70s factory beauty, transform villain cubs to become rich

Chapter 87 Betrothal Gift
Chen Qing and He Yuan turned their heads at the same time.

The two people in the back row happened to be a man and a woman, they were dating, but the two people in the front row felt like a newlywed couple.

They put their hands on their knees and were a little incoherent in front of the two people with extremely high looks.

"Um...we didn't mean to eavesdrop, it's you who didn't keep your voices down."

They were talking in low voices in front of them, so they couldn't hear it.

He Yuan explained: “We are friends.

I added silently in my heart: At present.

Chen Qing thought about the two people's actions just now and felt that they were a bit ambiguous.

As someone in the fashion circle, she had friends of the opposite sex in her previous life, but her friends of the opposite sex knew how to seduce men's hearts better than she did.

She was often criticized as old-fashioned, but her experience taught her: "If you want to be interested in a man, don't rush in. Tell him you want to be friends first, slowly investigate, then gradually seduce him, and when he's deeply attracted to you, close the net!"

She is so busy with work.

Who are men?

How dare you occupy her rest time!

But now she has no internet access on weekends...

Chen Qing looked at He Yuan and saw that he was righteous and explained very seriously. Thinking about how they were so close just now, he was able to retreat indifferently, she suspected that he only regarded her as a friend. If she had any improper thoughts about her, wouldn't it seem that she was being too much?

So she nodded seriously: "We are pure revolutionary sentiments. We are all from the machinery factory. We are taking advantage of our break time to go to the hardware store to learn!"

The two people in the back row felt the awe-inspiring righteousness and nodded blankly.

In fact, they don't need to explain.

Say: "You misunderstood."

As strangers and wearing red armbands, they definitely wouldn't say anything.

Chen Qing sat down and warned himself not to forget his friends for the sake of beauty and not to drool over his friends. That was an excessive behavior!

He Yuan hesitated to speak.

Want to explain something.

But I don’t know where to start!
The bus continued to move forward. The girl in the back seat nudged her boyfriend with her elbow in dissatisfaction: "They are not even dating, and they are willing to spend money on their friends. We are dating, and you haven't spent a single dollar on me!"

The man was afraid that others would hear her and damage his image, so he quickly said, "When we get married, my money will be yours."

"What do you mean by your money and my money? If we really get married, our money will be your mother's money."

Nowadays, girls give most of their work results to their natal family before marriage, and most of their work results to their husband’s family after marriage.

The girl in the back row complained: "I told you I wanted that dress, but you didn't even want to buy it for me!"

She started crying as she spoke.

Chen Qing lowered his voice and complained to He Yuan: "This man is so stingy, he's not as good to me as Talia."

He Yuan was very familiar with her relationship with Talia because of Mao Jianguo's presence, and he said, "I can also give you supplements, delicious food, and buy things for you. What do you want?"

"Don't be like this." Chen Qing was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

There's already a quarrel going on in the back row.

The two of them quickly shut up.

Chen Qing really wanted to persuade the female comrade in the back row not to marry a man who wouldn't spend a penny on her, but she couldn't really stand up for the girl, and she didn't know her character very well, including the conditions of both parties, so she could only choose to remain silent.

The two people in the back row were also silent.

The man endured it and asked He Yuan: "If you get married, how much do you want to give as a betrothal gift?"

"188."

He remembered this was the highest standard. The female comrades in the back row completely exploded, "Get out of my way! I'm home!"

The man in the back row felt guilty: "How can you say you're home? This is at least five kilometers away. Hey, why did you hit my knee?"

He watched his partner stumble to the car door, and fearing she was really gone, he went up to coax her, "I promise I'll negotiate the betrothal gift down to 26 yuan this time!"

Chen Qing pursed her lips.

Her monthly salary is 41.

When the bus arrived at the stop, the two got off the bus and an argument broke out. Chen Qing turned to look at He Yuan.

He Yuan: "I did it on purpose."

He has never thought about getting married, so how could he know how much the bride price is?

Chen Qing was slightly startled, then smiled and asked, "So you really gave the woman 188 yuan when you got married?"

"Isn't that a bit too little?" He Yuan asked, observing her expression.

He was previously called a capitalist, and most of the family property was taken away by his brother when he was a child. The family actually lived a very tight life. But ever since he invented various things that benefited the country and the people, his salary has skyrocketed. By the time he started getting a salary, his parents were no longer around. Apart from spending money on food, he didn't need to deal with social interactions, and he kept saving his money.

The savings are quite a considerable sum at the moment.

If Chen Qing wants it, I can give it to her.

Chen Qing thought for a moment and said, "I'm not sure either."

The old lady next door asked He Yuan: "What kind of partner do you want? I'll introduce you to someone, and I guarantee you'll be satisfied."

One hundred and eighty-eight betrothal gifts!

A truly grand wedding!
He Yuan was afraid that Chen Qing would misunderstand, so he simply refused: "No need."

The old lady secretly sighed that it was a pity.

He Yuan saw her looking at Chen Qing, and seemed to be trying to introduce someone to Chen Qing, so he immediately started chatting with Chen Qing: "Are you tired of sewing clothes recently?"

"It's okay, it's quite interesting."

"Remember to turn on the light when you sew in the evening, otherwise it will be bad for your eyes."

"In the evening, there is not much difference between whether the light in my room is on or not." Chen Qing usually works until seven o'clock.

When it gets dark, the lights will be turned on at six o'clock.

But it was too dark and not very useful, otherwise she would sew clothes at night.

He Yuan: "I can make your light brighter."

"I know the lights can be made brighter, but it consumes a lot of electricity, and electricity is horribly expensive here!" Chen Qing couldn't even imagine how much it would cost to turn on the lights for so many hours last month.

He Yuan: "The wattage is the same."

"Is it true?" Chen Qing was shocked. Isn't that just an energy-saving lamp?

"real."

This technology has been around for many years, but the process is a bit complicated and requires more materials. Currently, Chinese people don't like to turn on lights, and materials are in short supply, so it's unnecessary.

"you are great."

Chen Qing really admires him.

He is young, is the leader of a group of researchers, and has a Black Five Category prerequisite. His strength is terrifying.

Being praised by her, He Yuan felt a little embarrassed: "It's actually a very simple technology. Look at the many lights in the machinery factory. They are very bright."

"That only looks simple to you, but it's very powerful in my eyes." Chen Qing thought for a moment, then lowered his voice and said, "If someone uses your identity to cause trouble for you in the future, if you don't know how to argue, come to me and I'll help you."

A warm feeling flowed through He Yuan's heart, and he shared with her softly, "Sending you here is a waste of your talent. I will gradually become the main person in charge of key projects, and then they will be inseparable from me."

(End of this chapter)