Chapter 702: The Wayward Factory Director's Daughter (2 more)

Zhou Qingmiao went to the room with the sign of the factory director's office, and there were several tables in a humble way, and there were people on each table, about all of them, men and women, who were busy with the things at hand, she had been here a few times, so she knew that the real factory director's office was not the outer room, but a room inside.

She knocked on the door with a bright and kind smile: "Hello everyone, I'm here to find Director Xiao, is Director Xiao here?" ”

Suddenly, everyone in the room stopped what they were doing and looked at her.

Zhou Qingmiao was slightly uncomfortable being looked at by so many people, but he still kept the arc of the smile at the corner of his mouth unchanged, and several men in the room were stunned directly.

Facing the door of the factory director's office, the person closest to a position in the inner room was a young man in his twenties and thirties, this was Secretary Yu next to Director Xiao, hearing this, he stood up and walked over and said: "This comrade, unfortunately, our Director Xiao is not here at this time, if you are not in a hurry, come in first and sit down for a while, our Director Xiao should be back soon." ”

Secretary Yu saw Zhou Qingmiao, and was explained by Director Xiao again, and someone came to inform her, or entertain her well.

Zhou Qingmiao was introduced into the room by Secretary Yu and sat and waited for Director Xiao.

"My surname is Yu, I am the secretary of Director Xiao, I sit outside, you call me if you have something."

"Eun, thank you."

"You're welcome." Secretary Yu didn't dare to look at Zhou Qingmiao, and was slightly embarrassed.

It's just that Zhou Qingmiao stayed in the factory director's office, and before he waited for Director Xiao, he waited for a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl.

"Secretary Yu, what about my mother, I have something to look for her."

"Juanli, Director Xiao hasn't come back yet, you can't go in."

"Secretary Yu, why can't I go in? Besides, don't lie to me, my mom didn't come back? The doors to her office were open. ”

Zhou Qingmiao was sitting on the stool boringly, and suddenly ran in a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, this girl has slightly dark skin, looks average, and is quite tall, more than one meter seven, originally with a bright smile, when she saw the stranger in the room, her smile was gone, she frowned, looked Zhou Qingmiao up and down, and looked a little fierce: "Who are you, why are you in my mother's office?" ”

In fact, she already knew who was coming, the deputy director of the garment factory, and several directors of the department told her.

"Juanli, don't make trouble, this is Director Xiao's guest." Secretary Yu, who came in, said, "You better go home and wait for Director Xiao." As he spoke, he was going to drag Fan Juanli out.

Fan Juanli stretched out her hand and pointed at Zhou Qingmiao, very unhappy: "Why can she wait here, I can't wait here?" She's my mother's guest, and I'm my mother's daughter! "I sat directly in the factory director's chair.

Zhou Qingmiao saw that she was very impolite and pointed at people with her index finger, her eyebrows were slightly invisible and wrinkled, she didn't understand how a sleek and smart person like Director Xiao could give birth to such a daughter?

Secretary Yu saw that Fan Juanli didn't go out, so she had to smile apologetically at Zhou Qingmiao, and then said to Fan Juanli: "Then you stay well, don't make trouble." After saying it simply, he left, anyway, he couldn't control Fan Juanli.

Fan Juanli responded perfunctorily.

Although Zhou Qingmiao had a general impression of Fan Juanli, he still didn't want to lose his manners, so he got up from the stool and took the initiative to say hello: "Hello, my name is Zhou Qingmiao." ”

Fan Juanli glanced at her with squinted eyes, a trace of contempt crossed her eyes, her buttocks sat motionless, she didn't introduce herself at all, she didn't want to take care of her, her eyes suddenly crossed Zhou Qingmiao's satchel, and stretched out a hand: "I heard that you can draw clothing styles?" Let me see? ”

(End of chapter)