Chapter Seventy-One: Pouring Tea

Liu Dongmei followed Dong Xiaoyi and entered Deputy Director Zhang's office.

As soon as she entered the office, she frowned - on the sofa in the office, in addition to Deputy Director Zhang, there was another man sitting.

The man, with his oily head meticulously carried behind his back, was wearing a crisp white suit.

Zhuo Yifan.

Liu Dongmei knew him - before, he made a fuss at the door of the workshop several times, and Liu Dongmei had long remembered him.

Even in the hot July, Zhuo Yifan's suit was meticulously buttoned.

Isn't he hot?

Although Liu Dongmei was very nervous, at that moment, such a thought still appeared in her mind.

She clearly saw that Zhuo Yifan's head was covered with fine beads of sweat.

And the air conditioner in Deputy Director Zhang's office could not reduce the beads of sweat on his forehead at all.

Zhuo Yifan calmly took out a handkerchief, wiped his forehead, and then smiled at Liu Dongmei.

"Miss Liu, huh? Have a seat! ”

Liu Dongmei's thick eyebrows suddenly stood up: "Who is Miss called?" You can't speak, huh? ”

Zhuo Yifan was suddenly incoherent by Liu Dongmei's thoughts, and it took him a long time to react: In the hearts of mainlanders, "Miss" is a very serious derogatory term, and it cannot be used to call women at will.

"Liu Xiao...... Sorry, Miss Liu. Zhuo Yifan took a deep breath, controlled his emotions, and squeezed out a smile at Liu Dongmei.

Hold back, you have to use her......

Thinking like this in his heart, he smiled brighter at Liu Dongmei: "Miss Liu ......"

Who knows, as soon as he spoke, he was interrupted by Liu Dongmei.

Liu Dongmei didn't look at him, and directly turned her head to look at Dong Xiaoyi, as well as Deputy Director Zhang.

"What did he call me? What does this mean? It's a bad word, right? ”

Zhuo Yifan almost couldn't get up in one breath and choked himself to death.

What's going on with this woman's brain circuits!

Can you still make people talk well!

He roared wildly in his heart.

At the same time, the muscles in his face twitched.

Deputy Director Zhang coughed: "Comrade Liu Dongmei, Mr. Zhuo is from Xiangjiang, and he may not know much about the language habits of the mainland......

"Then the people of Xiangjiang can't scold people casually!"

"No, Mr. Zhuo didn't mean to scold you, he just ......"

"But he's obviously scolding me!" 'Miss', how ugly! How do people think of me when they hear it! ”

"You sit down first!" Deputy Director Zhang couldn't bear it anymore and yelled at Liu Dongmei.

"Oh."

Liu Dongmei sat down obediently.

Deputy Director Zhang shook his head and squeezed out a smile at Zhuo Yifan: "Mr. Zhuo, you can start talking." ”

"Oh, me, what am I going to say?" Zhuo Yifan was a little confused, and it took a long time to remember what he was going to say.

"I remember." He slapped his head and squeezed out a self-righteous smile at Liu Dongmei.

He adjusted his sitting position: "Willow...... Lady. ”

Liu Dongmei wanted to scold him: The old lady is not so old. But after thinking about it, he didn't say anything, and looked at Zhuo Yifan.

"That's right, I invite you here today, I want to ask you for something." Zhuo Yifan took out an envelope and pushed it from the coffee table to Liu Dongmei.

Liu Dongmei glanced at the envelope, did not take it, but looked at Zhuo Yifan vigilantly: "What do you want me to do?" ”

"What I want you to do...... Very simple. The corners of Zhuo Yifan's mouth hooked, "Aren't you not very close to your workshop director and deputy director?" I would like to ask you, from time to time, to tell me about their movements, as well as the new things that your director Bai Zhan is designing, ......"

"As long as you do this, the money in this envelope is yours. Moreover, there will be such a sum every month. Zhuo Yifan's voice was full of temptation, "How about it, it's very simple, right?" ”

Dong Xiaoyi frowned, but did not speak.

Liu Dongmei blinked, and glanced at Deputy Director Zhang again, and Deputy Director Zhang nodded at her.

"Oh, I see, you mean, let me be a mole?" Liu Dongmei showed an expression of sudden realization.

"Ahem, it's not as ugly as a mole......" Zhuo Yifan coughed lightly, "Anyway, you don't have a good relationship with them, so it's okay, isn't it?" ”

"What Mr. Zhuo said also makes sense......" Liu Dongmei answered, the corners of her mouth hooked into a smile, picked up the tea on the table, and brought it to her lips, "But ......"

"Huh? But? Zhuo Yifan was stunned for a moment, and then he felt a cup of hot tea and splashed his head and face at him.

"Whew!" Liu Dongmei jumped up and threw the teacup in the direction of Deputy Director Zhang.

Smack!

The teacup was torn apart, and Deputy Director Zhang jumped in fright.

"Phew, disgusting! Just like you, give me back as a factory director! I feel disgusted! Liu Dongmei crossed her waist with one hand, and pointed at the embarrassed Zhuo Yifan with the other, and Deputy Director Zhang, "I am Director Bai, and I have a bad relationship with Li Duoduo, so what?" That's when our workshop is closed! ”

"No matter how bad the relationship is, it's also my own business, let me be a traitor? Bah! You are worthy of it! She grabbed the envelope and threw it towards Zhuo Yifan.

Zhuo Yifan's face was full of tea, and he was embarrassed, and he was thrown by Liu Dongmei again, and suddenly let out a piercing scream.

"Liu Dongmei! Do you think so? I am your leader, and Mr. Zhuo is a guest of our factory! Deputy Director Zhang was annoyed and angry.

"Deal with me! Punish me! Liu Dongmei crossed her waist, not afraid at all, "If you have a kind of you, you will deal with the old lady!" Do you dare to deal with the old lady? The old lady went out and told the whole factory about it! Who's afraid of whom! ”

Deputy Director Zhang stopped speaking for a while.

Liu Dongmei glanced at Zhuo Yifan proudly: "Although the old lady has a bad relationship with Director Bai and Li Duoduo, it is because I think I can do better than them." But I never felt that I was an enemy with them! ”

With that, she walked straight to the door, opened the door and went out.

Bang!

She slammed the door slammed.

Zhuo Yifan shouted angrily.

"Director Zhang, Mr. Zhuo, if there is nothing else, I will go out first."

After Liu Dongmei left, Dong Xiaoyi whispered to the two.

Deputy Director Zhang nodded a little embarrassedly: "After you go out, take care of your mouth, don't tell others what happened just now, you know?" ”

Dong Xiaoyi nodded silently.

She walked to the door, and while pulling the door, she turned her head and said quietly to the two people in the office: "Director Zhang, Mr. Zhuo, I have always supported the work of the factory. But ......"

She hesitated, but spoke.

"But this time, I think Liu Dongmei is right."

After she finished speaking, she closed the door and went out.

……

Liu Dongmei slammed on the office door of Deputy Director Zhang and strode down the stairs.

Through the door, you can still hear the angry shouts in the office.

She strode out of the factory office in a huff and walked in the direction of the workshop, and when she reached the door of the workshop, her expression had calmed down.

She looked calm and walked over to her sewing machine like a nobody.

"Sister Dongmei, why did you go?" A female worker on the sewing machine next to her asked curiously.

"Nothing, little things." Liu Dongmei replied calmly.