The tycoon's wicked wife from the era of literature has been reborn.

Chapter 12 If she had known she was coming, she wouldn't have come.
The commotion at the gate was considerable. Even amidst the sounds of machinery operating in the mine, Gao Qinghe's blue uniform stood out starkly against the dark coalfield.

It's hard not to notice.

Various curious, scrutinizing, and amazed gazes swept over.

Gao Qinghe remained calm and asked each person a question.

"Excuse me, where is Mr. Jiang?"

"Yes, yes, I specifically sought him out."

"It was arranged in advance."

Soon, a large group of workers who had just come up from the mine to change shifts followed the siblings.

He enthusiastically led the way for the siblings.

Surrounded by a large group of men, Gao Qingmiao's palms were sweaty with nervousness.

But when I think about the mission I bear for my whole family...

He immediately straightened his chest, raised his head, and put on a stern face.

With him around, even a male mosquito wouldn't be able to get within a meter of the older sister.

The miners behaved in a way that surprised Gao Qinghe.

She observed carefully and discovered that none of the troublemakers and cunning old foxes from her previous life were still around.

A small portion of the newly arrived workers are young men in their early twenties.

The majority are middle-aged people with families.

Gao Qinghe had never met Jiang Baohai at the age of twenty-five in her previous life.

She thought to herself that perhaps it was because those troublesome old foxes from the mine hadn't arrived yet at this time.

Just then, a group of unsuspecting miners were about to lead Gao Qinghe and her brother to the boss's office.

A young man who looked like a supervisor and was wearing a hard hat quickly ran over.

As soon as he arrived, the bustling workers immediately quieted down.

One by one, they called out respectfully, "Director Fang."

Director Fang waved his hand, signaling the miners to disperse.

After everyone left, he asked with an exaggerated smile:
"Is she the girl from the Gao family in the Second Detachment of Shanghe Village?"

Upon hearing this, the siblings were overjoyed.

Finally met the right person.

Director Fang said that Mr. Jiang had some things to attend to, so he led the siblings to a small cubicle next to the cafeteria and asked them to sit and wait for a while.

At this point, both siblings felt the matter was within the normal range, and the atmosphere remained relatively harmonious.

Just then, Director Fang was hurriedly called away.

Gao Qingmiao immediately looked around the dark coal mine with excitement.

The mining site is on the other side; this side mainly houses the workers' canteen and dormitory.

There are also two rows of small, single-story brick houses, which look like offices for leaders.

Coal turns black as soon as it gets on you.

With so many people and vehicles, there wasn't a single clean spot on the ground.

The workers' canteen clearly followed the old-fashioned state-run communal dining model, with only a tiny food serving window.

There weren't many seats in the cafeteria, just a few long tables with long benches. It was almost lunchtime, and the head chef started cooking.

A rich aroma of meat and vegetables wafted out.

Gao Qingmiao took a deep sniff and exclaimed with delight, "Sister, this food looks good!"

Gao Qinghe absentmindedly hummed in agreement: "Take a good look, look at it more."

Maybe I'll end up working here.

With her exceptionally sharp eyesight, her gaze swept towards the mine's main entrance.

A neatly dressed middle-aged woman was followed by a shy seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl.

The two followed behind Director Fang, heading towards the cafeteria.

Gao Qinghe's eyes narrowed dangerously as she quickly made her calculations.

Laughter soon followed.

As the voices came from behind, Gao Qingmiao turned her head to look at the door.

She hurriedly nudged her older sister to remind her to be careful.

"Sister, we probably got our household registration booklet too early."

Gao Qinghe: "Did you eat feces this morning?"

Your mouth smells so bad!
"If you can't speak properly, then don't speak. Don't boost others' morale. If you have nothing better to do, go wander around somewhere else."

Gao Qinghe glanced over.

Gao Qingmiao quickly covered her mouth and shrank to the side.

Let's see what dishes the cafeteria chef will cook.

Director Fang brought the person in.

The middle-aged woman was startled to find someone inside.

