Courtyard House: My Wife is Xu Huizhen

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In his expectation, even if He Yuzhu's development in Hong Kong goes smoothly, it should be steady and gradual.

But the fact is that this industry has grown from nothing to a raging fire in a very short period of time. Its scale and rapid development far exceeded all his previous imaginations.

After He Yuzhu finished reporting on Xiangjiang's work in a clear and logical manner, the two sat opposite each other, and the atmosphere around them gradually became relaxed and comfortable.

The topic naturally shifted from past work results to the next work plan.

The big leader leaned forward slightly, his whole posture revealing his seriousness. He looked focused and stared at He Yuzhu, and then gave high praise to He Yuzhu's work.

His words were filled with sincerity and recognition, and he solemnly said, "After numerous practical tests over this period of time, the facts have proven beyond a doubt that the methods you use are effective and have yielded remarkable results. From the precise timing in market development to the clever layout in resource integration, every step has been steady and precise, and every decision has been well-timed, laying a rock-solid foundation for future long-term development."

But the next work is like a complicated tangled mess, with thousands of threads intertwined together, and many issues need further discussion.

The top leader sat at the conference table with a serious expression, his hands crossed on the table, and said seriously that this project was of great significance and was related to the company's strategic layout and market position in the next few years.

He must make a detailed and comprehensive report to his superiors, clearly explaining every survey data from the preparation stage of the project, to the current interim results, to the potential risks that may be encountered during the project implementation, and the valuable opportunities that coexist with them, striving to obtain higher-level support and decision-making to ensure the smooth progress of the project.

For He Yuzhu, this collaboration is a rare opportunity, like a new and promising branch emerging on the long road of his career.

He naturally hopes to further deepen the cooperation between the two sides and make the fruits of cooperation more fruitful.

He straightened his back, looked determined, and boldly proposed that, on the basis of consolidating existing achievements, not only should we continue to deepen our development in the machinery industry, starting from the details of product research and development, to tap into more market share and innovation space, but we should also keenly extend the scope of cooperation to other potential areas, such as the field of new energy supporting equipment, seize the current wave of energy transformation and seize the initiative; and the field of high-end intelligent equipment manufacturing, follow the trend of the times of intelligent manufacturing, and enhance the company's risk resistance through diversified development.

He Yuzhu conducted an in-depth investigation for several months on the current situation of the Southern Industrial Park.

He not only reviewed the park's development data over the years in detail, but also had face-to-face exchanges with dozens of business leaders in the park, gaining an in-depth understanding of the problems and opportunities faced in actual operations.

Based on this, he believes that the Southern Industrial Park has huge development potential and should be expanded moderately.

In his opinion, expanding the scale can integrate the scattered industrial resources in the surrounding areas and achieve a more efficient industrial agglomeration effect.

At the same time, it is also crucial to give the park more independent decision-making power, which will enable the park management to quickly formulate and adjust development strategies when faced with rapidly changing market dynamics and give full play to the park's unique advantages in resource integration and industrial collaboration.

For example, when raw material prices fluctuate sharply, the park can independently decide to adjust its procurement plan to avoid cost pressure caused by price increases.

In addition, He Yuzhu, relying on his many years of accumulated international trade experience and keen insight into the international market, proposed the bold idea of ​​purchasing key equipment from the international market.

After several rounds of comparison and screening, he believed that Germany's advanced high-precision machine tools and Japan's leading automated production lines were particularly worth introducing.

Taking German high-precision machine tools as an example, their processing accuracy can reach the micron level, which can greatly improve the accuracy of aerospace component manufacturing and meet the industry's almost stringent requirements for product quality.

Japan's automated production lines can significantly improve production efficiency. In the production of precision instruments, they can achieve one-stop efficient production from raw materials to finished products.

By introducing these advanced equipment, the company's production efficiency and capabilities in core industries will achieve a qualitative leap, allowing it to stand out in the global market competition and firmly occupy a place.

However, the big boss has a clear mind and is fully aware of the complexity of the current situation.

The current situation is volatile and many key decisions cannot be made by him alone.

