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Chapter 231 New Year's Gift Package

Zhang Shiqing was stunned for a moment. This was a New Year's gift...

Considering Transsion's achievements in 2011, this was indeed just a small surprise.

"Then this is quite a surprise for you."

However, it's truly not easy for us to make something like this.

Zhang Shiqing glanced at Shen Fei again and noticed that his gaze was fixed on Zhang Mingzhu, and a smile was creeping onto his lips.

A warm smile spread across his face, a genuine expression of affection that was truly heartwarming.

The old man had good judgment...

"When will your car project be launched? Our provincial party committee will be the first to sign up."

"After the New Year," Shen Fei poured him a cup of tea, "I'll send you one then."

"No way." Zhang Shiqing waved his hand. "Leading cadres can't accept gifts. Buy it, you must buy it. It should cost the appropriate amount."

By the way, Secretary Jiang also mentioned at a meeting a while ago that we should support our local businesses.

"It just so happens that the provincial party committee and Shenzhen city government have a batch of official vehicles that need replacing, and they're waiting for you!"

Shen Fei's heart skipped a beat again; it really was good to have someone with you...

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

Six people sat around the dining table. Outside the window, fireworks were being set off in the distance, the sounds of explosions echoing in the distance.

Shen Guohua raised his glass: "Come on, let's drink to that first. Happy New Year!"

Happy Chinese New Year!

Six cups clinked together.

Zhang Mingzhu drank orange juice, while the others drank medicinal wine that Shen Guohua had brewed himself.

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

The specifications will still follow those of Kyoto, but not quite; we'll just follow Yang Chen's side as a formality.

So it still carries a lot of weight.

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

"Shen Fei, there's something I've always wanted to tell you, it's about you and Mingzhu."

Mingzhu has been pregnant for three months already; if we delay any longer, it won't look good later.

Zhang Mingzhu lowered her head, her face slightly flushed.

Although I've said before that I'll graduate with both degrees, the wedding can't be delayed for too long.

Zhang Ruyue chimed in from the side, "That's right, that's right. I asked our ancestors, and they said there are auspicious days in March."

March 18th, which is the 26th day of the second lunar month. Let's announce the wedding on that day.

Shen Guohua put down his wine glass: "Alright, it's set for March 18th."

Shen Fei glanced at Zhang Mingzhu, his head was down, but there was a smile on his lips.

She's almost a mother, but she still has that girlish feel to her.

"Okay." Shen Fei nodded. "March 18th."

Zhang Shiqing nodded in satisfaction and picked up his wine glass: "Then it's settled. Come on, let's have a drink."

"Wait a minute," Jiang Xin stopped him. "There's something else. Where will the wedding be held? At the company, or here?"

Shen Guohua thought for a moment and said, "Let's hold it at the old house. There aren't many people anyway, and Lao Zhang is going to be changing jobs soon, so I'm not suited to be too extravagant. Just a few tables and everyone can have a good time."

Zhang Shiqing nodded: "This step is still crucial. If last year was about opening the door, then this year is about getting the key, which means..."

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

"Dad, what a waste! I never liked such a grand display anyway..."

Jiang Xin rolled her eyes at Zhang Shiqing: "Why make such a big fuss? With so many people, it would be bad if something went wrong. Why do you think about these things all the time?"

Zhang Shiqing turned his head and glanced at it, then slowly lowered his head again.

The whole family laughed again.

After dinner, Shen Fei left the responsibility of inviting guests to both sets of parents and took a break to go for a stroll with Zhang Mingzhu.

It was past 11 o'clock, and it was already late at night.

The sea breeze blowing from afar gave a cool feeling, and Zhang Mingzhu shrank her neck. Shen Fei quickly took off his coat and draped it over her shoulders.

"Be careful not to catch a cold."

Zhang Mingzhu looked at him tenderly and said, "I'm not made of porcelain."

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

Zhang Mingzhu blushed and rested her head on his shoulder.

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

After saying that, Zhang Mingzhu stared at Shen Fei with wide eyes.

Shen Fei smiled and nodded slightly: "Yes. It'll be quite a spectacle then."

"Do you want a boy or a girl?"

"girl."

Why?

"Because the girl looks like you, and she's pretty."

Zhang Mingzhu punched him lightly: "You're such a chatterbox."

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

Zhang Mingzhu leaned against Shen Fei's chest, 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 guy is still too small, otherwise he would definitely have stretched his legs.

In the distance, some companies' logos appeared on the big screen, showcasing their strength and empire, but Shen Fei didn't want to think about anything at that moment.

All he wanted was to hold the woman in his arms, watch the fireworks in the sky, and wait for the New Year's bells to ring.

When I got home, both families were making dumplings.

Zhang Shiqing rolled out the dough, and Jiang Xin filled the dumplings.

Although they are also from Guangnan Province, they have lived in Kyoto for a long time, and on such important holidays, they still make dumplings together.

The TV was showing the Spring Festival Gala hosts counting down.

"10, 9, 8..."

Shen Fei held Zhang Mingzhu's hand as they stood by the window, listening to the countdown. As the countdown ended, the fireworks outside the window became even more intense...

For a moment, it was impossible to tell whether it was day or night.

The New Year's bells rang.

The sound of "Happy New Year" rang out repeatedly.

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 about to take Zhang Mingzhu upstairs to rest, the system's voice sounded again...

Congratulations, host, on receiving the New Year's gift pack!

Technology Exchange Points*2012

Two 193nm immersion lithography machines, along with corresponding production line processes (14nm solution). Note: Multiple exposures can achieve 10nm process technology; 7nm yield is extremely low.

Looks like it's another voice-controlled system. I was just talking about it a couple of days ago. Now the production capacity issue is completely resolved...

It will be interesting when Morris Chang visits after the New Year; that will be another big surprise.

But today is New Year's Day, and he doesn't want to work; he just wants to spend time with his family.

He walked back to the living room, sat down next to Zhang Mingzhu, and picked up a dumpling.

"Who made this? It looks like a xiaolongbao (soup dumpling)."

Shen Fei glanced at Zhang Mingzhu, assuming it was his wife who had tried it out.

She just kept covering her mouth and laughing hysterically, which made Shen Fei scratch his head, and at the same time feel a chill down his back...

Although Shen Fei's warning was good, by the time he was ready to dodge, the slap had already landed...

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