70s factory beauty, transform villain cubs to become rich

Chapter 236 Dealing with the Zhao Family Father and Son
He Yuan's status was at the very bottom. He should have been writing self-criticism reports that reflected his status and doing the dirtiest, most tiring, and hardest work. Yet, he managed to live an ordinary life openly and honestly through his scientific research achievements. Chen Qing didn't investigate the effort and price he had to pay, but she knew it was extremely difficult.

Soldiers can protect capitalists' daughters.

Party members can also protect the descendants of capitalists.

The reason Chen Qing didn't date in her previous life was largely because she knew her path was more difficult than others and she couldn't afford to be distracted. So even if she had ideas, she was desperately pursuing her dreams.

This was the first time in her life she had loved someone, and the first time she had felt loved. Both of them were clumsily learning to love each other.

He Yuan loves scientific research, and he has truly contributed to the country, so she hopes he can have his own glory.

Perhaps her thoughts will be criticized as being love-struck in the future, but she felt a sense of security and being loved by He Yuan. For this, she wanted to cherish this relationship and wanted him to be very, very well. Therefore, she was loving someone wholeheartedly, and no matter the outcome, she would feel good.

She was trying her best.

As a result, the child was bullied.

She was forced to abandon her plans!
Chen Qing took a deep breath, her eyes suddenly reddened, and her lips trembled slightly. When she looked at Zhao Guangrong, it was as if she were looking at a dead man.

Zhao Guangrong's intuition told him that Chen Qing didn't want to beat him up, but to kill him!
He quickly said, "Don't do anything reckless, or I'll expose his identity!"

Chen Qing's mind was buzzing, his fists were itching to punch, but suddenly a familiar voice rang in his ears.

"Chen Qing."

Chen Qing turned around, saw a familiar face, and her eyes suddenly reddened. "He Yuan, I'm unemployed."

He Yuan quickly stepped forward to reassure him: "I will hand over my salary on time. If it really doesn't work, we can buy another job."

Chen Qing leaned on his shoulder, her voice slightly choked: "I can't get Party membership anymore."

“You’re already very upright and righteous.” In front of everyone, He Yuan mustered up his courage and patted her on the back: “You’ve done very well.”

“But…” Chen Qing paused, then murmured in utter dejection, “I wanted to protect you, but I failed.”

Her voice was very soft and quiet, only he could hear it, yet it seemed to fill his entire world.

He Yuan found it hard to describe his feelings at that moment. He felt as if only he and Chen Qing remained in the world, and he held her tightly in his arms.

His love surged like a tidal wave, overwhelming him, yet he found it sweet.

Chen Qing looked up and blinked innocently.

She was feeling very sad, but he held her tightly, so tightly that he almost embedded her into his body.

The bitterness dissipated, leaving only suffocation.

"He Yuan, you might strangle me to death."

"I...I didn't mean to..." He Yuan hurriedly let go of her hand, looking at her anxiously: "Are you alright?"

He got a little too excited just now.

Chen Qing nodded: "Alive."

In broad daylight, under the clear sky, he actually hugged her in front of everyone. He Yuan's ears turned from pink to red, then to deep red, the color gradually spreading to the back of her neck. "I'll be more careful next time."

Chen Qing smiled and said, "Okay."

Turning her gaze, Chen Qing looked at Zhao Guangrong with a sharp look in her eyes. She kicked him right in the bullseye, making him clutch his chest and stagger backward. She calmly withdrew her foot and said, "A good dog doesn't block the way."

Everyone stared in astonishment.

You've changed quite a bit...

Caught off guard, Zhao Guangrong was kicked and his face turned red with anger: "Chen Qing, I won't let you get away with this, and you too..."

His subsequent words were drowned out by the sound of the dismissal gong, and the students rushed out like arrows to watch the spectacle.

Chen Qing prompted the principal, "Please lead the way."

The principal swallowed hard: "Okay."

He was about to take Zhao Jianbin to his class when Zhao Jianbin came downstairs. Everyone made way for him, letting him be the "King of Water Taps".

Zhao Jianbin suddenly saw his father come to the school and fall to the ground. He quickly helped him up. When he looked up, he saw Chen Qing in the newspaper. He knew she was beautiful, but he didn't expect her to be so visually striking.

Her beauty was intense and direct, like flowers in full bloom, bright and flamboyant, more beautiful than many of the powerful and wealthy young ladies he had ever seen. "You are... Chen Qing."

These four simple words were like a drop of water falling into a boiling oil pan, sizzling and causing chaos.

The students squeezed in, stealing glances at Chen Qing. She was indeed incredibly beautiful, and they felt a sense of pride, since they were all children of factory workers.

Then, seeing that Zhao Guangrong indeed had layers of gauze on his head, he hurriedly said, "I heard that Zhao Jianbin's father was beaten by Chen Qing and had to get fifteen stitches."

"Who doesn't know? I even know that Director Shen was beaten up!"

"And Director Yang, he was slapped by Chen Qing many times."

……

The students chattered excitedly, knowing all the gossip about the machinery factory, which infuriated Director Shen.

How can these hopes of the motherland always be concerned with such trivial matters!
Chen Qing looked at Zhao Jianbin and instructed him, "Slap yourself ten times, and I'll let you go."

"You've gone too far!" Zhao Guangrong was so angry that his nostrils were practically spitting fire.

Zhao Jianbin was sixteen, an age when pride was paramount. Hearing Chen Qing humiliate him in public, he was so angry that his eyes turned red: "Don't go too far!"

"I'll count down from three."

"Otherwise, it will be my turn to take action."

"three."

"two."

"one."

"Tsk, how ungrateful."

Chen Qing grabbed his collar, met his anxious and fearful gaze, slowly curled her lips into a smile, and punched him.

As her fist slammed down with a whoosh, the dull thud of her knuckles striking his cheekbone sent Zhao Jianbin staggering back two steps, his pupils filled with disbelief.

"you……"

He had barely uttered half a word when Chen Qing's second punch landed on his stomach.

Zhao Jianbin hunched over like a shrimp, his entire face contorted in pain.

Chen Qing grabbed his collar and pulled him down, then his knee precisely struck his ribs.

The crisp sound of bones hitting bones made the onlookers collectively hiss.

Zhao Jianbin was so badly beaten that he was dizzy.

Chen Qing tossed him onto Zhao Guangrong like a rag doll.

"Security Department!!!"

"Where are the security personnel?!"

"My son was beaten up!"

Zhao Guangrong saw his son kneeling on the ground, gagging, with blood flowing from his nose, and possibly broken ribs, screaming in agony.

He Yuan looked at Chen Qing's hand with concern: "Does it hurt?"

Chen Qing was speechless.

Everyone fell silent.

Are you blind?!

Can't you see how fierce she is!

Factory Director Shen strongly suspected that He Yuan was mentally unstable when it came to handling relationships, otherwise how could he have said such absurd things?

Zhao Guangrong's eyes were bloodshot: "Chen Qing, I won't let you get away with this! You wait! I'll fight you to the death!"

"There's no need for a fight to the death, Zhao Guangrong. You've been accused of misappropriating the status of a model worker, embezzling a large sum of money, and targeting the vanguard comrades. The Revolutionary Committee and the Public Security Department are about to arrest you. Quickly put on your handcuffs."