Then she looked at Liu Yuemei's shy and timid almond-shaped eyes, now looking at her with watery eyes and tears in her eyes. The tears in her eyes might remain at any time.

Chu Hao was stunned, "Oh my God, what's wrong? I'll help you protect the package. Is it possible that this little girl was moved to tears?"

"Xiaomei, you found someone to do so much in one night. Thank you for your hard work. Come on, come into the office and let me see how you are doing..."

Comrade Su Jinyun, the deputy director of the factory, came over at this time, smiling and pushing aside the instigator with a black question mark on his face.

She smoothly took the package from Liu Yuemei's arms and glared at someone fiercely.

The moment he was pushed away, his palm reluctantly broke away from the deformed honey syrup, and the Q bullet passed back told him that he had been struck by thunder.

Chu Hao was so embarrassed on the spot that his toes were shaking, and he wished he could carve out a three-bedroom apartment.

You really can't blame him for this. How could he have known that the scale would be so intimidating? It's almost as good as Comrade Su Jinyun's.

Moreover, it stands to reason that serious people would wear a protective shield. After all, no matter how poor you are, you cannot afford education, and no matter how hard it is, you cannot have a precious treasure.

Little did he know that Liu Yuemei stayed up all night last night and couldn't help but take off her clothes to sleep in the middle of the night. However, she suddenly woke up early in the morning and remembered business, hurriedly put on her clothes and ran to the factory.

All she could think of was the beautiful and serious deputy director, who was smiling and waiting for her to hand over her satisfactory answer sheet.

She even forgot to wear a protective mask, which shows how seriously she attaches importance to the tasks assigned by Comrade Su Jinyun, the deputy factory director.

Su Jinyun pulled Liu Yuemei into the office with a pleasant smile and told her to sit on the sofa and rest.

Chu Hao followed him into the office with an awkward smile. Su Jinyun rolled her eyes at him, pointed at the enamel cup used by the valet and said lightly:

"Go and make a cup of tea for Xiaomei. Don't hang around in front of me all the time. Look at how leisurely you are..."

Chu Hao understood that Su Jinyun was dissatisfied with his rashness just now, and found an excuse for him to apologize to Liu Yuemei.

He got up and took out the enamel cup used for entertaining guests, and ran to the water room to wash it first.

When I came back, I grabbed a large handful of the high-quality Longjing tea that someone had given Su Jinyun as a free gift, causing someone to cough and roll their eyes.

Chu Hao pretended not to hear. There was no hot water in the thermos bottle. He ran to the water room to fill it up and filled the enamel cup.

He coughed, walked up to Liu Yuemei, looked at the obvious dark circles under her eyes, and smiled as naturally as possible:

"Sister Yuemei, you worked hard last night. I guess you didn't sleep much. Come on, drink some hot tea to relieve your fatigue..."

"Thank you, thank you..."

Liu Yuemei's petite face was slightly blushing. She lowered her head and took the tea cup with both hands. She didn't dare to look at Chu Hao and unconsciously shrank her shoulders, as if she wanted to protect her treasure.

The atmosphere was really awkward. No matter how thick-skinned Chu Hao was, he was embarrassed to find something to say. He simply returned to his desk and looked at the T-shirt in Liu Yuemei's package with Aunt Yun.

Su Jinyun opened the thick old turban and shook out the T-shirt inside.

To the surprise of both of them, Su Jinyun originally thought that Liu Yuemei would find seven or eight aunts in one night, and under the condition of ensuring quality and quantity, she could make at most six or seven T-shirts.

After all, not everyone can do embroidery, and one has to embroider Liu Yuemei’s unique style.

At this time, Chu Hao counted the T-shirts piled up in front of him and embroidered thirty T-shirts.

Behind each piece is either the majestic Great Wall, or "Serve the People" surrounded by five fat red stars, as well as the most difficult official script character "China"!

Chu Hao and Su Jinyun looked at the embroidery on each T-shirt one by one. Considering that the relatives Liu Yuemei found might have different skills and styles from hers, they were mentally prepared to eliminate defective products.

The first time you can get a one-third pass rate, which is generally acceptable. If you continue to slowly run in, the pass rate of finished products will always increase.

But after the two looked at thirty T-shirts, they found that almost all the embroidery was above the standard passing line.

Even though some of the stitches look a bit unfamiliar, Liu Yuemei's technique is still embroidered. If you don't look carefully, you can hardly tell.

Su Jinyun was a little surprised. It was hard to imagine that Liu Yuemei, a young and shy girl who was ordinary in the factory, was not only good at needlework, but also had relatives around her who were as productive as sows.

While she was happy, the smile on her face became gentler. She sat down next to Liu Yuemei with a few T-shirts and asked in a gentle and affectionate voice:

"Xiaomei, tell me the truth, how many of these thirty T-shirts were made by yourself? As long as they are handled by you, they are all made by you. I want to hear the truth."

Liu Yuemei looked a little nervous, her little face was tight. How could she dare to lie in front of the deputy factory director? She clasped her two little hands and spoke in a low voice:

"Leader, I only made ten pieces myself, my eldest aunt and second aunt made twelve pieces, and the rest were made by my two sisters at home..."

Su Jinyun looked at the several wounds on the pulps of Liu Yuemei's fingers. They were accidentally pricked by needles. It was almost impossible for a female worker who was good at embroidery to prick her own fingers unless she was in a state of high mental fatigue.

She had learned about Liu Yuemei's family situation from others. Her parents died early, and her two younger sisters and one younger brother relied on her to work in the factory to support their schooling and living expenses.

As you can imagine, in order to complete the task assigned to her quickly and well, Liu Yuemei called her two aunts, and under the dim light at night, she instructed her two aunts and two sisters to embroider over and over again.

The number of thirty pieces was enough to keep them busy until midnight. In order to worry about themselves, the deputy director, waiting too much, they came back early with the finished T-shirts.

Su Jinyun watched Liu Yuemei holding the teacup uneasily, her legs tightening unconsciously in the loose blue trousers. Due to excessive tension, fine beads of sweat began to appear on her fair and red forehead.

Su Jinyun smiled. She knew that she was usually too serious and scared the little girl. She gently touched Liu Yuemei's little head and said with a smile:

"Xiaomei, you did a good job this time, and the leader is very satisfied. I didn't expect that your two aunts and sister also have beautiful needlework. It seems that I have to call on all the female workers in the factory to learn from you!"

Hearing this, Liu Yuemei's cute little face blushed even more, and she hurriedly declined:

"No, boss, you are serious. My level is very average. Many sisters and aunts in the factory are better than me. I am usually very stupid. I rely on everyone..."

The more she spoke, the softer she spoke, and her petite body tensed up. It seemed that Deputy Factory Director Su Jinyun wanted to make her the object of study, which put a lot of pressure on her.

Su Jinyun was naturally teasing her deliberately. The more she looked at Liu Yuemei, the more satisfied she felt. From Chu Hao's perspective, she always felt that her gaze was a bit like a mother-in-law looking at her daughter-in-law...
Chapter completed!