Bringing space back to the 1970s to develop rural areas

There was some finishing work left, so Yang Qingdai didn't follow any further.

After Xiao Xie came back from shopping last night, Director Xie asked him to go home and rest after get off work.

Xiao Xie, who had just started working, was assigned to take Yang Qingdai back to the hotel to rest. Director Xie also specifically instructed that Xiao Xie would pick her up at the hotel after get off work in the afternoon.

Let's treat her to a meal to make up for yesterday's welcome party.

Yang Qingdai didn't care at first, but Director Xie invited her so enthusiastically that she didn't refuse. Now her head was dizzy and she just wanted to go to the hotel to take a shower and have a good sleep.

Just think about how she rushed all the way from the capital to Guangzhou without even having time to catch her breath, and had to work all night long, just like the 007's cattle and horses in later generations.

In the old days, landlords’ donkeys were not used like this.

On the way to the hotel, I bought breakfast, registered at the front desk, got the key and went to the room. After breakfast, I took a comfortable shower and lay down on the bed. I was woken up by hunger at around three o'clock in the afternoon.

Her mind was in a daze, and the unfamiliar environment in front of her made Yang Qingdai feel dazed. She didn't know where she was.

After sitting on the bed and relaxing for a while, I remembered that I arrived in Guangzhou yesterday, worked all night, and was only sent to the hotel in the morning to take a shower and sleep.

The weather in the south is already quite hot and humid at the end of April. I was late last night and didn’t feel it much, but now I wake up and my whole body feels sticky and uncomfortable.

I put on my slippers, took a shower, changed my clothes, and felt sober.

I opened the window and looked up. Under the big trees and under the eaves, old people were gathered in groups of three or four, fanning themselves with palm-leaf fans, drinking tea, and chatting about family matters, with smiles on their faces.

Children were running and playing in groups of three or five. Occasionally, there would be people riding bicycles with a big box to buy popsicles. The greedy children would pester their grandparents to buy one for them. It was a picture of peaceful times.

I drank two glasses of water to deceive my rumbling stomach, and as I stepped out of the hotel door, I smelled the aroma of sesame paste.

I saw a mobile stall next to the hotel. The front desk clerk was buying sesame paste from an uncle. The fragrance just now came from the uncle opening the lid.

Yang Qingdai sucked her saliva, but finally did not dare to eat dessert on an empty stomach, so she ran to a small shop next door that seemed to have just opened and ordered a bowl of wonton noodles.

I ate a bowl of rice to fill my stomach, and then had another bowl of soup, and my whole body felt relaxed, even to the pores.

Yang Qingdai, who was bored, was chatting with the store owner in the store when she saw driver Xiao Xie looking around on the street, as if looking for someone.

I thought, could it be that he is here to see her?

Since he was free anyway, he said goodbye to the shop owner and appeared in front of Xiao Xie, giving him a fright.

"Xiao Yang, where did you come from?" Xiao Xie, the driver, was delighted. "I was looking for you everywhere. The factory manager asked me to pick you up and take you to the exhibition center."

"Do you need to bring your ID?" Yang Qingdai asked.

"Yes." He looked her up and down and added weakly, "It's best to dress formally."

Yang Qingdai's clothes were not casual, just a cotton and linen dress and sandals. Compared with their uniform work clothes, she looked a bit casual.

"It's okay. Wait for me in the lobby. I'll go upstairs to get my ID and come back."

When the exhibition officially begins, she will definitely attend in formal attire. There is no need to be hard on herself when visiting the exhibition hall now. In such hot and humid weather, let yourself go.

Seeing that Yang Qingdai was still wearing the same dress, Xiao Xie opened his mouth and then closed it again.

It suddenly occurred to me that the piece of clothing she was wearing was one of the best-selling styles in Hong Kong this year, and wearing it to the convention and exhibition center would be a good promotion.

The car stopped steadily at the entrance of the exhibition hall. Xiao Xie said that she did not have her ID and could only wait at the entrance. Director Xie and others would wait for her at the entrance of the exhibition hall to go in together.

Yang Qingdai was finally relieved.

If she were to go looking for him by herself, she might have to wait until the staff got off work before she could see Director Xie and his group.

"Comrade Xiao Yang, this way."

As soon as Yang Qingdai stepped into the gate, Director Xie shouted excitedly.

More than a dozen pairs of eyes looked at her at the same time, and she was so scared that she wanted to cover her face and run away.

Social death, a large-scale social death scene.

"Dear leaders, this is the great designer in our factory. All the clothes and accessories are designed by her."

Director Xie's face was flushed with pride and indescribable joy.

It seems that they were afraid that something unexpected would happen to the samples left in the factory, so they rushed to send all the repaired samples to the exhibition center in advance. Did they happen to meet the leader during his inspection?

"Dear leaders!" Yang Qingdai greeted all the leaders in a polite manner.

The leader smiled amiably, "Well, well, well, it's true that heroes emerge from youth. I heard from Director Xie that all the clothes in their factory in the past two years have been designed and sold to Hong Kong?"

The painting was drawn by her, is this for sale?

Yang Qingdai glanced at Director Xie suspiciously. The latter noticed her gaze and nodded slightly.

This was putting the connections that Tang Danbai had found on her head. "Yes, I know some friends in Beijing, and they have a trading company."

"You are young and promising. Are you attending university in Beijing?"

"Yes, I just started school not long ago." Yang Qingdai answered in a serious tone.

Director Xie: …

"What are your plans after graduation?" the leader asked again.

Yang Qingdai replied: "Not yet."

Director Xie carefully wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Can’t this little bastard answer the leader’s questions properly?

"How did you come up with these designs and embellishments?" another leader asked curiously.

Yang Qingdai also replied simply, "I just thought of it suddenly."

……

The air around was eerily quiet.

It was Director Xie who broke the awkward silence, "Xiao Yang is a very honest kid. Please excuse me, leaders."

"Don't be nervous, don't be nervous." The leader who first asked Yang Qingdai saw beads of sweat on her forehead and her tightly clenched hands, and then regained his smile. "We old guys were just asking casually. Look how scared Comrade Yang is."

At this time, the others seemed to notice her nervousness and started laughing along with the leader.

Isn't it?

Not to mention a young girl who had just been admitted to university, even Director Xie was so nervous that he stuttered when he first met them.

They waved their hands and asked Director Xie to take Yang Qingdai to their booth, while they continued to inspect the work progress of other factories at the exhibition.

After the big bosses left, Director Xie heaved a long sigh of relief. "My dear, do you know who those people are? Why are you so perfunctory with them?"

"How would I know who they are?" Yang Qingdai retorted, "You didn't introduce them."

Director Xie: …

It was really his fault. He was so excited that he forgot...