Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be the small bronze mirror that had disappeared from the drawer, now resembling a tattoo on the wrist.
Before she could think it through, two loud knocks jolted her awake. "Mom, it's getting late, are you awake?"
"woke up."
Grandma Wu looked up at the clock on the wall, quickly changed her clothes, and rushed to the factory.
Wang Huijun stood at the door, watching as Old Lady Wu swept out the door like a whirlwind.
Zhou Pandi peered out the window, watching Old Lady Wu's hurried and flustered state. She secretly resented her, thinking something must have happened. She quietly locked the door and chased after her.
Despite rushing, I still ran into Director Jia, who was also entering the factory, when I arrived.
"Director Wu."
Grandma Wu smiled awkwardly; she was still a little embarrassed to be caught being late in front of her boss.
"Director Jia."
Looking at the composed Old Lady Wu, Director Jia nodded inwardly. She was indeed a capable person who could produce cloth in just a few days. Her ability was good, and her mental fortitude was also good.
The two were standing in front of the factory gate, talking normally, but to Zhou Pan, who was peeking around, it looked like an ambiguous scene between them.
She said, "How did Wu Mingxia suddenly rise from a small group leader to the director of the third workshop?"
So that's where it all started.
You, Wu Mingxia, not only did you secretly cheat on Huang Mancang with other women, but you also messed around in the factory, and then you took the blame on her. It's practically settling a personal score!
Since being forced to recuperate at home, Hao Ren has become less considerate than before, treating her with disdain and hostility. If she doesn't avenge this, she's not Zhou Pandi!
'Knock knock!'
Zhou Pandi knocked on the door knocker, looking down at the pastries and brown sugar in her hand, feeling a pang of pain in her heart. Suddenly, the door creaked open, and she quickly composed herself and looked at the person behind the door.
"I heard you're about to give birth. It's been so long since I've seen you, so I came to visit."
Guo Cuihua, heavily pregnant, had just opened the door when she saw Zhou Pandi smiling broadly, carrying things in both hands.
As the saying goes, you can't hit a smiling face, especially when someone comes to visit her with gifts.
"It's hopeful! Come in quickly, come in quickly, what wind blew you here?"
Zhou Pandi's face stiffened for a moment, then she quickly put on a smile again, rolling her eyes inwardly. If she didn't have something to ask this gossip, she wouldn't have come. In her eyes, Guo Cuihua was only slightly better than Wu Mingxia.
"Oh dear, can't I come to see you even if there's nothing wrong? You have no idea how much I've missed you since you took maternity leave and left the factory."
Zhou Pandi and Guo Cuihua didn't get along, and she said those words on purpose to disgust her.
Guo Cuihua's expression was indeed rather unpleasant. She glanced at Zhou Pan with a nonchalant look and said, "Oh, you miss me? Well, let me see if the sun rises in the west tomorrow."
As she spoke, she craned her neck to look westward, which made Zhou Pandi's eyebrows twitch. That damned Cuihua!
Those who say they miss Guo Cuihua are both disgusted by her and genuinely miss her.
“I’m telling the truth. Since you left Workshop 3, our workshop has undergone tremendous changes.”
Guo Cuihua unceremoniously flipped through the pastries Zhou Pandi had brought, stuffed them into her mouth, and asked her indistinctly,
"What changes? Surely Director Ma hasn't been replaced?"
Zhou Pandi clapped her hands, blinked her eyes, and said as if she was the one who knew the answer, "You were right."
"It's been changed!"
Guo Cuihua asked instinctively, "Who was it replaced by?"
Zhou Pandi glanced around, then leaned close to her ear and whispered a name, "Wu Mingxia..."
Guo Cuihua was taken aback at first, then thought it over and over in her mind, and stammered, "Is it... Wu Mingxia, who gets beaten up by men every day?"
"Wu Mingxia, who's so quiet you can't even fart after three blows?"
Zhou Pandi pursed her lips and slapped Guo Cuihua's knee hard. "My Cuihua sister has a good memory."
Guo Cuihua glanced at him and disdainfully brushed Zhou Pandi's hand off her knee. "Just talk, why are you doing this?"
"The promotion of the workshop manager is no small matter. No matter how good her embroidery skills are or how strong her hands-on abilities are, how could she possibly be promoted to the position of director given her personality?"
Zhou Pandi sighed, "That's right, I can't figure it out either. Director Ma is getting old, and I always thought you would be the next leader of our workshop. Who would have thought... that you would be snatched away by Cheng Yaojin halfway through."
"However, I discovered something..."
"What?"
"Wu Mingxia and Factory Director Jia have a rather unusual relationship. Today I found her late outside the factory gate, and she was chatting and laughing with the factory director. Do you think that's normal?"
Guo Cuihua gave her a meaningful look and sneered, "Don't think I didn't understand what you meant. What? You've made enemies with Wu Mingxia?"
Zhou Pandi rolled her eyes. "Mind your own business. I'm just trying to let you know so that you don't lose out on what you've got just because you had a child."
After saying that, he glanced furtively at Guo Cuihua's darkened face, and couldn't help but feel overjoyed.
Guo Cuihua's older sister is the younger sister of Director Jia's wife, a true sister-in-law.
Because her brother-in-law was the factory manager, he often bossed people around in the factory, and Zhou Pandi had long disliked her.
But what can you do when someone has powerful connections?
A glint flashed in Zhou Pan's eyes as she looked at Guo Cuihua's expression, a barely perceptible smile playing on her lips.
Wu Mingxia, now I'll see who's more capable, you or Guo Cuihua?
Ideally, both sides would suffer heavy losses and be kicked out of the factory. With her excellent interpersonal relationships, she would surely thrive in the factory.
Forget about team leaders or workshop directors, she's confident she could even snag a position as an office clerk.
'ha! '
Zhou Pandi suddenly covered his mouth. No, he was too absorbed in his thoughts.
Guo Cuihua glanced at Zhou Pandi and knew what she was thinking. It was ridiculous. A village woman like her was lucky to get into the textile factory, yet she still dreamed of a position there. She didn't even know her own worth.
Without the necessary skills, you dare to take on a job you're not qualified for.
They really don't know their own worth.
Wu Mingxia is at least educated and went to school, but what has Zhou Pandi done?
A body full of fat? A head full of mush?
Or is it that loose mouth, like a cotton waistband?
"Okay, I got it. You've seen it, let's go?"
Zhou Pan looked up from her reverie and glanced at the pastries she had brought. Suddenly, a large bowl appeared in front of her, completely covering the pastries on the table.
Guo Cuihua smiled and pointed towards the gate, "I'm feeling unwell, so I won't see you off. Thank you for coming to keep me company today."
To relieve boredom?
Zhou Pan gritted her teeth. Did they think she was some kind of kitten or puppy? And they thought she was something to amuse them?
If she were a cat or dog, she would have scratched Guo Cuihua's hateful face the moment she saw her!
Wu Mingxia is bad, and Guo Cuihua is despicable too; there isn't a single good person among them!
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