70s factory beauty, transform villain cubs to become rich

Chapter 460 Give Face

The foreign exchange goes to the Ministry of Finance of the State. Secretary Song has to provide proof and explanations to the provincial finance department. After the provincial finance department approves the application, it then applies to the Ministry of Finance of the State. The review process requires repeated back-and-forth negotiations. So many days have passed, and the provincial department still hasn't gotten it done.

Chen Qing asked Secretary Song, "Where did you originally plan for my garment factory to go?"

"We can go to any available factory in the city, find someone to repair it, and bring in sewing equipment from within the province. That should be about it."

Secretary Song is not in charge of managing the factory; his ultimate goal is to earn foreign exchange.

The reason they were able to help Chen Qing and Marcus when they were working together was because they were Chinese and hoped that their country could become better.

Actually, he had no choice. He was the one who introduced Marcus to Chen Qing, so he had no choice but to board Chen Qing's pirate ship.

Chen Qing pondered Secretary Song's words, and that was roughly the case. But right now, she hoped to get the money quickly so that the factory could be completed within three months.

It's April now, and it must be completed before July, otherwise it will be difficult to deliver a satisfactory result by the end of the year.

Every step was really rushed.

Chen Qing rubbed his face and asked again, "Haven't we found out who ruined my advertisement yet?"

When it comes to damaging advertisements, Song Zemin is powerless to do anything about it: "The police are investigating."

Every time he asked, during the investigation...

He couldn't even manage to use a different phrase to appease him.

The two of them sighed in unison.

Secretary Song had something to discuss with Chen Qing today: "Xiao Qing, why doesn't your boyfriend acknowledge his apprentice?"

Given He Yuan's level, even if he didn't have countless disciples, he should still have dozens of apprentices.

Chen Qing: "He is not good at teaching people, he is not good at it at all."

The way he spoke so confidently about his theories, as if everyone should understand them, made him look incredibly irritating.

If he were to take on a disciple, it would likely create enmity, so Chen Qing believed that He Yuan's decision not to take on a disciple was wise.

Song Zemin had contact with He Yuan, and his technology directly contributed to the technological development of several provinces.

He saved a huge amount of money by not having to buy the machines, making him an absolute genius.

Based on He Yuan's current contributions, as long as he lives, the country must provide for him in his old age, and provide for him well.

But he was not yet thirty and had a bright future. Secretary Song originally thought that his youngest son should become He Yuan's apprentice, which would not only promote the relationship between the two families, but also allow his youngest son to learn real skills.

"Is his research institute short-staffed?"

"I don't know, what's wrong?" Chen Qingming asked knowingly.

Song Zemin also confessed: "My youngest son is about to graduate from vocational school. His older brothers and sisters were all sent to the countryside by me. He was afraid that I would send him to the countryside as well. He has attempted suicide several times. Sigh."

Every family has sutras that are difficult to recite.

Many people were eyeing his position, and in order to set an example, Song Zemin voluntarily sent his children to the countryside.

He also forbade the children from returning easily, and the children hated him to the core.

The youngest son had originally given up on going to the countryside, feeling that he was determined to go anyway. He thought, "So what if I'm going to the countryside? What am I afraid of?" But his third brother broke his leg while helping the villagers repair irrigation ditches...

He was terrified.

I'd rather die than go to the countryside.

That's why I staged the suicide scene to provoke him.

His wife gave him a firm order: if their youngest son also had to go to the countryside, she would divorce him immediately.

"It's so miserable."

Chen Qing shook his head and sighed.

She had known Secretary Song for so long and learned from many people that he was truly honest and upright, but perhaps a little too honest and upright.

Song Zemin: "..."

She seemed to be watching a joke.

Not as if.

She's just watching the show!
"So could you ask your man if he needs anyone?"

“Okay, I’ll ask around for you.” Chen Qing didn’t refuse.

In any case, Secretary Song's attitude towards her has been acceptable so far; it's a matter of reciprocity.

Song Zemin breathed a slight sigh of relief: "Alright, I'll send someone to take you home."

"Wait, let me ask you first, how are your son's grades?" "His grades are average, but he's first in the grade in science." Song Zemin quickly grabbed a pen and paper and wrote down his son's junior high and vocational school final report card.

Chen Qing looked at Song Zemin and saw that he remembered the children's grades clearly. He didn't seem like the kind of person who would abuse his children for fame and fortune. But he sent all five of his children to the countryside, and his third son even broke his leg. Chen Qing wondered what he was thinking.

After receiving the report card, Chen Qing went home and showed it to He Yuan: "What do you think of his grades?"

He Yuan asked, puzzled, "What's wrong?"

Chen Qing: "This is Secretary Song's youngest son's report card. He wants to find a good job for his youngest son, so he asked me to ask you if he could go to the research institute."

"can."

"Oh? You've decided so quickly?"

"We're short-staffed anyway, so teaching anyone is the same as teaching someone else. I might as well do you a favor." He Yuan saw her confused expression and laughed, "Am I not giving you a lot of face?"

Chen Qing was inexplicably amused and cupped his hands in thanks to him, saying, "Thank you, Deputy Director He, for your kindness. I am very grateful."

"Then give me two hours."

"Huh? What?"

Are you speeding as soon as you get home?

This isn't a good idea...

Chen Qing shyly approached him.

He Yuan tapped her on the forehead: "Go to the hospital."

"what?"

Chen Qing was even more stunned.

Your period is almost a month late.

When Chen Qing postponed her appointment by half a month, He Yuan asked her if there was a problem. She said that it was normal to be irregular when you are busy.

He's a man, so he definitely doesn't understand things like Chen Qing does; whatever she says goes.

But now a month has passed, she has achieved her goal of earning foreign exchange at the Canton Fair, and has the funds to build the factory. It's time to take care of her health.

Chen Qing's mind went blank for a moment: "Oh right, I think I postponed it by a month."

The Canton Fair has been over for half a month. When she first postponed it, she didn't think it was a big deal. Her period is irregular, and every girl has that when she's busy.

But it's been a month now...

hiss--

It's a bit long.

Chen Qing: "Then I'll get up early tomorrow morning to go for a checkup."

"I will go with you."

"it is good."

Chen Qing felt that He Yuan really cared about her health, even more than she did.

Thinking about tomorrow's check-up, the two went to bed early.

At five o'clock in the morning, the couple got up and washed up.

He Yuxiang was woken up by the noise and, seeing that they were up so early, asked, "Why are you up so early?"

He Yuan: "Something's come up. Go to the state-run restaurant later and buy breakfast for Xiaoyu."

He Yuxiang frowned, but they were unwilling to talk about it, and he didn't know how to ask.

I just felt inexplicably nervous.

The couple washed up and went straight to the hospital without even having breakfast.

The hospital is staffed 24 hours a day. When the doctor saw the couple arrive, he asked what was wrong.

He Yuan then recounted all the strange things that had happened to Chen Qing recently, and looked at the doctor with trepidation.

The doctor looked at the couple strangely: "Lady, put your hand up here, I'll take your pulse."

"Ok."

Chen Qing obediently placed her hand in the position designated by the doctor.

She used to be nervous when seeing a doctor because she was afraid of spending money, but He Yuan was even more nervous than her, so she wasn't nervous anymore.

(End of this chapter)