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

If one can just give the order to start the assembly line, then he must have a lot of ideas in mind.

A few old smokers held their lighters and pressed the button for a while.

He made sure over and over again that he could create a fire every time, as if he had made some kind of determination.

Several people looked at each other and began to cooperate with Fu Jingyou's arrangements, shouting at everyone not to panic and to follow the factory director's instructions, which would definitely not go wrong.

Foreign lighters may not always light a fire!

If their factory can produce such good lighters, they will definitely be close to winning the advanced award!
……

The factory's original production line will continue to be maintained.

For the newly opened production line, only some people can be selected from the old employees and trained to work there first.

Dandan, who came from Chen Xiangdong, is currently working as a laborer doing simple chores in the factory.

Fu Jingyou drew up the operating procedures and included him as a pioneer on the new production line.

Time slowly passed into September. The children at home returned to school after their holidays, and Fu Jingyou was busy at the machinery factory in an orderly manner.

In about the same time, Lu Miao also found several suitable materials.

However, due to the advice of several experienced people she met, she fell into a new dilemma.

What she actually likes is plain material.

But purple is noble, Chinese red is more representative, and there is also the very distinctive blue and white porcelain color scheme, and so on.

An old-timer suggested this to her.

Another senior suggested her that.

The satin material is smooth and has excellent color.

She felt it with her hands, saw it with her eyes, and heard it with her ears, and felt that it was all good and right.

After all the trouble, I'm a little undecided.

Unable to make up his mind, Lu Miao stood up with a few pieces of sample cloth and said:
"How about this, I'll go back and think about it. If I come up with an idea in the next two days, I'll come over again."

"Sure, sure. Actually, you can choose any one of them. You can wear it, right? You have a gentle temperament and a good figure. As long as the clothes are made to fit you, you can wear them to your fullest."

Lu Miao walked through a patch of loofah vines, stopped at the gate of the yard and said with a smile:

"The main thing is that these fabrics are so good, it's really hard to choose. I'll think about it when I get home. You don't have to stay and send them off."

The old master was amused by her sweet words. He laughed and raised his chin, motioning her to go.

Clothes are just external possessions, anyone who wants to wear them can wear them.

But the effect of wearing it varies from person to person.

The New China is like a pearl covered in dust, having been blocked for too long.

Now, a person has finally appeared who may be able to remove this layer of dust and show its original splendor, solemnity and beauty.

How can one not be looking forward to this?
The old master stood at the gate of the courtyard, watching the slender figure turn out of the alley, and couldn't help but smile with emotion.

He immediately shook his head, locked the gate, walked through the lush and dense loofah vines, and went back to the inner room.

……

Clip a few pieces of fabric samples into the black leather-covered notebook you carry with you.

Lu Miao glanced at his watch.

It was almost time to get off work in the afternoon, so she could go straight home.

However, as the time for Libya's visit to China was getting closer, and she was afraid that there would be some temporary work arrangements, she decided to go back to the British News Agency first.

It's also a coincidence.

At about the same time, Yu Hong received instructions. As Lu Miao had been on frequent business trips recently, Yu Hong was planning to take a car to her home to visit her.

She just happened to come back from outside.

However, before the two met, Lu Miao met Min Qiaoqiao when he entered the hall.

It's also a very strange thing.

Min Qiaoqiao didn't look at anyone straight in the eye. When she saw Lu Miao coming back with a bag, she stepped forward and said something in a very sarcastic and provocative tone:

"I didn't expect Director Lu to have such a hobby."

That's right to say...

Lu Miao was puzzled and confused. If Min Qiaoqiao hadn't run away quickly, she would have really asked her what she meant.

Seeing the person walking away, Lu Miao frowned slightly, withdrew his gaze, and simply didn't bother to pay attention.

She continued to walk inside and just happened to meet Yu Hong walking towards her.

Yu Hong withdrew her gaze from Min Qiaoqiao's back in the aisle, and then called out "Senior" to Lu Miao.

Obviously he saw what happened just now.

Lu Miao nodded, took her inside, and asked what was going on.

Yu Hong hesitated for a long time before glancing at the hairband on her head and said:

"It should be about the hairband... She has been very generous recently and gave a lot of gifts to all her colleagues."

Lu Miao was stunned for a moment and turned his head to look.

Can't you?
In the corridor on the left side of the hall, Min Qiaoqiao was talking to someone with her back to them.

Aren’t the ones used to tie a high ponytail the same as the ones on her head, both of which are exquisite headbands with a matcha base and cream-yellow lace?
This guy has a "habit"...

What's the matter? Are you implying that you should learn from her or imitate her dressing style or something?
It is rare to find a second store selling the same style of headband in northern Beijing.

Most of what she uses now were bought from "A Rose".

What is the surname of “Rose”?
Mr. Lu, thank you.

Lu Miao shook his head.

To put it nicely, she really thought Min Qiaoqiao was cutely childish and had no idea what she was thinking.

She stepped onto the stairs and continued upstairs.

Yu Hong stopped at the bottom of the stairs:

"senior……"

"Ok?"

Lu Miao looked back at her.

She scratched her head and said, "The minister told me something and asked me to tell you..."

Lu Miao nodded and continued walking up the stairs:

"Got it, let's talk about it when we get upstairs."

“Go up…?”

Yu Hong was stunned for a moment, then she said "Hey" and smiled brightly, and quickly followed her with joy.

It is already September and there is not much time left before the Libyan side enters the country.

To be on the safe side, the above means to hurry up and all participants need to go through the process again to review the order.

Lu Miao was multitasking, sitting at his desk with his notebook open and drawing something.

After Yu Hong finished speaking, she nodded and said:

"understood."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Miao tore off the page he had just written and drawn, and handed it to Yu Hong while pressing it against the edge of the table.

"Go to this address tomorrow and ask the master craftsman there if you want white satin. Ask him if there is anyone there who can make this kind of pattern, either printing or embroidery. I want a light ink-colored texture."

"it is good."

Yu Hong took the paper and looked down at it.

Lu Miao flipped through her handbag and said:

"This material is about twenty-five dollars a foot. I need six feet. I didn't bring enough money today. You can go to the drawer over here tomorrow morning to get it."

"Okay...but this is so expensive?!"

"Good things are not cheap."

"Yes, but Senior, it doesn't take that much fabric to make a set of clothes! This is really too expensive..."

This one foot of cloth costs twenty-five dollars, not two dollars and fifty cents!
And the first thing he said was six feet. How much would that cost?
One hundred and fifty dollars!

Oh my God!

Yu Hong held her face with both hands, not daring to think about it. (End of this chapter)