Take the allocation of project resources as an example. The distribution ratio of various resources among different projects is related to the progress speed and final results of each project.

If excessive manpower is allocated to a project, causing other projects to lag behind, a series of subsequent links that rely on the results of these early projects will be affected, like dominoes, triggering a chain reaction, and the entire body will be affected. Looking at the control of future development direction, it is like determining the forward route in the vast ocean. Once the wrong choice is made, you may deviate from the goal and fall into endless confusion.

For example, a company originally planned to expand into a new market, but due to misjudgment of market trends, after investing a lot of resources, it found that market demand was far lower than expected. Not only did it waste valuable resources, but it also missed other development opportunities.

Every matter is like a sword of Damocles hanging over our heads, exuding a cold and intimidating aura. We must wait for our superiors to weigh the pros and cons from a macro perspective and come up with a final decision.

Fortunately, He Yuzhu's schedule was relatively flexible when he returned this time, and he did not need to rush to finalize all matters within a very limited time as before. This undoubtedly added more buffer and room for careful consideration to the entire decision-making process.

After finishing the report, He Yuzhu did not turn around and leave in a hurry as everyone expected. Instead, he looked extremely calm, walked at a leisurely pace, and followed the big leader steadily, walking towards a higher-level office area, preparing to meet with more senior leaders.

Judging from his expression and actions, there seemed to be more important key issues that needed to be communicated urgently, waiting to be mentioned and discussed in this meeting. Perhaps it was a major strategy related to the company's future layout, or perhaps it involved key adjustments to the core business. Everyone could only speculate secretly and watch their backs as they left with curiosity.

When reporting his work to the leader who always had a stern expression and held great power, He Yuzhu felt his heart beating like a drum and his palms were sweating from nervousness.

He subconsciously clenched his fists, trying to calm the waves in his heart, and then, relying on the courage in his bones, he put forward his insights and suggestions in a clear and well-thought-out manner after repeated and careful consideration.

During the report, He Yuzhu kept an eye on his leader's reaction. Seeing that his tightly furrowed brows gradually relaxed and his serious expression eased a little, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

When they walked out of the office filled with a depressing atmosphere, the leader seemed like a different person. He had cast aside his usual coldness and became more enthusiastic than he could have imagined. He not only patted He Yuzhu on the shoulder, but also smiled and invited him to go back home with him.

As soon as I stepped into the house, the boss's hearty voice echoed in the house: "Old woman, come out and see who is visiting our house!" The voice was like a loud bell, with a bit of excitement and anticipation, colliding back and forth between the walls of the house.

Following this powerful shout, the leader's wife came out from the inner room with brisk steps.

She was wearing a plain, everyday cheongsam, her hair was neatly tied behind her head, and her face had a hint of everyday gentleness.

He had a slightly frown on his face and parted his lips, apparently about to scold his boss for working too hard and neglecting his health.

However, when her eyes fell on the guests in the living room, the reproachful words were instantly replaced by surprise, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously rose, revealing a warm smile.

However, the moment her eyes met He Yuzhu, the words that were about to come out of her mouth to blame him were instantly covered by an invisible and powerful hand, and she was forced back into her stomach.

Her face, originally filled with anger, was like the surface of a lake under the warm spring sun. Surprise spread out like ripples, like a quickly blooming flower.

The leader's wife's eyes suddenly lit up, and then a smile appeared on her face, and her whole body seemed to be injected with a strong power.

She hurried forward, her eager steps seemed to carry a thousand pounds of force, and every step she took seemed to make a hole in the solid ground.

She grabbed He Yuzhu's hand without hesitation and held it tightly, as if she was afraid that He Yuzhu would disappear if she let go.

Her eyes were filled with deep concern, as eager as the drying land longing for rain, and she couldn't wait to ask about his recent situation.

The words came out of her mouth like a string of cannonballs, crackling out, and she looked so enthusiastic, as if she had stored up a lot of heartfelt words, just waiting for this moment, to pour them out to him without reservation.

