70s factory beauty, transform villain cubs to become rich

Chapter 231 Xiaoyu ranked last in labor class
Fortunately fortunately.

Chen Qing is now in the scrap steel department.

If Director Lin had indulged her unconditionally at the Women's Federation, she would have turned the place upside down.

Seeing Secretary Yang humiliated, Director Shen returned to his office and secretly gloated. The old secretary, nearly spitting blood, was so angry he chuckled, "Hahaha..."

It's shameful for one person to lose face, but when more and more people lose face, he feels much better.

Chen Qing's reputation has become increasingly polarized.

Some people think she is a very good person.

Some people think she's a vixen.

There were quite a few people arguing about this in the workshop, but everyone agreed that no matter whether Chen Qing was good or bad, she was definitely beautiful and fierce!
Lacking Tian Mengya's source of gossip, and with the people in the scrap steel department not daring to provoke her, Chen Qing was completely oblivious to everything else, focusing solely on moving steel.

She not only moved the goods herself, but also forced the transport team to move them as well.

The transport team hated her to death.

Because of her, most people have to give at least fifty yuan to the scrap metal department, even though they earn at least one hundred yuan a month, it still hurts to pay.

Chen Qingcai didn't care, and she had nowhere to vent her anger, so she yelled, "Hurry up and do it! Haven't you eaten? Are you even capable of this?!"

"I can!"

The transport team members were so angry that their faces turned red.

"Stop dawdling! You're not even as good as the youngest kid in our department. Look at him, and then look at yourself. Aren't you ashamed?!"

The youngest person in the scrap metal department is fifteen years old. His father died unexpectedly, and he temporarily filled in for him.

There's no law against child labor right now; he's the eldest brother, so he has to step up.

He's currently a temporary worker, earning eighteen yuan a month, and he's very proactive because he needs to become a permanent employee so his family can have enough to eat.

When Chen Qing called his name, he proudly puffed out his chest; he had performed very well.

When it was time to leave work, he mustered up his courage and asked Chen Qing, "Sister Chen, my dad has given money to the transportation team before, can I apply for it?"

"Of course!" Chen Qing had seen him eat; he ate very little, basically just two cornbread buns for a meal. "Work hard, and you'll be promoted soon."

He grinned, his teeth gleaming white beneath his tanned skin: "Okay, thank you, Sister Chen. I'll head back now."

The skinny kid ran towards the factory gate, and Chen Qing couldn't help but sigh, "He's so young and full of energy!"

After get off work, she moved around like a dried-up corpse, completely devoid of vitality.

He Yuan came to pick her up from get off work, and the corners of his mouth that were raised suddenly straightened when he saw her arm soaked in blood: "How did you get hurt again?"

"I do not know."

In a place full of scrap metal, it's normal to get scratched if you're not careful.

Seeing his tense face, Chen Qing laughed and said, "Let me tell you, I'm super tired today. I'm only keeping going because I'm thinking about the sweet and sour pork ribs you mentioned. Come on, let's go home for dinner."

The people in the steelmaking workshop were not used to seeing Chen Qing and He Yuan being so affectionate, especially those in the scrap steel department, who felt a sense of disconnect.

no……

How could their eldest sister be involved in romance? Everyone couldn't help but look at He Yuan with a critical eye.

Ok.

Very high.

Very handsome.

a lot of money.

She can also cook.

Well, it's barely passable.

Every time He Yuan saw her injuries, he couldn't help but blame himself for being too slow, and pleaded softly, "Could you take some time off?"

"No, I want to win the red flag, I want to become a Party member!" Chen Qing saw his distress and smiled as she tugged at his sleeve to lead him outside.

Chen Qing sat on the back seat, and He Yuan rode away from the machinery factory on his bicycle. He couldn't help but advise, "Actually, your current status is already very upright and legitimate. Even if you take a break for a while, it won't have much of an impact."

"That's not enough."

Why isn't that enough?

"It's just not enough."

"Ok."

He Yuan felt a pang of heartache and frustration seeing her constantly getting hurt lately.

After returning home, He Yuan skillfully treated her wounds.

Chen Qing was covered in dust, so he took a shower before eating.

He Yuxiang had already prepared the hot water. He Yuan then went to cook.

Today we had sweet and sour pork ribs and stir-fried chives. By the time the food was served, Chen Qing had already taken a shower.

Seeing her injury, He Yuxiang frowned and scolded, "Why do you always get hurt? Don't you know how to avoid it?"

Chen Qing retorted, "Do you think I can just avoid it whenever I want? Do you think I have eyes in every direction?!"

"In short, you're no good!" He Yuxiang was furious: "I don't see anyone else who got injured like you."

Chen Qingbai glanced at him and said, "Don't you understand that we're in different departments?"

He Yuxiang retorted angrily, "Then you can pay to transfer to another department. If you don't have the money, can't we borrow it from someone else first?!"

"Our department is doing great."

"You're incredibly stupid."

"You're even dumber."

"You're the dumber one."

The two argued back and forth, which made He Yuxiang so angry that he picked up his food and took it to the door to eat.

Chen Qing looked at Xiao Yu.

Xiaoyu was sullen, but she still took her rice bowl to the door.

Chen Qing stared in disbelief, clutching her chest, and said, "Xiao Yu, don't you love me anymore?"

Xiaoyu quickly returned: "I love you so much, I love you and my brother the most."

She paused, then added, "And my uncle."

He Yuan was pleasantly surprised: "Thank you."

Xiaoyu waved her hand: "No need."

Chen Qing was both amused and exasperated: "Then why are you angry, Comrade He Yuting? Look at your pouting lips, you could hang an oil lamp on them."

She touched the child's lips.

Xiao Yu angrily put down her rice bowl and said, "Auntie, you're lying!"

Chen Qing protested, "I didn't."

"You promised that I wouldn't get hurt in labor class, just like in labor class." Xiaoyu's eyes were red as she held her aunt's hand and said hopefully, "I'm already last in labor class, Auntie, let's not try to get first place, okay?"

Chen Qing was taken aback.

For a moment, I didn't know whether it was good or bad.

Xiaoyu gently persuaded, "Really, I've found that being last in the class is actually quite nice. It's relaxing, and it makes you happy, right?"

Chen Qing's mind went blank for a moment.

Yes, that's right, but...

I always feel like something is wrong.

"But I like it."

"Your aunt is mentally ill. Can't she like anything normal?" He Yuxiang complained at the door.

Xiao Yu nodded silently.

He Yuan wanted to nod, but was glared at fiercely and forced to stop.

Xiaoyu shook her hand: "Auntie, how about we switch departments?"

"not good."

Chen Qing refused.

There are many reasons to persist.

There are zero reasons for the withdrawal.

Xiaoyu rarely gets rejected by her aunt, and she's a little confused.

Chen Qing said earnestly, "I haven't broken any laws or regulations, and I haven't been complaining about being tired all the time. The scrap metal department is a meaningful department. I know you feel sorry for me, but I have my own choices. Can you support me? I promise that I will try to get injured less often in the future."

He Yuan looked up at her, his heart stirred.

Seeing her aunt's earnest and expectant eyes, Xiaoyu nodded with reddened eyes and pouted, saying, "Then I won't say it anymore."

Chen Qing chuckled: "Okay."

He Yuxiang pursed his lips.

She's so annoying!