Ji Wanmei, naturally beautiful and graceful, was the factory director's daughter. At eighteen, she was admitted to the provincial university. With her braids and floral skirt, her waist swaying...
But that's all in the past. Now that she's been reborn, she has to plan everything anew.
But for Ji Wanmei, what she wanted to do most right now was to see Lei Tingjun.
In her memory, Lei Tingjun was probably still an ordinary worker in the factory at that time, working in the workshop. Later, he drove a car and was transferred to run freight.
Seeing that her father had gone back to his room to rest, Ji Wanmei got up and said, "Dad, I'm going out for a bit." Then she pushed open the courtyard gate and ran out.
In fact, Ji Wanmei and Lei Tingjun didn't have much interaction in their past life. Now, when she thinks back carefully, she can only vaguely recall a few scenes.
Every time she saw him, he was either fighting fiercely with someone or casually staring at her with a roguish smile while smoking a cigarette.
At that time, Ji Wanmei disliked Lei Tingjun, a man whose eyes revealed wildness, who exuded a roguish air, and who was very aggressive.
She would basically avoid him whenever she saw him, keeping her far away from him.
But Ji Wanmei only found out later.
A man who appears refined and gentle on the surface may not necessarily be considerate and gentlemanly. He may very well be after your family's wealth or your beauty, and is pretending to be cultured to gain your trust.
Lei Tingjun, a man who looks rough, roguish, and unapproachable, is actually sincere, upright, loyal, and has his own principles and bottom line in dealing with people.
Ji Wanmei remembered that at that time, Lei Tingjun often gathered with his underlings outside the factory gate to smoke. When she occasionally came to the factory to see her father, she would see that group of people at the factory gate.
At the time, she disliked that group of men; they were a bunch of irresponsible and frivolous men who talked nothing but filthy nonsense.
At this moment, Ji Wanmei walked towards the factory gate again.
Ji Wanmei had two long black braids, wore a purple-blue floral dress, a dark blue cardigan over it, and a pair of the most fashionable white mesh shoes of the time, which she had cleaned spotlessly.
As she walked along the dormitory compound, many factory workers secretly watched her.
Before she even got close, she spotted the tall, handsome man sitting on the steps from a distance of more than ten meters away.
He wore a loose white short-sleeved shirt and faded jeans. His hair was cut very short, revealing his slightly roguish black eyes and high, straight nose.
Ji Wanmei's gaze fell on his unruly sitting posture and the cigarette butt dangling from his mouth. She paused, then hesitated.
Returning to the age of eighteen, she still remembers everything that happened in her previous life, but Lei Tingjun knows nothing about it at this time.
What was she going to say to him?
At the factory gate, a group of people sat together, laughing and joking, all known as the factory's slackers.
"Wow, Brother Lei, look who's here!"
A skinny young man was the first to spot Ji Wanmei, who was hesitating as she walked towards them. His eyes lit up immediately, and he stood up and quickly nudged Lei Tingjun beside him, "Brother Lei, Brother Lei, look! Our Oriental Factory's pearl is here!"
Lei Tingjun took the cigarette butt out of his mouth, exhaled a smoke ring, and casually looked up, his gaze falling on the woman who was walking slowly towards him with her head down not far away.
"Oriental Pearl" was the nickname that the group of single male employees in the factory gave Ji Wanmei in private.
Because their factory is called the Eastern Factory, and Ji Wanmei is the factory director's daughter, who is as beautiful as a pearl and as lovely as a delicate flower.
Every time she came to the factory to see her father, it was a festival for all the single men in the factory—they could get a close look at the beauty of the Oriental Pearl Tower, and if they were too slow, there wouldn't be any seats at the factory gate!
At this moment, Lei Tingjun raised his eyes, his lazy gaze falling on Ji Wanmei. He saw that she was wearing a delicate floral dress, her waist was slender and thin, as if it would break if you grabbed it. She revealed a pair of slender and fair legs, and even the ankle bones exposed under the hem of the dress were round and fair, and she was prettier than others.
Not to mention her pretty face, which is even more beautiful than those actresses in movie posters.
Zhou Peng, who was next to Lei Tingjun, couldn't help but raise his hand, put his finger to his lips, and whistle at Ji Wanmei who was walking over.
But Ji Wanmei seemed to be stunned for a moment, then looked up and glanced at Lei Tingjun with a tender look in her eyes.
When Lei Tingjun saw her looking up at him, he grinned at her, then lay lazily on the steps behind him, looking like a roguish and unreliable person.
Seeing this, his henchmen started to jeer.
"Hey, Brother Lei, she's looking at you!"
"Our Brother Lei is still the best!"
"Director Ji's daughter is really beautiful. I wonder who will marry her in the future."
"Dream about it tonight, and maybe you'll be able to marry her."
"Get out! Get out! Get out!"
Lei Tingjun remained silent, his gaze fixed on Ji Wanmei, not missing a single glance.
When Ji Wanmei heard the smirking of the group of factory thugs behind him, she couldn't help but purse her lips. She had rushed over to find him without thinking, which was a bit impulsive.
How could she forget that before that, Lei Tingjun had always been on friendly terms with these factory thugs, and they even called him 'boss'?
She glared at him silently, then changed direction and walked into the main entrance.
Lei Tingjun only wanted to tease this delicate little princess, but he never expected to anger her. She even glared at him as she passed by.
He kept watching Ji Wanmei's departing figure until she disappeared through the factory gate, and only then did he savor the look in her eyes that had just been filled with both shyness and anger as she glared at him.