Siheyuan: Start as a truck driver

Huang Yanling's grandmother was a tailor before liberation and was well-known in the capital.

Huang Yanling learned the art of tailoring clothes from her grandmother when she was a child.

In her mind, the most perfect job is to be a teacher who designs clothes.

When she was in technical secondary school, Huang Yanling studied fashion design.

It's a pity that the Fifth Textile Factory is a small factory and there are no positions for designing clothes at all.

Huang Yanling was pulling out her yarn listlessly. Sister Zhou next to her took advantage of her free time and hit her with her elbow: "Hey, Yanling, I heard that you have found a partner."

"Ah? Who told you that? It's nothing. I'm still young and I'm not in a hurry." Huang Yanling was stunned for a moment and quickly shook her head in denial.

Sister Zhou winked and said, "You're still hiding this from me! After get off work the night before yesterday, I saw a young man carrying you on a bicycle."

Huang Yanling didn't expect that Sister Zhou would see Banggeng picking her up, so she could only say: "Hey, that's my aunt's cousin, taking me to my aunt's house for dinner."

"Really?" Sister Zhou stared at Huang Yanling suspiciously. Seeing her face turn red, she already understood something in her heart.

He said unhurriedly: "You are a good boy, but you still don't understand some things. My eldest sister is a few years older than you, so I'll give you a heads up. Some men in today's society are simply unreliable, and they just talk about it when they chase you.

Like honey, if he catches you, just wait to become a yellow-faced woman with him! When you marry a man, dress and eat with him, don't just listen to what a man says, but see what he can do."

As she said that, Sister Zhou remembered her own experience and said with a wry smile: "Just like me, when I was young, I was a flower in the alley. In order to chase me, your brother-in-law would wait at the entrance of the alley in the early morning and at night.

Then he would accompany me to get off work. I thought that I had met someone who loved me, so I turned down a small cadre in a lumber factory and married him, who had no serious job.

The result! After getting married, your brother-in-law can’t make any money, and there is an old woman at home, so the whole family depends on me for work expenses.

Look, eldest sister, I am only thirty-five years old this year, but I look like a fifty-year-old.

As for your brother-in-law, the old vows of friendship have turned into filial piety, and life is really tiring.

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Sister Zhou's words touched Huang Yanling's heart.

The reason why she doesn't want to admit her relationship with Banggeng is that she is dissatisfied with Banggeng.

In Huang Yanling's family, when she was young, she suffered a lot of injustices due to her grandmother's bad background. It can be said that life was quite difficult.

She often had a meal without finishing her meal. Huang Yanling didn’t buy her first new clothes until she went to technical secondary school.

Huang Yanling, who grew up in hardship, is also more mature than ordinary girls.

Although Banggeng behaves very well, like a caring boyfriend, Huang Yanling often feels that this person is a bit cold from the expression that Banggeng shows unintentionally.

This kind of coldness is not what a normal person should have.

What's more important is that Bangge's family conditions are not good. He plays movies with his uncle, has no serious job, and has an old mother and grandmother at home.

So, when Bangge was bragging about how rich her family was, Huang Yanling took the opportunity to open her mouth and asked for a large sum of money as a gift.

She just wanted Banggeng to give up before the difficulties.

Huang Yanling was already a little worried at the thought of having to see Bangge again later.

Just then, the workshop director of the textile workshop came in. She clapped her hands and said loudly: "Comrades, please stop for a moment. I have something important to announce."

After the noise subsided a lot, the workshop director continued with doubtful eyes: "Our textile factory has a big customer, a TV factory in the northwest. They hope that our textile factory can help the workers of the TV factory design

A brand new set of work clothes.

If any of you know how to design it, please come to me and sign up.

The factory director said that whoever’s design draft is approved by the customer will be rewarded with ten yuan and five pounds of meat coupons.”

As soon as these words came out, the weavers' eyes suddenly lit up and they started talking about it.

"Ten yuan, that's half a month's salary, and there's also five pounds of meat coupons, tsk tsk, why is the stingy factory director so generous this time?"

"....I really want meat tickets, but what is design?"

"Is design just about archery? My hometown is in the Northeast, and I learned archery from my grandpa when I was young."

"What about archery? Design is about tailoring clothes to look good."

"Do clothes still need to be designed? Aren't they all the same?"

