The car from the Provincial Foreign Affairs Office arrived at the Municipal Machinery Factory around 1 p.m. The gatekeeper called the office, and Director Liu came down to greet them personally.
Please go to the small dining room inside the main cafeteria.
Director Liu made excellent arrangements, allowing the staff of the Foreign Affairs Office to have a good meal before starting work.
During the meal, Director Liu casually ate with them, but he spent most of his time explaining the transaction process between Xing Baohua and the foreigners.
First of all, it should be clarified that there was no malicious transaction, both parties were acting voluntarily, and the loudspeaker developed by Xing Baohua was indeed worth the price.
The misunderstanding here was spread by our factory staff. The factory has taken this very seriously since last night, and the factory party committee has set up a special investigation team, led by the discipline inspection department.
We shouldn't worry about things that foreigners don't care about.
As Director Liu pointed out, Xing Baohua was generating foreign exchange for the factory, which could potentially open up the American market, leading to the mass production of loudspeakers and generating even more US dollars.
The Foreign Affairs Office listened to the report while eating, and the leader in charge of the team breathed a sigh of relief, saying that the municipal machinery factory could resolve the issue internally.
It was obvious that the municipal machinery factory had quickly and efficiently resolved the seemingly thorny problem in just one morning.
From the very beginning, when the report was received, the higher-ups overcomplicated things. Actually, during that period, dealing with foreign guests, especially those with international influence, was very sensitive, and everyone was extremely cautious. This had fostered some bad habits in them back then, and they were afraid of getting involved with foreign journalists and bringing shame to the country.
We have always been very careful in handling foreign-related issues and have downplayed the matter.
Of course, we stopped indulging them later; our country no longer needs to keep a low profile.
After the meal, Director Liu accompanied several people from the Foreign Affairs Office to his office for a while to sit and have some tea. Later, he would take them to the first workshop to talk with the foreigners.
Su Ya wrapped her arms around Xing Baohua's neck and buried her head deeply in Xing Baohua's chest.
I was so embarrassed just now that I didn't dare to look up at him.
They were just joking around, but somehow Xing Baohua's lips ended up pressed against hers.
My mind raced like lightning, making my body feel weak and hot.
She was limp and had no strength at all, but fortunately Xing Baohua supported her waist with his hands, and she could lie in his arms and be gradually held tighter by him.
Her eyes were tightly closed, and she dared not open them. Her rosy cheeks made her feel her body getting hotter and hotter, and the suffocating feeling made her voice whimper as if she wanted to breathe rapidly.
Her body trembled and twisted involuntarily.
Xing Baohua, inhaling the faint fragrance, naturally pulled the soft body into his arms, his heart pounding. The girl in his arms, shyly softened, her body transforming from stiff to supple.
I was indeed a bit impulsive just now, but thankfully I still had some sense of reason.
Su Ya dared not move in his arms, and he just held her like that. After Xing Baohua calmed down from his excitement,
Just as I was about to say something, I heard footsteps outside the stairwell, and it sounded like quite a few people were coming.
Su Ya struggled in fright, her breathing erratic, and she didn't dare to look at Xing Baohua, covering her burning cheeks with her hands.
The tension of being at a loss in a panic.
Xing Baohua looked at her and found her more and more beautiful. Perhaps this was the thrill of passionate encounters in the office.
Seeing Xing Baohua looking at her with that mischievous, half-smiling smile, Su Ya blushed and lightly hit him, whispering, "You're so naughty! This is the factory office! How can I live my life if people see this!"
"How can they live like this! They're making a huge fuss over a kiss. They saw it, so what? It's like they've never seen a kiss before. There was that movie 'Romance on Lushan Mountain' that aired two years ago, and they even had kissing scenes in it, and it was shown to the whole country. They're living perfectly fine now."
Xing Baohua was also trying to comfort Su Ya, using a classic scene from the movie "Romance on Lushan Mountain" as a comparison. That scene was the first time intimate contact had been used since the serious era began. Of course, it also caused a great stir.
Suya quickly straightened her wrinkled clothes, frowned slightly, and then touched them with her hand.
He complained to Xing Baohua, "Why did you use so much force? It still hurts now."
"Is it very strong? I didn't feel it. How about I rub it for you or blow on it?" Xing Baohua said, reaching out her hand.
"No!" Su Ya cried out and dodged away.
It sounded like Director Liu was speaking outside the door, and Xing Baohua gestured for Su Ya to be quiet.
Suya held her breath, placing her hands on her chest as if trying to calm her pounding heart.
Xing Baohua looked up at the wall clock. It was already time for work; it was almost time to talk to Director Xue.
He pointed to the door, then to his wrist, and said softly, "I'm leaving. I have things to do before it's time."
Su Ya nodded, watching Xing Baohua walk to the door, and listened carefully to see if there were any footsteps in the corridor.
He quietly opened the door and disappeared in a flash.
Su Ya quickly covered her face again, her expression filled with happiness, her body swaying slightly for some reason. Perhaps she was still embarrassed and hadn't recovered yet.
After a short while, he walked to the table and sat down, resting his chin on his hands as if he were thinking about something, occasionally letting out a soft laugh.
Xing Baohua walked to the door of Director Xue's office and gently knocked.
Only after being invited in did they open the door and go inside.
"Oh, Xiao Xing is here. Please sit down and wait a moment. Do you want a cigarette? There are cigarettes on the table, help yourself." Director Xue, who was sitting behind his desk, looked up and saw Xing Baohua, pointing to the sofa as he spoke.
Xing Baohua waved his hand to indicate that he did not smoke, walked to the sofa and sat down. He heard Director Xu say, "Please wait a moment. The factory manager is receiving a guest. I will take you there in a bit."
"Yes, Director." Xing Baohua replied politely. He thought he would talk to this director, but it turned out that the factory director himself had come.
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