Siheyuan: Start with a Truck Driver

Huang Yanling's grandmother was a tailor before liberation, and she was well-known in the capital.

Huang Yanling learned the skill of tailoring clothes from her grandmother when she was a child.

In her mind, the most perfect job is to be a teacher who designs clothes.

When she was in technical secondary school, Huang Yanling studied fashion design as her major.

It is a pity that the Fifth Textile Factory is a small factory, and there is no position for designing clothes at all.

Huang Yanling was sluggishly pulling on the yarn, and Eldest Sister Zhou next to her took advantage of her spare time and elbowed her: "Hey, Yanling, I heard you have someone to talk to."

"Ah? I heard from whom. It's nothing. I'm still young, so I'm not in a hurry." Huang Yanling froze for a moment, then quickly shook her head in denial.

Eldest sister Zhou winked and said, "You're still hiding it from elder sister! The night before yesterday after get off work, I saw a young man driving you away on a bicycle."

Huang Yanling didn't expect that Big Sister Zhou would see her when she picked her up, so she could only say hard: "Oh, that's my aunt's cousin, who drove me to my aunt's for dinner."

"Really?" Sister Zhou stared at Huang Yanling suspiciously, and when she saw her face flushed, she already understood a little bit.

He said unhurriedly: "You are a good boy. I still don't understand some things. My eldest sister is a bit older than you. Let me remind you. There are some men in the society who are not reliable at all. When chasing you, they smeared their lips. Like honey, if he chases you, you just wait to be a yellow-faced woman with him! Marry a man, marry a man, dress and eat, don't just listen to what a man says, but see what he can do."

As she said that, Sister Zhou remembered her experience, and said with a wry smile: "Just like me, when I was young, I was also a flower in the alley. Your brother-in-law was waiting at the entrance of the alley in the early morning to chase me. Then he accompanied me to get off work. I thought that I had met someone who loved me, so I dismissed a small cadre in a timber factory and married him who had no serious job.

The results of it!After getting married, your brother-in-law can't earn any money, and there is an old woman and grandmother in the family, and the whole family depends on my work expenses.

Look, big sister, I am only 35 years old this year, and I look like a 50-year-old.

As for your brother-in-law, the former vows of eternal love have also turned into filial piety. These days are really tiring.

Sister Zhou's words touched Huang Yanling's heart.

The reason why she didn't want to admit her relationship with BangGiao was because she was dissatisfied with BangGiao.

Huang Yanling's family, when she was young, because of her grandmother's poor status, she was often wronged, and her life was quite difficult.

Often there is no next meal after eating. Huang Yanling didn't buy her first new clothes until she went to technical secondary school.

Huang Yanling, who grew up in suffering, is also more mature than ordinary girls.

Although Bang Geng behaved very well, like a caring boyfriend, but Huang Yanling often felt that this person was a bit cold from the unintentional expression of Bang Geng.

This kind of coldness is not like what a normal person should have.

More importantly, the family conditions of the stick are not good. He plays movies with his uncle, has no serious job, and has an old mother and grandmother at home.

...

Therefore, when Bang Geng was bragging about how rich his family was, Huang Yanling took the opportunity to open his mouth and asked for a large sum of gifts.

She just wanted to let the stick get out of trouble.

Thinking of seeing the stick again later, Huang Yanling was already a little worried.

At this moment, the workshop director of the textile workshop came in. She clapped her hands and said loudly: "Comrades, please stop for a moment, I have an important announcement."

After the hustle and bustle quieted down a lot, the workshop director continued with puzzled eyes: "Our textile factory has a big customer, a TV factory in the northwest, and they hope that our textile factory can help the workers in the TV factory to design A brand new set of work clothes.

Anyone of you who knows how to design, hurry up and sign up with me.

The factory director said that if anyone's design draft is affirmed by the customer, he will be rewarded with ten yuan and five catties of meat tickets. "

As soon as these words came out, the weavers' eyes lit up and they began to discuss.

"Ten yuan, half a month's salary, and five catties of meat tickets, tsk tsk, why is the stingy factory manager so generous this time?"

".I really want meat tickets, but what is design?"

"Is the design just archery? My hometown is in the Northeast. I learned archery from my grandfather when I was young."

"What about archery, design is to cut clothes to look good."

