As soon as she got to work the next day, Huang Qiuyan accompanied Wu Xingang.

It was obvious that Wu Xingang was not very willing.

Pulling a face.

According to his young master's temperament, he would never come to learn from Liang.

He and Liang were almost mortal enemies, and he was always thinking about revenge. How could he possibly learn some bullshit tricks from him?

But the situation is stronger than the man, and now his father is almost driven to a dead end.

And his wife threatened him that if he didn't learn the ropes and contract the ingredients, she would leave.

Divorce him.

Last night Wu Xingang was so angry that he smashed everything at home and vented his anger.

His wife was right, a real man can bend and stretch.

He is a real man.

As long as Liang Jincang can teach him well and let him learn how to contract ingredients, forget the previous hatred.

From now on, I will just pretend that I don’t know anyone.

When I arrived at the accounting office, I pushed open the door and saw two desks under the window opposite the door. Liang Jincang and Zheng Shuye were working across from each other.

The two of them didn't know what topic they were talking about, and they were both laughing. The moment the couple opened the door, Zheng Shuye rolled up a pile of letter paper and walked into the warehouse.

Wu Xingang felt worse than eating shit.

He dreams of marrying Zheng Shuye.

He also knew that Zheng Shuye looked down on him.

But he has been striving for it and working hard in front of her.

Worked very hard!

But when will I ever be lucky enough to be hit on the head by Zheng Shuye with a paper tube!

In an instant, Wu Xingang almost collapsed.

If he were born in later generations, he would see similar words on the Internet:

“The biggest fear is that at a certain age, I suddenly understand a song.

It's not just the wine last night that makes people shed tears.

And the stories in the songs..."

Suddenly, he remembered "In That Distant Place":

"There is a good girl in that far away place.

I would like to be a little lamb and follow her.

I wish she would hold the whip every day.

Keep hitting me lightly..."

When I heard this song before, I never felt anything like it.

Now I suddenly understand that there is a good girl who takes a whip and beats me lightly every day.

What a blessing that is!

That bastard named Liang, what does he have?

Isn't Zheng Shuye, a poor boy from the village below, blind?

Of course, he himself was definitely not blind, but he still couldn't understand. In fact, his wife Huang Qiuyan also felt sour and uncomfortable.

She also carried two bags of tea and two bottles of wine in her hands, which were gifts from her apprenticeship.

The two people on the desk stood up and greeted the couple.

Zheng Shuye's face was calm, but her smile was gone.

She really didn't care about Wu Xingang. She was just thinking about how to improve the quality of the current people. Can she knock on the door and come in?

Huang Qiuyan presented the gift first.

Liang Jincang was very frightened and refused to accept it.

After a while of pushing and shoving, I put it aside for the time being.

Let’s get to the point.

Although Wu Xingang kept pulling a face.

Huang Qiuyan moved a stool from the side and pushed her man to the side of the desk.

Liang Jincang took out a large stack of drawings from the bottom cabinet.

Actually, these are some scratch papers.

When he was making ingredients, sometimes he couldn't figure out the calculations and it was too cold outside, so he went to Accountant Zheng's place, where it was warm and he could calculate with peace of mind.

The scraps of scrap paper were just thrown away or started on the stove to start a fire.

But Zheng Shuye always collected them and sometimes studied them.

I just can't understand it.

She kept it like a treasure.

This morning the property was returned to its original owner and Mr. Liang was given the opportunity to use it as a teaching material.

Teacher Liang picked up a random drawing and several accompanying calculation papers.

Combining theory with practice, let’s start with the principles of ingredients.

After saying a few words, Wu Xingang was completely confused.

Huang Qiuyan, too.

Teacher Liang didn't realize it and kept talking.

Wu Xingang suddenly stood up and shouted: "You, his mother, are just kidding me!"

Teacher Liang was also confused.

"Is this the trick?" Wu Xingang scolded angrily, "What kind of magic talismans did you make to fool me? Who can understand?"

Huang Qiuyan remained silent and did not dissuade her husband.

She highly supports her husband's statement.

And she understands it more deeply than her husband.

Because her husband didn't know that she and Liang Jincang were engaged.

she knows.

She also knew that Liang Jincang was obviously playing tricks. To put it bluntly, he was holding a grudge. He was using this method to retaliate against her, Huang Qiuyan, and the Wu family.

It’s not a toy!

Wu Xingang became angrier as he scolded him more. He picked up the stool and tried to pull it over to Liang Jincang.

"Put it down!" Zheng Shuye shouted angrily, "Wu Xingang, get out!"

Wu Xingang had never seen Zheng Shuye look like this.

I used to only know that she was the most beautiful woman in the world.

But once the most beautiful woman in the world gets angry, it's so shocking.

I couldn't help but throw away the stool in my hand.

"Liang, you wait for me!" Wu Xingang grabbed the apprenticeship ceremony on the table, slammed the door and left.

Huang Qiuyan followed closely behind.

But he was stopped by Zheng Shuye.

Zheng Shuye put a thick pile of draft paper into a file bag and handed it to Huang Qiuyan.

"I use my personality to prove that Xiaoliang has not sorry for you.

How much money you pay depends on how much effort you have to put in.

During the coldest time last year, Xiaoliang got up at around four o'clock every day and braved the wind and snow to come to the factory.

Without eating or drinking, he braved the freezing cold and snow to look for wood and make calculations until after ten o'clock.

He pays careful attention to every piece of wood and makes sure to make the best use of it. This is the secret to saving so much material cost.

If you look at so many drawings, they are actually only a small part of what I have collected.

If you don’t believe it, you can take it to a middle school and find a math teacher to ask, how much energy does it take?”

Huang Qiuyan said sadly: "Believe it or not, we can't learn it anyway, so what's the use of holding it?"
To be continued...