Qin Xiaoyu noticed that both Commander Zhou and Zhou Xing's mother's eyes darkened.
"Who's missing tomorrow?" Qin Xiaoyu asked curiously.
"Don't worry about me, I'm going south to see my comrades," Zhou Xing said casually. But Qin Xiaoyu felt that things were not so simple. She didn't ask any further questions and lowered her head to drink her soup sip by sip.
She felt a gaze following her, but when she looked up, Zhou Xing was already focused on eating.
The drama currently airing on TV is called "Enemy Camp Eighteen Years," a classic spy thriller. Qin Xiaoyu hadn't seen the first few episodes, but she was quickly drawn in by the plot.
Zhou Xing circled around her for a long time, but seeing that he could no longer attract her attention, he could only tug at her hair.
The two of them went up to the second-floor balcony one after the other.
"Is something the matter?" Qin Xiaoyu clearly had a lot of questions to ask, but she pretended to be nonchalant.
"Nothing much, I haven't seen you lately and wanted to chat." Zhou walked to the window and looked in the direction of the brightest light, which was the hairdressing school.
"Your life is so leisurely, it's bound to be boring. You should go out for a walk." Qin Xiaoyu was a little scared. She didn't want to have any private contact with Zhou Xing, as it would disturb her peace of mind.
"This trip might last a while. If I adapt well, I might stay and not come back." Zhou Xing tried to sound relaxed, but he couldn't hide his sadness.
"Not coming back? You're just going to abandon this family and not come back? You're really something, aren't you?" Qin Xiaoyu rolled her eyes at him. When will this selfish child who's never experienced hardship ever mature?
"Before I leave, I have a request." Zhou Xing seemed to be making up his mind.
"Go ahead and tell me."
"Take good care of them for me."
"What are you saying? Why should I do it for you? If you really care, stay and take care of yourself. You're the one who talks the most nonsense!" Qin Xiaoyu's temper flared up suddenly, and her voice unconsciously grew louder.
Hearing a noise upstairs, Zhou Xing's mother came up to check, but when she saw them halfway up, she quietly retreated.
"Okay, just consider me selfish then." Zhou Xing grinned.
"Good to know." Qin Xiaoyu was too lazy to waste any more words with him and turned to go downstairs.
"Wait, there's something else," Zhou Xing called out to her.
"This is so annoying, just say it already."
"Can I hug you? Just for a moment," Zhou Xing pleaded, his eyes sparkling.
"No way," Qin Xiaoyu refused decisively.
Before she even reached the stairwell, Zhou Xing caught up and pulled her into his arms. He hugged her tightly and kissed her hair. Qin Xiaoyu struggled free.
"You're so annoying!" She stomped downstairs, sat on the sofa, still fuming. Zhou Xing's mother secretly watched her expression and sighed inwardly. Zhou Xing didn't come down again.
Zhou Xing was already gone when I ate breakfast this morning.
"There are just a few people who are always causing trouble and making things difficult! It makes me so angry!" Ever since Qin Xiaoyu got up, Zhou Yue has been hovering around her, chattering and complaining.
"From the technical department?"
"Yes, and the dyeing and pattern making are not very cooperative. Once, they even made Master Xu angry and he left. You know how good-tempered he is."
"I'm going to meet them today and see what kind of important people they are." Qin Xiaoyu touched her hair, which was heavy and much thicker.
Before going to the garment factory, she first drove to the hairdressing school, where Master Wang was instructing students. He rushed to greet her when he saw her.
"Master, please tidy up my hair, it's too thick."
"It's strange, they say that important people don't have thick hair, how come you don't lose any hair?" Knowing that Qin Xiaoyu was busy, Master Wang quickly and efficiently took action.
"Why don't I see Ding Xiaojie?"
Qin Xiaoyu, with her sharp eyes, noticed that someone was missing.
"You've been so busy, there are some things I haven't dared to tell you. Ding Xiaojie and Cheng Fuxing fell in love, but their families objected and forced them to take her home, preventing her from working here anymore," Master Wang sighed.
"So it was her." Qin Xiaoyu remembered what Qi Si had said about finding a wife for Cheng Fuxing; it turned out to be Ding Xiaojie.
"I heard from Tian Tian that Xiao Jie is having problems with her family."
"That young man from Guangdong is quite good, and capable too." Qin Xiaoyu felt that Ding Xiaojie had better judgment than her sister.
"Her mother said that she was originally from Guangdong, was thin and small, and hung out with a gang leader. What future could she have?"
"Sigh, what's the use of a tall telephone pole?" Qin Xiaoyu was both amused and exasperated.
"Why don't you find some time to try and persuade her? Forget it, you're so busy, just leave it alone." Master Wang was conflicted; he wanted Qin Xiaoyu to take care of it, but he also felt sorry for her time.
"I understand, Master. It's alright."
Zhou Yue used to be so comfortable at the hairdressing school, but today she wouldn't even go upstairs. She sat in the car scratching her head, and when she saw Qin Xiaoyu get in the car, she complained, "Why aren't you staying inside? It's so late!"
"Women with ambition are just different," Qin Xiaoyu teased her. Zhou Yue rolled her eyes, her expression softening; she found the comment quite pleasing.
Qin Xiaoyu set up her office next to the factory director's office; the original factory director's office was still for Xie Lanhua's use. The first thing she did upon going upstairs was to report for duty.
"Director Xie, I've been very busy with family matters lately, I'm really sorry."
"It's inevitable; everyone has their share of troubles." Xie Lanhua's expression was not good.
"What's wrong now?" Zhou Yue had been working with her for a while and knew her temperament well, so she immediately asked.
"The long trench coat is having problems again, take a look." Xie Lanhua pushed out a 3D mannequin from behind, and Qin Xiaoyu's face darkened as soon as she saw the trench coat on it.
She had only ever seen people turn the rotten into the miraculous, but never the ruthless destroyer of art. It turned out that these people really had the ability to turn works of art into eye-searing street trinkets.
This trench coat was inspired by a foreign fashion magazine. Zhou Yue chose a very light and thin synthetic fabric. The upper part of the trench coat has a fitted design on the shoulders, and it flares out like a pleated skirt from the waist down. It has two slanted pockets, which are both feminine and elegant.
Qin Xiaoyu had said she wanted to wear one too. Now, she won't wear it even if you beg her. The overall design of the clothes hasn't changed, except the slanted pockets have been replaced with straight pockets. What's worse, there's a string of flowers embroidered on the edge of the pockets, red flowers with green leaves.
The reason for making slanted pockets is that the soft material will sag, and the slanted pockets can easily cover it up. When you put your hands in, it won't disturb the original folds.
Now look at it, a large horizontal pocket completely ruins the lines, and the embroidered pattern on the pocket is too rigid, making it look awkward no matter how you look at it.
"Director Xie, I think this is a serious production accident and it needs to be dealt with," Qin Xiaoyu said seriously.
"A production accident?" Factory Director Xie was a little taken aback and didn't quite understand what was going on.
“Yes, everything from the blueprints to the samples was already done. Why did the technicians and the pattern-making department make changes on their own? And without approval from higher authorities. This is a production accident. They should be severely punished, and that should be reflected in their wages!” Qin Xiaoyu said bluntly.
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