He Yuzhu, with a warm smile on his face, responded enthusiastically to every question she raised. His words seemed to be enchanted, full of wit and humor. The humorous expressions and vivid metaphors that came out of his mouth one after another made her laugh continuously.

For a moment, the room seemed infused with boundless energy, filled with laughter and joy. The warm atmosphere was like the spring sun, gently yet powerfully warming every corner, immersing the body and soul in this comfort.

Before we knew it, night fell quietly and the last ray of afterglow in the sky slowly disappeared, as if a soft curtain was drawn for this gathering.

The leader's wife was very thoughtful and specially prepared a sumptuous dinner for He Yuzhu.

Upon entering the restaurant, a dazzling array of dishes appeared on the table. Each dish resembled a meticulously crafted work of art, each showcasing a vibrant array of colors, aromas, and flavors. Naturally, the leader's favorite Sichuan cuisine was among them. The vibrant, bright red dishes, each one captivating with its spicy, savory aroma, instantly filled the air. The mere sight of them was enough to make one's mouth water, and their taste buds eager to savor them.

He Yuzhu is no longer the humble man he once was. Years of hardship and life's changes have left a deep mark on him. Now, his every move exudes composure and composure, his eyes revealing the calmness and composure of someone who has experienced the vicissitudes of life.

Chapter 646

He sat with the high-ranking leader and his wife around a table covered with an exquisite tablecloth. Soft lighting, like a veil, cast a warm glow around their figures. The three of them enjoyed this cozy time, each bite of food accompanied by relaxed and pleasant conversation. The little anecdotes of life and the insights gained from work were all transformed into words, flowing around the table, filled with the taste of home.

During the meal, He Yuzhu selected some suitable parts of his experiences in the south and recounted them.

He vividly described what he saw and heard on the streets of the south, the novel customs and practices, such as the exquisite bamboo baskets hand-woven by the grandmothers on the street, each pattern of which told the story of the years; the lively market scenes, the bustling crowds, the constant hawking sounds, and the dazzling array of special snacks, which were overwhelming.

His narration was so vivid that the leader and his wife felt as if they were there themselves, and vivid pictures appeared in their minds. They gained a better understanding of his life and felt more emotional about his experiences over the years.

Time flies by like a fleeting horse, and before we know it, night has fallen and the hands quietly point to nine o'clock in the evening. The wall clock, like a tireless guardian of time, makes a crisp "tick-tock" sound, again and again, as if quietly telling us that another precious time is about to slip away.

He Yuzhu glanced at the clock, realizing how late it was. His mind raced with the mountain of tasks he'd have to deal with tomorrow, each one urgently needing attention. He didn't dare delay any further, and quickly stood up politely. With a humble and gentle smile on his face, he bowed to the leader and his wife, saying a heartfelt farewell.

The couple, who had spent some time with He Yuzhu, had grown increasingly impressed by his exceptional conversation and measured conduct, expressing their admiration and approval. Seeing him leave, they felt a certain sadness, but they also understood that He Yuzhu was a very busy man, burdened with so many things that he had no choice.

So, the big boss and his wife smiled and happily agreed, their eyes full of concern. They also reminded him carefully: "Xiao He, you have to be more careful when driving at night and pay attention to safety. When you have time in the future, you must come to our house often."

He Yuzhu thanked the couple for their concern, turned, and walked out of the room, approaching the car parked on the street. He expertly opened the door, climbed into the driver's seat, and started the engine. The car slowly started, moving steadily forward through the watery night. The streetlights lit up one by one, as if by an invisible hand. The dim light cast a long shadow, stretching the car's body into the distance, like a tranquil and long nighttime scene.

In He Yuzhu's turbulent inner world, Wen Li is like a dazzling pearl, occupying the most important and softest position, becoming the deepest concern in his heart.

Wen Li is Xu Huizhen's cousin. In her youth, before she got married, she chose to walk hand in hand with He Yuzhu without hesitation, with a heart full of passionate love.

