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Chapter 7 There are only two hundred and five left in the pocket

Even though Yang Fei was a person who had experienced it, he couldn't help but admire him a few more times at this moment.

She heard the footsteps and turned around. When she saw that it was Yang Fei, she smiled sweetly.

Clear and bright eyes, curved willow-leaf eyebrows, long eyelashes tremble slightly, the fair and flawless skin reveals a faint red pink, and the thin lips are as delicate as rose petals.

The belt around the waist is tied into a butterfly shape in front, making it look lively and cute.

Yang Fei thought of two lines of poetry: "It comes out of the mud without being stained, and is washed in the clear water without being charming."

"Senior Sister!" Yang Fei walked forward, "I thought, which supermodel was there to play! It turned out to be you."

Su Tong usually wears work clothes, occasionally goes out, and wears casual clothes. Today, she rarely wears a short skirt, and Yang Fei almost didn't recognize her.

"I bought this skirt last time I went shopping and I haven't had the chance to wear it." Su Tong lowered her head shyly, then smiled, "Isn't it good-looking? I definitely can't wear this skirt."

Not that I don't have the chance to wear it.

At that time, I liked it, so I gritted my teeth and bought it. After I bought it, I felt that it was too unconservative and dared not wear it out to see people.

Yang Fei touched his chin and smiled, "In a nutshell, it seems like you are such a pleasure!"

In fact, she didn't dress up much, but she put down her hair, changed into a white skirt that cost more than 30 yuan, wore a pair of ordinary high-heeled sandals, had no makeup, and didn't even apply lipstick or face cream.

That's all, it was like a living person who changed his life, appearing pretty and colorfully in front of Yang Fei.

At this time, colleagues such as Guo Xiaoli and Xu Dongqiang also came down.

"I just said, you must look good in this dress. It's true that you look like a fairy from the painting!" Guo Xiaoli dressed up carefully, and she was swaying and colorful, young and beautiful, but when she stood with Su Tong, she always felt that she was missing something.

The group walked out talking and laughing.

At the gate, a Santana car drove in.

The person sitting in the back of the car happened to see Su Tong, who was full of youth. He pushed the glasses on his nose, his squinting eyes suddenly opened wide, emitting a strange brilliance.

Xiaoche, Yang Fei and others passed by.

Where there are people, there is business.

There are nearly a thousand people in the daily chemical factory, and there are several small factories around it. Together with local residents, a complete living area has been formed. It is full of all kinds of shops and is full of shops along the street.

Several colleagues from the quality inspection team had a meal at a small shop on the street, stir-frying for three or five yuan each, plus a few bottles of beer and two bottles of drinks, and spent only 100 yuan in one meal.

Of course, compared to Guo Xiaoli’s monthly salary of 370 yuan, eating nearly 100 yuan per meal can be considered a big meal.

Su Tong, Yang Fei and others raised more than 100 yuan to buy a cake, a skirt, and a few practical gifts for Guo Xiaoli.

After helping Guo Xiaoli celebrate this birthday, Yang Fei only had 250 yuan left in his pocket.

He smiled self-deprecatingly: "Okay, let's start a business from 25!"

The next day, the factory held a meeting of middle-level cadres.

Gao Senlin was furious at the meeting and criticized some employees without naming them.

Everyone thought that Gao Senlin was for yesterday's reception accident.

Yang Fei knew that it was because the application report for technical transformation funds in the factory did not pass the city’s approval.

Southern Province is located inland and has a weak industrial foundation. After the reform and opening up, the advantages of attracting foreign investment are not obvious, and the economic development is slow.

The daily chemical factory was an old factory in the 1950s and a famous state-owned enterprise in the province. The leaders of the factory were good at being officials, but they were quite lacking in specific business affairs. In addition, there were few people who did practical things, and many people were busy with their lives.

Therefore, the sales volume in the factory has declined year by year, and a large tax paying company that was originally prosperous has become a beggar company today.

Every year at the end of the year, the factory will try every means to ask for money from the province or the city.

If the money is not paid, the salary and benefits at the end of the year will not be redeemable.

In the afternoon of the same day, Director Liu of the factory office came to the quality inspection team of the production department with a shelf and scolded everyone, but he smiled at Su Tong.

"Director Liu, it was all my fault yesterday, it has nothing to do with them. Don't scold them. Just scold me if you want to scold me!" Su Tong said responsible.

"Su Tong," Director Liu said with a smile, "Vice General Zhao of Production told me to ask you to go to his office."

When Su Tong left, Director Liu wiped his lips and said coldly: "If this female worker looks good, she is more popular than the old technician who has been decades! She is so young, can she be the deputy director? What kind of world is it?"

The speaker is unintentional, and the listener is intentional.

Yang Fei was sitting on the chair by the door. Although Director Liu's voice was low, he could hear it clearly.

The scene before my eyes happened in a trance.

His mind flashed, and he suddenly remembered something.

What happened in the past two days is exactly the same as the memories he had left in his previous life. In other words, history is moving forward in an irreversible way.

If you remember correctly, Su Tong would leave quietly after seeing Vice President Zhao.

So, something must have happened today!

Thinking of Director Liu's words just now, Yang Fei was thinking.

The daily chemical factory in the Southern Province has a provincial prefix, but is actually a municipal state-owned enterprise.

The Chinese people have a serious official mindset and are studying and leaping through the dragon gate. They are looking for a cadre identity.

Don’t underestimate the deputy director of the factory office. There are nearly a thousand people in the factory. I wonder how many people are trying to fight for it!

Yang Fei recalled carefully and was sure that Su Tong was not promoted to deputy director.

At that time, Yang Fei was just a fool who had just left school and didn't think much about it.

At this moment, he was like a mirror, and had a clear understanding of the whole world.

There is no love and hate in the world for no reason, and the hat of the deputy director of the factory office will not hit Su Tong for no reason.

The quality inspection team is not busy at ordinary times, so he took a loophole, walked out of the workshop, and came to the office building.

Zhao Wenbin, vice president of production, has his office on the left side of the third floor.

Yang Fei went up the stairs and saw that Zhao Wenbin's door was closed tightly and the curtains were pulled up. He could not see anything outside. He hesitated slightly, so he leaned against the door and took out a cigarette to smoke.

Su Tong is inside, facing Zhao Wenbin.

Zhao Wenbin laughed and said, "Su Tong, you are very brave! Even the leader dares to offend him!"

Su Tong's eyes twitched, she felt nervous, and replied stubbornly: "I just talk about the matter, but I didn't expect to offend the leader. The leader and prime minister could hold a boat in his stomach, and probably wouldn't have the same knowledge as me."
Chapter completed!
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