....

Listening to the discussion of the textile workers, the workshop director pinched his eyebrows speechlessly, wondering what all this was about.

I originally thought that if there was a capable person in the workshop who could help the factory solve this problem, she would be able to take advantage of it as the workshop director.

It seems there is no hope now.

Just when the workshop director turned around to report to the deputy director, a weak voice came from behind.

"Well, I once studied design, maybe that's okay?"

To the workshop director at this time, this sound was like the sound of nature.

She turned her head to look at Huang Yanling and said eagerly: "That's great! By the way, I forgot about you, a top student. Come on, follow me to see the deputy director."

The situation in other workshops is similar to the textile workshop. Most of the workers in the workshop are elementary school graduates and don’t even know what design is.

As the only candidate, Huang Yanling successfully stood out.

The deputy director took her outside the director's office and said seriously: "Comrade Huang Yanling, your task this time is related to whether our textile factory can obtain an order for 8,000 sets of work clothes, and the TV factory is well-known in the country.

Fuyu Factory, as long as we finalize this order, we will definitely be able to get a steady stream of orders in the future."

Huang Yanling has also heard of the name of Orchid TV Factory. It is said that in this factory located in a remote area, workers can get fifteen months' wages every year.

Every year, the superiors also allocate a large amount of meat to the Orchid TV Factory.

If a young man from any company works in the Orchid TV Factory, he will definitely not have to worry about finding a wife in the future.

"Who came to our factory to order clothes this time?" Huang Yanling asked curiously.

"Director Liu, the famous Director Liu, the one who was in the newspapers."

Hearing this, Huang Yanling became even more nervous. She took several deep breaths to suppress her pounding heartbeat.

When he opened the door, he saw the always serious factory manager talking to a tall man with a big smile.

When the man faced the factory director, he would occasionally just smile indifferently, which would make the factory director so happy that he couldn't even close his mouth.

Under such circumstances, Huang Yanling's first impression of Wang Weidong was that he was powerful.

You must know that the factory director is a black-faced boss with a very bad temper. During the meetings on weekdays, he trains the middle-level leaders like grandsons.

Now facing Wang Weidong, he is just like a little secretary.

She timidly followed the deputy director into the office, keeping peeking at Wang Weidong, and she could no longer even hear what the deputy director said.

Until the deputy director left the office, the director stared at her and asked: "Comrade Huang Yanling? Are you okay?"

"Ah? It's okay, it's okay..."

Only then did Huang Yanling realize her gaffe, and her face suddenly turned red with embarrassment.

Wang Weidong was also sizing up Huang Yanling at this time.

Of course, Huang Yanling is indeed beautiful. Although she is wearing a large blue and black overalls, she can vaguely see her small waist, her skin is white, her nose is high, and her eyes are big, like stars in the sky.

What's more important is that she simply combed a ponytail on the back of her head, shaking it occasionally, which added a bit of youthful vitality unique to a girl.

Wang Weidong couldn't help but compare her with Guan Tingting. If Guan Tingting, who is full of intellectual beauty, is a book, then Huang Yanling, who is full of youthful beauty, is a flower waiting to bloom.

What caught Wang Weidong's attention was not Huang Yanling's beauty, but her name.

Wang Weidong vaguely remembered that the girlfriend in the original novel was named Huang Yanling, and he thought to himself: It can't be such a coincidence, right?

The two people in the office had different thoughts, and the atmosphere instantly became subtle.

The factory director was a little confused. He looked at Wang Weidong and said with a smile: "Director Liu, this Comrade Huang Yanling is the chief designer of our factory. As long as you tell her the needs of your factory, she will ensure that you are satisfied."

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In order to get the order, the factory director also worked hard, but Huang Yanling felt a little guilty, her eyes flickered, and she lowered her head to stare at the toes of her shoes.

Wang Weidong knew it, but he didn't want to expose it: "Comrade Huang, I'll help you this time."

"I, I will definitely try my best."

....

It was already evening and it seemed unrealistic to start work right away, so Director Gong invited the two of them to the guest house of the textile factory to have a small meal.

This was Huang Yanling's first time coming to such an occasion. The snow-white walls, the smooth terrazzo on the ground, the blue sanitary skirt on the wall, and the sumptuous meal on the table all made her feel as if she had entered another world.

