I am chasing a rough man in the 80s
Chapter 212: Making Money by Fingertip Calculation

Chapter 212: Chapter 212: Making Money by Fingertip Calculation

Suizi didn’t use her real name like she usually would.

She used a pseudonym, and that pseudonym was ——

"Iron Radish, listen to that, is that a normal person’s name? The author is up to no good!" Fawn Hua cursed aloud.

Yu Jingting squinted his eyes, what did radishes ever do to him?

"Jingting, can you help me analyze who this person might be? The Newspaper Agency said it was a mystery submission, no one knows who it is except for the Chief Editor."

Ohsnap, the Newspaper Agency is also in on it? Yu Jingting registered this information.

"The person who drafted this report——"

When Suizi was writing it, he was right next to her munching on a large radish; he’d seen it all already.

But regardless of how many times he read it, he always thought that his wife is extremely talented.

Look at the words she used, look at her concise writing style, even Lu Xun would have to admit she’s a pro after reading it.

"Did you figure anything out?"

"She didn’t mention your name or reveal your identity, why are you so agitated?"

"Alright, you can’t help me with this, go and find Director Li from the office, he will process your onboarding procedure, and then you can go home. I will contact you if there is anything else."

Fan Hua waved his hand irritably, feeling disappointed with Jingting, but slightly relieved as well.

He felt that Yu Jingting was a simple-minded, muscle-focused guy - the easiest kind of person to exploit.

Suizi’s report indeed didn’t explicitly mention Fan Hua, but the pungent words hit the Tobacco Company directly.

Anyone with a bit of brain will guess that the Workshop Director is just a minion.

He wondered if this matter would affect his future development.

Fan Hua stared at the newspaper and in his eyes, a streak of ruthless menace came through.

It would be better if he didn’t find out who this detestable ’Iron Radish’ was.

"By the way," Yu Jingting paused, turning back to say, "my wife made some pickles, do you want some?"

"No!" Fan Hua scorned.

These uncultured villagers, giving this kind of nonsense as a gift, they deserve to remain at the bottom for the rest of their lives.

"Oh, then you might... regret it." Yu Jingting grinned.

He had originally intended to give the spicy, dried radish that Suizi made as a subtle hint to Fan Hua.

But this arrogant refusal means that the hint won’t be received.

Yu Jingting, with a cigarette in his mouth, went straight to the Office where the Director was offering cigarettes to him and pouring water for him, knowing that he was referred by the Factory Director.

Yu Jingting intensely enjoyed being treated like a lord. When he entered the factory, his hands were empty, but when he left, he was carrying a plastic bag full of cigarettes.

Fan Hua did not know about this until after Jingting had left.

This street smart opportunist, under the guise of his name, had the Office Director guide him to the workshop.

Like a local emperor, he enjoyed the "tribute" brought from all sides.

Fan Hua was so furious he was close to blowing his stack.

Inviting Yu Jingting was for the purpose of having an extra henchman.

However, this kid was taunting him by taking small bribes in his territory. Was this supposed to be ’the weak relying on the strong’?

Fan Hua didn’t realize that the phrase ’the weak relying on the strong’ didn’t quite apply to Yu Jingting.

The fox is a fake, the tiger is real.

With a large bag of cigarettes, Yu Jingting who just left the Tobacco Factory looked up at the sky, a radiantly clear day. By his calculations, it’s a extremely profitable day.

Inside the night school office, there was a torrent of crying.

"Stop crying, we have more people coming to sign up later."

Zhang Yue’e has been trying to calm down Wang Mengmeng for a while, but she laid on the table sobbing heavily without paying any attention.

A couple of days ago Wang Mengmeng was reprimanded by the Principal. She felt extremely unlucky and found it truly unbearable.

She was convinced that she had been cursed by bad luck.

Hearing that canned peaches could ward off evil, she took out her long-hidden stash of cash.

And hoarded several cans.

Now, the cans were stacked up under her bed, while this morning’s newspaper was spread out on the table.

