232: Chapter 231 New Year's Gift Package

Zhang Shiqing paused for a moment. This was called a New Year's gift?

Thinking of Transsion's achievements in 2011, this really was just a small surprise.

"Well, your 'small surprise' is quite significant. It really wasn't easy for us to create something like this."

Zhang Shiqing looked at Shen Fei again and noticed that his gaze remained fixed on Zhang Mingzhu, the corners of his mouth curving up involuntarily.

A doting smile appeared on his face; this kind of sincere affection was truly beautiful.

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The old man really has a sharp eye...

"When will your car project be ready for the market? Our Provincial Committee will be the first to sign up."

"After the New Year," Shen Fei said, pouring him a cup of tea. "I'll send you one when the time comes."

"No, that won't do." Zhang Shiqing waved his hand. "Leading cadres cannot accept gifts. We must buy it. We will pay the full price. By the way, Secretary Jiang mentioned at a meeting a while ago that we need to support our local enterprises. It just so happens that the Provincial Committee and Shenzhen have a batch of official vehicles that need replacing, and we've been waiting for you."

Shen Fei's heart stirred once again. It really is good to have connections...

At this moment, Zhang Ruyue and Jiang Xin poked their heads out from the kitchen. "What are you two chatting about? Come and eat, the food is getting cold."

The six of them sat around the dining table. Outside the window in the distance, people were setting off fireworks, and the popping sounds drifted over from afar.

Shen Guoming raised his glass. "Come, let's have a toast first. Happy New Year!"

"Happy New Year!"

Six glasses clinked together.

Zhang Mingzhu was drinking orange juice, while the others were drinking the medicinal wine that Shen Guoming had brewed himself.

After setting down their glasses, the four elders took out the red envelopes they had prepared in advance...

The amount followed the standards of the capital, rather than just a token gesture for the Yang Chen area. As a result, they were quite substantial.

After a few rounds of drinks, Zhang Shiqing set down his glass. Whether it was the alcohol or something else, his expression became serious.

"Shen Fei, there's something I've wanted to talk to you about for a while—the matter between you and Mingzhu. Mingzhu is already three months along; if we drag this out any longer, it won't look good."

Zhang Mingzhu lowered her head, her face turning slightly red.

Although they had previously agreed to wait until after graduation to get the certificates, the matter of the wedding couldn't be delayed too long.

Zhang Ruyue chimed in from the side. "Exactly, exactly. I've consulted the ancestors; there's a good day in March. March 18th, the 26th day of the second lunar month, is auspicious for weddings. Let's make it that day."

Shen Guoming set down his glass. "Alright, March 18th it is."

Shen Fei glanced at Zhang Mingzhu; she was looking down, but the corners of her mouth were smiling.

She was about to become a mother, yet she still had that girlish air about her.

"Alright," Shen Fei nodded. "March 18th."

Zhang Shiqing nodded with satisfaction and raised his glass. "Then it's settled. Come, let's have a drink."

"Wait," Jiang Xin stopped him. "There's one more thing. Where should we hold the wedding? At the company or here?"

Shen Guoming thought for a moment. "Let's hold it at the old family estate. There aren't many people anyway, and since Old Zhang is about to have a job reassignment, it's not appropriate for me to be too extravagant. Just a few tables to let everyone celebrate will be enough."

Zhang Shiqing nodded. "This step is quite critical. If last year was about opening the door, then this year is about getting the key. It's just..."

Zhang Shiqing sighed, then grabbed Zhang Ruyue's hand: "It's just, it's a pity..."

"Dad, why is it a pity? I never liked such a grand display anyway..."

Jiang Xin rolled her eyes at Zhang Shiqing. "What's the point of such a grand display? If there are too many people and something goes wrong, it won't be good. Why do you spend every day thinking about these things?"

Zhang Shiqing turned his head to look, then slowly lowered his head again. The whole family laughed again.

After the meal, Shen Fei left the heavy responsibility of inviting guests to the parents, and took the opportunity to take Zhang Mingzhu out for a stroll.

Past 11 o'clock, it was late into the night. The sea breeze blowing from the distance felt cool, and Zhang Mingzhu shrank her neck. Shen Fei quickly took off his coat and draped it over her.

"Be careful not to catch a cold."

Zhang Mingzhu looked at him with tender affection. "I'm not made of porcelain."

"You're not made of porcelain, but you are mine," Shen Fei said, holding her close. "I'll spoil my wife."

Zhang Mingzhu blushed and leaned her head on his shoulder.

"Shen Fei, do you think that by this time next year, we'll have a little one?"

After saying that, Zhang Mingzhu looked at Shen Fei with wide eyes. Shen Fei smiled and nodded gently. "Yes. It'll be lively by then."

"Do you want a boy or a girl?"

"A girl."

"Why?"

"Because a girl will look like you—beautiful."

Zhang Mingzhu punched him lightly. "Smooth talker."

However, a shy smile still bloomed on her face. Just as she was about to speak, fireworks suddenly rose in the distance. Red, green, purple, and various shapes bloomed in the night sky, one after another.

Zhang Mingzhu leaned into Shen Fei's arms, watching the fireworks, and whispered, "Happy New Year, Shen Fei."

"Happy New Year, Mingzhu."

She took Shen Fei's hand, touched her belly, and lowered her head with him, whispering, "And you, little one. Happy New Year!"

Unfortunately, the little one was still too small; otherwise, it would have surely kicked.

In the distance, some companies' commercials appeared on the big screens, showcasing their strength and reach, but at this moment, Shen Fei couldn't care less. He just wanted to hold the woman in his arms, watch the fireworks in the sky, and wait for the New Year's bell.

When they returned home, the two families were making dumplings. Zhang Shiqing was rolling the dough, and Jiang Xin was wrapping the dumplings. Although they were from Guangnan Province, they had lived in the capital for a long time, so during such major holidays, they would still make a meal of dumplings.

The TV was playing the Spring Festival Gala, with the hosts counting down. "10, 9, 8..."

Shen Fei held Zhang Mingzhu's hand and stood by the window, listening to the countdown. As the countdown ended, the fireworks outside the window became denser... For a moment, it was impossible to tell if it was day or night.

The New Year's bell rang out. Voices saying "Happy New Year" echoed in waves.

I also picked up my phone and sent a message in the work group: "Happy New Year!" Then, I casually sent a few red envelopes in the family group and the work group.

[Ding] Just as Shen Fei was preparing to take Zhang Mingzhu upstairs to rest, the system's voice rang out once again...

[Congratulations to the host for obtaining the New Year Gift Package! Technology Exchange Points * 2012. Two 193nm immersion Lithography Machines, including corresponding production line processes (14nm solution). Note: Multiple exposure can achieve 10nm process; 7nm yield rate is extremely low.]

It seems like another voice-activated system. I was just talking about it a couple of days ago, and now the production capacity issue is completely solved...

It will be interesting when Morris Chang visits after the New Year; this will be another big surprise. However, today is New Year's, and he doesn't want to work; he just wants to accompany his family.

He walked back to the living room, sat down next to Zhang Mingzhu, and picked up a dumpling. "Who made this? Why does it look like a xiaolongbao?"

Shen Fei looked at Zhang Mingzhu, thinking his wife had tried making one. But she just kept covering her mouth and laughing wildly, which made Shen Fei scratch his head while also feeling a chill down his back...

Although Shen Fei's early warning was excellent, by the time he prepared to dodge, the slap had already landed...

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