"Do clothes still use design? Don't they all look the same?"

Listening to the discussion of the textile workers, the workshop director pinched his brows speechlessly, what is it all about.

Originally, she thought that there would be a capable person in the workshop who could help the factory solve this difficulty, so she would be honored as the workshop director.

Now it seems hopeless.

Just as the workshop director turned around to report to the deputy director, a weak voice came from behind him.

"Well, I once studied design, maybe it's okay?"

To the workshop director at this time, this voice was like the sound of nature.

She turned her head to look at Huang Yanling, and said eagerly, "That's amazing! By the way, I forgot about you as a talented student. Let's go and follow me to see the deputy factory director."

The situation in other workshops is similar to that of textile workshops. Most of the workers in the workshops are primary school graduates, and they don't even know what design is.

As the only candidate, Huang Yanling successfully stood out.

The deputy factory director took her outside the factory director's office, and said solemnly: "Comrade Huang Yanling, your task this time is related to whether our textile factory can get an order of [-] sets of tooling, and the TV factory is a well-known nationwide factory. Fuyu Factory, as long as this order is finalized, we will definitely get a steady stream of orders in the future."

Huang Yanling has also heard of the name of the Lanhua TV Factory. It is said that this factory is located in a remote area, and the workers can get fifteen months of wages every year.

Every year, the higher-ups allocate a large amount of meat to the Lanhua TV Factory.

If any young man works in the Lanhua TV Factory, he will definitely not have to worry about finding a wife in the future.

"Who came to our factory to order clothes this time?" Huang Yanling asked curiously.

"Director Liu, the famous Factory Director Liu, the one who was featured in the newspaper."

...

Hearing this, Huang Yanling became even more nervous. She took several deep breaths to suppress her beating heart.

Pushing open the door, I saw the always serious factory manager talking to a tall man with a smile on his face.

The man faced the factory manager, occasionally just smiled faintly, which made the factory manager so happy that he couldn't close his mouth.

In this case, Huang Yanling's first impression of Wang Weidong was that he was awesome.

You must know that the factory manager is a bad-faced Baogong with a very bad temper. During the general meeting, he trains those middle-level leaders like grandsons.

Now facing Wang Weidong, he is like a little secretary.

She timidly followed the deputy factory manager into the office, kept peeking at Wang Weidong, and couldn't even hear what the deputy factory manager said.

When the deputy factory manager left the office, the factory manager stared at her and asked, "Comrade Huang Yanling? Are you okay?"

"Ah? It's okay, it's okay"

Only then did Huang Yanling realize her gaffe, her little face blushed immediately.

Wang Weidong was also looking at Huang Yanling at this time.

Of course, Huang Yanling was indeed beautiful. Although she was wearing a large blue and black overalls, she could vaguely see a small waist, fair skin, a straight nose, and big eyes, like stars in the sky.

More importantly, she simply combed a ponytail on the back of her head, shaking it occasionally, which added a bit of youthful vitality unique to girls.

Wang Weidong couldn't help comparing her with Guan Tingting. If Guan Tingting, who is full of intellectual beauty, is a book, then Huang Yanling, who is full of youthful beauty, is a flower waiting to be released.

What caught Wang Weidong's attention was not Huang Yanling's beauty, but her name.

Wang Weidong vaguely remembered that Huang Yanling's girlfriend in the original book was called Huang Yanling, and he said in his heart: can't it be such a coincidence?

The two people in the office had different thoughts, and the atmosphere became delicate in an instant.

The factory director was a little confused, looked at Wang Weidong, and said with a smile: "Director Liu, Comrade Huang Yanling, is the chief designer of our factory. You just need to tell her what your factory needs, and she will definitely make sure you are satisfied." .”

In order to get the order, the factory manager also worked hard, but Huang Yanling was a little guilty, her eyes flickered, and she lowered her head to stare at the toe of the shoe.

Wang Weidong knew it in his heart, but he didn't want to expose it: "Comrade Huang, this time I will trouble you."

"I, I will definitely try my best."

It was already evening, and it seemed unrealistic to start work immediately, so Director Gong invited the two of them to the guest house of the textile factory for a small meal.

This was the first time Huang Yanling came to this kind of occasion. The snow-white walls, the smooth terrazzo on the ground, the blue sanitary skirts on the walls, and the sumptuous meals on the table all made her feel as if she had come to another world.

