MTL - There is Room For Abandoned Women In the 1980s-Chapter 9 Are you late?

Chapter 9 Is it late?

When Zheng Xinyue looked at the man, he was also looking at her. He sat there quietly, with an aura of calmness and authority. Zheng Xinyue awkwardly looked away and stopped looking at him before the invisible pressure disappeared. .

 “The leopard is here, come in and sit down.”

The director is a man in his forties, with a Chinese character face, slightly dark skin, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and an upright face. When he saw Zheng Chengbao, he was very enthusiastic. He stood up from behind the desk and greeted him with a loud smile.

 “Uncle Gu.”

Zheng Chengbao shouted in a decent manner, which was considered very polite to him.

“Brother is here too, please sit down.”

Director Gu saw Zheng Dakui following him into the room, so he hurriedly went over to shake hands with him and enthusiastically offered to sit on the sofa.

 The man sitting on the sofa stood up at the right time and gave up his seat to Zheng Dakui.

Zheng Xinyue then realized that this man was very tall. Her third brother was already very tall. He was even two centimeters taller than his third brother. He was estimated to be over 1.85 meters tall, which was a full head and a half taller than herself.

Standing there quietly, it feels like a green pine, standing straight and proud.

There was only half a meter between the two of them, and Zheng Xinyue could smell the faint smell of tobacco and the strong smell of male hormones on his body. This feeling made her very uncomfortable, and she walked silently to her mother's side.

In the past life and modern times, she was a homebody who liked to stay at home, read novels and play games, and occasionally go for a walk. She had no boyfriend or female best friends, but only good buddies in the game, whom she had never met. noodle.

As soon as she moved towards her, the man's gaze followed her. His dark eyes were as calm as the endless sea, and it was impossible to see through his thoughts.

Zheng Xinyue hurriedly lowered her head, her heart beating wildly. When she was reading a book in her previous life, the type of man she liked was domineering, indifferent, informal and smiling, and smoked in style.

This man seems to be the tyrant from the book. His aura, height, and the invisible pressure he gives people when he looks at people are all very similar to the authors' descriptions of the tyrant.

  Unfortunately, this was the late 1970s, and it was impossible for a boss to exist, so she overthought and tried her best to ignore his strong presence. Zheng Xinyue always kept her head lowered and stopped looking at him.

“Brother, Chengbao, I have good news that I wanted to tell you! I didn’t expect you to come.”

Director Gu warmly greeted Zheng Dakui and Zheng Chengbao to sit down, took out Daqianmen cigarettes from his pocket, took out two and handed them over, and told them the good news with a smile on his face.

 “What happy event?”

Zheng Dakui took the cigarette and thanked him. Hearing Director Gu's words, his heart suddenly sank.

“Your son-in-law has been working in the factory for half a year, and he has the quota of becoming a full-time employee, so I gave it to him.”

Director Gu replied with a smile, waiting to see Zheng Dakui's surprise. This is a good thing!

"ah?"

 “Has it been announced?”

Zheng Dakui asked urgently, his thick eyebrows furrowed involuntarily. Is it still too late?

"The list has just been compiled. The leaders of the factory have met and they all have no opinions. Don't worry! One of the targets must belong to your son-in-law. The list will be announced in the broadcast room right away. You can hear it while sitting down."

Director Gu did not think elsewhere, thinking that Zheng Dakui was afraid that things would not work out, so he waved his hand and gave him reassurance with a smile on his face.

“Uncle Gu, you can’t give it to that bastard, absolutely not.”

Before Zheng Dakui could speak, Zheng Chengbao immediately jumped up and shouted with a deafening voice, his eyes widened.

 “Yes, we can’t let him become a regular employee.”

Gao Guilan stood up excitedly, waving her arms and shouting.

 What are you doing here? Don’t you just want Zhang Hongbin to go back to farming?

 (End of this chapter)