When the team leader's wife heard this, she replied, "Not bad, they're all second-level electricians now. Jiayu, tell me when your factory will start hiring again."
Song Jiayu shook her head: "I don't know what's going on in the factory."
At this moment, Song Xiulan's mind seemed to have become a black screen with a few words marked in bold red font on it - Level 2 Electrician, which was played in a loop from beginning to end.
How is that possible?
In my previous life, I worked as a first-level electrician for three years.
How come Song Jiayu is so lucky!
She could hardly hide the jealous look in her eyes.
Before anyone saw her, her stomach started to hurt.
"My stomach...my stomach hurts so much, call a doctor quickly."
For a moment, the scene was quite chaotic. Song Jiayu squeezed out of the ward door, found a nurse and went to call the doctor. Because she was sweet-mouthed and smiling, the middle-aged female doctor who came had a stern face and did not scold her in the end.
"I've always told pregnant women not to have too much emotional fluctuation. Even for the sake of your own baby, you should be more open-minded about everything." The doctor used acupuncture and massage to relieve the pregnant woman's pain, and then prescribed new medicine that the pregnant woman could take. Only then did she leave the ward.
Song Xiulan, holding her belly, was stunned for a moment. Then she looked up, her eyes dim, and pointed at Song Jiayu and shouted, "Go away! I don't want you to see me. Go away!"
In response, Song Jiayu picked up the backpack and left, as she really wanted to come.
He had come here originally for Aunt Guihua, and before leaving, he gave Aunt Guihua a look of grievance.
Now, Comrade Guihua, it would be unreasonable if you don’t give my family some compensation.
"Today is such a good day~~"
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