A domineering country girl flirts with her son, and Commander Huo can't resist.

Joanne whispered in her ear, "I'm telling you, remember my face, and avoid me from now on."

After saying that, Qiao An let go, and Guo Ping's right arm drooped limply down.

"You just wait! You just wait!"

Guo Ping was crying her eyes out, looking extremely disheveled.

Qiao An laughed twice and turned to leave.

Pingjing is such a big city, she doesn't believe Guo Ping can find her.

And she's leaving after her exam tomorrow.

No matter how capable they are, it's useless.

Guo Ping and the others struggled to run out, but Qiao An had already disappeared.

They wanted to call the police, but they didn't know how to explain to the police why they were in that dead end.

In the end, all they could do was swallow their pride and bear it.

Qiao An soon arrived at Wangfu Department Store and found Feng Sanqiang and Da Bao after wandering around for a while.

By this time, the two of them were already carrying several bags.

Qiao An also bought some local specialties from Pingjing, and the three of them strolled around for a while before returning to the guesthouse.

The next morning, Joan stretched and looked up at the clock on the wall.

The exam will be held at 9:00 AM at the Polytechnic University.

After having breakfast, Qiao An instructed Feng Sanqiang and Da Bao to pack their luggage for the day.

She then took a bus alone to the entrance of Pyeongkyo University of Science and Technology.

The university has not yet resumed enrollment, and its office buildings and classrooms are occupied by various public institutions.

After asking around, Qiao An finally arrived at the administration building.

This is the location for the written examination for special workers.

The administration building has only two floors, and an old man wearing black-rimmed glasses stands at the entrance.

He checks the identification and introduction letter of everyone who enters.

When he saw Joan, he couldn't help but look her up and down.

Those who take the special worker exam are all men, and the youngest must be at least forty-five years old.

As soon as Joan appeared, she attracted everyone's attention.

Many people gathered together and discussed it animatedly.

"Who is this woman? Has she come to the wrong place?"

"Yeah, what brings you here? I'd think you were here to take an exam."

"How is that possible? Women struggle to even pass an eighth-level worker's exam, let alone a special worker's certificate. They're just not cut out for mechanical work."

The old man at the door also thought Qiao An had gone to the wrong place.

"Young man, this is the examination center for special workers. Have you come to the wrong place?"

Qiao An smiled and handed over the household registration booklet and the letter of introduction written by Zhao Zhengang.

"That's right, I'm here to take the exam."

"An exam?" The old man was stunned for a moment, but still subconsciously took Qiao An's documents.

He checked it carefully.

Indeed, it was a letter of introduction written by the Party Secretary and Chief Engineer of the Jinshui Town Machine Tool Factory.

But...aren't they crazy?

Although there is no regulation that requires candidates to be at least Grade 8 workers to take the special worker exam, it's not right to just recommend anyone.

Joan wasn't even a worker.

His employment certificate states he is a cook at the police station's canteen.

The old man kept shaking his head, feeling that people from Zhongchuan Province were unreliable.

Qiao An had all the necessary documents, so there was no reason to refuse her entry. The old man had no choice but to let her in.

The men nearby immediately became curious upon seeing this.

Someone went to see the old man.

Only after asking did I learn that Qiao An was recommended by the Jinshui Town Machine Tool Factory.

It wasn't exam time yet, but they gathered in small groups, their eyes unconsciously drifting towards Qiao An.

"Isn't the Jinshui Town Machine Tool Factory pretty prestigious? I know their chief engineer, Zhao Zhengang, who was a well-known genius back in the day. Why didn't he come to take the exam and instead recommended a greenhorn? I don't know what he was thinking."

"Maybe they just have no one left."

"Even if there's no one else, you can't send a woman, can you? In the end, won't it be the Jinshui Town Machine Tool Factory that loses face?"

"Oh, let's not worry about so much. Let's focus on passing the exam. If we can get this special worker's certificate, we'll never have to worry about anything again."

Joanne sat at the table, listening quietly to their conversation.

The exam should be held in the auditorium of the former administration building.

She looked around and indeed there wasn't a single woman in sight.

In those days, most female workers worked in factories such as textile factories and towel factories.

In machine tool factories and bearing factories, especially in core workshops, there are very few female workers.

Level 8 workers are extremely rare.

No wonder they kept staring at him.

Around nine o'clock, several men dressed in Zhongshan suits came to the auditorium with a stack of test papers.

A touch of red amidst a sea of ​​green.

This touch of red is particularly eye-catching.

So when they saw Joan, they couldn't help but be taken aback.

But they knew the list of candidates in advance for this exam.

So I knew there would be a female lesbian, but I didn't expect her to be so young.

The man at the head of the group coughed twice. "Attention everyone, this exam consists of a written test and a practical test."

"The written exam will be held from 9:00 AM to 11:30 AM, and the practical exam will be held from 1:30 PM to 4:30 PM."

"We're all old comrades..." He glanced at Qiao An after saying that, "We're all excellent comrades. During the written test, no talking or cheating is allowed. If you're caught, you'll be disqualified from the test and will never be allowed to take the special worker exam again."

"At the same time, you will receive a major demerit and a factory-wide reprimand. Everyone must take this seriously."

These days, people may not care about money, but they definitely care about their reputation, so Qiao An believes that no one will plagiarize this.

Because the punishment after being caught is more terrifying than death.

After explaining the exam rules, they began distributing the exam papers.

There are two exam papers in total.

There are three more sheets of draft paper.

Joanne glanced through it briefly.

The questions were really difficult; there were some she wasn't sure about.

The exam began, and the only sounds in the auditorium were the rustling of writing and people breathing.

Qiao An lowered her head and began to work on the problems.

The earlier ones were relatively simple; she could even mentally calculate some of the fill-in-the-blank questions.

The later, more challenging questions were a bit tricky. Qiao An checked her work twice on the verification paper before starting to solve them.

At 10:30, Qiao An checked her work to make sure there were no mistakes, then rested her chin on her hand and stared out the window in a daze.

In March, the magnolias in Pyeongkol bloomed, lying quietly on the branches like little birds.

Ordinary examiners, seeing Qiao An's appearance, would secretly shake their heads and offer a word of advice.

"There's still an hour left in the exam, so everyone hurry up and answer the questions. Don't think about anything else."

Upon hearing this, Qiao An realized there was still an hour left.

But she's already finished answering, so what's she supposed to do for the next hour?

Should I go to sleep?

Joanne thought for a moment, then suddenly raised her hand.

The examiner had already memorized her name. "Joan, do you have any questions?"

"I'd like to ask if it's possible to hand in the exam early?"

"Wh...what?" The examiner reached up and pushed up his glasses, thinking he had misheard.

"Say it again?"

Joanne smiled. "I wanted to ask, could I hand in my paper early?"

Of course, you can hand in your paper early, but the questions on the paper are so difficult that it's hard to say whether you can finish them before the exam ends. How can anyone hand in their paper early?

The man who had been sitting in the front without moving was Wang Kai, the vice president of the National Institute of Industrial Technology.

The country attaches great importance to this special worker examination, which is why he personally took charge as the chief examiner.

I didn't expect that during the written exam, someone would want to hand in their paper early.

Wang Kai glanced at Qiao An's desk.

The check sheet was only used up one page; I doubt the little girl can even do the questions on the test paper.