Those years were like a thorny wilderness, with hardships following like shadows, and the burden of life weighing relentlessly on their shoulders. However, Wen Li, like a plum blossom blooming proudly in the snow, remained steadfast by He Yuzhu's side, never abandoning him, and with her gentleness, tenacity, and companionship, she brought him endless warmth during the cold winter.

This deep affection that transcends the mundane and is extremely pure is like the warmest sunshine in spring, pouring its light without reservation. It not only illuminates He Yuzhu's path forward, but also makes him cherish it deeply in his heart. It becomes a powerful driving force for him to work hard in this complex and challenging world, supporting him to overcome all obstacles and move forward courageously.

As time passed, He Yuzhu, relying on his extensive connections and his own exceptional intelligence, secretly pondered, carefully planned, and employed clever tactics. He skillfully maneuvered between various forces and, with his sincerity and wisdom, successfully secured a job transfer for Wen Li.

The new work environment is like a paradise: spacious and bright office space, pleasant temperature, and friendly and welcoming colleagues—everything is delightful. Work intensity has also been significantly reduced; the busyness and fatigue of the past are gone, and the volume of tedious tasks has been drastically reduced.

Finally freed from the shackles of her former heavy workload, Wenli gained some precious leisure time. She could often find time to happily attend appointments with He Yuzhu. Their time together would often involve strolling through quiet streets and alleys, sharing the joys of life, or sitting side by side on a park bench, basking in the warm sunshine and quietly enjoying each other's company.

As they get together more and more often, the feelings between them become deeper and deeper, and the good times they spend together become the most precious memories in their lives.

Dusk, like a thin veil, quietly enveloped the entire room, and the dim light flickered in the darkness. When He Yuzhu pushed open the creaking door and stepped into the room, the gloomy atmosphere in the room hit him.

Wen Li was sitting alone by the bed, her figure looking particularly lonely under the light. Hearing the noise, she snorted coldly, her voice filled with resentment. Then, like a stubborn child, she quickly turned her face to the side, her body also slightly tilted, as if He Yuzhu was air, not worth a second glance.

She waited for a long time today, from the bright afternoon sun to the setting sun, hoping that he would come back soon, but the door was always closed. Every time she failed to come back, the grievances and dissatisfaction in her heart accumulated quietly, and gradually gathered into the indifference that kept people at a distance.

However, He Yuzhu had always been quite thick-skinned. After years of struggling in society, he had developed the ability to deal with all kinds of situations. Faced with Wen Li's cold attitude, he did not feel too embarrassed.

He took a deep breath, strode forward, and expertly embraced Wen Li, his arms tightly wrapped around her shoulders as if to dispel all her grievances. His voice was as gentle as the spring breeze across the lake, carrying a wisp of warmth as he whispered, "Who has made my darling so angry? Tell me now, or I'll give him a good beating!" He then deliberately frowned, his eyes widening. His feigned ferocity, coupled with a slight upward tilt of his lips and a hint of childish playfulness, tried to break the oppressive atmosphere.

Hearing this, Wen Li's chest heaved violently, and she muttered angrily, "Go ahead! The man who made me angry was named He Yuzhu. He looked like a decent person on weekdays, but in fact, he was a complete heartless man. What he did was simply a modern version of Chen Shimei! I was sincere to him, but this is how I treated him in return." As she spoke, a thin layer of tears quickly welled up in her eyes. The tears rolled around in her eyes, and she was obviously heartbroken to the extreme.

Upon seeing this, He Yuzhu's heart skipped a beat and she quickly pretended to be heartbroken. She first knitted her brows into the shape of a "川" character, raised her hand and gently patted her cheeks twice, muttering to herself: "Oh, it's all my fault. I was blinded by greed and made you suffer so much injustice. Is this okay, my aunt, are you still angry?" The exaggerated action, coupled with the extremely sincere tone, made anyone who saw it feel that he was trying to coax a child.

At this moment, Wen Li's mood, which was originally immersed in sadness, suddenly changed. She turned around abruptly, as if she had made a great decision. She hugged He Yuzhu tightly with both arms. Her hands were pulled white on He Yuzhu's back, as if she was afraid that he would suddenly disappear.

