Su Qinghu doesn't want to die; not only does she not want to die, but she also wants to live wildly and sassily in this era!
So what if the nouveau riche is too cunning? She'll just b...
He asked.
Su Qinghu did not agree immediately, but looked at the factory leaders.
The factory leader nodded and smiled, "Okay, okay, this is my teacher."
Calling him teacher isn't really accurate; they're relatives, cousins. It's just that he taught me during my school years, and he didn't allow me to address him as a relative during his teaching. So, calling him teacher became a habit.
Su Qinghu smiled and said, "Okay."
As he said that, he handed him a brown paper bag.
Inside was the content she had organized. After typing it out on a typewriter, she pinned several pages of paper together with small pins before stuffing them into a brown paper bag.
In fact, there was some private stuff she smuggled in there.
With the information explosion in later generations, even if you don’t look for it specifically, some things can be spread out in front of you. If you can remember the relevant information clearly, as long as it is accurate, she will be mixed in.
The old man looked at her for a while and nodded, "Go prepare for the interview."
Su Qinghu knew that this meant the greetings were over, so he didn't stay any longer. He said hello to the factory leaders and left.
As she left, the old man said, "Take a copy of this and give me the original."
Factory leader: “???”
"Uncle?" The factory leader stopped calling him teacher. "Isn't this a bad idea?"
No copy is as good as the original!
Besides, would they be interested in this thing?
"Why is it not working?" The old man glanced at him. "Your factory machine is broken, didn't I ask someone to check it for you?"
This was the first time he asked for something from a younger person.
"You can go back and copy it on a typewriter. It won't be difficult."
The old man finished speaking and was about to leave.
Factory leader: "Uncle, you——"
"Okay, I get it. All things being equal, I'll choose her first."
"Thank you, cousin!"
The factory leader has a smile on his face, that’s great, I don’t owe anyone a favor this time!
The old man walked for a while, took out the interview records and started reading them, not even noticing the cold weather.
It's still far from being a core technology, but the development direction and principle here are quite interesting...
After Su Qinghu finished the interview, he was directly announced to enter the next round.
Su Qinghu was not surprised to know that the advancement or failure would be announced on the spot, but he did not expect that there would be a final.
She didn't ask much, didn't say much, and went home after knowing that she had entered the finals.
As I walked slowly down the alley carrying my bag, I could smell the aroma of smoke and meat...
Who's having a barbecue?
Su Qinghu looked around but didn't see anything, but the closer he got to his home, the stronger the smell became.
Your own home?
Isn’t barbecue an alternative option in the reception process for these two children?
When we pushed open the gate, the children's laughter and excited voices came one after another.
“Mine is salty!”
“My mushrooms are burnt!”
"Oh my god, Fatty, why did you put so much chili powder in it?"
…
Su Qinghu quickly glanced at the children, then looked at Ms. Meng and Aunt Yu who were standing in the living room looking out at the yard.
The two men had nothing in their hands and looked like they wanted to help, but they didn't step forward.
The moment the three of them looked at each other from a distance, Erdan also noticed Su Qinghu.
"Mom!" Erdan excitedly grabbed a few skewers and rushed over, "Mom, try it, my brother and I grilled it and it's delicious."
It's meat skewers.
Su Qinghu took it, took a bite, and nodded, "Not bad."
"My brother and I made our own seasonings, and theirs was made by my grandmother. It was fine at first, but when it was almost done, they added soy sauce and chili peppers. You shouldn't eat what they bake."
Erdan chattered away and directly defined the food baked by others.
Su Qinghu: "Okay. Do you need my help?"
"No need." Erdan grinned, "Just wait and see me order them to grill skewers for you."
"Use the marinade I made myself," he emphasized.
Su Qinghu smiled and said yes.
She greeted the two classmates, and the classmates responded enthusiastically, shouting "Hello, sister" in unison.
"Are you stupid?" Erdan frowned. "Only unmarried young girls can call me sister. Married women should be called auntie!"
Su Qinghu: "..."
"Hello, Auntie!" Although reluctant, the students changed their words.
After changing her tone, she didn't forget to mutter to the people around her, "She's very young and beautiful, but I just don't want to call her auntie..."
Su Qinghu entered the living room, and Ms. Meng said, "These children are having a great time and don't want to leave so early. It's cold, so after much thought, I decided to get them a small stove to warm themselves up."
Meat, potato slices, steamed bread slices, mushrooms, and some dried vegetables from the summer were soaked and distributed to them.
It looks quite rich.
Su Qinghu looked at her watch and said, "Mom, please make some wontons for them so they can have something warm. It's almost time to go home."
"Okay. The ones in the fridge are enough. It's not like we're having a meal. Each person can have three or four. I'll also put some dried shrimp and seaweed in the soup, and that should be about right."
"Mom, don't put dried shrimp in there. Put shredded eggs instead. I'm worried someone might be allergic to dried shrimp."
"good."
After the two of them finished talking, Su Qinghu washed his hands and face before going to see the sleeping Xiaoli Tuaner.
The little guy's face is rosy as he sleeps, with his little fists placed on his cheeks. He looks so cute no matter how you look at him.
Su Qinghu leaned over and kissed him on the face.
As I was standing up with a smile, I saw the little fist move, and then I met a pair of beautiful, watery, black eyes.
"Hey, the little guy is awake~~~"
She reached out and grabbed his little hand, but her fingers were held by him instead.
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