A soft-waisted educated youth has sex with a loyal dog and a rough guy in the 1960s

Chapter 871: Fairy

The asset income of fixed projects is also fixed.

If you want to increase revenue, you need to innovate.

If we want to achieve new breakthroughs, create new products and new content in electromechanical and equipment technology, it is not something that can be achieved in a short period of time.

However, the car model machine tools and assembly lines are all ready.

Fu Jingyou thought that maybe he could use the waste materials that had been cut off in the past and melt them down to make some low-cost gadgets.

Exchange or sell it for some money to fill the gap.

Just do it if you think of it.

After occasionally not going home for a while, Fu Jingyou simply rolled up his bedding and brought it to the factory for a period of time.

Food, drink and accommodation are usually provided by the factory.

Lu Miao finished the rehearsal process and took two rare days of rest.

I dealt with matters in the factory yard the day before, and also communicated with Ma Tou about a new batch of goods, so I didn't wait for Fu Jingyou to come home that night.

The next morning, she got up early.

Her long, smooth hair with a satin luster was draped over her shoulders. She wore a red short-sleeved shirt on the upper body and a black mid-length skirt that was below the knees and slightly tight, like a hip skirt.

It is neatly and meticulously arranged.

He put the lunch box that Tang Mei had packed for him and went to the machinery factory.

She has a pretty face and simple clothes. Her white skin, which looks as white as moonlight, makes her look classy and fashionable like an urban beauty.

When you walk down the street, you will get a lot of attention.

After entering the machinery factory, it was even more so when I was among the other factory workers.

Machinery factory, to be honest, this is Lu Miao’s first time here.

After entering the outermost gate, she wandered around the factory campus, having no idea where she was.

Finally, I followed the voices from a distance and went to the cafeteria.

In the morning, the workers eat in the canteen.

I saw a pretty young girl walking towards me with a lunch box.

In the cafeteria, everyone, from men in their thirties and forties to young men in their seventeens, eighteens and early twenties, had no time to eat.

They opened their eyes wide and looked at the person from head to toe.

The machinery factory is not a young girl, but just because of the word "machinery" in it, it is inseparable from motor oil.

Normally at work, everyone's work clothes are always messy, and it's rare to see a girl who can keep them so clean.

Another thing is that even if you are a girl, you have to use some strength to work in a machinery factory.

It’s just like the massage industry in later generations. No matter whether the person on duty is a big brother or a big sister, most of them are of strong build.

The same goes for the girls and sisters-in-law working in the machinery factory.

Lu Miao was already beautiful, and with such a clear contrast, she looked even more beautiful than a fairy.

When the young men saw her approaching, they turned away embarrassedly.

Some of those who are a little older and have not yet started a family have some subtle thoughts in their minds.

There has been a lot of reorganization in the factory recently, and this girl came over with a lunch box. If she wasn’t the daughter of an old employee,

Then he must be some new salesperson hired by the factory.

He is new here and must be unfamiliar with the place!

If you show some performance now, maybe you’ll have a wife in the future!
A brave one stepped forward first:
"Comrade, do you need help?"

Lu Miao just realized that this was the cafeteria and was thinking of taking a look around, maybe she would run into the father of her child.

As a result, she didn't see anyone, but instead someone came up to her.

She was stunned for a moment, but without further delay, she retracted her glance and handed the lunch box forward:
"I'm looking for your Director Fu. I'm here to bring him food."

"Ah? Delivering food? Are you Director Fu...?"

"I am his family member."

"younger sister?"

"No, it's my love."

"..."

The people who approached to try to get close to him were stunned. The tables near the entrance of the cafeteria also fell silent.

The man who approached me looked embarrassed and horrified. He took three steps back and pointed to the south side of the cafeteria.
"You, you go over there, go around the building in front of you, and the fourth floor you see is Director Fu's office!"

Lu Miao glanced at the other person with a puzzled look on his face, but didn't think much about it.

After thanking him politely, she turned around and left with the lunch box.

After she walked away from sight, some noises began to be heard in the cafeteria.

Someone joked:
"Dachui, you're done! If Director Fu knew your treacherous mind, he would definitely smash your head to pieces!"

"Yes, although Director Fu is easy to talk to, his temper was quite scary when he had an argument with the director before."

There was a lot of discussion in the cafeteria.

The hammer mentioned shouted guiltily:
"Don't talk nonsense! What do I think? I, I am acting bravely, please don't accuse me!"

Lu Miao was unaware of the laughter and jokes from others.

She took a lot of turns, looked around as she walked, and finally found the office on the fourth floor with a sign that read "Deputy Director Fu".

The door was closed. She knocked with the lunch box in one hand, but no one answered.

She knocked again, then tilted her head and put her ear closer to hear if there was anyone inside.

Before I could hear anything, a cold and deep voice suddenly came from behind me:

"Who are you looking for?"

Lu Miao shivered and was startled.

Turning around to see who it was, she stamped her feet and said unhappily:

"Who did you say I was looking for?"

Lu Miao almost threw the lunch box in his hand away.

Fu Jingyou was wearing a black work vest, a white towel draped over his shoulders, and holding toothpaste and a toothbrush in his hands.

As soon as I got up, I went to the staff dormitory to wash up.

Who would have thought that I would meet my wife when I got back?

Both of them have been busy recently and haven't seen each other for a while.

Fu Jingyou looked her up and down, taking in his wife's charming appearance and engraving it in his heart.

The corners of his mouth were almost stretched behind his ears with joy.

"When did you buy this dress? It looks nice."

He softened his voice, holding the toothpaste and toothbrush in one hand, and bent over to put his other hand around his wife's legs.

While praising him, he picked the man up with one arm, kicked open the office door and walked inside.

"Hey, what are you doing? What if someone downstairs sees us?!"

"The blue glass of the building here reflects light, and from a distance it looks like one-way glass. Others can't see anything, so don't worry."

He was like an impatient boy. He threw the thing in his hand and pushed the man onto the simple wooden bed in the corner of the office.

His rough palm slid down the hem of his wife's skirt, and stroked up and down her white legs. He even kissed her exaggeratedly from the forehead, nose tip, lip corners to lips.

It pecked at the person dozens of times like a woodpecker, but refused to let go.

Lu Miao's face turned red and her heart beat fast because of his teasing. Her long black hair spread out in a fan shape. Soon her breathing became unstable and even her eyelashes became wet.

"Stop making trouble, it's so uncomfortable..."

"Bed board?"

Fu Jingyou's eyes were deep. He propped up his upper body and pressed the bed board under them.

It is called a bed board, but in fact it is not even a bed board.

It is just two flat wooden boards supported by chairs. They are hard and rough, with sufficient length but a width of barely over 40cm.

None of them is as wide as Fu Jingyou's shoulders.

Usually when he rests here, Fu Jingyou just huddles up there to deal with it.

But he can adapt, she definitely can't.

Lu Miao nodded pitifully.

Fu Jingyou's expression softened. He kissed her lips, put his big hands around her waist and lifted her up.