"Really, thank you for the compliment!" The woman nodded politely. It was just a small inadvertent move, but she unconsciously exuded an impeccable, graceful and luxurious aura, which annoyed the wives of the factory leaders around her.
Jealousy and envy.
A factory leader in charge of the reception came over and said with a smile: "Ms. Yue, it's rare that you take the free time to come to our place to attend the Spring Festival Party. We have prepared many interesting programs today. Well, here is the program list. Please
Take a look!" As he said this, the factory leader presented a piece of red cardboard specially edged with gold to the woman. On the back of the paper were written six gilded characters: "Welcome Ms. Yue Ting."
The woman hummed softly and took the cardboard from the factory leader's hand with a smile. The factory leader felt a little dazed for a moment. When he returned to his seat, his wife hadn't pinched him hard on the waist.
For a moment, his eyes were probably still looking straight at the woman.
"Are these programs that good?" Beside the woman, a tall man whispered with some disdain.
"You don't understand this. It's been a long time. I really haven't participated in such a party properly. You, don't keep your nerves too close. Relax occasionally. Why don't you take this opportunity?
Are you looking for a new lover?" The woman smiled and whispered to the tall man beside her.
The man shook his head: "I'm not interested at the moment."
"Boring~" The woman shook her head, picked up the cardboard, pointed to the first item on the program list and said, "New Year's Ode, well, this is a good name. When we go back, our Yu family should also have one
Such a party..."
...
The Spring Festival Party was held in the auditorium of the textile factory. The auditorium was renovated from an old factory building in the 1950s and 1960s. Maybe because there were so many people, everyone gathered in the auditorium, even though the temperature outside was still a little cool.
, but I don’t feel cold at all.
In front of the performance stage, a man and a woman walked out in style. The man was wearing dark gray overalls, with a dark red ribbon slung across his chest. The words "Spring Festival" were written on the ribbon. The woman was wearing
The red dress is sleeveless.
To be honest, even if the auditorium is crowded right now, you will still feel cold if you wear short sleeves, let alone a sleeveless long dress. However, looking at the female host, she looks very calm, and it seems that this is not the case once or twice.
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However, one thing that feels incongruous is...the male and female hosts each hold a loudspeaker in their hands. Every time they say the opening New Year greetings, they have to pick up the loudspeaker and put it to their mouths.
It feels very abrupt.
Of course, I am afraid that this kind of abruptness can only be experienced by Ma Xiaoquan. There is no way. Although there were microphones in 1981, they were all wired, and a set of microphone amplification equipment was very expensive, and the ones that could be used were basically from foreign countries.
goods.
It’s not that the textile factory is useless, but it fell once during the Spring Festival Party last year. The repair alone cost nearly 10,000 yuan, and it has not been completely repaired yet. This makes the factory director particularly distressed, and he dare not say anything to stop it easily.
It was taken out, and if it fell again, it would be a big loss. Finally, several factory leaders gathered together and decided to be a little more creative this year. The host used a loudspeaker to shout that it was over.
The two hosts were obviously a little uncomfortable with announcing the curtain with a loudspeaker, but the hardware conditions were such that there was no choice.
...
Ma Xiaoquan was nestled in the audience and never took his eyes away from Zhao Haitang. He wanted to take a closer look at the fur coat Zhao Haitang was wearing, but Zhao Haitang was sitting at the employee representative seat and it was difficult to get there.
At this moment, Zhao Sidan squeezed over, got close to Ma Xiaoquan, followed Ma Xiaoquan's gaze and said, "Xiaohu, don't tell me, you like that Zhao Haitang?"
"What are you thinking about?" Ma Xiaoquan shook his head, "I was looking at the fur coat she was wearing. Oops, maybe it's an old lady, right?"
Zhao Sidan snorted and said: "My hometown is in the northeast. When I went back to my hometown during the Chinese New Year, I went hunting with my grandfather. We once encountered a white tiger. My grandfather's leg was injured at that time. I was young, so the white tiger
The tiger was so big that we all thought it was going to die, but then a woman appeared..."
The venue was quite noisy, and Ma Xiaoquan could not hear clearly what Zhao Sidan said. He lowered his head and asked Zhao Sidan to repeat what he just said.
Zhao Sidan also simply pulled Ma Xiaoquan out of the venue.
At the gate, Zhao Sidan said: "I said, my father and I encountered a white tiger when we were hunting. At that time, my father ran out of bullets and injured his leg. We felt that we were going to be bitten to death by the white tiger.
of......"
Ma Xiaoquan rolled his eyes and said, "Why are you telling me this?"
"No, I haven't finished speaking yet..." Zhao Sidan said, "I remember very clearly that a woman suddenly appeared at that time, well, it was a woman, and she gave the white tiger to the white tiger with one hand.
He was killed with just one hand. I couldn’t even see the woman moving, but the white tiger’s head was shattered. My father fainted from fright at that time.”
