There weren’t many people watching the live broadcast today, so Hu Xiaoman just chatted for a few minutes and then started selling goods.

The live broadcast ends on time at around 12 o'clock. There's no other way because I have to go to work tomorrow.

When Hu Xiaoman woke up the next morning, he felt like he couldn't wake up.

If she hadn't set the alarm outside, she wouldn't have been able to get up at all.

"Oh my god, why is there only 24 hours in a day and not 48?"

There's no use crying!

After washing his face, Hu Xiaoman resigned himself to his fate and went out to work with his bag on his back.

The attack of the hard-working office workers.

When we arrived at the factory, Director Zhang asked everyone to attend a meeting, which was a workshop meeting.

Generally, if the leaders have something to do, it is not their turn to hold a meeting.

Everyone stood aside. Director Zhang cleared his throat and said, "Our factory's performance is not as good as last year, so everyone should stop complaining about the benefits."

"Everyone knows what's going on this year. It's not easy for the factory to do business. Lately, there's been a lot of talk about the factory's problems. I hope no one in our workshop will discuss this."

In recent days, the employees in the factory have been discussing welfare issues. Not only did he hear about it, but even the leaders above knew about it.

Although this year's benefits are indeed not as good as in previous years, being so particular about them really has a bad impact.

It's not just their factory, other factories are the same.

After hearing Director Zhang's words, no one else said a word.

They also discussed these topics, and of course they were a little dissatisfied.

But despite this, these words should not be said.

In good years, the factory’s welfare was never bad.

It was only after Director Zhang mentioned it today that they remembered it. Otherwise, they would always stare at what is in front of them and feel that it is too little.

Hu Xiaoman listened silently. She was so busy that she almost ran out of time. How could she have the time to discuss these things with others?

After Director Zhang finished speaking, he let them get to work.

Today I am just giving a warning, otherwise if the leader hears that they are discussing this matter in the workshop, the impact will be very bad.

He will be the one who gets scolded then.

Hu Xiaoman went to work on his own. Today, without Li Jinmei's interruption, he felt particularly quiet.

I heard from a colleague that Li Jinmei is getting married today, so she can have two more days off.

There was no way she would give a gift. Although such a person had not caused any substantial harm to the original owner, she didn't like him.

Since you don't like her, there's no need to make close friends with her, so forget about the gifts.

It saves us from having to deal with each other in the future, which would be so troublesome.

After get off work in the afternoon, she rode her bike to night school.

There were quite a few people when we came yesterday. They had two classes, with more than 40 people in each class.

Most of them are young people in their twenties, a few are in their thirties, and there are only a few people of Hu Xiaoman's age.

Because there were not enough tables, some people stood by and wrote on the windowsill.

Hu Xiaoman was lucky enough to be assigned a seat because she was a girl.

Of course she wouldn't refuse if there was a place to sit.

After all, I'm tired after a whole day, and if I stand in class, I don't have to do a live broadcast when I go home at night.

Today's class progressed faster than yesterday's, at least not so many people asked questions.

The teacher asked them to write down their questions on paper and hand them to her after class. She would sort them out and give unified answers tomorrow.

Hu Xiaoman listened to the class and then reviewed what he had learned on his own before.

When the teacher asked her to study on her own, she would start looking at the next lesson.

She has been studying on her own recently, so she is making rapid progress.

If you don’t understand something, check it on your phone, then listen to the teacher again and make sure there are no problems.

She had to go to night school, otherwise how would she know if she was studying in the right direction?

We can’t work in isolation, we have to learn from everyone.

"Classmate, have you learned all this? Can you understand it?" Someone next to me spoke in a low voice.

Hu Xiaoman raised her head and looked at him. He was a young man in his early twenties, with a handsome appearance. He looked at her with surprise.

"Yeah." She nodded.

When Zhao Qipeng saw her fair face and pretty appearance, his face turned red immediately.

"You are so amazing. You learned it before the teacher even taught you. I don't even understand it yet." He scratched his head and looked away.

Hu Xiaoman smiled and said, "As long as you study hard, you will catch up soon."

After all, they will go to school together in the future, so she responded.

Besides, no one asked her any questions.

Judging from the tone, it means worship.

Zhao Qipeng didn't dare to say anything more and turned around to continue reading.

Sitting next to Hu Xiaoman was also a little girl with two pigtails, about twenty years old.

"Classmate, I don't know how to do this. Can you explain it to me?" she asked Hu Xiaoman in a low voice.

She also heard two people talking just now. Since they are so powerful, they can teach her.

I just encountered a difficult problem.

Hu Xiaoman glanced at her, then explained the solution to the problem, and then said, "Classmate, we all come here to attend class. The teacher also told us to write down the answer on paper and hand it in if we don't understand. I also need to study."

What she meant was that she didn't have time and should go to the teacher if she had any questions.

Wang Guiying rolled her eyes. "If you know how to do it, why don't you just teach me? Ask the teacher tomorrow. Don't we have to learn something else tomorrow?"

"You're such a stingy person! You're just asking a question and you're making trouble! Aren't classmates supposed to help each other? You're such a selfish bastard!"

Hu Xiaoman: ...

I am so fucking!!!

She bit her back teeth, with a half-smile on her face. Very good, she even helped in the wrong way.

"I'm just selfish! If you have the ability, don't ask me!" She rolled her eyes at Wang Guiying.

Wang Guiying was also impatient. She stood up and said, "Who cares to ask you? Isn't it just knowing how to solve a problem? What's so great about that?"

When she did this, everyone else looked over.

The teacher on the stage picked up the blackboard stick and hit the table. "What are you doing? Arguing in class?"

The teacher was a middle-aged woman in her forties, and looked quite like Nun Miejue.

She always had a stern face and no one had ever seen her smile.

Wang Guiying also regretted being a little impulsive, but she couldn't help being angry.

"Teacher, I asked her a question and she told me not to disturb her in the future! Shouldn't classmates help each other?" she said with confidence.

However, the others did not say anything and just watched the fun silently.

Hu Xiaoman laughed angrily. It was so natural. Is she Wang Guiying's father?

The teacher frowned, looked at Hu Xiaoman, then glanced at Wang Guiying and said, "No quarreling in class. Sit down!"

It's obvious that the teacher doesn't want to take care of this matter.

She had told him before that if he didn't understand something, he should write it down on a piece of paper and hand it in, but Wang Guiying insisted on asking others.

Others also need to learn, they can’t always help you, right?

Everyone laughed secretly. Some people said that Hu Xiaoman was selfish, and some people said that Wang Guiying was sick. Why should she help you?

Wang Guiying was so angry that she couldn't speak, and her face turned pale.

The teacher didn't help her, even though she was clearly right!

Why?