"Yes, I didn't expect that our garment factory had a colleague with singing talent."
The two men behind them discussed it and both found it amazing.
Some of the women were envious, saying, "If I had that voice, I would be a singer, why would I be a factory worker!"
Xu Xiangyang felt that singers at that time still had a high status and good salaries and benefits.
I've heard it before; back then, the most famous singers earned three to four thousand a month.
Of course, those are all at the national level.
They are generally similar to factory workers, but their salaries are higher and their benefits are better.
The party ended after 7 p.m.
Xu Xiangyang arranged for the factory's vehicles to take the employees home, with two men accompanying each of the three or five female employees.
If something goes wrong, that would be bad.
Everyone had boarded the bus when he saw Lu Qingshu standing at the door. He went over and asked, "Why did you just come out? The bus has already left."
It takes at least forty minutes to make a round trip.
The roads are slippery in the dead of winter, and drivers dare not drive too fast, as it is easy to have an accident.
Lu Qingshu replied apologetically, "I was slow changing clothes earlier, but I can wait a bit."
There's nothing I can do since the car has already left. What can I do if I don't wait?
Xu Xiangyang glanced at the time. "I'll give you a ride home. I need to go home for a bit."
He didn't go home today, it's New Year's Day. He'll have breakfast with his family tomorrow morning.
Lu Qingshu did not refuse and nodded gently in agreement.
The two got into the car, and neither of them spoke a word the entire way.
Only when they were almost in the city did Lu Qingshu speak.
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