At the same time, two lines of clear tears quietly slid down her cheeks, like beads that had broken off the string, dripping onto He Yuzhu's strong shoulders, soaking a small area of ​​his clothes in an instant, leaving a dark mark. She was filled with sorrow, burying her head deeply in He Yuzhu's warm arms, her body trembling uncontrollably, as if trying to vent all the grievances and longings that had been pent up in her heart for a long time.

Seeing her like this, He Yuzhu felt a pang of pain in his heart, and he reached out and gently stroked her back, his movements soothing and gentle, as if this could soothe her pain one by one. Then, he leaned down slightly, leaned close to her ear, and whispered soothingly, "How about this, when I leave, you come with me! Let's find a new place and start over." Li Ming's words were full of anticipation, and his eyes were shining with longing. The fervent desire seemed to ignite the air. He was full of hope that he could always be with her, and walk hand in hand through the years to come.

However, upon hearing this, Wen Li shook her head firmly, her long black hair swaying gently. Her tone was filled with a subtle reluctance and longing, like a spring breeze gently caressing the surface of a lake, rippling it. She said slowly, "I don't want to. I can't bear to leave my parents. Look, they're old, and their health isn't what it used to be. They get out of breath even with the slightest bit of heavy work. If I'm gone, who will take care of them? Who will prepare a nutritious breakfast for them in the morning? Who will be there to care for them when they're sick?" She had lived with her parents day and night since she was a child, and every moment of her growth was filled with their warm presence. This blood-thicker-than-water family bond had long been deeply rooted in her heart, and she simply couldn't let it go.

He Yuzhu sighed helplessly, a sigh that seemed to reveal an understanding of Wenli's conflicted feelings, yet also a hint of anxiety. He extended his hand, gently handling it as if it were the most precious treasure, and slowly placed it on Wenli's hair. The hair was black and smooth, slipping through his fingers like silk. He leaned slightly closer, leaning close to Wenli's ear. His voice was low but full of tenderness, as he spoke each word, "Silly girl, don't worry. If you ever get homesick, you can always come back to visit them. I know a lot of experienced drivers, and I can send one to take you. Even if the journey is far, it'll only take a few hours—very fast." As he spoke, he silently imagined his future life with Wenli, hoping to be with her forever, sharing the years together. That was why he was so eager to reassure her.

After all, this journey had lasted over six months. He Yuzhu, alone in a foreign land, yearned for them like wild grass in spring, growing stronger and stronger. During those days of wandering in a foreign land, in the dead of night, when all was silent, save for the occasional tap of the wind on the window frame, he would inevitably recall every moment he had spent with Wen Li. In his memory, the slight frown on her face, the smile in her eyes, every detail was as clear as yesterday; the gentle tone of her voice, the considerate touch as she adjusted his collar, were etched into his heart like a brand.

Now that he is in a foreign place, He Yuzhu longs more and more for his relatives to be by his side, even if it is just to let them take turns to live there for a month or two, in that small rental house, listening to the familiar local accent and feeling the warmth of home. For him, it is a great comfort and can somewhat ease the pain of longing that surges like a tide in his heart.

Wen Li's gaze softened, and though she only shook her head slightly, her anger towards He Yuzhu vanished from her. The resentment that had been pent up in her heart melted away like snow under the warm spring sun. At this moment, her heart and eyes were filled with the man before her, who poured his love into her without reservation.

Love surged back into her heart like a flood. She stepped briskly, almost leaping for joy as she approached him, her figure as graceful as a swallow returning to its nest. Standing on tiptoe, her face tilted slightly upward, she leaned toward He Yuzhu and gave him a passionate kiss. The moment their lips touched, time seemed to freeze, and everything around them vanished. Only endless love and attachment flowed freely and passed on in this silent exchange.

He Yuzhu stood there for a long time, his back straight, his eyes fixed on the slightly worn sign of the vehicle factory. The sign had been weathered by time, its mottled paint like the wrinkles on the face of a weathered old man, each peeling part telling a story of the past.