Chapter Sixty-Two

At six o'clock in the afternoon, the guys met up at the factory gate and then went to the county together.

All four of them have their own bicycles.

They hopped on their bicycles and sped off like the wind. On the flat road outside the factory, several big men were quite daring. They even let go of the handlebars while riding their bicycles, stood up, waved their hands as if waving in the wind, and shouted joyfully.

"Let's go, let's go to a restaurant!" Sun Xiaojun shouted with a loud laugh.

Lei Jun wore a white shirt today. The shirt was actually quite old, and the collar was a bit yellowed from washing.

But when he wore it, it had a unique charm, making him look very upright. His figure made even an inexpensive old shirt look good.

His sleeves were half-rolled up, revealing his muscular forearms, and two or three buttons on his collar were lazily undone, revealing his chest muscles.

He held the bicycle handlebars with one hand and put the other hand in his pocket, riding leisurely like that.

The wind blew across his handsome, aloof face, and his wheat-colored skin shone brightly in the sunlight.

The group of people hurried through the street.

Yang Zhiping suddenly stopped, squinted slightly, and turned to look.

Today is July 1st. Yang Zhiping, carrying his briefcase, arrived at the Dongfang Factory to officially report for duty.

When Yang Zhiping's companion saw him suddenly stop, he looked up and said, "Hey, those guys are just thugs from the factory. Young Master Yang, just ignore them."

Yang Zhiping was addressed as "Young Master Yang" by the obsequious man next to him. This man was a subordinate of Yang Zhiping's father's management department. Knowing that the deputy factory director's son was coming to the factory, he hurriedly ran to greet him, hoping to leave a good impression on this young master.

Yang Zhiping understood everything perfectly well.

However, these subordinates are happy to be ordered around. If you don't order them around, they'll secretly wonder: Is my boss doing something to dislike me?

In this respect, Yang Zhiping, who has inherited the true skills of Deputy Factory Director Yang, can be said to have surpassed his teacher.

He masterfully exploited the greedy and suspicious aspects of human nature.

A few days ago, although Yang Zhiping accepted Zuo Quangui's request, he did not take any action because he had only officially joined the factory this month. Once he joined the factory, he would have more say and it would be easier to handle some things.

As for his father, he had to be mindful of Ji Xingguo's attitude from time to time, so he was also hesitant to act. He wanted to openly promote Deputy Director Zuo, but he couldn't do it too obviously.

But if Yang Zhiping were in his position, things would be much easier.

He could have easily used his reputation as a "newborn calf not afraid of tigers" to demand that Ji Xingguo handle the matter according to regulations, and no one could say that he, a young man who had just started working, had any vested interests with Deputy Director Zuo.

Once Yang Zhiping gets into the factory, Lei Tingjun won't be able to enjoy his freedom for long.

Zuo Quangui is still in the hospital and hasn't come out yet, but the factory is still paying him his salary. He's probably hoping to stay in the hospital and take a few more days off.

Yang Zhiping pushed up his glasses, watched the group of men riding bicycles away like the wind, and couldn't help but let out a sinister laugh.

He turned around and said to the person who came to guide him, "Let's go."

As soon as Yang Zhiping entered the gate of Dongfang Daily Chemical Factory, his slender and fair-skinned appearance, along with the glasses he wore that made him look like a cultured man, immediately attracted the attention of many girls in the factory.

Several girls glanced at each other discreetly, asking, "Who's that young man over there? We've never seen him before."

One of the female workers living in the staff compound said, "You don't know him? He's the son of Deputy Factory Director Yang, named Yang Zhiping. He's very successful. He studied at a prestigious university in Guangzhou and just graduated. He's young and handsome. I heard he'll be joining our Dongfang Factory this time and will be taking over his father's job!"

"Really?! He's so outstanding and has such great qualities, is he married?"

"Yeah, do you have a boyfriend/girlfriend?"

Look at these young female factory workers from the county town who haven't seen much of the world. As soon as they see a man with decent conditions, they act like they're desperate to get married, and all they care about is marriage.

The female worker in the compound curled her lip, thinking to herself, "Even if they're not married, they probably wouldn't be interested in you."

"I heard that Deputy Factory Director Yang intends for his son to date Director Ji's daughter, but I don't know if it has come to fruition."

After all, there are so many residents in the staff compound, and it's not possible to know everything about the buildings that are far apart.

The fact that the Ji and Yang families were planning a blind date had indeed spread throughout the compound.

Upon hearing that the woman was going on a blind date with the factory manager's daughter, the female workers all sighed deeply.

"Then we're out of luck. We've seen Director Ji's daughter before. She's so beautiful, with that tiny waist. The way she walks makes even a woman like me stare, let alone a man."

"And her skin is really good. How can a girl have skin so white it's practically glowing? Doesn't she ever get tanned?"

The female worker in the compound said, "If you were born into a family like that, with a maid who does all the laundry, cooking, and cleaning, and you never lift a finger, and you apply face cream to your faces like it's free, you would all be just as beautiful."

"We've all used face cream before. At most, it can make your face a little smoother, but I've never heard of it making your skin whiter. Maybe she's just naturally beautiful."

"Sigh, being born into a good family is a kind of luck. We are all unlucky and can't be envious."

A group of female workers sighed sourly for a while, then left.

But two female workers overheard what they had inadvertently said earlier.

Who are these two people?

One of them was Xiaofang, the female worker with a square face and a mole on her face.

Just now, when Yang Zhiping entered the factory gate, Xiao Fang also saw him from afar.

Furthermore, this Deputy Factory Director Yang's son is fair-skinned and refined, and you can tell from his family background that he is very well-educated.

Xiao Fang thought to herself, "They're much more pleasing to the eye than those rough and rugged men from the Thunder Army."

Moreover, after hearing from the female worker in the compound that Yang Zhiping was currently single, Xiao Fang became interested.

Although she couldn't compare to Director Ji's daughter in looks, her figure was just as good. No matchmaker could resist praising her round, plump buttocks, saying she was sure she could give birth to a son!

Moreover, she is passionate, outgoing, and willing to take the initiative. She dares to actively pursue men. Would the precious Ji Wanmei lower herself to do that?

Women of that era generally valued modesty and demureness. But Xiaofang disagreed, precisely because she knew that her family background and appearance couldn't compare to others, so she often had to take the initiative when it came to men.

Isn't it said that it's like climbing a mountain for a man to pursue a woman, but as easy as piercing a thin veil for a woman to pursue a man?

She should go after that young master Yang; maybe that will work out?

If it really works out, then she'll become the young mistress of the deputy factory director's son.

At that time, who wouldn't look up to her?

That status, how glamorous! Just thinking about it makes me feel wonderful.