70s factory beauty, transform villain cubs to become rich

Chapter 64 He Yuan is entangled in dressing
He Yuxiang watched everything silently, eating his sugar triangles leisurely, and reminded his aunt thoughtfully: "If you don't go to work, you will lose your attendance award."

"I know. You just keep urging me all day long." Chen Qing walked out with a sugar triangle in his mouth.

After arriving at the machinery factory, Chen Qing pulled a stool and sat under the shade of a tree on the first floor of the office building, picked up the newspaper and started reading!

Today's Southern Daily newspaper is freshly published. The lead type shines a cold, hard blue in the morning light, and the headline on the front page is "National steel production hits a new high."

Chen Qing read and absorbed the contemporary quotations knowledge with the mentality of morning reading.

At critical moments, they are life-saving things.

She read the newspaper with great fanfare, looking more leisurely than the old men in the family compound, which naturally caused heated discussions. Soon everyone knew that Chen Qing was going to be the host!
Some were jealous, some were excited, but more people were thinking that if they could see the factory beauty openly, they would have to get a good position in the competition.

Liu Qirong worked tirelessly under the scorching sun, his back drenched in sweat. Seeing Chen Qing holding a watermelon in one hand and a newspaper in the other, he couldn't tell whether she was working or enjoying herself. Jealousy welled up in him, and he called out to her, "Secretary Chen, take a look at our stage. Is there anything that needs repairing?"

"No."

Chen Qing didn't even raise his head.

Liu Qirong: "You didn't even look at it!"

"Oh, I believe in Secretary Liu's ability. As an official who intervened midway, I think not caring is the best way to manage things. I understand the rules very well. Secretary Liu, you don't have to feel wronged by me. I'm a very generous person and easy to talk to."

Chen Qing said this while eating the sweet watermelon.

The watermelons were specially obtained from relatives in the countryside by someone who was grateful to Director Lin. Director Lin cut them into pieces on the spot and shared them with everyone.

Chen Qing was not a member of the Women's Federation, but she was sitting at the door on the first floor and staring at them, so they had no choice but to give her watermelon.

Only two pieces were obtained in total.

Before Liu Qirong arrived, Chen Qing ate one piece, and after Liu Qirong arrived, Chen Qing quickly finished the second piece.

Two cleanly chewed pieces of watermelon rind fell to one side. Chen Qing looked up from the newspaper, saw Liu Qirong's flushed face, and asked, "Secretary Liu, are you very touched?"

Liu Qirong's body shook.

He must have gotten heatstroke because of Chen Qing's anger!

How could there be someone in the world who is so inconsiderate? He came right in front of Chen Qing, and she had two pieces of watermelon, but she was unwilling to give him one!
"I'm not moved at all. As someone from the same organization, I never thought it was a big deal to take credit for things. On the contrary, I think our factory committee members are too lazy and should work harder."

"But if we work too hard, the machinery factory will go crazy." Chen Qing told the truth.

There is a wonderful connection between departments. Some departments have to work hard, while for some departments, laziness is the best outcome.

If the factory committee strictly enforces everything, then the people in the machinery factory will not need to work.

Liu Qirong: "You are just lazy!"

"Yes, everyone knows that I'm super lazy." Chen Qing yawned: "Director Liu, you are so diligent, why don't you go to work?"

Liu Qirong had a headache, and he felt increasingly dizzy: "You are truly the laziest lesbian I have ever met!"

"Oh." Chen Qing rolled his eyes. "What's it to me? If you don't want to do it, I'll tell Lao Liu to get someone else to do it. Yesterday, when I was about to do it, you stood there as if you were afraid that I would take the credit. Your words were full of tests. Didn't you think I couldn't hear it? Today I'm taking a break, and you're mad at me again. Are you sick?"

Chen Qing threw the newspaper away and stood up immediately.

The sound of the newspaper breaking through the air attracted the attention of the comrades from the Women's Federation, not to mention the employees decorating the stage, all of whom looked straight over here.

Liu Qirong was so scared that he retreated step by step: "You...what are you going to do!" "Why should I do anything that you don't care about? What's your attitude and tone? Stop bullying me in front of me. Do you think I'm your subordinate?" Chen Qing picked up the newspaper and sat down again: "Get lost."

Liu Qirong was so angry that his face turned red and his neck became thick.

As members of the machinery factory committee, everyone prides themselves on being respectable people. If they are unhappy with someone, they are used to being sarcastic, gossiping behind their backs, and spreading rumors about them. But how could she be like this, cursing people in public? It's so disrespectful!

"Chen Qing, you are really going too far."

"Fuck you!" Chen Qing was about to stand up when Liu Qirong turned and left.

As if to save face, he left a sentence: "I don't argue with women."

"If you can't win an argument, just say it straight. Stop flattering yourself. Who do you think you are? Why would I need a loser like you?"

Chen Qing snorted.

Liu Qirong was so angry that he almost burst into tears.

The female comrades from the Women's Federation laughed out loud, which made it difficult for the employees who were building the stage to hold back their laughter, otherwise they would hurt Director Liu's self-esteem.

Seeing that everyone was watching the fun, Liu Qirong was so angry that he was fuming. He turned around and went to the toilet. He had never lost face so much in his life. He had to slow down!
He will not let Chen Qing go!
Chen Qing continued to read the newspaper leisurely, not caring about anything else.

Soon, the news of Chen Qing and Liu Qirong's quarrel spread again, and her toughness reached a new level.

Chen Qing didn't care what others said, she just went home on time.

He is the first person to leave work in the entire factory!
Super glorious!

After returning home, Chen Qing sewed He Yuan's shirt and asked Xiaoyu to deliver it to him.

Xiaoyu ran to the next door with her short legs and returned the clothes to He Yuan: "Uncle, these are your clothes."

When He Yuan saw that it was her, disappointment flashed across his eyes. He took the neatly folded white shirt and said, "Thank you."

"You're welcome." Xiaoyu replied politely: "Uncle, I want to go home."

"it is good."

He Yuan watched her leave before looking at his shirt. His gaze fell on the place where there was a cut in the morning. His fingertips stroked the almost invisible stitches. He admired her craftsmanship in his heart, but they were not friends. She was sewing his clothes purely out of gratitude, so there was nothing to worry about.

He put his clothes away to wear tomorrow.

After thinking for a while, he picked out a better pair of pants from the closet to match the shirt.

Only then did I feel satisfied.

When he turned off the lights and lay in bed at night, He Yuan closed his eyes for a moment, then suddenly stood up and stuffed his shirt into the closet with a cold face.

He has enough clothes to wear, so why would he wear patched clothes? And they were made by a stranger!
He Yuan lay back on the bed, his mind full of complicated thoughts, so he simply turned on the light and made an electric fan.

Before he knew it, it was daybreak. He Yuan simply packed up and went to work. The clothes he was wearing were the ones sewn by Chen Qing.

It’s not because of Chen Qing, I just don’t want to waste it.

When he arrived at the institute, Deputy Director Mao Jianguo was rushing out. Seeing him, he said, "You can handle the project yourself. I have something urgent at home, so I'm leaving now."

(End of this chapter)