The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

Finance Department of Machine Repair Shop.

Under the accountant's contemptuous gaze, Qin Huairu took the money out of her wallet.

After counting them carefully one by one, he counted them again before handing them to the female accountant.

Even so, Qin Huairu was still very reluctant to give it up, and had to ask the accountant to pull her over before she could hand the bill over.

"The money has been paid, can the person be released?"

Qin Huairu's heart was bleeding as she watched the female accountant count the money in front of her again. It was not until the money was tied up with a rubber band and put in the drawer that she asked tentatively.

"We are the Finance Department, not the Security Department. We only collect money and don't care about anything else~!"

"You don't need to issue an invoice, you are from the factory, okay, hurry up and leave~!"

The female accountant waved her hand. Qin Huairu wanted to say something but was pulled out by the people from the security department who brought her here.

"It's okay. The factory will hold a meeting to resolve the remaining issues. The people should be out in the next two days. Don't worry about the rest. Corey won't pursue your affairs!"

She came here in a daze, paid the money in a daze, and when she was escorted to the door of the machine repair shop, Qin Huairu looked at her empty wallet and held it tightly in her palm.

Although no invoice was issued, people from the Security Department were there, and there were so many people in the Finance Department that Qin Huairu could only put aside her doubts.

Less than a year after I had stood upright, my back was broken again. I had no money and felt uneasy.

If the Red Star Factory wasn't so far away, Qin Huairu might have chosen to walk to the factory today.

"As long as the house is kept, it's fine. As long as there is a house~!"

She returned to the factory in a daze, went to the security department first, said hello to Liu Guangqi, and paid the money. Qin Huairu then began to prepare for work.

The day before yesterday, she was taken to the security department and lost a day's salary. Yesterday, she took a day off and lost her salary too. She doesn't want to have her salary deducted again.

In the workshop, everything is still busy.

After tying her hair up and walking back to her workstation, Qin Huairu was stunned.

There was already someone working at the workstation she had worked at for three years, and the job they were doing was the same job she had done two days ago. She knew the person.

"Xiao Qiu, I'm back. Sorry for bothering you these two days. Thank you~!"

Qin Huairu naturally thought that someone else had taken over her job during the two days she was away, and was about to pick up the work protection gloves under the table.

As a result, it was empty...

Xiao Qiu, who had been working in the factory for the second year, looked at Qin Huairu who was consciously trying to work. Instead of moving, he scratched the back of his head sheepishly, put on a silly smile on his face, and spoke to her hesitantly.

"Sister Qin, Director Guo said that if you come back, go directly to him. All your things have been packed and are with Director Guo~!"

After saying that, Xiaoqiu continued to work, still with no intention of moving, and his movements looked a little stiff.

The female workers all looked at Qin Huairu with strange eyes. This time, even Aunt Chen, who was patrolling not far away, ignored her and pretended not to see her.

The atmosphere among the junior workers was indeed a bit weird. Qin Huairu didn't think much about it and turned around and walked towards the workshop office.

She thought that Guo Dapiezi would allow her to go to work only after the matter was settled. However, she didn't expect that her labor protection supplies, gloves and sleeves at her workstation, as well as lunch boxes and other items in the workshop cabinet had all been packed up.

It was placed in the workshop office, next to Guo Dapiezi's legs.

Director Guo looked at Qin Huairu who knocked on the door with a serious expression, waved at him, then bent down and put the things on the desk.

"I originally planned to give you a chance and keep you until the end of the year to take the assessment, but after something like this happened, the workshop can't keep you anymore~!"

Director Guo pushed the box forward and in front of Qin Huairu. His meaning was very clear.

"As for you, the problem is that you are afraid to get close to the machines. But in our line of work, we have to deal with machines. I'm sorry for Dongxu's death, but you are trapped inside and can't get out. You won't be able to go far as a machinist~!" "The logistics department has agreed to accept you. Wait, and report directly to the woodworking workshop next door. I heard that as long as you can make clothes and operate a sewing machine, making clothes will not be a problem for you~!"

