Siheyuan starts from the death of Shazhu

Chapter 282 Sex lures a lonely person

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 through 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.

However, he was caught back by the workers and continued to make things difficult. Either they 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 workstation.

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 unsatisfactory.

It's hard to find fault with the eggs.

Among the steel rolling mill workers.

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.

"You haven't eaten yet? Why don't you go get some food?"

fart.

That is a hypocrite who always pays attention to being prepared when doing things.

Many people took them, including those from the security department.

I have lived such a miserable life.

This guy prepared the meal.

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.

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.

It's not like I'm nitpicking.

Qin Huairu's eyes wandered among everyone.

Qin Huairu's sun never fails.

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 Dayui finally took out some air.

"Then go get some food quickly."

But you also have to eat.

I gave up the thought I shouldn’t have in an instant.

All kinds of embarrassments.

Look at the current situation.

Dragging his tired body, he walked towards the canteen.

I wandered around for a long time.

He saw Qin Huairu's thoughts.

Doing Guo Dapizi's work with his eyes.

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 extra money 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 is really desperate. 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 now.

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.

Does Mr. Guo know?

He was about to push the lunch box in his hand in front of Qin Huairu.

once Upon a time.

They all regarded Qin Huairu as the God of Plague and avoided it.

But there was no way to help him. Even though Guo Dabo was just an ordinary person, even if he was not an ordinary person, he would not dare to transfer Qin Huairu to his subordinates without authorization.

Because Qin Huairu has no skills at all.

What is the difference between asking in this way and asking in vain?

Didn't you see the empty lunch box in my hand?

The spittle from his co-workers could drown him.

Just a piece of stinking shit.

Feeling weak.

A famous drag player.

Get up and walk towards the team.

The quality of life has plummeted.

No wonder no workshop wants Qin Huairu.

"Comrade, bring me some stir-fried potato slices with cabbage, a white-flour steamed bun, and a steamed bun."

I saw that people ignored me, and there was a fact that the queue was quite long.

pity.

I felt a subconscious joy in my heart.

She can only rely on herself.

Qin Huairu rolled her eyes at Guo Dabo.

His hand has reached into his pocket, where there are meal tickets and money.

Qin Huairu was not the only one who brought meals from the canteen.

I'm hungry for meat.

Qin Huairu walked up to Guo Dayao, found a place to sit, and sat opposite Guo Dayai.

Guo Dazi can't be good.

Whoever gets involved will be unlucky.

Who is Yi Zhonghai?

Saliva was swirling in the mouth.

Don’t I know how to cook?

If I had money, I would sit in front of you.

Qin Huairu spent her whole life under the scrutiny of her co-workers. She once felt like her days were like years, and her body seemed to no longer be her own.

This nonsense reached the tigress's ears.

Guo Dapizi is a good choice.

"Nothing like that."

Qin Huairu was stunned.

Make a meal.

Guo Dabozi is also a pervert. It was him 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,

They donated their meal tickets one after another, but there was no concrete benefit, so they just held hands.

So there must be some unknown secret here.

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.

Regarding this.

He applied an emergency brake.

One morning.

When he thought about Yi Zhonghai going against Qin Huairu's wishes because of Qin Huairu's death, Guo Dabao wanted to say loudly, you are fucking farting.

He heard about Qin Huairu's incident in the ninth workshop.

"Qin Huairu, have you eaten?"

I can only express sympathy.

From the day she started working in the factory, the lunch box in her hand has never been empty. If she really had eaten, she wouldn't have sat in front of Guo Dabo and got close to her eagerly.

It was also revealed that the Jia family is the richest man in the courtyard.

It must be because I'm hungry.

Yi Zhonghai is dead.

You still have to be cautious.

Holding back his anger.

If you really want to transfer here.

Qin Huairu has not eaten meat or white-flour steamed buns for two months.

Thieves never leave empty-handed.

Give me money, give me meal tickets.

It is impossible to go against Qin Huairu's wishes.

Guo Dapizi, who was lowering his head to eat, felt that a figure suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. He looked closely and found that it was Qin Huairu, a famous and pretty widow from the steel rolling mill.

Strictly speaking.

Guo Da Paizi 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.

He smiled at Guo Dapai.

I walked to the canteen's meal window and looked at the few leftovers inside, and I couldn't help but lick my lips.

This is the root knot.

Looking for someone to take advantage of.

I really thought that Mr. Guo could go out of his way.

If it weren't for seeing the workers in the ninth workshop looking at Qin Huairu with expressions of anger, Qin Huairu would have to open her mouth to Guo Dabo to say anything.

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 are also placed on the lid of the lunch box.

"Comrade, two meal tickets, meal money..."

(End of chapter)