Secretary Song: "..."
Su Yu put the agreement away again, smiling as she said, "Secretary Song, I was just kidding. Get back to work. Go home early when you're done."
Watching Su Yu continue working on the questions, Secretary Song felt as if she had shot herself in the foot.
He just couldn't understand why universities didn't allow students to find partners. Wouldn't it be better to find a comrade-in-arms to progress together?
I spent almost an extra hour in the office before I finally finished my work.
Su Yu packed her things away, planning to start notifying the various factories to arrange the surveys tomorrow. The team's work was all waiting for her results, and she had to complete them flawlessly.
This was the first step she took to establish her position in the group.
As the two walked to the entrance of the municipal party committee building, the old man guarding the gate greeted them with a smile.
"Time to get off work."
Su Yu smiled and waved, "Yes, sir, you've worked hard."
The old man laughed heartily, "It's an honor to guard the city's gate."
Taking advantage of this moment, Secretary Song pushed her bicycle out and saw Su Yu walking away, so she was about to offer to take her home. But as soon as she pushed the bicycle out the door, she saw Su Yu get into Su Dazhi's car.
That annoying younger brother is here again!
Su Yu sat in Su Dazhi's car and waved to Secretary Song, "Secretary Song, thank you so much for today. I'll treat you to dinner another time. I'm going home now, see you tomorrow."
As soon as Su Yu finished speaking, before Secretary Song could respond, Su Dazhi impatiently rode off on his bicycle with Su Yu on his back. He noticed that Secretary Song seemed unhappy again after seeing him.
Once on the road, Su Dazhi asked curiously, "Sis, are you very familiar with this Secretary Song? He came to our house to help out last time, but I don't think he's easy to get along with."
Su Yu asked, "So?"
"Sis, you two aren't dating, are you?"
"That's not true."
Su Dazhi breathed a sigh of relief. "Then I'm relieved. I think if you're looking for a partner, you should definitely find someone honest and good-tempered like us. As for looks... Sister, looks really aren't that important. As long as the man isn't ugly, that's fine."
Whose is it? Looks are very important!
Su Yu immediately slapped him on the back, "Don't curse your sister, if she married someone like you, she'd be crying her eyes out!"
Su Dazhi: "..."
...
Secretary Song quickly rode his bike home. He lived in the staff quarters behind the municipal party committee building, and usually didn't need to ride a bike to get home. He wouldn't have needed a car today unless he was picking someone up.
But in the end, it was never used.
When he got home, he was a little depressed.
Song's mother had returned and was shelling beans, preparing to cook soybeans for her son. "I'll cook some beans for you today. They're good for your health."
Secretary Song glanced at it a few times, then carried a stool over and said, "Mom, let me help you."
Song's mother looked at him in surprise, "What's wrong? You usually go straight to your room when you come back, why are you sticking to your mother like this today?"
"Mom, I just wanted to help you." It's not like every married woman has it hard; it depends on how much effort she puts in. He may not be good at housework, but he's not incapable of it either.
Song's mother was deeply moved.
Secretary Song glanced at her father, who was reading the newspaper, and asked, "Mom, how did you even fall for my dad in the first place?"
"You're blind."
"..." Secretary Song let out a sigh of relief. There was absolutely no way to learn from this; Comrade Su's eyes were shining brightly.
He must be blind; why doesn't he just date someone who's blind?
Hearing people gossiping about him, Song's father was displeased. "Comrade Dongzheng, stop talking about your father. The important thing is when you find someone to date. When I was your age..."
"Still single," Song's mother chimed in.
Father Song: "...That was all delayed because of fighting the Japanese. Anyway, the Eastern Expedition, times have changed now, and you can't afford to delay any longer at your age. If you find a woman you like, bring her back as soon as possible. Don't keep dragging it out. For you and me, only those we marry are truly ours; those who haven't entered the family may become someone else's."
Secretary Song smirked and continued shelling beans. "I'll find a partner, but there's no rush to get married. I plan to get married at least... four years from now."
Both Mr. and Mrs. Song immediately looked at him. Mrs. Song said excitedly, "Son, don't do anything rash! Why so long? You can't do this!"
Mr. Song slammed his fist on the table and said, "This is disrespectful to women! Not planning to get married is just being a scoundrel!"
Secretary Song: "..." He does want to get married, but who should he marry?
On her second day at work, Su Yu notified the union members from each factory to come to a meeting. Rather than going to each factory individually to notify them, Su Yu felt that bringing everyone together for a meeting and personally instructing them on how to conduct the survey was the fastest way. Of course, another reason was also to build a wider network of contacts.
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