Back to 70s: To build a career, don’t be a grudge but a group favorite

Han Qiyue snorted coldly and immediately decided to go back and investigate whether the people she planned to recruit had any relationship with other leaders in the factory.

After all, she has so little knowledge that she doesn't even know that there is such a thing as worldliness.

It's still easy for people in their small places, but it's too difficult in big cities.

With cold intentions, Han did not go to the student union or the factory for three days in July.

She went back and forth between the dormitory and the classroom every day, studying, studying and studying without wasting any time.

Others in the dormitory were very worried when they saw Han Qiyue like this.

Others don't know, how could they not know how much effort Han Qiyue has put in for the normal operation of the student union and the smooth start of the school-run factory.

"Qiyue, if you are in a bad mood, just tell us." Ma Anmei was really worried that Han Qiyue would be stimulated into something wrong.

Han Qiyue smiled lightly and said, "I'm fine. Don't worry, I'm fine."

"But how much effort did you put into getting the factory into shape?" Ma Anmei was still worried.

"It's just a few empty houses."

Han Qiyue didn't care. He could only say that those with ulterior motives were too impatient.

Whenever they could wait a moment for the sewing machine to be brought in before starting a fuss, she would fall into a passive position.

But now, the sewing machine has not been installed yet.

"Didn't you order ten sewing machines? That's a lot of money." Ma Anmei said anxiously: "I think those people are shameless. I'm afraid they won't even give you the money for the sewing machines."

"It doesn't matter, the sewing machine is not from the factory yet. It is still sitting in the sewing machine factory. At the worst, I will pick up the goods from the sewing machine factory and sell them without losing money."

Not only will they not lose money, but the price of sewing machines is not low now. It is easy to sell a sewing machine with a price increase of dozens of yuan.

But Han Qiyue had already thought about it. If the school didn't make the decision for herself this time, she would take these sewing machines back. The luggage factory at home still lacked sewing machines.

"You don't plan to give the sewing machine to the school-run factory?"

"Of course I won't give it!"

Ma Anmei felt completely relieved after hearing this.

That was fine. She was really afraid that in July, she would not be able to make any money out of her efforts, and would be burdened with debt.

"Don't worry, I'm not a fool. If things really go wrong, I'll install a sewing machine in our dormitory and we can make our own clothes."

Hu Yuanyuan was very excited after hearing what Han Qiyue said, but Ma Anmei shook her head repeatedly.

"That's not okay. Isn't it a waste to put a sewing machine in our dormitory?"

Now, the individual economy has not yet recovered. In a year or two, there will be people opening their own tailor shops on the streets.

It is not impossible to install a sewing machine in the dormitory and take on private work.

However, it was difficult to say this now, and Han Qiyue just mentioned it briefly and passed away.

Three days later, Han Qiyue came out of the classroom and heard someone looking for her.

"Are you classmate Han Qiyue?"

Han Qiyue was blocked outside the classroom.

The person who came was a middle-aged man in his forties, with a happy face and a shiny forehead, which was visibly greasy to the naked eye.

In this era, people still have a beer belly. Han Qiyue secretly thought that he is a person who has eaten a lot of fat and water.

When he looked at Han Qiyue, he looked arrogant. It was obvious that he looked down on Han Qiyue.

Han Qiyue looked at the person in front of him up and down and took a step back.

"I am Han Qiyue, who are you?"

The person who came here is evil, this is Han Qiyue's only feeling now.

"My name is Zhao Wuming, and I am the director of the school's logistics department."

When the other party spoke, he deliberately emphasized that he was the director of the Logistics Department.

Han Qiyue burst out laughing. How big of an official would he really be to be a director?

A typical position is neither high nor low.

"I wonder what Director Zhao wants from me?" Han Qiyue asked expressionlessly.

Talking nonsense to such people is a waste of time. It is better to go back and read two more pages of the book.

"Han Qiyue, I came to you today to inform you that the garment factory will be handed over to the logistics department for management."

What this person said is so confident that if you don't know, you might think that Han Qiyue is in debt.

Han Qiyue looked at his determined expression and finally couldn't help laughing.

When the other party saw Han Qiyue, he suddenly laughed and looked very unhappy.

"Classmate Han Qiyue, please be more serious. I am now informing you on behalf of the Logistics Department. If you do not hand over the factory in accordance with the notice from the Logistics Department, you will be punished!"

The other party was so angry that he even used threats.

After Han Qiyue had laughed enough, he looked confused and asked:

"Didn't Director Liao from your logistics department come here a few days ago? I thought you had fully taken over."

It has to be said that anyone who sees Han Qiyue's appearance will think that Han Qiyue really thinks so.

Director Zhao almost spit out a mouthful of old blood after hearing Han Qiyue's words.

Do you think this student is a fool?

She didn't hand over anything to them, so how could their logistics department take over everything?

"Classmate Han Qiyue, you haven't handed it over to us yet, how can we take over?"

Although he was reluctant, Director Zhao still said this.

Han Qiyue looked confused and asked: "Director Zhao, isn't the factory just there? I didn't take it with me. You can just take it over yourself. How else do you need to hand it over?"

"Oh, Director Zhao can't find the factory gate and do you need me to take you there?"

Zhao Wuming almost died of anger, what he said!

Did she think he hadn't been there?

Of course he had gone to see the so-called factory. There were only houses that didn't look very good. They were empty and had just a few broken tables. What did he want with those houses?

"Classmate Han Qiyue, don't pretend to be stupid. Why is there nothing in the factory?" The other party looked serious, as if Han Qiyue had embezzled public property.

Han Qiyue glanced at him sideways, staring at Zhao Wuming as if he was looking at a fool.

At this time, many students were already surrounding.

These students had just finished class and did not expect to see such a big show, so of course they couldn't miss it.

When they heard Director Zhao say that there was nothing in the factory, everyone looked at Han Qiyue.

They had all heard about the school's plans to set up a school and a factory.

I heard that they have already started recruiting workers. How could there be nothing?

However, many students murmured that the people in the logistics department were unreasonable.

Han Qiyue was in charge of the school-run factory from the very beginning, and everything seemed smooth, and they came to pick peaches.

If you have the ability, the Logistics Office can set up a school-run factory by itself, and no one will stop you!

However, because of Zhao Wuming's identity, few of them dared to say these words. At most, they just whispered.