The next day, when the bright sunshine shone into the room through the window, the two of them opened their eyes in a daze.
After Li Qiuya raised her head and saw the time, she couldn't help shouting, and while shouting, she quickly pushed and rubbed Zhao Shanhe.
"Oh no, Shanhe, get up quickly, it's almost ten o'clock, I'm late for work."
"Oh, ten o'clock?"
Zhao Shanhe yawned indifferently, stretched, sat up slowly, and said: "It's ten o'clock, Qiu Ya, we are the boss, who can care whether we are late or not?"
If this means that you can't even achieve freedom during working hours, it would be too aggrieved for the boss to accept it.
"The boss has to lead by example, so you'd better get up quickly!"
Li Qiuya said she wanted to get up, but just as she was about to move, her legs felt weak and weak. She sat back down immediately and gasped: "Ugh..."
Seeing this situation, Zhao Shanhe quickly asked with concern: "Qiu Ya, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
"What did you say? It's not because of you!"
Li Qiuya rolled her eyes and said shyly.
"hey-hey!"
Zhao Shanhe smiled coquettishly, touched his head and said, "Okay, just lie down peacefully and I'll take care of you. Anyway, it's already this point, so don't get up to go to work. Just wait until you have lunch and go back in the afternoon."
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"Then hurry up and cook."
"Yes, my dear wife!"
After saying that, Zhao Shanhe put on his clothes and immediately went to the kitchen to get busy.
There is a refrigerator at home, and some dishes are ready-made. You can wash them and cook them.
After he had prepared four dishes and one soup, Li Qiuya also got up and got out of bed to wash up.
After the two of them finished eating and cleaned up, Zhao Shanhe kissed Li Qiuya on the forehead and said, "Qiuya, you can rest while I go to work first."
"Well, slow down on the road!"
Standing at the door, Li Qiuya stared at Zhao Shanhe as he got into the car and drove away slowly, with a look of happiness on his face.
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The third workshop of the county textile factory.
When Qiu Ying first walked in, she noticed that the female workers looked at her strangely. They were all pointing at her, without any awe in their eyes.
You know, before today, they always greeted me with smiles and compliments when they saw me.
Why did it become like this today?
Could it be that...
Qiu Ying suddenly had a bad premonition in her heart.
At this moment, a familiar female worker took her arm and said eagerly: "Qiu Ying, why are you here? Do you know that something happened, something big happened!"
"Xiaohua, what happened?" Qiu Ying asked in confusion.
"It's just that your promotion to deputy director of the workshop has been revealed. Just now, a notice was posted in the factory saying that the deputy director of our third workshop was selected, but it was not you." Xiaohua pointed outside and said.
"Who is it?" Qiu Ying's heart suddenly tightened.
"It's Ma Caiyun."
When Xiaohua mentioned Ma Caiyun, a look of indignation appeared on her face.
"Hmph, she is worthy of being the deputy director. In terms of qualifications, she is not as good as you. In terms of ability, she is not as good as you. Even in terms of looks, she is outclassed."
"If you ask me, she became the deputy director only by selling out her charm. Everyone knows that she was appointed by that old pervert Liu Wenqiang."
"But Qiu Ying, did you offend that old pervert? Otherwise, how could this matter be so certain?"
Qiu Ying stood a little lost.
Listening to Xiao Hua's babble, she suddenly woke up from her daze, turned around and hurriedly ran outside the workshop.
"Qiu Ying, what are you doing, where are you going? Don't do anything stupid!"
Xiaohua shouted loudly from behind.
After a while, a message spread throughout the textile factory.
Qiu Ying made a scene in the conference room, angrily scolded Liu Wenqiang in person, exposing his ugly face of deliberately retaliating for teasing, and resigned openly.
The whole place was suddenly in an uproar.
Liu Wenqiang, who was at the scene, grabbed the teacup on the table and smashed it to the ground. He gritted his teeth and said, "Zhao Shanhe, this is all because of you. If it weren't for you, how could Qiu Ying dare to contradict me like this?"
"If it weren't for you, how could I be so embarrassed? Just wait for me. I have to ruin your reputation. I want to make you famous far and wide."
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Inside the Hetu Manufacturing Factory.
Zhao Shanhe had no idea that Liu Wenqiang already had a grudge against him because of Qiu Ying's incident.
In fact, it doesn't matter even if he knows about him. Isn't he just a pervert? He doesn't take it seriously yet.
At this moment, he was listening to Yang E's report with a smile on his face.
"You mean those three factories have sent samples and letters of recommendation?"
"Yes, factory director, not only that, they also placed an order directly. I have prepared the contract and am just waiting for you to sign it." Yang E said, holding up a stack of documents.
"Okay, let me take a look."
After reading and signing the contract, Zhao Shanhe said confidently: "Yang E, please keep all the samples and letters of recommendation here. These are important weights for us to participate in the Canton Fair."
"Well, I know."
"Also, please set aside thirty boxes of non-ferrous metal solder, and I will bring them to the Canton Fair."
"Bring so many?" Yang E couldn't help but be a little surprised.
"Is it a lot? I think I brought too little. The more the better. You can take care of it. If you can bring more, bring a few more boxes to be prepared." Zhao Shanhe said disapprovingly.
"OK!"
After Yang E went out, Li Xiangyang walked in. He was talking about Shanqiu Food's commercial shooting.
"Director, after we published the announcement in the newspaper that we were going to shoot an advertisement, several waves of people came to ask about it, but I felt that their qualifications were not good enough, so they didn't agree."
"But there is someone here today who I think is interesting. Do you want to meet him?" Li Xiangyang said.
"Who?" Zhao Shanhe asked with raised eyebrows.
"His name is Zhang Jing!"
"Oh, where does this person come from?"
Zhao Shanhe frowned. This name was unfamiliar to him. There seemed to be no such person among the great directors of later generations.
But to be chosen by Li Xiangyang, he must have some qualifications.
"He is the assistant director of "Dream of Red Mansions" and has shot many works before, but he has always been tepid."
"But I've heard that his professional skills in the industry are highly recognized. I think it shouldn't be difficult for him to shoot our commercials," Li Xiangyang continued.
"Assistant director of "Dream of Red Mansions"!"
Zhao Shanhe's eyes suddenly lit up.
"Then does he know Chen Xiaoxu?"
"What a coincidence, I also asked him this question, and he said he knew me." Li Xiangyang said with a smile.
"Then what are you waiting for? Let him come in quickly. I will talk to him. If there is no problem, it will be him. Then we will have the heroine of our advertisement!" Zhao Shanhe raised his hand and said.
"Well, I'll invite him right away!"
Li Xiangyang immediately turned around and walked out.