“Chasing His Wife at the Crematorium with a Second Male Lead Rising – A Strong Female Lead’s Career-Focused Retro Revenge Story. No Forgiveness, No Looking Back!”
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"Sister, don't watch it so late."
Xie Mingcheng interrupted her thoughts and stuffed the book in his hand into hers: "This is the high school exercise book I borrowed from my classmates. Give it to me tomorrow after you finish copying it."
Xie Yunshu has already taught herself all the knowledge of the first year of high school. Now, in addition to books on architecture, she also takes time to study the courses of the second year of high school. Except for English, which she knows nothing about, she can understand the other subjects.
"Okay, thank your classmate for me."
Xie Yunshu came back to his senses, put the painting away and put it in the drawer, thinking that he must have thought too much. How could a child like Wei and Zhou Xinyue be related to Ji Siyuan? Moreover, Ji Siyuan was only 21 years old this year, and the age didn't match in any way.
Is it a coincidence? But isn’t it too coincidental?
Two days later, Professor Li handed the notes and drawings back to Xie Yunshu: "It's exactly the same."
In other words, Xie Yunshu extracted all the information from the drawing correctly, and the construction team constructed according to the data she provided, and there would not be any problems.
This was the first time she was truly recognized. Xie Yunshu was a little excited and said thank you several times.
Professor Li smiled and said, "In theory, you should be taking the second-year courses now, but it's not wrong to lay a solid foundation for your basic knowledge. If you have any questions in the future, you can always come to me."
Xie Yunshu clenched the blueprint with his fingers and pursed his lips: "Professor Li, I may bother you often."
There are too few girls who can go far in the construction industry. Professor Li waved his hand and said, "I am a teacher and you are a student. This is not a problem."
While selling lunch at noon, Xie Yunshu handed the drawings and notes to Li Shengli: "Brother Li, there will be no problem this time, you can take on that job with confidence!"
Li Shengli had given up, but Qiang had always firmly believed that Xie Yunshu would definitely have a way. He didn't know why he was so confident in Sister Yunshu. So when Xie Yunshu finished speaking, his eyes widened, and it took him a long time to react: "Sister Yunshu, did you really help me find a technician?"
Xie Yunshu pointed at himself and said, "I made all the data, but I asked Professor Ye to look at it and there is no problem."
This surprise came too quickly, Li Shengli was originally planning to go to another construction site to carry cement, but now Meng Ding's technical difficulties have been solved, and none of the brothers he led have to go back home!
"Sister Yunshu, from today on you will be the technician of our team!" Li Shengli laughed and was in a good mood: "I will pay you the technical fee according to the market price, I promise not to lose you money!"
Xie Yunshu wanted to make money, but shook his head: "Brother Li, this is not a help. I am willing to sort out the data because I am interested in this drawing."
Since the first day he started selling rice, Li Shengli has been unwavering in his support, saying that they are old customers, but in fact they get along more like friends.
Li Shengli pondered for a moment, then spoke cheerfully, "Let's not talk about this now. Wait until I take over this job. But if there are any questions along the way, I will inevitably trouble you again."
Xie Yunshu raised his eyebrows: "I am Brother Li's friend, and friends don't talk about troubles."
Li Shengli put the blueprint away and didn't say anything more polite. He just nodded and said, "Okay, friends don't bother."
There were still a few days before the canteen's official opening, and Tian Hao asked Xie Yunshu to go there to move things: "It's empty inside. Except for the dining tables and chairs, you have to buy all the other cooking utensils yourself."
The canteen, which can accommodate more than 300 people, is quite large and requires a lot of things. Just buying these things costs a lot of money. This time, Xie Yunshu was not stingy. She spent several hundred yuan in one go at the market and bought several pots, cutting boards, kitchen utensils, and various seasonings needed for cooking.
If we really start selling food, these people will definitely be too busy to handle it, so finding people has become an urgent matter.
Li Fenlan hesitated to speak for several times, and finally asked tentatively: "Yunshu, do you think it's okay to ask Shanchuan's mother to help? She often waits outside for Shanchuan to get off work. She looks very honest. Although she can't speak, she must be efficient at work. Besides, she's a woman and it's quite pitiful..."
Song Shanchuan's mother couldn't speak, and there were no men or relatives in the family, which looked really pitiful. But Song Shanchuan at least had real talent. He was good at cooking and frying, and he learned the craft from Master Zhang, so even the dishes made from a pot were delicious.
But what can my mother do? At most, she can help out. She can't speak and can't even sell food. For the same salary, she can hire an ordinary person.
Xie Yunshu didn't really want to hire her, but Song Shanchuan was a really good cook, so she gave in. "Mom, it's okay to let her help in the kitchen, but her salary will definitely not be as good as Aunt Zhao's."
Aunt Zhao can cook all kinds of noodles, is strong and quick at work, and can serve rice quickly and steadily. Most importantly, she is reliable and never slacks off at work. Song Shanchuan's mother, on the other hand, is thin and cannot speak, and can do nothing except doing odd jobs in the kitchen.
Li Fenlan became happy and continued, "And your Aunt Liu and Aunt Zhang..."
Xie Yunshu pinched her brows and said, "Mom, we can't always be neighbors."
Li Fenlan pursed her lips and said, "I thought that since we are neighbors, we can help each other."
This time Xie Yunshu didn't agree with her: "Mom, this is not possible."
Although Li Fenlan was a bit too kind, she listened to her daughter very much. She nodded and said, "Then I'll go to the labor market with your Aunt Zhao tomorrow afternoon to see if there is anyone suitable."
People are not made of steel. No one can stand getting up at five in the morning and working until seven or eight in the evening. Xie Yunshu planned to find at least four or five more helpers in addition to Song Shanchuan's mother.
Also, she can't go to the vegetable market every day to buy vegetables, otherwise a motorcycle tricycle can't bring so many vegetables. She needs to find a long-term supplier who can provide good quality and low prices.
Because of these things, the energetic Xie Yunshu was a little overwhelmed. At night, he yawned for the first time in his life.
Ji Siyuan bumped into her from behind and said, "Tomorrow you can ask the chef to make some chicken and potatoes stew. I'm tired of eating pork and cabbage every day."
Xie Yunshu rolled his eyes at him: "Master Ji, what are you thinking about when you order food from the construction site cafeteria?"
Ji Siyuan would go to the cafeteria at noon during this period, and he even said that he was supporting her business.
During this period of contact, she found that Ji Siyuan was simply a child who had not grown up. Although the two were the same age, she felt that Ji Siyuan was about the same level of childishness as Lin Cuiping's younger brother...
Ji Siyuan put his hands in his pockets, his delicate face looked deep: "I think sweet and sour spare ribs are also good..."
Xie Yunshu got on his bicycle and said, "Go back and dream. There is everything in dreams."
Ji Siyuan also rode his bike to catch up: "Hey, I haven't told you what vegetarian dishes I want to eat yet!"
When Xie Yunshu arrived at the school gate, he stopped the car and was a little surprised: "Captain Shen?"
Ji Siyuan, who was behind him, restrained his smile a little, and then said with a click of the tongue: "Captain Shen, are you on your way again?"