After Transmigrating into a Cannon Fodder Character in the 1980s, I Trash Them All

"Zhu Lin, do you see anything?" she asked suddenly, raising her head.

"See your wound, don't cover it with your hand, be careful of infection..."

So far, Su Hanyan can completely confirm. Indeed, her hands have a healing function and can reduce pain, and the blue light radiating from her palms can only be seen by herself.

Is this a gold finger?

It's just...At present, it seems that this golden finger is not very helpful to her. Maybe...what use it will be in the future is unclear.

"Yeah. I'm going to bandage it, and I'll hand it to you here." Su Hanyan smiled, got up and went to the factory infirmary downstairs to bandage.

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Three days later, Su Dajiang had completely passed the dangerous period and entered a state of recovery.

There were other people there, and Su Hanyan came back to work in peace. She first went to report the cancellation of the leave, and then went back to the office.

As soon as she entered the door, she saw Jiang Kuo and Lin Qingyu getting together, discussing matters around the stove. The fire is booming, and there are a few sweet potatoes roasted on the stove ring. The sweet potatoes are almost ripe and exude a sweet fragrance.

"Oh, Hanyan is back?" Lin Qingyu took the initiative to greet her, "Come on, we are discussing the list of programs!"

"Are you sure?" she asked.

"No, it's not in discussion." Lin Qingyu picked up a piece of sweet potato from the stove and handed it to her, "Try it, it's delicious."

Lin Qingyu's yin and yang are weird on weekdays, and her attitude can't be said to be very good.

I was so enthusiastic today, and I didn't know what medicine was wrong.

Su Hanyan waved his hand: "I have a lot of stomach acid and eat sweet potatoes to burn my heart."

"Then there is no way." Lin Qingyu stuffed the program list in her hand, "Come and see, according to the time we calculated for the New Year's Day party, there are about forty programs that would be the sky! The enthusiasm of the various sub-workshops is very high, and many programs have been posted in the newspapers, and this time has passed. Jiang Kuo and I are discussing how to cross out a few programs!

Su Hanyan glanced roughly and said, "There are indeed a lot. Have you discussed the results?"

"We are hesitating, should we remove the trade union program? Or should we remove the workshop program?" Lin Qingyu asked.

Su Hanyan glanced at the program list. There were three shows in the trade union. One of the three shows was a cantata and two were solo soloists. Of these two soloists, one is a song with accordion accompaniment, and the other is a solo.

When I watched these two programs, it was obvious that there were some overlaps.

It is enough to keep one of the two shows. It is better to keep the dance show of the workers' workshop.

"Then get rid of this." Su Hanyan explained his reasons, and then asked, "What do you think?"

"Listen to you." Lin Qingyu decisively crossed out the program and stood up and said, "I'll go and send the program list to the factory leaders to check it out. After it's finalized, I can notify each workshop to practice."

"I'll go with you." Jiang Kuo immediately got up and went out with Lin Qingyu. When he walked to the door, he said to Su Hanyan, "It's time to change the blackboard today. It's your turn, don't forget!"

It's freezing cold outside, and publishing a blackboard is simply suffering. However, this is her job, and she has to do it.

After she probably planned the content, she began to draw on the layout and write some content to promote safe production and pay close attention to production quality.

This was half a morning, and her legs were sore. Just as she was about to take a break, she saw Qiao Shasha, the female trade union secretary, approaching her aggressively.

"Su Hanyan, what do you mean!"