Back in 1981: Marrying the love of your life

"Dad, didn't you say you fought for a week?" Ning Xin questioned.

Ning Changyu didn't speak, just sat down on his butt, leaned his back against the back of the chair, raised his two hands, and rubbed his temples with his index and middle fingers, looking like he had a headache.

He did trust the relationship and bought a week's buffer.

However, that was before Su Qing clothing opened.

Ning Changyu originally thought that even if Su Qing's clothing opened as scheduled, it would inevitably have a dismal performance when the warehouse was burned, and in the end, it would open high and go low, and end hastily.

In this way, he could use the buffer time of a week to disperse Su Mu's sharp qi with one blow, so as to take a sharp breath of evil qi.

However, the development of events was unexpected.

Suqing Apparel opened a great success, setting an unprecedented turnover on the opening day, which can be called a miraculous turnover.

Immediately afterwards, a special group was set up above to discuss with him about the three garment factories.

Although it is not clearly stated that it is necessary to transfer it to Su Mu, fools can see that the person who will take over the garment factory now can only be Su Mu, and there is no other option.

This made Ning Changyu clearly feel that the attitude of the big people in Pingzhou City had begun to lean towards Su Mu.

And now I have received a notice to resume work within a deadline, which shows that the person above can't wait for him to vacate his position....

For a long time, Ning Changyu said in a deep voice: "Isn't it just to resume work?" Then get back to work!

"Chairman, are you sure you want to resume work?" Meng Kaijing said with a solemn face.

As the think tank of Xinsheng Group, he naturally will not see the situation clearly.

The so-called deadline for resuming work is just an excuse.

The real meaning is to let Xinsheng Group quickly move the nest.

"OK." Ning Changyu nodded, his eyes full of unwillingness.

Meng Kaijing stopped talking and said: "Chairman, since the ancient people do not fight with business, business does not fight with officials, not to mention that the current situation is already like this, continue to hold on... Is it necessary? "

Yes!" Ning Changyu said coldly: "The roots of Xinsheng Group are not rooted in Pingzhou City, we don't need to be afraid, let alone afraid!"

In his opinion, as long as the three garment factories are still in hand, then he is not a complete failure.

It's like a fig leaf, although it covers the body, it can't cover the wind, it can't resist the cold, but it can still retain some decency.

And this decency undoubtedly needs to be exchanged for money.

Meng Kaijing opened his mouth, and he wanted to explain the stakes, and then calculate an account, telling the other party that it was not cost-effective.

However, seeing Ning Changyu's resolute attitude, he simply said nothing more and walked out of the room.

"Click."

The door is closed.

Secretary Han's tense face soothed, a smile appeared on his face, and he tilted his head and asked, "Aren't you known as the brain of Xinsheng Group?" Why can't even you think of a way to deal with that Su Mu?

"Are you taunting me?" Meng Kaijing stepped forward two steps and directly forced Secretary Han back against the wall against the corridor.

Secretary Han chuckled, "How dare I, I'm just curious, do you really can't think of a way, or are you deliberately unwilling to help come up with ideas?"

Meng Kaijing snorted coldly: "I can't think of a way to blame my head, if I want to blame, I can only blame Ning Xin, the fool, obviously holding a good hand, and finally playing sparsely, even if the gambling god comes, he can't turn over."

After speaking, his eyes suddenly narrowed, and he said with a bad smile: "Accompany me to the toilet?"

"You're dead!" Secretary Han snorted and reached out to hit Meng Kaijing, but his posture was more like flirting.

......

Three days passed quietly, and Qingyang Garment Factory came to pay wages again.

Workers gathered outside the office building, each with anticipation on their faces.

In the crowd, everyone whispered and asked each other about each other's wages.

"I should be one hundred and twenty-six this month, have you counted it?"

"I'm a little taller than you, one hundred and thirty-two."

"Sister Chunxia, how much is your salary, this month should still be your highest, right?"

Hearing this, everyone looked at Zheng Chunxia in unison.

Last month, Zheng Chunxia's salary was the largest in the garment factory, one hundred and thirty-five, plus ten yuan reward, a total of one hundred and forty-five.

"I counted one hundred and fifty-two, whether it is the highest, I am not sure." Zheng Chunxia said with a shy smile.

Anyway, the salary is public, and there is no need for her to hide it.

When the people around heard her words, their eyes all showed admiration.

"Sister Chunxia, you are also too powerful!"

"Yes, we all have hands and feet, in order not to go to the toilet, even drink as little water as possible, but it is still not as much as yours."

"One hundred and fifty-two, plus a reward of ten yuan, that's one hundred and sixty-two, if you don't obey, you can't do it!"

At this moment, Chai Tianbao walked up the steps and shouted loudly: "All be quiet, start the roll call below, and if you get the name, go to the financial office to get the money." The

crowd was silent for an instant, and even their breathing subconsciously slowed down.

Chai Tianbao took out the list from his pocket, unfolded it, and read: "The highest salary this month is still Comrade Zheng Chunxia, one hundred and ninety-eight, plus a reward of ten yuan, a total of two hundred and eight yuan."

As soon as these words came out, the audience was not only in an uproar.

"More than two hundred?"

"Did I hear you right?"

"Oh my God! How could it be so high?

Zheng Chunxia walked out of the crowd and also showed incredulity: "Is it wrong, I have calculated, it can't be so high."

"That's right, that's right!" Chai Tianbao looked at the list in his hand and said, "It's not that you don't know how to count, you hurry to the financial office to get the money, and the people behind are still waiting."

Zheng Chunxia still had something to say, but Chai Tianbao had already read out the next name: "Li Jing, one hundred and eighty-three pieces." A

young woman with short shoulder-length hair and a red hairpin on her head walked out of the crowd.

I saw that she had the same expression as Zheng Chunxia, and asked blankly: "If you look closely, my salary should be one hundred and thirty-seven yuan."

"What's going on with you guys, you really don't know how to count?" Chai Tianbao said a little annoyed.

At this time, Miao Zhuang ran to Chai Tianbao's side, looked down at the list in his hand, and said to the workers: "Captain Chai is not wrong, don't waste time, first get the salary, if you have any opinions, you will talk later." The

workers nodded, agreeing with the statement.

And then, everyone was named and the workers who read out the wages were surprised to find that the wages were more than they had calculated, and more than a little more, almost a quarter more, if roughly calculated.

This left the workers a little confused about the situation.

If one or two have more salaries, there may be a miscalculation, but everyone's salary is all more, and it is impossible to calculate all of them, right?

However, it is difficult to understand, but more is better than less, and no one has put forward an opinion.

Of course, it will not be happy, after all, the part that is more frequent must be returned.