Lin Siya never expected that she would be taken to the 1970s by a landslide while simply going out for some fresh air. The 1970s, so be it. Although resources were scarce, as an orphan, she didn...
Later, Ms. Xu also realized her youngest son's emotions and slowly took these things into consideration, so she did not force Fu Sinian. However, at this time, Fu Sinian had already gotten used to his expressionless appearance.
Hearing this, Lin Siya laughed so hard that she was out of breath. She didn't expect that Fu Sinian had such a childhood experience.
Fu Sinian felt relieved when he saw her happy face. Although his mother was a little unreliable and even childish, Fu Sinian knew that she loved every child in the family.
After breakfast, they walked out of the restaurant together, said goodbye to each other, and continued their work and life for the day.
After arriving at the office, Lin Siya first greeted her new colleagues.
"Siya, are we still going to continue painting the walls today?" Ji Qingqing saw Lin Siya coming and hurried over to confirm the work with her.
"I'm afraid we'll have to split up the work today. When I got home yesterday, I drew a few designs for the blackboard and some blank walls. I plan to show them to Section Chief Li first. If it's okay, we'll start drafting the blackboard and the blank walls today."
"What? You finished all the design drawings in just one night?" Ji Qingqing was very surprised.
"I drew a few, but I don't know if they're suitable."
"Can you show me?"
"Sure, what's the problem?"
Lin Siya took out the pencil draft she had drawn yesterday from her bag and showed it to Ji Qingqing.
Ji Qingqing took it and took a look, and was immediately attracted by several pencil drafts.
"Wow, Siya, you are so amazing, this painting is so beautiful! Oh my god, you really deserve to be a talent who has even been featured in Kyoto Pictorial!"
Ji Qingqing's voice was so loud that it quickly attracted several people in the office.
Everyone gathered around and looked at the pencil drafts drawn by Lin Siya.
"Oh, that's a really nice painting."
“Really, this is such a great painting.”
Everyone exclaimed in amazement, they had never expected that Comrade Xiao Lin was really good at painting. Among the people sitting there, there were a few who were good at handwriting and painting, but they were only slightly better than the average person and were completely incomparable to Lin Siya.
When Zhang Qingqing saw the pencil drafts in her hand, a hint of jealousy flashed in her eyes. She had not expected that Lin Siya was not only beautiful, but also so talented. She attracted everyone's attention as soon as she arrived.
However, she thought that Lin Siya would only stay in the Propaganda Department for three months, and when Xu Da came back, she would still have to return to the Finance Department, and she felt a lot more comfortable.