Chapter 282 Yang Wenwen's Pride
After having breakfast at Yang Wenwen’s house, Zhou Jing went to the company with Bai Xiyao to continue preparing for the Shenhua Chemical Company’s project.

"The procedures for chemical plant operations are too complicated, otherwise it would take about a month to complete."

After several days of detailed planning, Bai Xiyao has a thorough understanding of the Shenhua Chemical Information Transformation Project. If seven technical teams work at the same time and there are no rainy days, a month will be enough. If the construction period can be shortened by one month, nearly 500,000 in costs can be saved, which is not a small amount. Bai Xiyao is thinking about how to shorten the construction period.

"That's how it is in a chemical plant. We'll see if we can get the work tickets that need to be issued the next day ready the day before."

Zhou Jing had thought about these things from the beginning. He had heard about them from his classmates who worked in a chemical factory in his previous life.

Some operations in a chemical plant can be completed in a few minutes, but issuing a ticket may take half an hour. Safety comes first and efficiency comes second.

"The living area has the heaviest workload. There is no need to lay cables to install cameras in the production area, but data cables are more troublesome. There are pipelines everywhere in the factory area and underground, so the routes need to be planned on site."

Bai Xiyao took a pen and marked on the drawing.

There are dozens of drawings, which are simple floor plans of various areas of Shenhua Chemical Company. Each drawing is densely marked by Zhou Jing and Bai Xiyao, and all places where equipment needs to be installed are clearly marked.

"There must be a dedicated cable route for the entire factory, but it's quite a long way around."

Zhou Jing picked up a pen and randomly selected a camera on the drawing. He found the cable and drew it all the way to the monitoring room.

With nothing else to do in the morning, Zhou Jing turned on his computer to write a novel.

"Writing so fast, can you keep up with the train of thought?"

Bai Xiyao said as she looked at Zhou Jing's hands rapidly typing on the keyboard.

"If you write faster, your thoughts will flow more smoothly. If you write slower, you will tend to get stuck."

When writing a description of the woman's appearance, Zhou Jing looked at Bai Xiyao.

"Am I affecting you?"

Bai Xiyao said with a smile.

“Writing about women requires some inspiration and some poses.”

In fact, Zhou Jing could have completely put no women in his mind when he was writing novels, but he did so on purpose for time management.

"what type?"

Bai Xiyao said with interest.

"A ruthless female swordsman, trying to steal the treasure from the hero."

"I like this."

Bai Xiyao picked up a ruler as a sword and approached Zhou Jing with a smile.

"A swordsman is not a bitch."

"Give me the thing. Is this treasure something you deserve? Do you have the strength to compete with me for it? Even if I give you the strength, you won't be able to use it."

Bai Xiyao hit Zhou Jing on the head with a ruler.

"Don't steal my lines. Do you know what it means to lose both the wife and the army?"

Zhou Jing pushed Bai Xiyao down on the wooden table, took out the things in her pocket and threw them aside.

“I’m so excited!”

Bai Xiyao hugged Zhou Jing with her legs.

"roll."

At noon, a truckload of computers arrived at the warehouse. Zhou Jing and Bai Xiyao went to the suburban warehouse to receive them in person. After inspection, they handed the unloading over to Bai Dongdong. Zhou Jing and Bai Xiyao returned to the city, had lunch, and went to Shenhua Chemical Company.

Zhou Jing is preparing to release a new book on September 1st. Apart from company matters, he took a few days off and started saving manuscripts.

Knowing that Zhou Jing was getting busy, Gu Jia didn't disturb him at night.

Ermao's house has been renovated. After Zhou Jing finished his work in the afternoon, he went to see it with Yang Wenwen. When they arrived at the community, Zhou Jing held Yang Wenwen's hand.

The house was on the fifth floor and had a new anti-theft door. Yang Wenwen took out the key and opened the door, and the smell of organic matter hit her in the face.

The room was brand new, with clean white walls, new floors and closets. The kitchen, restroom and toilet were all brand new, and it looked no different from a new house from the inside.

“A second-hand house can be moved in after being renovated for three months. If you have children, let it dry for a little longer and move in around New Year’s Day.”

Zhou Jing said while holding Yang Wenwen's waist.

"Well, I'll buy the furniture."

Yang Wenwen nodded, looking around and thinking about what kind of furniture she needed to buy.

Zhou Jing did not argue. It wouldn't cost much to buy furniture, and Yang Wenwen should have more than 200,000 yuan in her card now.

"Am I your cutest student?"

