Yang Lina was busy thinking, and after giving some instructions to the waiter, she packed a portion of egg fried rice and planned to go for a walk around Li Jingming's furniture factory first.
Seeing that Yang Lina was leaving, Wang Lan asked anxiously: "Sister Yang, do you want to go out?"
"I'll go to your brother Li's place and bring him some food. Will you go?"
"I'll go with you, just in time to see Brother Li's furniture factory."
Wang Lan smiled, quickly put down the bowls and chopsticks in her hands, picked up her bag and ran towards Yang Lina.
At the same time, an arm crossed Yang Lina's arm.
Yang Lina glanced at the hand hanging on her arm, a trace of irritation flashed in her eyes.
Along the way, Yang Lina remained silent while Wang Lan looked a little embarrassed and wanted to retract her arms but didn't want to.
She felt that holding Yang Lina's arm like this would make people in the furniture factory think that she had a good relationship with Yang Lina. Then she would be able to have a relationship with those people in private and inquire about news about Li Jingming.
Wang Lan's calculation was accurate, and soon after she went to the furniture factory, she realized that even if she went in with Yang Lina's arm, the only one in the eyes of the men in the factory was Yang Lina.
Anyone passing by would call Yang Lina Sister Yang, or sister-in-law.
When Yang Lina appeared in Li Jingming's sight, wearing a suit and holding a lunch box in her hand, Li Jingming was busy cutting wood.
He was wearing work clothes and a mask. His body and hair were covered with sawdust. His face was covered by the mask, and only his eyes were blinking.
When Li Jingming saw his wife, he could see how doting and happy his smile was through the mask. When he saw Wang Lan next to Yang Lina, Li Jingming's eyes darkened, and he turned to turn off the machine and take off the mask.
"Why are you here? It's so dirty here. Go wait for me in the reception room first."
Li Jingming's arms were stretched stiffly in the air, and sweat flowed down his face. Due to the sawdust on his face, his skin was a little itchy. He couldn't help but tilt his head and wanted to wipe it with the work clothes on his shoulders.
Wipe the sweat from your cheeks.
Yang Lina took out her handkerchief from her pocket and wiped it carefully for Li Jingming, not forgetting to complain: "Look at you, you are the boss, but you still have to work so hard, and you don't know how to hang a strip around your neck.
towel."
"I'm going to hang up my towel, who will wipe my sweat?"
Li Jingming had a slight smile on his face and his tone was sweet.
Yang Lina smiled, wiped off her sweat, folded the handkerchief neatly, and put it into the small bag on the chest of Li Jingming's work clothes, looking at Wang Lan as if she were in the air.
Wang Lan stared straight at Li Jingming, trying to find the right moment to say hello to Li Jingming, but couldn't get a word in.
When Yang Lina turned around, she saw Wang Lan and Chi Guoguo staring at her rough guy infatuatedly.
In just an instant, Yang Lina understood what was going on.
No wonder, it turns out to be so.
She lowered her head, a helpless smile flashing across her lips.
There were pictures of certain things that happened recently in her mind. Yang Lina used visual and thinking methods to think about everything together and came to a clear understanding.
After understanding it, she suddenly felt ridiculous.
How heartless she was that she didn't see it clearly.
What Anping said last time was in her mind. Yang Lina sighed that Anping would be worthy of being an entrepreneur in the future. His eyes were poisonous, so he could remind her overtly and covertly again and again.
Wang Lan, who was on the side, was casually looking at the scraps of wood on the floor. She felt that she had nowhere to go.
But in order to leave a good impression on Li Jingming, she opened her mouth and said: "Brother Li, this place is so dirty. Why don't you let Sister Yang accompany you to dinner? I'm not afraid of hard work. I'll help you clean this place."
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Yang Lina frowned, why did her words sound so awkward?
What does it mean that she is not afraid of hard work?
Does it mean that you are afraid of hard work?
"Don't worry about it. You can't move around here. If you move around, someone will be killed. If nothing happens, just go back first."
Li Jingming just wanted to get rid of the person quickly, and hearing these words made him extremely unhappy.
I'm saying that these wood chips have to be collected by the mushroom growers. Someone will naturally pick them up after they have been piled up for a few days.
Wang Lan didn't dare to move when she heard that someone would be killed if she moved around. She had to stand awkwardly next to Yang Lina, pretending not to hear the second half of Li Jingming's words.
"Hurry up and wash your hands and eat. I will go to the printing factory later to print advertising flyers. I passed by you and brought you egg fried rice. You guys are eating late, so you should still be able to make it in time."
Yang Lina shook the lunch box in her hand, and when Li Jingming approached her, the two of them left the machine room in a tacit understanding. Wang Lan followed behind silently, staring at Li Jingming fiercely from the corner of her eye.
"From now on, just come to me directly. Don't work so hard to deliver food. As soon as you leave, those brats will have their objections again and they will have to arrange a meal for me."
Li Jingming was half-joking, and without bothering to wash his hands, he took the lunch box from Yang Lina's hand, picked up the spoon and wolfed it down as he walked.
Yang Lina just ignored his words, knowing that he meant to tell them to the envious young men standing by.
After saying that, he didn't forget to smile at them, as if to show off: Look, I didn't ask my wife to deliver the food, she did it herself.
Wang Lan was very bored on the sidelines. Everyone in the furniture factory was busy at the moment, and no one was talking to her. She was very embarrassed, but she followed Yang Lina pretending to be relaxed.
She felt that no one was paying attention to her, and her dignity was trampled under Yang Lina's feet, leaving her unable to breathe.
Jealousy haunted Wang Lan and she felt like she had nowhere to release her anger.
Her eyes were staring straight at the back of Yang Lina's head.
Probably because she knew something, Yang Lina also became sensitive. Walking in front, she always felt like the back of her head was being stared at.
To be honest, the feeling of being stared at by such burning eyes is not very good.
But she pretended to know nothing and did not look back.
Wang Lan felt that as long as Yang Lina was around, Li Jingming would not be able to tolerate her at all. Instead of staying here and getting hit, it would be better to find an excuse to run away.
"Sister Yang, I think Brother Li has nothing to do here, so I will go back first. I still have two pieces of clothes to wash. When I finish washing, I will go to your store in the afternoon to help."
"You go and do your work first. It's finally a holiday, so you can have a good rest at home. You won't be coming to the hot pot restaurant in the afternoon. There won't be many customers if you come, so you don't have to go to the restaurant in vain."
Yang Lina looked back at Wang Lan and said calmly.
Wang Lan was embarrassed, as if she had been wronged in some way. She lowered her head and pursed her lips tightly without saying a word.
After Yang Lina finished speaking, she nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, and immediately put on a nonchalant smile.
"I understand, Sister Yang, I will prepare whatever you want to eat in the evening. You and Brother Li can just come back and eat it."