Chapter 89 Coffin Board Memory

"Forget it, the people are finally here! You will be punished for being late today and fined once. Hurry up and finish the manuscript." Section Chief Niu did not intend to delve into it. After all, finishing the manuscript was more important at this time.

Su Hanyan pursed her lips and smiled, saying, "Vice Chairman Qiao, if it was Qiao Shasha who caused the trouble yesterday, there wouldn't be so many people coming to rush the manuscript this morning!"

"What do you want to say?" Qiao Chunhua looked at her unkindly. He had long regarded Su Hanyan as a thorn in his side. "Su Hanyan, don't be unreasonable. Qiao Shasha didn't mean it. Now that the problem has been caused, let's solve it. What? Do you still want to hold on to my little braid?"

Qiao Chunhua no longer cared what others said.

She was obviously protecting Qiao Shasha, after all, she was her own niece. There were many employees in the factory who had nepotism, not just her.

Who doesn't protect their own children?

"Vice Chairman Qiao!" Niu Hongxia knew that this Vice Chairman Qiao was difficult to deal with, and now she was somewhat disgusted with her way of handling things. "The problem was caused by your union, and you won't let me say a few words? Okay, no one should say anything. If this matter is resolved, everyone will be fine. If this matter affects the inspection in the end, no one will have a good life!"

Qiao Chunhua had an extremely dissatisfied look on his face and rolled his eyes in the direction of Niu Hongxia.

Niu Hongxia talked about Vice Chairman Qiao, and then scolded Su Hanyan: "Now that you are here, why don't you work? You are the only one who has a big mouth? I haven't punished you for fighting in the corridor yesterday!"

"Chief!" Su Hanyan said with a smile, "No need to make up for it today! I worked overtime all night last night and finally finished the manuscript! I went to the printing factory myself in the early morning of this morning and delivered the manuscript! After much persuasion, they finally agreed to print it, and I can get the factory newspaper at noon today."

"Really?" Niu Hongxia looked at her in disbelief.

"Um!"

Everyone stopped writing at once, and their eyes, which had been gloomy just now, instantly revealed expressions of joy. Finally, they didn't have to make up for this damn thing.

"You said you completed it by yourself last night?" Niu Hongxia confirmed again.

"Yes." Su Hanyan smiled shyly, "I have a better memory. After all, I can remember what I wrote! When I was a child, people said that I had a 'coffin board' memory! It's just rote memorization! But sometimes it works, and sometimes it doesn't..."

There was no other way, so she had to lie shamelessly and flatter herself.

Otherwise, how do you explain this?

She couldn't let anyone know about her golden finger, right? Either she would be targeted, or treated as a monster, or... maybe she would be sent to a national laboratory to be studied as an experimental specimen.

She doesn't want to.

"Great!" Niu Hongxia felt relieved, and her face brightened instantly. She looked at Su Hanyan with a much kinder look, "Oh, I didn't realize that our Propaganda Department has such a talent! You have worked so hard, and the punishment this morning is cancelled! Let Jiang Kuo go get the newspaper at noon, and you will have a day off today, go back to the dormitory and have a good rest."

"Really? Chief!"

"Of course!"

"Well... in that case, I won't be polite."

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

"You're welcome! I still have to record a commendation for your overtime work!"

Su Hanyan gladly accepted it and walked out amid everyone's joy and admiration. Her overtime was like liberating others, and although others were envious, they definitely had no dissatisfaction or complaints.

(End of this chapter)