Arriving at the balcony of the master bedroom, Zhou Jing hugged Yang Wenwen's waist as she was looking at the riverside opposite and smiled.

"I'm a bad teacher." Yang Wenwen sighed, turned around, and pouted, "Am I bad?"

"Thank you, bad teacher, for teaching me how to grow up."

In the boys’ minds, how could this be a bad teacher? Teacher Cang is the goddess of so many people!

"You're bad."

Yang Wenwen was even more at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

"kiss Me."

Zhou Jing smiled and said softly. Yang Wenwen raised her arms and hooked them around the boy's neck, then raised her head and kissed him.

“This big body is really heavy.”

After staying in the bedroom for a while, Zhou Jing came to the living room, picked up Yang Wenwen and spun around. Yang Wenwen was wearing a long skirt that fluttered in the wind. The 1.72-meter-tall beauty was held in Zhou Jing's arms and spun around like a princess.

"They think I'm too heavy but they won't let me lose weight."

Yang Wenwen could have lost weight, but the boy always ruined her plans.

"If you reduce it, it will lose its charm."

Zhou Jing didn't really think Yang Wenwen was too fat. Right now, Yang Wenwen doesn't have any extra flesh on her body. If she got any more, she might look fat, but if she lost some weight, it wouldn't look that way.

After looking around the house for a while, the two went out to walk around the neighborhood to familiarize themselves with the environment.

Today is Thursday, and Zhou Jing is staying at Yang Wenwen's house tonight.

"Mom and Dad, where have you been?"

As soon as she got home, the little girl hummed in dissatisfaction.

"My mother and I were not full so we went to eat something good."

Zhou Jing rubbed the little girl's head and said.

"I want to eat anything good that I have eaten."

When the little girl heard this, she hugged Zhou Jing and acted coquettishly.

"I had scrambled eggs."

Zhou Jing thought for a moment and realized that scrambled eggs was a dish that the little girl disliked very much. Maybe she had eaten too many eggs.

The little girl calmed down when she heard about scrambled eggs.

"Come on, mom will take you to eat scrambled eggs."

Yang Wenwen held back her laughter. Zhou Jing was very good at dealing with children.

"Then I won't eat."

The little girl kept shaking her head.

"I'll make you scrambled eggs tomorrow."

Mother Yang couldn't help laughing.

"I don't want to eat it, I don't want to eat it." The little girl hugged Zhou Jing and said, "Dad, I want to eat mango."

"I just know how to eat."

Mother Yang tapped the little girl's forehead with her finger.

After sitting in the living room for a while, Yang's mother coaxed the little girl to play, while Yang Wenwen went to the bedroom to work and sort out the student information of the new class after the division of subjects. Zhou Jing sat next to Yang Wenwen and watched, occasionally sticking to Yang Wenwen and kissing and biting her.

"Year after year, I taught science subjects in the first class, and arts subjects in the second class, but I found that science subjects were easier to teach."

Yang Wenwen looked down at the hand that had reached into her skirt, but did not try to stop it.

"Life is like this, day after day, year after year. One more day of happiness means one less day of sadness."

Zhou Jing rested his chin on Yang Wenwen's shoulder and looked at her fair and beautiful face.

"Yes."

Yang Wenwen leaned back in the chair and tilted her head to kiss the boy on the mouth.

Zhou Jing stuck out his tongue, and Yang Wenwen also stuck out her tongue.

"Dad, play with me."

The little girl came into the bedroom with a grunt, interrupting Zhou Jing and Yang Wenwen. Zhou Jing went to the bed and told the little girl a story.

With Yang's mother, Zhou Jing and Yang Wenwen didn't need to coax the little girl to sleep at night. After nine o'clock, Yang's mother would force the playful little girl to wash up and then let her go to bed.

Zhou Jing and Yang Wenwen could quietly enjoy the beauty of the night. They took a shower together and went to rest in the bedroom early.

“When will the new book be released?”

Yang Wenwen lay on the boy's shoulder and looked at him.

"number 1."

Zhou Jing put one arm around Yang Wenwen's waist and grabbed Yang Wenwen's hair with the other hand and brushed it across his face.

"I never thought that I would teach such a talented person."

The boy is now one of the most famous writers in the online literature world, and Yang Wenwen, her Chinese teacher, is very proud of him.

"Now you are willing to admit that you taught me Chinese?"

Zhou Jing pinched Yang Wenwen's chin and said.

"I was the one who taught it. Am I not a good Chinese teacher?"

"** teaches better."

(End of this chapter)