Chapter 643: Young people's honeymoon phase is quite long

2020, January 24th.

The snow was a bit heavier than in the evening, fluttering under the orange streetlights, drawing clear trajectories. The whole city was brightly lit, and the couplets and lanterns on both sides of the street made the festive atmosphere even stronger.

The Xu family was also extremely lively.

Two middle-aged men were discussing how to bait the nest, while two middle-aged women were chatting, talking about the arrangements for returning to their hometown in a few days.

Xu Qingzhou pinched Song Yao's hand to play, but was quickly pinched back by Song Yao. Xu Qingzhou's hand was a circle larger than hers, very warm, and felt very comfortable to pinch.

"This crappy Spring Festival Gala now is just suitable for turning on to adjust the atmosphere."

Wang Xiaping looked at the girl singing and dancing on the TV and said strangely: "Eh, isn't this person an actor? Why is she singing..."

"You actually know this person is an actor?" Xu Qingzhou was surprised.

"One day your dad and I were watching TV and found it inadvertently. We watched half an episode and couldn't go on."

Wang Xiaping explained.

Xu Qingzhou nodded. This was indeed a traffic actor. Before, his hands were itchy, he clicked on the video, and the barrage was all about the brother's acting explosion or something.

"It's all like this now, actors singing, singers acting." Xu Qingzhou was used to it.

Skits, this thing, were still more interesting before.

Had content, had depth.

As for those programs now, I don't know what the actors are thinking, anyway, Xu Qingzhou ended up with his scalp tingling, embarrassed enough to dig out a three-bedroom and one-living room.

"If Zhao Benshan could return to the Spring Festival Gala, it would be great."

Zhang Junli joined the chat.

"Now? Even if he is willing, it's probably difficult, the program restrictions are too big."

Wang Xiaping shook her head. Skits before were interesting, besides the actors, the script was also a very important factor. Now, for the script of making dumplings, whoever comes will rest.

Around 8:00 PM.

Xu Qingzhou leaned over to Song Yao's side, and the two of them clicked on their phones.

"What are you two doing?"

Xu Qingzhou said without lifting his head: "It's the New Year, we plan to send some Spring Festival red envelopes to the employees."

"Sending red envelopes?"

"Hmm, there are many people in the research institute, send 20,000, and send 10,000 here at Zero Point Technology."

"Tsk tsk, 10,000 or 20,000."

"It's very normal for a company..."

Song Shisong asked: "I heard from Xiaoyao that you guys sent nearly 20 million in year-end bonuses this year?"

"You guys sent quite a lot of year-end bonuses this year, what is it based on?"

"Performance, assessment, we already have a complete system. How much can be distributed in the end needs to be calculated according to the output of research results for one year, and finally a reasonable data is obtained." Song Yao explained to everyone.

Xu Shouyun nodded, "This is correct, using idealism to boost morale is far less real than real gold and silver."

"That negotiation of yours, if it breaks down with the United States, can the equipment still be bought back?"

"We plan to push forward the plan in Germany, the performance has already been able to meet our experimental needs."

The reunion dinner on New Year's Eve lasted for an hour and a half. After eating and drinking, the four middle-aged people played hand-rubbing mahjong, and Xu Qingzhou took the initiative to take on the task of washing dishes.

As the person with the lowest status in the family, he still had this awareness.

And besides helping Old Xu burn the pig head in the morning, he was considered a useless person at home for a whole day, it was time to get busy.

Xu Qingzhou was washing the dishes, and Song Yao came in poking a piece of apple with a fork, handing it to Xu Qingzhou's mouth.

"I want to eat another piece."

Xu Qingzhou said.

"Hmm?"

Song Yao tilted her head, saw Xu Qingzhou staring at her mouth, and immediately reacted, swallowing the apple in her mouth, "You pervert!"

The husband's perversion was beyond imagination.

"I only eat imported ones."

Xu Qingzhou shrugged and said.

"Open your mouth."

Song Yao pushed the apple to his mouth.

"..." ===== CHAPTER 644 =====