!"
Zhang Jun took the lead in picking up a chopstick and started eating it, saying, "I just asked you to call me mom, and you are so stiff now. It stands to reason that your stepmother is also pretty good to you."
"It's true, but I just can't say it. I don't have any objections to her. After all, they were introduced to each other after my mother left.
And she is also kind to me, and she has not failed me in any way. But in my heart, I only have one mother. You can let me recognize you and respect me, but I just can't say it." Wu Hao was eating the food.
He said with a helpless look.
In his heart, he still can't get over this hurdle, and he can't open his mouth no matter what. Every time because of this matter, the father and son always get into trouble.
So after entering junior high school, he began to live on campus until college. He would not go back if he could do it for a long time, so as to avoid another conflict with his father.
Of course, it's not like he hasn't thought about reconciliation, but every time they meet, they start to quarrel again within a few words.
As he gets older, he spends more and more time outside, and he feels that this is nothing. It is only during special festivals such as the Spring Festival and Mid-Autumn Festival every year that the fragile roots buried deep in his heart are touched.
Heartstrings.
"Then you can't hide like this. It's the Chinese New Year. It's uncomfortable for you to stay here alone in an empty room. It's even harder for them to be at home and not expect their son to come home." Zhang Jun persuaded him while licking his belly.
Wu Hao raised his glass again and said: "Stop talking about this, let's do it!"
"Slow down, why are you drinking in such a hurry?" Even though he said that, Zhang Jun still touched him and drank it all in one gulp.
While adding wine to him, Zhang Jun asked: "By the way, how is Dongzi's performance recently?"
Wu Hao glanced at him, then smiled and said: "It's a lot better. At least I understand my position and my attitude has been corrected a lot."
"That's good. You also know his faults. He can easily get carried away with a little achievement. But no matter what, we have come through this together, so we still have to give him a chance."
Zhang Jun said to him: "I also made it clear to him that if he has any problems again, he will leave on his own."
"Haha, what was his reaction when he heard what you said?" Wu Hao said with interest.
Zhang Jun said angrily: "How can I react? The old man was so embarrassed that he almost didn't get anxious. But after I spread my words and said it, he calmed down instantly. Although we have a good relationship, some things must be made clear.
, it’s troublesome to stay behind if you don’t know anything.
In this regard, Yang Fan is much smarter than him."
"Well, this guy is nice and down-to-earth." Wu Hao praised after hearing this. Compared with Zou Xiaodong, Yang Fan is simpler. Moreover, he is a typical engineering and technical geek who lives in his hobbies every day, and even has some
Little lonely.
Somehow, he became friends with Zou Xiaodong, maybe because of their complementary personalities.
Yang Fan has been traveling around since Wu Hao handed over all the drone matters to him. During this Chinese New Year, he and the relevant technical team members cannot go home because they are working with the technical team led by Sun Shaoyang
Together, we are responsible for the drone cluster light and shadow performance project at the Sioux City branch of the Spring Festival Gala.
In order to reflect the new look of Su City's Jiangnan water town that perfectly integrates classical and modern styles, the director team of this branch meeting was determined to show the characteristics of Su City in front of the people across the country.
Wu Hao's previous wonderful performances in Yangcheng really shocked many people, so the director team of this party also spent a lot of money to invite them to perform.
Wu Hao is not here, and as the head of the technical team, Yang Fan must stay there. This is why he said earlier that he would go to Suzhou to express condolences to Yang Fan.
After all, it is a bit cruel to make this group of people leave their hometown during the Chinese New Year. As the leader of the company, he must go and express condolences no matter what.
But as Zhang Jun said, Yang Fan is in charge over there. It will be useless for him to go there, and it will only cause unnecessary trouble. Rather than doing this, it is better not to disturb them.
When the project is over, wouldn't it be enough to give each person more bonuses and benefits? This would be more affordable.
The two of them were drinking and chatting, feeling very uncomfortable. This kind of drinking had never happened before, and they often did it in the dormitory.
It’s just that people were relatively poor at that time, so a bottle of Erguotou usually cost a few yuan with a bag of peanuts and a few ham sausages.
Sometimes I would go to the roadside stall in front of the school to buy some cold dishes, but every time I would be accompanied by spicy anus and weak legs.
Now that I have money, I have the conditions, but unfortunately I am too busy, so such opportunities have become less and less.