A plate of pork knuckles is more meat than her family eats during Chinese New Year.

And that plate of prawns, she had never seen such a big prawns, all of them were as thick and long as her fingers.

Not to mention the Moutai on the table.

She only saw it on the counter of a department store, and it cost six yuan a bottle, which ordinary people couldn't afford.

And waiters in white uniforms, chefs in white chef hats.

...

The surrounding atmosphere made Huang Yanling feel uncomfortable. She took her hand out of her trouser pocket, and then inserted it again, as if she couldn't find a place to put it.

Wang Weidong saw this scene, and said with a warm smile: "Comrade Xiao Huang, come and sit here."

"Ah? Okay." Huang Yanling breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly sat beside Wang Weidong.

Wang Weidong picked up a quickie, helped her pick up a large piece of meat, and put it on the plate in front of her: "Come on, come on, eat some meat, eat more, we can work mentally later."

Wang Weidong's kind attitude warmed Huang Yanling's heart. Without Wang Weidong, she really didn't know how to eat this meal.

She was eating glutinous meat, sneaking glances at Wang Weidong from time to time, and couldn't help comparing Wang Weidong with a stick.

Just a simple comparison, the stick is completely defeated.

Wang Weidong is the director of the Lanhua TV Factory, a big leader who leads thousands of workers.And he is educated, and his speech and demeanor reveal extraordinaryness.

As for the stick, he is just a temporary worker, and his mouth is always dirty.

There is no way to compare the two at all.

Although Wang Weidong is a bit older, so what, older men will hurt others.

Unknowingly, Huang Yanling didn't realize that she was thinking carefully.

Although Wang Weidong felt that Huang Yanling's face was getting redder and redder, like a red apple, but he didn't think much about it, he thought the little girl was shy!

After finishing the meal, Huang Yanling accidentally burped, and quickly covered her small mouth in embarrassment.

Wang Weidong took the towel from the waiter and handed it to her: "Come on, wipe it off. If you're full, working right away is bad for your health. Let's walk around the factory."

Looking at the snow-white towel, Huang Yanling was stunned for a moment. Such a new towel is also used to wipe her mouth?
She still looked like the scholar Wang Weidong, and wiped the corners of her mouth lightly twice. The delicate feeling brought by the towel touching the skin made her squint her eyes comfortably.

When the three of them left the guest house, Wang Weidong looked up at the moon in the sky, and seemed to think of something, then turned to look at Director Gong: "Old Gong, our factory needs this batch of tooling urgently, and the design drawings must be brought out as soon as possible." , Comrade Xiao Huang may need to work overtime at night, you can make arrangements and find the two best rooms in the guest house."

"Sure, I'll do it right away!" Director Gong turned and went back to the guest house.

Wang Weidong looked up at Huang Yanling: "Comrade Xiao Huang, you are familiar with the textile factory, so you can lead the way. Let's exercise for a while, and then come back to work."

Huang Yanling's heart skipped a beat, and she whispered, "There is a small road behind the factory, and the scenery there is beautiful."

The so-called beautiful scenery, in fact, means that there are trees all over the path. At this time, the workers in the factory are off work, and it is very quiet, only the chirping of insects can be heard.

Wang Weidong and Huang Yanling walked side by side along the path.

"Comrade Xiao Huang, I think you seem to be somewhat educated. Why do you come to work as a worker in a textile factory?"

"Ah, you, how do you know I'm not a designer?"

"Heh, if Lao Gong can fool others, can he still fool me? Look at your hands, a pair of hands that should have been delicate, but the tiger's mouth of the thumb is now covered with calluses."

"Director Liu, you have observed carefully. I am a technical secondary school student. When I graduated, my mother happened to be sick."

Perhaps it was Wang Weidong's kind attitude that made Huang Yanling feel respected. Unknowingly, she told this man who had only known each other for less than a day.

After Wang Weidong listened, he nodded: "You are a filial girl who can sacrifice herself for your mother. But you are knowledgeable and cultured. It is a pity to be a spinning worker."

Huang Yanling smiled wryly: "Then what can I do? Now my mother is in good health, and my younger brother has grown up and can take care of the family. Unfortunately, I have no chance."

Siheyuan: Start with a Truck Driver