A plate of pork knuckles is more meat than her whole family eats during the Chinese New Year.

And there was that plate of shrimps. She had never seen such big shrimps before. They were all as thick and long as her fingers.

Not to mention the Moutai on the table.

She had only seen it on the counter of a department store. A bottle cost six yuan, which ordinary people couldn't afford.

There are also waiters wearing white uniforms and chefs wearing white chef hats.

The surrounding atmosphere made Huang Yanling feel uncomfortable. She took her hand out of her trouser pocket and then inserted it again, seemingly unable to find a place to put it.

Wang Weidong looked at this scene and smiled warmly: "Comrade Xiao Huang, come and sit here."

"Ah? Good." Huang Yanling breathed a sigh of relief and quickly sat down next to Wang Weidong.

Wang Weidong picked up Kuai Zi, helped her pick up a large piece of meat, and put it on the plate in front of her: "Come on, come on, eat meat, eat more, we will have the energy to work later."

Wang Weidong's warm attitude made Huang Yanling feel warm in her heart. Without Wang Weidong, she really didn't know how to eat this meal.

She ate the glutinous meat and glanced at Wang Weidong from time to time. She couldn't help comparing Wang Weidong to Bangge.

Just a simple comparison, Banggeng was completely defeated.

Wang Weidong is the director of Lanhua TV Factory. He is a big leader, leading thousands of workers. He is also well-educated, and his speech and behavior reveal extraordinary qualities.

As for Bangge, he is just a temporary worker, and his mouth is always dirty.

There is no way to compare the two.

Although Wang Weidong is a little older, what does that matter? Older men will love others.

Unknowingly, Huang Yanling didn't realize that she was having second thoughts.

Although Wang Weidong felt that Huang Yanling's face was getting redder and redder, like a red apple, he didn't think much about it, thinking that the little girl was shy!

After finishing the meal, Huang Yanling accidentally burped and quickly covered her mouth in embarrassment.

Wang Weidong smoothly took the towel from the waiter and handed it to her: "Here, wipe it off. You are full. Working right away is not good for your health. Let's walk around the factory."

Looking at the snow-white towel, Huang Yanling was stunned for a moment. Such a new towel is also used to wipe the mouth?

Still looking like scholar Wang Weidong, she gently wiped the corners of her mouth twice. The delicate feeling of the towel touching her skin made her so comfortable that she squinted her eyes.

The three of them left the guest house. Wang Weidong looked up at the moon in the sky and seemed to remember something. He turned to look at Director Gong: "Old Gong, our factory needs these work clothes urgently, and the design drawings must be produced as soon as possible.

, Comrade Xiao Huang may need to work overtime at night, please make arrangements and find the two best rooms in the guest house."

"Yes, I'll do it right away!" Director Gong turned around and returned to the guest house.

Wang Weidong raised his head and looked at Huang Yanling: "Comrade Xiao Huang, you are familiar with the textile factory, you can lead the way. Let's exercise for a while and then come back to work."

Huang Yanling's heart was pounding, and she whispered: "There is a small road behind the factory, and the scenery there is beautiful."

The so-called beautiful scenery actually means that there are trees all over the path. At this time, the workers in the factory have gone off work, so it seems extremely quiet, and only the chirping of insects can be heard.

Wang Weidong and Huang Yanling walked side by side along the path.

"Comrade Xiao Huang, I think you seem to have some education. How come you come to work as a worker in a textile factory?"

"Ah, you, how do you know I'm not a designer?"

"Oh, Lao Gong can deceive others, but how can he deceive me? Look at your hands, they should be delicate, but the cleft of your thumb is now covered with calluses."

"...Director Liu, you are so observant. I am a technical secondary school student. When I graduated, my mother happened to be ill..."

Perhaps it was Wang Weidong's warm attitude that made Huang Yanling feel respected. She unknowingly told this man she had only known for less than a day about past events that were rarely told by her peers.

After Wang Weidong listened, he nodded: "You are a filial girl who can sacrifice yourself for your mother. But you are knowledgeable and educated. It is a pity to be a yarn-drawing worker."

Huang Yanling smiled bitterly and said: "Then what can I do? Now my mother is in good health and my brother has grown up and can take care of the family. Unfortunately, I have no chance."