Perhaps it was because he could finally send this great god away. What Guo Dapie said at this time was still that of a responsible workshop director, and he did not make things too difficult for the widow in front of him.

"Director Guo~!"

This news was undoubtedly a bolt from the blue for Qin Huairu, and she felt very uneasy. Even though Guo Dapiaozi spoke well of the other side, she was eventually kicked out of the workshop.

Qin Huairu, who wanted to plead for mercy, was greeted with Guo Dapiezi's shaking hand and a determined look.

"The workstations should be reserved for those who want to receive training and pass the assessment and upgrade. You are not suitable for this line of work. If you fail the assessment and continue to occupy the workstation, others will be delayed. I have to consider the overall situation of the workshop~!"

"I've already given you a chance. Last time, everyone who should have left had left, but you chose to stay. You should be aware of this~!"

After saying that, Guo Dapiezi picked up the teacup on the table, but suddenly thought that Qin Huairu might not know the principle of serving tea to guests, so he raised his chin towards the door.

"Go ahead and make clothes well. You can handle this part without any problem~!"

Picking up the small cardboard box on the table, Qin Huairu felt as if someone was grabbing her heart. The successive blows made her feel a little listless.

Walking out of the workshop, Qin Huairu looked a little confused. She had worked as a fitter for three years. Suddenly one day, someone told her that she was not suitable for the job, and it seemed that all these three years of work had been wasted.

Looking back at the inside of the workshop, no one looked at her. Everyone felt that it was natural for the widow to be driven away.

"Woodworking workshop, making clothes~!"

Qin Huairu didn't know when the factory started making clothes, and the steel rolling mill had never had such a sewing workshop. She didn't know whether Guo Dapiaozi was deliberately deceiving her, so she could only carry the box and walk over there alone.

"Clang, clang, clang~!"

Without her knowing, a sewing workshop had already taken shape downstairs in the original laboratory.

The large rollers under more than a dozen sewing machines were spinning almost to the point of flying. One black tactical vest after another was processed through one step and then moved on to the next, until finally, the belt was manually put on, and it was considered complete.

Director Jin had a tape measure hanging around his neck and a wooden ruler in his hand. Like an old tailor, he would move from the cutting room to the sewing room from time to time to control the quality.

If there is any problem of poor sewing, which may cause the thread to come untied, we will go to the corresponding sewing machine and carefully explain it to the person involved.

He looks a bit like a workshop director, but this workshop is not that big.

When Qin Huairu, holding the box, walked here and looked around curiously, Director Jin didn't say much.

"Qin Huairu from Workshop 1, right? Can you sew or cut? Can the sewing machine be used?"

Director Jin was so anxious that he almost got angry. I didn't know where Secretary Li got the production quota from. If it was a month ago, he would have given the newcomer an ideological education class from the Political Education Department.

But now, after the person arrived, I just want to arrange him to start work as soon as possible.

"Yes, I know how to do it. I have a sewing machine at home, a Flying Man brand~!"

Seeing the scene here, Qin Huairu's timid mood was temporarily suppressed. Just like Guo Dapiaozi said, she was not good at operating the machine, but she was an expert at operating a sewing machine.

"Hey, get out of here, let her do it. It's been a month and the thread is still crooked. What use do I have for you~!"

"Come, take a look first. You are responsible for sealing the edges from here to here. This is the sample. Just follow this and make it~!"

After sending away a person who was just filling in the gap, Director Jin let Qin Huairu take over. He took out a tactical vest, explained it to her carefully, and then watched her do it.

The vest looked strange, but things like edge sealing were easy for her.

"Okay, I don't care which workshop you're from or why you came here. This workstation is yours from now on. If you can hold on, you can stay. If you can't, I will only fire you, not transfer you~!" (End of this chapter)