"Female?" Ma Xiaoquan was stunned for a moment, then started teasing, "Si Dan, please tell me carefully. Your hometown is in the northeast. It's very cold in the cold weather. It's 20 to 30 degrees below zero. A woman killed the white tiger.
, why don’t you brag to the sky..."
Zhao Sidan was obviously anxious. He grabbed Ma Xiaoquan's shoulders and said: "I lied to you. I am your grandson. Really~ By the way, that woman is the same as the VIP... the one who is particularly good-looking on the stage.
The women look particularly alike!”
"Ah?" Ma Xiaoquan was stunned, then blinked and said, "You can't get it wrong, right? When you were a child, it was more than ten years ago anyway. The youngest of that woman must have been in her thirties, but that woman
She looks like she is in her twenties, right? Besides, that woman is so noble, how could she be the one who killed the white tiger?"
Zhao Sidan nodded and said, "You are right, but do you think she is his sister?"
"Go, go, go, the more I talk about you, the more you come~" Ma Xiaoquan pushed Zhao Sidan, "Okay, stop talking about it, just talk to me about this matter, don't talk nonsense outside, so as not to
People think you want to climb high, or else they think you're crazy, you know?"
"Hmm~"
...
Back in the auditorium, Ma Xiaoquan squinted his eyes and looked at the VIP table.
At this time, the woman happened to raise her head, and her eyes met Ma Xiaoquan's impartially.
Logically speaking, there were many people in the auditorium, and many people were looking at the VIP table, but the woman just felt that someone was looking at her. Following the feeling, the woman's eyes locked on a young man in the audience.
The woman's body moved slightly, and the tall man beside her immediately asked in a low voice: "What's wrong?"
The woman shook her head, and when she looked at the audience again, that feeling suddenly disappeared again.
"It's nothing, I just suddenly felt like I saw an acquaintance." The woman murmured.
"Acquaintances? Oh, are you talking about those little guys in the family? Haha, I saw that there are a few of them on the show list..." The man said with a disapproving smile.
"Yeah, that's right..." The woman nodded. In fact, her heart began to ripple a little.
...
In the audience, Ma Xiaoquan was half-crouching. He had just looked at the woman on the VIP stage, and he felt a familiar aura. However, for some reason, Ma Xiaoquan instinctively chose to half-crouch to avoid her.
"What's wrong with you?" Zhao Sidan looked at Ma Xiaoquan, "Do you have a stomachache?"
"Hmm~" Ma Xiaoquan kept doing nothing, pretending to cover his stomach and said, "I ate a bit too much that time, and my stomach feels a little uncomfortable. I'm going to the toilet."
...
Although the auditorium of the textile factory was renovated from an old factory building, according to the standards of this era, the level of renovation and decoration is already considered top-notch, especially the toilets in the auditorium, which are not only very clean, but also very new.
It is also very luxurious. The men's and women's toilets are very large and there are many private rooms inside.
This is also because the nearby factories always organize some performances, competitions, etc., and from time to time, outside experts and leaders come to inspect. Therefore, the leaders of the textile factory gritted their teeth and spent a lot of money to have the toilets in the auditorium in accordance with the standards of the Capital Hotel.
Get up, usually these toilets are never used, but they will definitely be used for a Spring Festival party like today.
Ma Xiaoquan had already inquired about the good toilets in the auditorium, so he was curious to go and have a look, but because the toilets were not open to the public, he had to find a way to go there.
It happened that a textile factory employee wearing a "Logistics" badge was changing clothes in the background. Ma Xiaoquan took advantage of the chaos and took the badge with "Logistics" on it.
Just having a name badge doesn't mean he can get in. The work clothes in a textile factory are different from those in a riveting factory. In addition, most of the male workers in the textile factory are mechanics, so he also needs to wear mechanic's clothes.
At this moment, Bai Suzhen appeared out of nowhere. She patted Ma Xiaoquan on the shoulder and said, "Why are you here?"
Ma Xiaoquan was also curious that Bai Suzhen would appear here. The latter told him that because their group was going to perform the next show, they were preparing for it. Also, because he had his period in the past few days, he was specially allowed to come here to tidy up the toilet.
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"Then you take me in?" Ma Xiaoquan said.
Bai Suzhen narrowed her eyes slightly: "Do you have this hobby?"
"No, no, no?" Ma Xiaoquan quickly shook his head and waved his hands, "I also want to go to the toilet, but I am particularly curious about your textile factory. Oh no, I should say what the best toilet in our factories is like."
Bai Suzhen curled her lips and said, "If I didn't know you well, I would have thought you were a pervert."
Ma Xiaoquan chuckled: "Then you mean you can get me in?"
"Yeah~" Bai Suzhen nodded, "There is a mechanic, Master Song, who is performing with us, but because his brother happened to be sick today, he took him to the hospital, so our show is missing one person...