After listening, Xiao Qiao quickly cut off the parts that Yu Yao wanted with her knife, and even picked out the best parts for her.

In those days, whether you were buying meat from a supply and marketing cooperative or receiving meat from a factory, having an acquaintance made things easier, and you could always get the best cuts of meat.

Yu Yao had only met Xiao Qiao once, and she never expected her to do this. "Thank you, Comrade Xiao Qiao."

"You're welcome. We're able to eat more meat this year thanks to your report, which helped make our factory famous."

After collecting the pork, the three of them headed home. They wouldn't see each other again until after the New Year.

Fang Qiaoqiao said, "My mom prepared New Year's gifts for you. Wait for me here, I'll go back to the workshop to get them."

Yu Yao and Wu Huaiqing nodded and waited outside.

After waiting for almost half an hour without seeing Fang Qiaoqiao come out, Yu Yao became a little worried and said to Wu Huaiqing, "Brother, I'll go in and check on Qiaoqiao."

Wu Huaiqing nodded. "Put the things here, I'll keep an eye on them."

Yu Yao entered the factory and walked towards the workshop where Fang Qiaoqiao was, but she didn't see anyone.

Just as she was wondering where Fang Qiaoqiao had gone, she suddenly heard and smelled a faint osmanthus fragrance, which was the smell of Fang Qiaoqiao's hair oil.

Yu Yao looked in the direction the smell was coming from, and saw that it was the workshop's storage warehouse.

It turned out that Qiaoqiao had put the things there. But when Yu Yao rushed over and was about to call her name, she suddenly saw a tall figure dragging a shadow around a corner and walking into the innermost passageway of the warehouse.

A glimpse of a blue skirt peeked out from around the corner; it was none other than what Fang Qiaoqiao was wearing today.

The back view of the man dragging Fang Qiaoqiao seemed somewhat familiar; I felt like I'd seen him somewhere before.