When she finally saw Gao Qinghe sitting in the chair, she was initially amazed, but her expression gradually turned sour. She grabbed the little girl behind her who was looking down blankly and about to walk inside.

Frowning, he questioned Director Fang, who was smiling like a Maitreya Buddha, in a low voice:
"Who is this person inside?"

Director Fang's eyes darted around, his mind racing as he tried to figure out how to say something that would avoid getting scolded.

I cursed the boss in my mind!
Before he could even speak, Gao Qinghe stood up first.

She is beautiful, and her smile is captivating.

She asked frankly, "Auntie, are you here for a blind date too?"

"Me too, it's okay, it's fine, we can all go together."

She pointed to the empty chair next to her and said, "Come in and sit down."

You can't hit someone who's smiling at you, especially if they have no grudge against you.

The middle-aged woman glared at Director Fang and pulled the young girl in to sit down.

She was about to open her mouth to probe Gao Qinghe.

Gao Qinghe's concerned gaze had already fallen on the shy little girl.

"Little sister, do you want to go first or should I?"

The little girl helplessly grabbed the middle-aged woman's hand.

The thought of having to answer whether I should go on a blind date with Boss Jiang first or later...

It sounds like something only open-minded women who talk about kissing and dating all the time would say.

The shame and anger were so intense they felt like they were on fire.

But Gao Qinghe's eyes were full of concern, like a caring older sister next door.

The little girl glanced at her quickly, feeling even more ashamed that she had just put her alongside those women.

She wanted to leave, no, she wanted to escape!
If I had known she was coming, I wouldn't have come.

Gao Qinghe said understandingly, "It's okay. Even though you came later, you can still go first. We're competing fairly anyway."

"Competition?" the little girl asked blankly.

Does she still have to compete?
Isn't it always the man who takes the initiative?

Should she be asked to make advances towards a man she's never met, who's seven or eight years older than her?
Omg!

The little girl jumped up, "Grandma, I'm gone, I'm gone!"

He waved his hand at Gao Qinghe and said, "You go ahead with the blind date, I'm not going."

He retreated too quickly and knocked over the chair.

A loud crash came from the small cubicle; one might have thought a major battle had taken place.

Gao Qinghe helplessly helped her up, saying, "Be careful."

The little girl was so embarrassed that she forgot to say thank you.

"Wait a moment."

Gao Qinghe took a clean handkerchief out of her pocket, handed it to the little girl, and whispered in her ear, "There's a piece of vegetable stuck in your teeth."

Although Gao Qinghe could guarantee that no one else besides herself would hear those words.

But the little girl beside him instantly blushed, clutched her handkerchief to her mouth, and turned to run away as if fleeing.

A tall figure appeared out of nowhere.

The little girl, who had rushed out headlong, hurriedly stepped aside, glancing up unintentionally.

I was stunned for a moment.

Upon realizing who this person might be, he was devastated.

Not only did her face turn redder, but her eyes also became red.

She covered her face with a handkerchief, cried, and ran away.

Jiang Baohai raised his eyebrows slightly, his narrow phoenix eyes filled with suspicion.

Is he really that scary-looking?

The middle-aged woman quickly chased after him, thinking to herself: "How pathetic!"

But let him go. He wouldn't be a match for the girl in the room if he stayed.

Moreover, I didn't see Boss Jiang's eyes glued to her the moment he appeared.

"Sigh~" The middle-aged woman looked at Boss Jiang, whose gaze was still fixed on the woman inside the room, and sighed deeply.

Jiang Baohai spoke up: "Fang Xiaoyu."

Director Fang, who had been standing in the background the whole time, looked over in confusion.

Seeing that he had no reaction, Jiang Baohai reminded him in a deep voice: "Red envelope."

"Huh? Oh, oh!" Fang Xiaoyu finally remembered.

He quickly took out the two red envelopes that the boss had asked him to prepare earlier and handed them to the middle-aged woman.

There is 200 yuan in the red envelope.

She and the little girl each received one, as compensation for the transportation cost.

(End of this chapter)