My autobiography is definitely not a tragedy!-Chapter 1023 - 596: Shifting the Blame

Breaking someone’s career is akin to killing their parents...

Director Naji looked grim, dismissing everyone else, leaving only his closest assistant.

"How are the personnel on that side preparing?"

"All is ready!"

"Good! Remember! This time our goals are only two: take everything that can be taken, destroy everything that can be destroyed!

No matter what the cost, this plan must succeed, failure is not an option!

If it fails...

You won’t need to report back, understand!"

Facing Naji’s cold gaze, the assistant trembled.

"Yes! I understand!"

Naji’s gaze was sinister, his lips curled into a cold smile.

Hmph! You’re after ’Dawn’, aren’t you?

Soon you’ll find that what awaits you is eternal night...

...

Hu Jian Jinghua.

In the bright dust-free cleanroom, the first-generation photon chip production line called ’Light Weaver’ was steadily producing the basic computational units of the future digital era at a rate of ten chips per minute.

Wafer after wafer completed more than 200 procedures under the precise grasp of robotic arms, with nano-level processing equipment working in a low vacuum, non-magnetic environment, using laser beams to etch photonic crystals at molecular levels at an invisible speed to the naked eye.

Multiple laser beams could simultaneously etch out eight-layer waveguide structures in different dimensions, plasma drifting in the air kept the accuracy of lithography stable at ±0.82 nanometers...

Of course, all of this was wrapped up inside thick equipment shells, visible only through the flickering blue arcs...

Two senior engineers wearing white dust-free suits and full protective gear held electronic tablets in hand, while flipping through the production logs on the control platform and recording today’s production line operation status.

Goggles and thick protective masks concealed their faces.

A somewhat muffled conversation emerged from under the masks.

"Today’s yield increased by another percentage point, it looks like it will reach the theoretical capacity soon."

"Great, the team leader issued a strict order that, by the end of this month, the targets assigned from above must be completed.

You didn’t see how anxious he was a few days ago, his mouth almost blistered."

"You can’t blame the team leader for being anxious, think about the tough days we had in Jinghua the last two years, wages were hard to come by.

Who would have thought we’d see today’s success? They’re saying the orders outside are lined up for the next five years.

If the production doesn’t go up daily now, the losses will be real gold and silver, how could the company executives not be anxious!"

"True, life is full of ups and downs, who would have imagined just before I was about to resign and find another job, the company suddenly took off.

The bonuses lately are almost overwhelming, but the overtime is making me sick.

Recently we did closed testing, when I got home my newborn son barely recognized his dad..."

"Don’t complain, they are expanding the workforce now, once we get through this period, the second production line will start, our team’s workload won’t be as heavy, good days are ahead."

"Yeah! You’re right..."

After checking the production line’s operational status as usual, the two left the cleanroom together.

At this moment, a similarly dressed employee holding cleaning equipment brushed past the two, nodding greetings in passing...

While working, the cleaner occasionally used his peripheral vision to glance around, observing the entire workshop, especially letting his gaze wander over surveillance cameras, the ceiling, and ventilation ducts.

More than half an hour later, the cleaner finished his work, left the cleanroom, and removed his thick protective suit, revealing the ordinary face of a middle-aged man...

Passing through layers of security, he offered a cigarette to the guard on duty, chatted casually for a while, then walked out of the factory, getting into an old Santana, and drove away from the plant...

He arrived at a rather bustling bar and sat at the counter.

"A Manhattan!"

The bartender glanced at the man and immediately picked up a glass to start mixing.

Vodka, tomato juice, lemon juice, salt, black pepper...

"Pop~" "Clink~"

After a round of shaking, a glass garnished with a lemon slice was pushed in front of the man by the bartender.

Looking at the deep red, slightly viscous liquid, the man’s expression slightly changed.

Clearly, this was a classic ’Bloody Mary’...

He glanced at the bartender casually wiping glasses, said nothing, finished the drink in one gulp, and immediately left the bar...

...

Mengshan Village, Meng Family Courtyard.

"Are you going or not?"

"Not going! I’d rather die than go!"

"Still dare to talk back! Believe it or not I’ll break your legs right now?"

"Oh dad~ look at mom, as soon as I get back she wants to break my legs, who will help you work in the fields then?"

Originally wanting to stay out of it, quietly reading ’The Effective Manager’ in the rocking chair, Mr. Meng finally helplessly put down the book...

He looked at Meng Qingqing hiding behind him, then at Yang Hui, who was wielding a broom somewhat frantically in front of him.

"You come back and start making trouble, can’t you understand your mom’s good intentions?

Do you know how busy she is every day, seeing so many matchmakers?

Besides, you’re already graduated, you’re not a young girl anymore, it’s just a meeting, a meal!"

As soon as Mr. Meng spoke, he wisely expressed his political stance.

Gaining support, Yang Hui immediately became more vigorous, pointing at Meng Qingqing with her broom.

"Look at the good daughter you raised, her cousin’s nephew from her uncle’s side is a graduate from a prestigious university, an only child, a civil servant, good-looking, and bought a house in Wu City.

With such conditions, how does he not match you?

In the past, we couldn’t find a family this good even by searching with a lantern!

You’re a PE school graduate, and haven’t a proper job, are you honestly looking down on him?"

"I just graduated, I’m only 20 years old!"

"What’s wrong with being 20? Your childhood friend is also 20, she got married at 16 and is already a mother of three!"

"Hmph! At the end of the day, you just want grandchildren, why not ask brother to give you some!"

"How dare you compare with your brother? He’s out there starting a business and working hard, don’t you know what it means to prioritize career!"

