The workshop director's words seemed to be urging the workers to help Qin Huairu improve his skills, but in fact he was trying to force Qin Huairu to leave by using the hands of the workers.
This way.
Qin Huairu's life became increasingly difficult.
Wherever you go.
They were all co-workers who made fun of her.
Want to hide out.
But he was caught back by the workers and continued to make things difficult. Either he said that Qin Huairu was lazy or that Qin Huairu was a dead pig and was not afraid of boiling water. They told Qin Huairu to leave quickly.
Stay at your station.
The workers ignored Qin Huairu, but they would criticize Qin Huairu's skills afterwards. This part was not processed properly, that part was damaged, and even the polished finish was criticized over and over again by the workers. Once again, either the burrs here have not been polished off, or the smoothness of that piece is still a bit substandard.
It's hard to find fault with the eggs.
All kinds of embarrassment.
Strictly speaking.
It's not like I'm nit-picking.
Because Qin Huairu has no skills at all.
For workpieces with a requirement of plus or minus 0.10mm, the error of the data she processes is usually around plus or minus 0.15mm. This is how the scrap rate of workshop nine has increased.
No wonder no workshop wants Qin Huairu.
This is the root knot.
One morning.
Qin Huairu spent her whole life being watched by her co-workers. She once felt like her days were like years, and her body seemed to be no longer her own.
Feeling weak.
But you also have to eat.
Dragging his tired body, he walked towards the canteen.
It must be because I'm hungry.
When Qin Huairu walked to the door, a meaty smell flew into her nose. She looked in the direction of the smell and saw Guo Dapizi stuffing a piece of fat pork into his mouth.
Drool was swirling in his mouth.
Greedy for meat.
once Upon a time.
Lived such a miserable life.
Although she became a widow, because of Yi Zhonghai's help and support, Qin Huairu basically had one meal of meat dishes every three days and one meal of white flour steamed buns every two days, and her life was quite comfortable.
Yi Zhonghai is dead.
It was also revealed that the Jia family was the richest man in the courtyard.
The quality of life has plummeted.
Qin Huairu has not eaten meat or white-flour steamed buns for two months.
Do you want some luxury?
Her luxury is different from what others expected. Instead of spending her own money to buy meat dishes or white-flour steamed buns, she finds someone who has ideas for her and has some money left to help Qin Huairu pay for lunch. In the past three years, Qin Huairu has been making a living like this for most of the time. As long as someone helps her pay the bills, she will die. She has to order two dishes and several white flour buns at one time. If she can't eat them herself, she can still take them home.
Qin Huairu was not the only one who brought meals from the canteen.
Many people took them, including those from the security department.
Qin Huairu's eyes wandered among the people.
Looking for someone to take advantage of.
Guo Dapizi is a good choice.
pity.
This guy prepared the meal.
I wandered around for a long time.
I saw that people ignored me, and there was a fact that the queue was relatively long.
Qin Huairu walked up to Guo Dayao, found a place to sit, and sat opposite Guo Dayai.
Guo Dapizi, who was lowering his head to eat, felt that a figure suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. When he looked closely, he found that it was Qin Huairu, a famous and pretty widow from the steel rolling mill.
I felt a subconscious joy in my heart.
She was about to push the lunch box in front of Qin Huairu.
The moment his hand touched the lunch box, he suddenly thought of the ups and downs in the steel rolling mill, which were either related to Qin Huairu or Qin Huairu was involved.
I gave up the thought I shouldn’t have in an instant.
He heard about Qin Huairu's incident in the ninth workshop.
To this.
I can only express my sympathy.
But there was no way to help. Even though Guo Da Pai was an ordinary person, even if he was not an ordinary person, he would not dare to transfer Qin Huairu to his subordinates without authorization.
A famous drag player.
If you really want to be transferred here.
The spittle from his co-workers could drown him.
Still have to be cautious.
"Qin Huairu, have you eaten?"
Qin Huairu was stunned.
What is the difference between asking this question and asking for nothing?
Didn't you see the empty lunch box in my hand?
The thief never leaves empty-handed.
Qin Huairu's sun never fails.
From the day she started working in the factory, the lunch box in her hand has never been empty. If she had eaten, she wouldn't have sat eagerly in front of Guo Dabo to get close to her.
"None of that."
"Then you go get food quickly."
Qin Huairu rolled her eyes at Guo Dabo.
Make a meal.
Don’t I know how to cook?
If I had money, I would sit in front of you.
Doing Guo Dapizi's work with his eyes.
Give me money, give me meal tickets.
Guo Dabozi is also a pervert. It was he who gave Qin Huairu the nickname of Pretty Widow, and it was also spread from his mouth. Ever since Qin Huairu joined the factory, this guy has had thoughts about Qin Huairu. In the past three years, Meal tickets were donated one after another, but there was no concrete benefit, so they just held hands.
He saw Qin Huairu's thoughts.
His hand had reached his pocket, which contained meal tickets and money.
However, the moment his finger touched the meal ticket, Guo Dabizi felt as if someone had poured cold water on him, and his damn lustful thoughts were immediately frightened away.
Qin Huairu now.
Among steel rolling mill workers.
Just a piece of stinking shit.
Whoever gets involved will be unlucky.
I really thought that Mr. Guo could spare his life.
fart.
When he thought that Yi Zhonghai had gone against Qin Huairu's wishes because of Qin Huairu's death, Guo Dabao wanted to say loudly, you are fucking farting.
Who is Yi Zhonghai?
Does Mr. Guo know?
That is a hypocrite who always pays attention to being prepared when doing things.
It is impossible to go against Qin Huairu's wishes.
So there must be some unknown secret here.
Guo Da Pai Zi has no intention of pursuing secrets. He wants to stay away from Qin Huairu now. In the moment just now, many people have already set their eyes on him.
This nonsense reached the tigress's ears.
Guo Dazhi can't be good.
He applied an emergency brake.
"You haven't eaten yet? Why don't you go get some food?"
Qin Huairu just wanted to say mmp. She saw Guo Dayou reaching into his pocket to take out money, but she didn't expect that Guo Dayou finally took out some air.
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Holding back his anger.
He smiled at Guo Dapai.
He stood up and walked towards the team.
If he hadn't seen the workers in the ninth workshop looking at Qin Huairu with expressions of anger, Qin Huairu would have opened his mouth to Guo Dabozi to say anything.
Look at the current situation.
They all regarded Qin Huairu as the God of Plague and avoided him in fear.
She can only rely on herself.
I walked to the cafeteria's meal window and looked at the few leftovers inside, and I couldn't help but lick my lips.
"Comrade, bring me some stir-fried potato slices with cabbage, a white-flour steamed bun, and a steamed bun."
The lunch box was handed to the other party.
A spoonful of vegetables was poured into her lunch box.
White-flour steamed buns and steamed buns were also placed on the lid of the lunch box.
"Comrade, two meal tickets, meal money..."
