Many people then discovered that there was a little girl sitting in the office. She was about five years old, with a round, soft and soft face, and big bright eyes that were shining like little stars. It made people feel sad to see her.
It's going to melt.
She wore a red long-sleeved dress, yellow cotton trousers, and a long braid hanging crookedly on her right chest. She was sitting on a chair, with a pair of short legs hanging in the air, and wearing buckled black leather shoes.
Delicate and cute, lovable.
"She is..." someone guessed and asked, "Director Su, your daughter?"
"Yes, that's right." Su Jianmin changed his previous seriousness and picked up little Jinbao.
Everyone looked at her in disbelief. It was hard to imagine that the person who just spoke was such a cutie.
"Dad," Jinbao asked, "what do you think of my idea?"
Su Jianmin thought about it seriously, "I think Jinbao's idea is a good one. Even if I go to the superiors to allocate funds now, I won't be able to get the money for a while. I might as well go to the commune to get the money."
"No, Director Su, this Fuhe Commune is a large commune with more than a dozen administrative areas under its jurisdiction. The commune's production team leader is extremely smart and tough! There is no way he will spit out the compensation to us.
"
"Yes, they asked our factory for compensation before, but the former director refused to pay. The team leader and his men smashed all the windows in our office building. The glass now was reinstalled later."
Thinking of the situation at that time, several division chiefs were still trembling.
People like them who sit in offices all day long are most afraid of meeting strong farmers. The reason makes no sense at all. They will smash it if they can't explain it. Because they are farmers, and they are more reasonable in nature, no one dares to
provoke.
"Hey, no matter what, finding a commune is always a solution. I have to try it." Su Jianmin said.
Jin Bao gently tugged on his father's clothes and said, "Dad, let's go take a look at those substandard machines? Find out the problems first, and then we can convince the production team leader of Fuhe Commune to trust us."
"Yes! Jinbao is on to the point!"
After Su Jianmin finished praising his daughter, he said to several workshop supervisors: "Why are you just standing there stupidly? Lead the way. I'll go see what's causing the machine failure."
"Okay, I'll lead the way."
A group of people said and hurriedly walked towards the workshop.
At this time, it was learned that the factory director would not watch the performance, and there was a lot of noise in the playground of Zidi Primary School.
"Why don't you watch it? We have been rehearsing for so long," Chen Shiyu said aggrievedly, "The factory director is a big bad guy who keeps his word and makes us practice hard for so long."
"Xiaoyu, don't speak ill of the factory director." He Wenli frowned and said.
Chen Shiyu pouted, "You're just a bad guy. I finish my homework every day and teach Hua Hua how to sing."
"Okay, don't be sad," He Wenli touched the girl's head comfortingly, "Next time at the art performance, you and Hua Hua will team up to perform "The White-Haired Girl" together. Then the teacher will find a way to lend you a song.
Wear a small red cotton-padded jacket to make you more like Xi'er..."
"Really?" Chen Shiyu said happily, "That's great, Teacher He, you are so kind!"
"Are you not sad now? Go back to the classroom quickly."
Chen Shiyu smiled and nodded, "Yeah!"
After happily agreeing, she looked at Yao Hua aside and saw him looking into the distance in a trance.
"Hua Hua," Chen Shiyu raised her hand and waved in front of Yao Hua's eyes, "Why are you so dazed? We have to go back to the classroom."
Yao Hua finally came to his senses and shook his head slightly, thinking how could it be possible?
When he and his parents left Jinghai City two years ago, Uncle Su was a senior engineer in a technical position. After only a few years, how could he be sent to the branch factory as the director?
Although he was thinking this, he still wanted to see if the factory director was Uncle Su, and whether the cute and energetic little girl the teacher mentioned just now was Jin Bao. He had to confirm with his own eyes before giving up.
No longer hesitating, Yao Hua did not return to the classroom, but ran towards the office building with all his strength.
"Hua Hua?" Chen Shiyu watched Yao Hua run away in surprise, shouted to him, and asked, "Hua Hua, where are you going?"
He Wenli also noticed that Yao Hua was running away, and couldn't help shouting: "Hua Hua, there are still classes in the afternoon..."
Without waiting for the teacher's consent, she ran straight out of the school gate and caught up with Yao Hua, panting.
"Hua Hua, there are still classes in the afternoon, how can you skip class? Why don't you go back to the classroom with me?"
As she spoke, she grabbed Yao Hua's arm and chirped, "If Teacher He gets angry, he will punish you by copying books."
"Let me go," Yao Hua withdrew his hand, "I have something to do, go back to the classroom by yourself."
Chen Shiyu looked at him doubtfully, "What's the matter with you?"
Seeing that Yao Hua didn't speak, she wanted to ask again, but the little boy beside her had already ran into the white office building.
"You can't go in there to play, my mother said, that's where adults work. Hey, Hua Hua, did you hear that?"
After saying that, Chen Shiyu saw that Yao Hua had already run upstairs, and couldn't help but stamp her feet. She looked tangled and a little worried, and finally said bravely: "Oh, don't worry, the worst I can do is get scolded by my mother."
The building was empty, no one was there.
"Huh? Why is there no one?" Chen Shiyu opened several doors.
Yao Hua ran into the factory director's office, looked out the window, and saw a group of people walking towards the workshop.
The man in the middle of the crowd seemed to stand out from the crowd, and he was holding a little girl in red in his arms.
It was too far away for Yao Hua to see clearly, but his heart was beating hard.
Is it Jin Bao? That child is Jin Bao...is it Jin Bao?
"Yeah, this is the factory director's office." Chen Shiyu looked up at the sign on the office, walked to Yao Hua, and suddenly realized, "I understand, so Hua Hua, you want to ask the factory director for an explanation.
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She said she was also very angry. They had rehearsed so well, but the director said he wouldn't watch it. It was too much.
While Chen Shiyu was chattering away alone, Yao Hua suddenly turned around and ran downstairs in the direction of the workshop.
In a large warehouse next to the production workshop, hundreds of returned mechanical farm tools are stacked.
Jin Bao was stunned by the scene in front of him. He thought that it was reasonable to produce one hundred products and produce two or three defective products, but it was really unreasonable to produce one hundred products and all of them were defective products.
Su Jianmin put Jinbao on the ground, "Dad, go and take apart the machine and take a look. Jinbao, please don't run around."
"Well, Jinbao will stay with daddy and won't go anywhere." The little girl's beautiful eyebrows are curved like crescent moons.
Her voice was soft, sweet and waxy, like cotton candy. Many people present began to envy Su Jianmin. They lamented that the factory director's daughter was not only smart, but also well-behaved. Unlike the brat in her family, she would never get into trouble unless she got into trouble.
Thank God.
When Su Jianmin dismantled large farm tools, he frowned the whole time.
Although little Jinbao couldn't understand it, he knew from his father's expression that there might be more to the problem.
She was staring at the parts on the ground, wondering what was wrong with the machine, when a gasping little boy's voice suddenly sounded from behind her, "Jin...Jinbao..."