Stayed in Qin City for one night.

At seven o'clock in the morning, Song Fuyu was carrying a backpack with some symbolic luggage in it, and the heavy items were placed in the space.

Carrying a large woven bag in each hand, he came to the entrance of the train station.

In addition to her, three other employees from the garment factory who went there together were also waiting at the entrance.

The train they took today departed at 8:20 in the morning.

Most people like to arrive at the station much earlier for fear of missing the bus. In order to cater to everyone, she also arrived a little earlier, but she did not see Zhao Da and his wife.

After sitting on the side and waiting for about ten minutes, the couple appeared in Song Fuyu's sight in a car.

"Fu Yu, why did you come here carrying things by yourself?"

"Your uncle Zhao and I just went to the guesthouse to pick you up, but they said you had already checked out."

"I only had two bags of stuff, and it took me less than five minutes to walk here. I could carry them, so I came here by myself."

In order to be close and sleep a little longer in the morning, she did not stay in the guesthouse near the garment factory last night, but booked a room near the train station.

"Everyone is here. Please wait for a moment. Xiao Ming and I will go to the station service office to see if there is a trailer to borrow."

This time, there were six of them going together, including Song Fuyu. Almost everyone was carrying two huge woven bags, and they had just unloaded several large bags of things from the car.

It would take two trips just to carry it by hand. If we could borrow a trailer, it would be much easier to get on the train.

After a while, Zhao Da and his team came over pulling a wooden trailer. The trailer made a creaking sound as it was pulling, which made people's scalps tingle and their whole bodies feel uncomfortable.

Carrying so many things on the bus, even though the factory bought berths for everyone, the tiny space between the six berths was filled to the brim.

"Fu Yu, you and your aunt Fang will sleep on the lower bunk, and the four of us will sleep on the upper bunk."

"Okay, thank you Uncle Zhao."

During the trip, someone saw that Song Fuyu was young and occupied the lower bunk, and wanted to come over to exchange with her. But seeing that there was no place to stand on their side, they had to give up and look for other partners.

The exhibition was to open on December 31st, and they would take two and a half days by train. When they arrived in Hai City, it would be noon on the 30th at the earliest.

Dad doesn't know that she will go there. When he sees her, especially when he finds out that she has become the factory director, he will probably be surprised.

She had not mentioned any of these in the letter she had written to him before, mainly because she wanted to give him a surprise.

Of course, it could also be a shock.

"Fu Yu, what are you doing there, laughing foolishly?"

Fang Mei saw her sitting on the bed reading a book, and suddenly she laughed.

"Haha, I thought about what my dad's expression would be when he saw me after Haishi. I guess his mouth would be so big that it could fit a fist in it."

"You didn't tell your dad?"

"No, he was completely in the dark."

“You’re really good.”

Fang Mei was really impressed by her. She didn't expect that she could accomplish such a big thing in such a short time.

In the eyes of others, it was totally unthinkable, but she managed to do it.

Old Zhao told her that when Song Fuyu was discussing cooperation with the three of them, he was almost led by her throughout the whole process, as if she could guess their thoughts.

Every time they put forward an idea, she would respond with several sentences, leaving them no room at all.

They talked for quite some time, but in the end, everything went according to her plan with almost no changes.

..........

After two days and two nights of train travel, it still took a few hours to reach Haishi.

There were things placed in the aisle in the middle of the beds, so when on the train, Song Fuyu basically stayed in the lower bunk except for going to the toilet.

She was a little better off, but the people on the middle and upper bunks were feeling even worse.

"Hey, after sitting on the train for such a long time, I feel like my whole body is about to fall apart."

Fang Mei stood up and stretched her body.

"Aunt Fang, have you come here every time before?"

"No, I will only come when your uncle Zhao comes. If our garment factory has the opportunity to participate, it is usually Lao Zhao and Hong Bing who take turns leading the team."

"Is Deputy Director Ye a veteran employee of the factory?"

"Yes, he joined the factory when he was less than 20 years old, and he must have been working there for 30 years now."

"When your uncle Zhao joined the garment factory, although Hong Bing didn't show it on the surface, he should have reacted the most."

Song Fuyu understood.

It would be strange if I could feel comfortable if a stranger suddenly came in.

"He often tries to win over Lao Cao in private, but fortunately Lao Cao, although he has a mild personality, is a relatively upright person and will not be easily led away by small favors."

"In fact, Hong Bing also wanted to come along this time, but Lao Cao felt that the rules couldn't be broken, so he stopped him."

"Now that you put it that way, Director Cao is indeed quite upright."

"If he had any crooked thoughts, your uncle Zhao would not have been able to become the deputy factory director."

"I'm not exaggerating, nor am I biased towards my own people. After Lao Cao retires, it's fine for Lao Zhao to be the factory director. If Ye Hongbing takes over, your cooperation with the factory will probably not go smoothly."

Song Fuyu nodded in agreement.

From my contact with Ye Hongbing that day, it was indeed similar to what my aunt said.

If she hadn't shown him the agreement with the army at that time, Ye Hongbing would probably have found a way to kick her out in the end.

This kind of person is not a good partner. He has too many ulterior motives and you may be trapped by him without realizing it.

..........

At around one o'clock in the afternoon, the train finally stopped at the platform of Haishi Railway Station.

"Everyone, hold on a little while and take your things out of the station. There will be a car to pick us up outside, and we can have a good rest when we get to the guesthouse."

Zhao Da was encouraging the other three listless employees. They had been huddled on the middle and upper bunks for dozens of hours and must have been feeling very uncomfortable.

At the exit, Song Fuyu saw a young man holding a sign with the words "Qin City Garment Factory" written on it. She quickly picked up her things and walked towards him.

"Hello, comrade. We are from the Qin City Garment Factory. There are six of us in total."

"Hello, my name is Zhao Sanjun, and I'm here to pick you up and take you to the hotel."

"Sorry to bother you, but please wait a moment, we have a lot of stuff."

"Let me help you carry it to the car first."

"Thanks a lot."

After the things were successfully transported to the hotel, Song Fuyu lay on the bed, feeling that he was finally alive.

Although she was arranged to stay in the same room with Aunt Fang, it was at least many times more comfortable than on the train.

She originally thought that the organizer would at most give everyone rooms in a guesthouse, but she didn't expect that they would actually stay in a hotel. The treatment was much better than she had imagined.

"Do you want to take a break, or follow me to the event venue now?"

Zhao Sanjun felt that they all seemed to be extremely tired.

"Meizi, why don't you and Fu Yu take a rest first, while Xiao Ming and I go to the venue to take a look and set it up."

"Uncle Zhao, I won't rest. I'll go with you."

It will start tomorrow morning, and she still doesn't know what the trade fairs of this era are like. She has been to the Home Expo several times in the future, and each venue is well decorated. She doesn't know what it will be like this time.