Ruthlessly reminding her that all the cans she bought were a waste of money.

The pain of wasting money convinced Wang Mengmeng even more, that the letter was making her unlucky.

She cried it out all the way.

The night school had just received a notice that there was another factory wanting to send their workers here to study.

A large number of students were about to arrive soon, with Wang Mengmeng crying like a foolish child, Zhang Yue’e was worried that she wouldn’t be able to handle it alone.

Standing next to her and trying to console her, but the more she did, the more Wang Mengmeng cried.

Wang Mengmeng would cry for a while, and then she would accuse Zhang Yue’e a few times, scorn her for being lazy, ridicule her for being cunning, chastise her for not wanting to work.

Zhang Yue’e was bitterly aggrieved but said nothing.

Ever since she started working, Wang Mengmeng was always lazy; Zhang Yue’e did a lot of her work, and now she has earned the reputation of being "cunning and lazy" along the way.

"Yue’e, start cleaning up. The superiors will be here soon for an inspection."

Suizi arrived there, with just one sentence, she scared the crying heartbroken Wang Mengmeng into silence.

"Superiors? From where? The Education Bureau?" Wang Mengmeng immediately straightened her back.

She couldn’t afford to cry anymore and hastily asked Suizi.

"Anyway, they’re high-level officers, definitely will have an impact on your jobs - Wang Mengmeng, if you’re not feeling well, you can take leave, let Yue’e take charge."

Wang Mengmeng’s eyes sparkled, the leaders were coming for inspection, and she couldn’t afford to let Zhang Yue’e have this opportunity to shine.

"I can do it, I’m okay now, I’ll work right away." Wang Mengmeng wiped her tears and prepared herself to show off her best in front of the leaders.

She left the lightest tasks for Zhang Yue’e and burrowed herself into the pile of files, doing the work she usually didn’t want to do, looking the part of a proactive and excellent employee.

Zhang Yue’e looked at Suizi, what?

Suizi winked at her, revealing a touch of mischief.

Zhang Yue’e seemed to understand something. Suizi was indeed amazing.

No wonder she was a director at this young age, her management skills were admirable.

Wang Mengmeng, who always made an effort to perform well in front of leaders but was lazy when they weren’t watching, needed to be dealt with in this way.

After dealing with Wang Mengmeng, Suizi returned to her own office to leisurely draw some pictures.

She was planning to make clothes for Jiaojiao, borrowing fashion books from the library and using the pattern draft in the book.

According to Jiaojiao’s height ratio, she calculated the right size for Jiaojiao and then drew it on the large paper.

Later, she would ask her mother-in-law to cut it according to this pattern and find someone who had a sewing machine to make it.

Jiaojiao would be the most exceptional kid in the entire school.

Not only just Jiaojiao, Suizi also secretly researched Wang Cuihua’s size and also drew a rough draft for her mother-in-law. Wang Cuihua had given her too much fabric, her mother-in-law had enough to process.

Suizi was very satisfied with her current family atmosphere.

The mother-in-law and younger sister in law both liked her, but even the best relationship needed daily sustenance, no one was obliged to be nice, and only reciprocation could last this relationship longer.

Wang Mengmeng didn’t understand this simple principle.

She thought everyone in the department should be unconditionally nice to her, whoever had an opinion about her was a bad person.

Because of Suizi’s words about the arriving leader, Wang Mengmeng worked energetically for the whole day.

A glimpse of the leader’s face was almost at the end, but she didn’t see any leader, and her arms were too tired to lift.

Their work could be so boring that they would split their hair ends at leisure, and so busy that they don’t even have the time to drink water. Today was one of those busiest days.

"Director, didn’t you say there was a leader coming? Where is the leader?"

"The leader, huh..." Suizi saw the figure outside the window and grinned meaningfully.

If Yu Jingting was here and saw this smile, he would definitely say that his wife was about to weave another tale, it’s all tricks, nothing but tricks!