Besides, when your brother comes back, he can bring two pretty girls, but what about you when you come back?

All you’ve got is a rebellious attitude, what else?"

"I..."

Meng Qingqing once again felt the pain of internal competition.

Before, she had a brother to share the flak, but now this brother of hers is like an ammunition depot, specifically providing weapons for Yang Hui...

Some burdens are too heavy to share, so you have to switch them from your left shoulder to your right...

She stuck out her neck.

"I’m back this time to work hard for my career too!"

"Ha!" Yang Hui laughed in anger. "Alright then, tell me how you plan to build your career. Are you going to get rich by fishing in the river or make a fortune by catching birds in the trees?"

"I... at the very least, I could follow in my father’s footsteps and assist him at Mengshan Pasture, right Dad?"

Seeing the hopeful look from his precious daughter and the sharp gaze from Yang Hui, Mr. Meng could only give a dry cough.

"Ahem! The company does have some vacancies, but Qingqing, were you thinking of cleaning the plant on the front line?"

Cleaning the plant? Doesn’t that mean cleaning manure with a high-pressure washer?

Meng Qingqing shrank back slightly, "Isn’t there a position that’s not so frontline?"

"Yes, well... the company lacks financial and audit staff, so can you prepare financial statements, understand tax policies, or have an accounting certificate?"

With each question Mr. Meng asked, Meng Qingqing lowered her head a bit more.

But then she thought about it, something didn’t seem right!

"Dad! You’re doing this on purpose, aren’t you? You’re the company’s general manager, can’t you find me a role that’s both easy and well-paid?"

Mr. Meng glared at her.

"What are you thinking! You really think Mengshan Pasture is owned by the Meng family, that our family owns the company?

Oh! Can I just assign whoever I want?

You don’t know that now the whole village... no, even distant relatives from nearby villages are all eyeing our family?

I already have enough of a headache finding excuses to put off these personal favors.

If I arrange for you to go in now, wouldn’t that be asking for trouble!

Believe it or not, if I arrange for you today, tomorrow there’ll be dozens of people at our door demanding to arrange their sons and daughters too?"

Mr. Meng said this as he theatrically raised the book "Effective Manager" in his hand.

"Do you know what this book talks about? It says the biggest taboo in managing a company is nepotism!

Look, is there anyone closer to me than you?"

Facing Yang Hui’s sarcastically smiling eyes, Meng Qingqing was at her wit’s end.

So it turns out my family is soaring to success, yet I still can’t live as a pampered princess?

"Do you hear that? You think a career is so easy to build? Besides going on blind dates so we can hold a grandchild sooner, what other use do you have?"

Seeing the matchmaking tyrant Yang Hui closing in again, Meng Qingqing came up with a quick-witted idea and raised her hand to shout.

"Wait a minute! I am useful!"

"How are you useful?"

"I can help you have a grandkid sooner!"

Yang Hui paused in her steps, and even Mr. Meng couldn’t help but look over.

"Think about it, how can a grandkid compare with a regular grandchild?" Seeing her distraction strategy working, Meng Qingqing quickly continued.

"My brother is not getting any younger, and even though it’s his career rising period, building a career doesn’t stop him from first starting a family then pursuing work!

Look how hard Mr. Meng has been working lately, even studying management, isn’t it just to build a stronger family foundation, but for the Meng family to thrive, the key is expanding the family!

Otherwise, who’s he making all that money for? Me? That’s not possible!

Once a daughter marries, she’s no longer part of the family; my family status doesn’t matter, but my brother has a heavy responsibility!

Yet look at my brother, bringing home two beauties, but till now no further developments.

Loud thunder but small raindrops, you must be more anxious than I am on his behalf!

So our priority now is to solve the grandson issue first before considering the grandchild problem, don’t you agree?"

To avoid being set up on blind dates, Meng Qingqing was willing to treat herself as an outside member...

"Speaking as if you actually have a solution," Yang Hui sneered.

Mr. Meng, although he agreed with her point, could only helplessly shake his head.

"That rascal, off in another world. Even if your mom and I worry, it’s useless!"

Solution, solution... Ah!

"Who said I don’t have a solution? I... I can go to my brother and be a secret matchmaker!"

"You?" Mr. Meng looked at her incredulously.

"Of course! As the saying goes, the greatest lack of filial piety is being without descendants. As a sister, I can’t watch my brother be so unfilial!" Meng Qingqing declared righteously.

Clearly, she planned to sell out her brother for glory...

Yang Hui sneered.

"Ha! You probably just want an excuse to escape, huh? Your brother’s miles away, letting you go is like setting a tiger back on the mountain."

"How’s that possible! Look, Dad is surely too busy, and Mom, you have to take care of Dad too.

Then that leaves only me at home to worry about this matter!

With me by my brother’s side, I’ll gather intelligence for you two, relay information, and even help my brother find a match. I guarantee to bring a sister-in-law home before this year’s end!"

Yang Hui and Mr. Meng exchanged glances, seeing the temptation in each other’s eyes.

After thinking for a moment, Yang Hui finally spoke.

"I suppose we can give you a chance, but you must write a guarantee letter. If there’s no progress in three months, you have to listen to me and come back for blind dates!"

"What?" Meng Qingqing looked reluctant.

"What ’what’? I think we better not set a tiger back on the mountain, or we might lose both the bride and the troops.

While we’re still young and can help with the kids, let’s quickly settle your matters.

If you don’t like this one, we’ll meet more; there’s bound to be one you like..."

"I’ll buy the ticket tomorrow!"

Brother! Sorry about this, but only he who tied the bell can untie it.

Since living off my parents isn’t an option, dear sister must live off my brother!