"There are no job vacancies in the security department."
Saying this, Lin Chengyuan couldn’t suppress the smile on his lips, his eyes quickly swept over Shen Que’s leg and then retracted.
Shen Que understood Lin Chengyuan’s desire to feel superior yet fearful of his fists.
"Does it not hurt anymore?"
These three words made the smile on Lin Chengyuan’s lips disappear in an instant.
Shen Que knowingly looked away, while Lin Chengyuan hesitated to move in.
"I found it!"
Chen Dayong came out from the break room, holding a receipt for a radio.
"Lin Chengyuan? What are you standing here for?"
Lin Chengyuan didn’t know that Chen Dayong and Shen Que were acquainted.
Afraid Shen Que would speak badly of him, he immediately said, "I’m neighbors with Shen Que."
Chen Dayong made a sound, looking at Shen Que.
Shen Que bluntly said, "Not on good terms."
Lin Chengyuan felt both embarrassed and annoyed, yet dared not retort.
Chen Dayong chuckled and said,
"You can go in."
Embarrassed, Lin Chengyuan quickened his steps and went in.
Chen Dayong’s goodwill towards Lin Chengyuan diminished after trying to thank Jiang Cheng.
Added with Shen Que’s words, he completely put Lin Chengyuan on the list of those he wouldn’t associate with.
Shen Que took the receipt from Chen Dayong’s hands.
"Thanks. These receipts can be used to return favors."
"If there’s nothing else, let’s hang out another day."
As Shen Que was leaving, Chen Dayong didn’t insist on keeping him.
After sending Shen Que off, Chen Dayong glanced inside the room, catching a glimpse of someone.
He didn’t need to guess to know it was Lin Chengyuan.
Afraid Shen Que might speak ill of him behind his back.
Chen Dayong found it amusing.
Lin Chengyuan is narrow-minded, ambitious, calculating the value of every relationship.
Thinking everyone is the same as him.
Pathetic.
*
With the receipt in hand, Shen Que wasted no time heading to the department store again.
Buying a radio, a red scarf, and some face cream.
As he passed the pastry counter, Shen Que also bought some Taotou and cookies, carrying them all out of the store.
At the same time, Jiang Cheng, working at the mechanical factory, was in a great mood.
At noon, Li Chunxiang invited Jiang Cheng to have lunch together.
Sitting down with their lunch boxes, Li Chunxiang kept staring at Jiang Cheng.
"Noticing I’ve gotten prettier again?"
Jiang Cheng raised his eyebrows and asked, while Li Chunxiang honestly shook her head.
"Can’t put my finger on it, just feel like there’s something different about you today... Oh, your eyes keep smiling!"
Eyes keep smiling?
Upon hearing this, Jiang Cheng nodded affirmatively.
"Something good happened today, I’m really glad."
"What is it?"
Li Chunxiang leaned in curiously, but Jiang Cheng pushed her head away and said, "You’ll know when you see it yourself."
Li Chunxiang grew even more puzzled.
Something she could see?
Unable to figure it out, Li Chunxiang simply gave up and focused on eating.
Eating naturally led to chatting, and soon the conversation turned to the factory director.
"Have you heard, Jiang Cheng? They’re appointing a new factory director tomorrow, wonder who it will be."
"Would it affect you who becomes the director?"
Li Chunxiang shook her head.
"No."
"Then just enjoy your meal in peace."
Jiang Cheng shared a piece of braised pork with Li Chunxiang, who immediately dropped the topic.
Eating meat is more practical!
Knowing the outcome, Jiang Cheng kept silent, Shen Que didn’t need his help.
The afternoon ended in a busy manner, Jiang Cheng clocked off at five, exiting the factory with Li Chunxiang.
Li Chunxiang kept chattering in Jiang Cheng’s ear, but Jiang Cheng suddenly stopped, still smiling.
The smile was even more beautiful than during the day!
Li Chunxiang’s gossip antenna finally started working, following Jiang Cheng’s gaze.
A tall guy over six feet, crew cut, white shirt, black pants, black leather shoes, pushing a two-eight bicycle.
Hold on?


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