As soon as the end-of-work bell rang, Zhang Jie rushed out of the office. He had it all planned out; today was the day Zhang Yu was coming home, a day for the Zhang Family to reunite. How could anyone be absent on such a joyous occasion?
Since they were a family, of course, they should be together, neat and complete.
Watching Zhang Jie's retreating figure, everyone felt a mix of emotions.
"He's already gone to the farm as an intellectual youth, and yet he's still able to come back." Someone's tone was filled with jealousy.
"Before, people were saying Zhang Wei was getting old and useless. As soon as he left the technical department, things there fell apart." The finance department, typically uninvolved in technical matters, had to be swift in preparing funds and processing reimbursements for what the technical department needed.
