While Ru Yue was eating noodles while looking at his figure, she heard Sister Luo talking to Deputy Factory Director Jiang: "Hey, look at that, is it Zhong Chen? Yes?"

Deputy Director Jiang looked back and frowned: "It's him. What does this kid mean by having a beard? He is weird all the time. No wonder Lao Zhong and him can't get along."

Sister Luo raised her head from the noodle bowl and her voice became louder:

"What are you talking about? If I were Zhongchen, I wouldn't have anything to do with Lao Zhong. Is it his fault that his mother died? Is it like a father to torture him at such a young age? What right does Lao Zhong have to treat his child like that?

Why don’t you blame yourself?”

Deputy Factory Director Jiang looked at Ru Yue with some embarrassment and lowered his voice to persuade Sister Luo: "Hey, look at you, why are you so loud!"

Sister Luo also looked at Ru Yue and said nonchalantly: "It's okay, Xiao Ru doesn't know who we are talking about. Anyway, I tell you, Lao Jiang, don't mention Zhong Chen's beard to Lao Zhong. Don't

Cause trouble for Zhong Chen."

"Why am I going to talk about this kind of thing? Really."

"That's the best. Anyway, I don't like that old classmate of yours. It's really annoying. He's the kind of person who is hypocritical and hypocritical! It's so annoying! At first, our Xiaoqin showed signs of liking Zhong Chen. When I think of my old classmate,

I will wipe out all Zhong’s hypocritical benevolence and righteousness. Don’t get involved with the Zhong family!”

"Okay, okay, why are you mentioning your daughter again? She's already married and you're still talking about this. She's outside. Let's eat your face."

"You weren't the first to say that."

"Okay, okay, it's my fault, it's all my fault, eat noodles, eat noodles."

The couple talked close to each other, but because the noodle shop was noisy, their voices were not low, and their tablemates could still hear them.

Ru Yue immersed herself in eating noodles and pretended that nothing happened, but she also knew the name of the fashionista.

It sounds like the surname should be Zhong, but I don’t know which chen is chen?

It sounds like Zhong's fashionable mother is no longer around, and things aren't going well with her father.

Haha, it seems that she is not the only one with complicated family problems in the world.

Ru Yue thought about this and couldn't help but look up at the fashionista again.

The noodle shop also sells steamed buns. Zhong Shijing picked up a paper bag and left with a steamed bun in his mouth.

There was a rush of people on the street, and for some reason, Ru Yue saw the loneliness from his back as he strode away.

Deputy Factory Director Jiang ate quickly, probably to resolve the embarrassment just now, and brought up the topic of work again: "Xiaoru, you are definitely selling work stations, right?"

Ru Yue ate about the same amount. After all, when the couple argued just now, she kept eating hard.

She took out her handkerchief and wiped her mouth: "Yes, Deputy Director Jiang, I'm sure I've sold this job."

Deputy Director Jiang: "Does your family agree?"

Ru Yue answered the question incorrectly: "I am already eighteen years old."

Doesn’t this mean that the family does not agree?

Director Jiang turned around and glared at Sister Luo.

Sister Luo wiped her mouth with her hand: "Why are you staring at me? Xiaoru is right, she is already eighteen years old and can't decide her own affairs?"

Director Jiang glared at his wife again: "It's such a big deal. Xiaoru no longer has a job in the city. Finding a partner will be a big problem in the future."

This is a fact.

The situation these days is that young people who do not have a serious job are extremely looked down upon. Men directly affect the beauty and ugliness of the person they are dating, and women directly affect the value of the person they want to find their husband's family. What is more serious is that they cannot find the person they want.

Ru Yue quickly said: "Director Jiang, I'm still young and I'm not looking for a partner. And I want to go back to the countryside. The countryside doesn't pay attention to these things."

Director Jiang and his wife looked at each other.

Finally, it was Sister Luo who said quickly: "Xiaoru, Lao Jiang came back last night and was very happy to hear the news. I just feel that you, a young girl, sold your job because you are really... afraid that your family will object and we will take advantage of you.

, if it breaks out, it will have a bad impact."

Ru Yue said calmly:

"Sister Luo, yesterday I told you about the situation at home. My adopted status is annoying no matter what. My aunt has always wanted me to go back to the countryside, and I am tired of being scolded by her. Now

, I really decided to return to my biological parents. Even if they don’t agree, I will not come back to work in the countryside. Then I will be fired, and my position will be cheaper than others, so I am the first to find one.

You. If you are worried about the negative impact, I will find someone else. Sister Luo, I will give you money for noodles."

Ru Yue started to look through her bag.

Sister Luo quickly held down her hand and told her all the plans like pouring beans through a bamboo tube:

"No, no, no, since you have decided, then I want it, I want it! Lao Jiang said that nowadays, when you buy a job, you usually get two years' salary at once, so you should be given 720 yuan, but you still often work overtime.

, the overtime pay is quite a lot every month, and you were the first to think of me, so we can give you nine hundred yuan, what do you think?"

Very good!

Now, I have all the capital to do business.

Sure enough, we found the right person, and we knew that this couple was an honest person.

Ru Yue was very happy and readily agreed: "Okay, that's the price."

Sister Luo started to squirm:

"There is a situation that I need to explain to you. Our daughter has just gotten married and money is tight. I went to my dad last night to find a way. The two families worked together to get some together. My sister is in the country.

After several years of hard work, she couldn't afford the money, so I thought, could we pay you five hundred yuan first, and then write you an IOU, and we will pay you back with interest within the next year.

Do you believe us?"

"Of course I believe it. However, I have another idea. Sister Luo, Director Jiang, would you like to hear it?" Ru Yue smiled sincerely and looked at Deputy Director Jiang more intently.

Deputy Director Jiang nodded: "Xiao Ru, just say it."

Ru Yue: "I heard that the defective products in the factory are all used as scrap fabric by the supply and marketing department and sold by the pound. Deputy Factory Director Jiang, can you sell it to me? Just use 400 yuan as a deduction. I

Just come and get some every month, and you can pay for it for me every month, so you won't have any pressure. I'll take the stuff and sell it in the countryside, and it'll make a living."

Genuine bed sheets these days can cost five or six yuan a piece in department stores, and high-end ones cost seven or eight yuan.

However, if the defective products in the factory are sold by the kilogram, they only cost three yuan per kilogram. Sometimes there are two sheets per kilogram. The price gap between this price and the genuine product is huge, so even if you are an employee of the factory, you have to buy the defective product.

I'm looking for a relationship.

Deputy Factory Director Jiang looked at his wife again.

Sister Luo burst out laughing: "I didn't realize it. Xiaoru is not old, but she has quite a business mind. Those sheets are indeed very easy to sell. Some people have long been begging Lao Jiang to get them out, but

Since you want it, Lao Jiang, just sell it to Xiaoru. When Xiaoru gets a job, she thinks of me first."

The deputy director of the factory scratched his head helplessly: "Okay, I will tell the people in the store then that if there are any defective goods every month, I will leave them to you."
Chapter completed!