When Su Man arrived at the hospital, she happened to meet Zhang Fuhua who was going through the discharge procedures.

She was sitting in a wheelchair and felt a little surprised when she saw Su Man.

"Why are you here at this hour?"

"I said I was going to call you when I got home, and you came."

Su Man walked forward and pushed Zhang Fuhua out.

"Is he going to be discharged from the hospital? Are the formalities completed? Is his uncle back?"

Zhang Fuhua nodded and pointed ahead with a smile.

"Yeah! Haven't eaten yet? Let's go to our house and ask your uncle to make you some noodles with soybean paste. His noodles with soybean paste are the best."

"In the beginning, I was coaxed into it by his bowl of noodles."

Zhang Fuhua's man came over and nodded and greeted Su Man.

"Comrade Su, your Director Zhang is always talking about you, almost praising you to bits."

"Come on, today I'll show you my skills."

Su Man smiled and nodded: "If I had known that there would be free meals today, I would not have eaten breakfast."

Zhang Fuhua and her husband were amused: "Strange uncle, strange uncle, I didn't tell you in advance."

The three of them left the hospital and took a tricycle back home.

Zhang Fuhua lives near the steel plant, but not in an apartment building.

With her qualifications, she should be able to get a room in the first batch of company housing.

But she said that it didn't matter where they lived, as it was just her and her husband, and their child wasn't around.

Let’s distribute it to other workers first, they are not in a hurry.

It is precisely because she is a good factory manager that Su Man respects her so much.

Zhang Fuhua lives on the second floor of an old residential building.

There wasn't even a street light outside, and the corridor was pitch black during the day. It was no wonder she fell down without paying attention.

After entering the house, Zhang Fuhua's husband tied on an apron and went to the corridor to cook.

Su Man and Zhang Fuhua were allowed to chat in the room. Su Man moved a stool and asked Zhang Fuhua to put his legs on it to make it more comfortable.

He took another scratcher and handed it to her.

"It's going to be really itchy while you're healing, and you can't scratch it. You're definitely going to need this stuff then."

Zhang Fuhua took a tickler, reached in and scratched it, and laughed.

"It really works. Thank you for your thoughtfulness."

It’s not that this thing is valuable, but at least it proves that Su Man has been thinking about this.

"Tell me, what's the matter? You didn't come to me today just to give me a tickle, did you?"

Su Man smiled and gave an exaggerated thumbs up.

"What if you could be the factory director? Nothing can be hidden from you."

Her face turned serious and she said seriously.

"I want to fire Lin Manman. She's not suitable to be a teacher."

Seeing Su Man's serious expression, Zhang Fuhua knew that she had made up her mind.

She thought that the two of them had an unpleasant argument because of Lin Ye.

"I also know why you are doing this."

"Emotionally and logically, she really shouldn't have done that."

"But when I recruited her, I signed a contract."

"Even if you fire her, I have to keep her in the steel mill."

"I hope you understand this."

"Besides, she saved my life after all, so I can't go too far."

Su Man also knew that a contract was a contract and no exception could be made for her.

Zhang Fuhua is a soft-hearted person. He helped her because he had saved her before.

She also agreed with this point.

"I understand, but she can't get involved in school matters anymore."

Zhang Fuhua nodded: "Isn't your new school almost finished? By the time we move in, she won't be able to interfere."

Even though the two of them reached a consensus on this matter, they didn't mention it again.

Zhang Fuhua took out a stack of documents from his bag and handed them to Su Man.

"Look carefully at this and make sure you memorize it. Don't bring shame to our steel mill."

Su Man took it curiously and flipped through it.

I then realized that it was the program list for the party, and some festive words written in advance.

"This? How can you give it to me? Shouldn't it be given to the host?"

Zhang Fuhua smiled and nodded.

"Isn't it handed over to the host?"

"Last year I had to persuade you to dance with me, so I won't make it hard for you this year."

"You can take over this hosting job for me."

"It's not just me, it's also what the leaders above want."

"You must not give me any trouble, understand?"

Su Man finally understood why Zhang Fuhua didn't choose her to rehearse the program this year. It turned out that he was waiting for her here!

"I……"

She was just about to say that she was afraid she was not up to the task.

As a result, Zhang Fuhua pretended not to see her expression.

He shouted to the outside.

"My dear, is the noodles with soybean paste ready? Doctor Su has to hurry home to memorize his lyrics after he finishes eating!"

"Alright, alright."

The fragrant fried noodles were served on the table, steaming and fragrant.

Su Man accepted the job resignedly.

I picked up my chopsticks and finished my noodles with soybean paste.

She had to go to work in the afternoon, so she didn't stay at Zhang Fuhua's house for long.

When I came down from upstairs, I saw an old man washing the floor with water at the entrance of the corridor.

Su Man walked forward and kindly reminded him.

"Uncle, it's cold, and the water will freeze at night. You're getting wet, don't fall."

The old man put down the bucket and mopped the cement floor dry.

"Comrade, I know!"

"Some time ago, someone poured oil on the ground and I heard someone broke their leg."

"Well, I've been keeping an eye on it these past few days. If I see any oil spots, I'll clean them up to prevent them from falling again."

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