Zhou's mother in the Zhou family was also instructing Zhou Qingying to invite Jiang Xinyu to dinner.

"I understand. I'll invite her to our house for dinner next time.

Mom, I had a meal in the textile factory. The food was really good. It would be great if I could go to the textile factory to work. I heard that the salary of female textile workers is higher than that of cadres."

"It's not easy to get in the textile factory. You have a good relationship with Jiang Xinyu and tell her, if there is a recruitment information, it's fine."

Zhou Qingying's face was under her crotch, "Mom, I don't want to do this, I want to make a good friend."

"That's fine, I'll ask someone to pay attention." Mother Zhou sighed. Her daughter is too straightforward. It's not good to do so. Forget it, since the child doesn't want to, just find someone by yourself.

Jiang Xinyu sent off the two classmates, took a comfortable bath, and lay on the kang to read books. She had already read half of her second year of high school. I wonder if she had the chance to take the college entrance examination? If she took the college entrance examination, she would definitely not be able to work anymore, right?

Forget it, why do you think so much? What might happen? Going to college is also a good way out. There are still five or six years left in the world, and I had already graduated at that time.

I went to work on Monday, so I was so busy that I didn’t touch the ground. I went out in the afternoon to inspect the club.

These entertainment facilities were all set up through voting. Jiang Xinyu didn't understand these things, just came with Lu Changchun to make a move.

When I got home, I felt that my clothes had already become white and my sweat had never fallen.

I thought that I should be more distressed in the workshop, and nothing I could do.

Wang Ailing worked on duty and asked her to come back for a meal. She felt uncomfortable for her when she thought about it.

There was nothing happening at noon on Tuesday, and Jiang Xinyu called Wei Kaiyun.

"Hello, Director Wei's office."

"Hello, is Director Wei here?"

"Who are you?"

"Jiang Xinyu, Textile Factory, T City."

"Hello, when Director Wei comes back, I will tell him."

"Thank you." Why did there be lesbians in Wei Kaiyun's office answer the phone?

At this time, Song Qingqing ran in. "Director Jiang, this is a popsicle, for you."

Jiang Xinyu was hot, and she really wanted to eat the popsicles wrapped in paper.

"Secretary Song, you eat it. I'm not healthy yet. I really don't dare to eat it."

“Can’t you eat it?”

Jiang Xinyu nodded in the pain and took it away quickly, looking at it.

Until I got off work at night, I didn’t receive a call from Wei Kaiyun. Is this guy so busy?

I still didn't receive the call on Wednesday. Just when Jiang Xinyu wanted to call again on Thursday, Wei Kaiyun's call finally came.

"I've been to the meeting these days and just came back this morning."

"Well, I'm fine, either."

The two were silent for a while. Neither spoke. Jiang Xinyu heard the fatigue in Wei Kaiyun's tone. He guessed that he must have something to do, otherwise he wouldn't talk to him like this.

Since I know he is fine, I feel relieved.

On Friday, he told Wang Ailing to come to his house for dinner after working shift.

"I'm going home, my nephew has a full moon."

"It's been a month? It's too fast.

Sister, please help me bring some things back. I won’t go back. It’s so hot.”

"Didn't you give it to me last time? No need."

"What are you sending to your child?"

"I gave nothing, I gave a lot of it last time."

"Oh, that's OK."

Kong Mengjie came over with her belly. Jiang Xinyu watched her sit down with her waist. She looked like that.

"Kong Mengjie, are you about to give birth?" Jiang Xinyu looked at the increasingly beautiful heroine.

"Well, there are more than two months left."

"How long can you take for leave?"

"Forty days."

"What should I do when I go to work in the future?" Wang Ailing asked. Huang Hongwei is at this age. Isn't it okay to ask his mother to come and see the child? The old man must be at least in his seventies, right?

"It's okay. I put him at home from the beginning. I often go back to feed him. When I can crawl and leave, I will send him back to my mother."

Jiang Xinyu was shocked. Kong Mengjie was really willing to give up. If she were herself, she would definitely give up her job for the sake of her children.

"Our textile factory kindergarten can be sent to it in two and a half weeks, so that the children can be brought back."

This is a good arrangement. But her mother has time to show her the child?

The next day, when he came to work on Saturday, Qian Jun led people in and said, "Come here to install a ceiling fan for you."

"Good thing, it's great, it's still humane."

Qian Jun laughed aside, and only at this time can Jiang Xinyu laugh so happily, right?

Half an hour later, Jiang Xinyu sat on the chair and felt the cool breeze. She felt that this was happier than the first time she blew the air conditioner in later generations.

Now I don’t feel uncomfortable working overtime anymore. I hope to do it again, so I should turn on the electricity at home quickly.

"Director Jiang, you're so cool here." Pan Xiulan collapsed on the chair on the side.

"Don't have ceiling fans in your office?"

"Yes, but I don't have it in Deputy Director Yao's office. You said I'm embarrassed to stay in the leader's office."

"Come to my place, let's have lunch in my office from now on, so we won't sweat all over the meal."

"Okay, OK. I wish we were allowed to work here too."

Jiang Xinyu glanced at Pan Xiulan and was whimsical. How could it be?

"You two can apply to install a ceiling fan."

"Can you get it by applying? This year you and the two factory managers have ceiling fans."

"I feel comfortable in the factory, but it's still hot when I get home. I don't know when I will be able to turn on the electricity?"

"The night is much better than during the day. Qingqing and I have a dormitory, and even the six or eight people can't imagine it."

"Yes, they feel even more uncomfortable, right?"

"Okay, I'm going to go back to work. I can't stand the heat for a while and come over again."

When I got home at night, I lay on the kang after taking a shower and couldn't sleep. I was so restless that it was so difficult to go from extravagance to frugality.

When he went to work early on Sunday, Jiang Xinyu felt that he had never been so active.

It feels comfortable to blow the electric fan. Several elder sisters from the union came over and stayed for two hours before leaving. Jiang Xinyu thought that she would be lively here in the future.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, the phone rang.

"Hello, Jiang Xinyu!"

"It's me, I'll be on a business trip tomorrow, about four months like this. Should I come back in the twelfth lunar month?"

"So long?"

"Well, we're going to build a new factory."

"Okay, I understand." After putting down the phone, Jiang Xinyu was still thinking, where is he going to build a new factory? He wanted Wei Kaiyun to go there? Isn't there a management bureau?

He didn't say that, and he really couldn't ask. He had to care about the newspaper these days, and he didn't know where he was going. He frowned, but he was still a little worried.
Chapter completed!