Rebirth has space, and the new love sends the bad husband to prison

When Fan Jingjing heard that she would be temporarily taking over the position of production supervisor, her heart started beating like a hamster in her chest. She stammered, "Oh, this... I really can't do this, Director, Sister Xiaomei, you should ask for someone else. If you want me to do the work, I will say no, but I have never managed people. I can't do it, I can't do it."

“Hahahahahaha…” As soon as these words came out, laughter suddenly broke out all around.

Luo Jinqiu, now a master at sprouting bean sprouts and the leader of the bean sprout production line, has the ability and confidence. She came over with a smile, put her arm around Fan Jingjing's shoulders, and said gently like a loving mother: "Jingjing, you are too modest and can't see your own abilities clearly. We all see it. You have good character and are fair in your work. Who else is more suitable for the position of acting supervisor except you? Management, to put it bluntly, is about managing things, not people. Our factory has rules and systems. If anyone makes a mistake, you just follow the rules, be more patient, put yourself in their shoes and talk to them, and the problem will naturally be solved. Besides, you have Brother Guan backing you up, what are you afraid of!"

Aunt Luo's words were like a warm current that slowly flowed into Fan Jingjing's heart, gradually relaxing her tense nerves. She took a deep breath, her eyes flashing with determination and courage, and finally nodded: "Okay, then I'll give it a try!"

As for Guan Haishan, he was overjoyed. He had been working in the black market for many years and had already mastered the skills of managing all kinds of "naughty boys". When he heard that he would be temporarily acting as the factory director, he smiled so much that his eyes almost narrowed into slits, and patted his chest to assure: "Don't worry, I'm here! I can handle any difficulties that Xiao Fan has!"

The factory's affairs were finally settled, and Wei Zhi and Liang Sumei were finally able to embark on their journey to Beijing with peace of mind. You know, the train to Beijing has to go to Luzhou City, which is a midway station, and the departure time is set at midnight. The soy product factory is now in better condition, with two small trucks for delivery, both driven by Guan Haishan, who runs the market. Guan Haishan likes to drive, and he thinks driving is very cool, so without saying a word, he drove Wei Zhi and Liang Sumei to the train station, and by the way, he went to the supply and marketing cooperative in Luzhou City, intending to expand the business and kill two birds with one stone.

The train station was bustling with people, like a bustling market, and every corner was filled with the hustle and bustle of life. The long ticket-buying queue was winding, with people standing shoulder to shoulder and feet to feet, and the occasional movement seemed so difficult.

"Comrade, do you have tickets to Shaoyang?" A middle-aged man shouted, trying to find a response in the noise.

"Hey, make way, make way," the young man who had just bought the ticket tried hard to turn around in the crowded crowd, his tone sounding a bit helpless and anxious.

"Everyone, be patient and line up properly. Safety comes first!" The voice of the officer on duty penetrated the noise of the crowd. Although he emphasized it repeatedly, the sense of order seemed to still be silently battling with the surge of the crowd.

Wei Zhi and Liang Sumei stood at the back of the team, their eyes showing both longing for the upcoming journey and a hint of worry about the current situation. The night train meant they could avoid the hustle and bustle of the day and enjoy a relatively quiet waiting time.

"Ouch!" Liang Sumei's scream suddenly broke through the noise around her. A huge luggage bag, like a huge rock out of control, accidentally hit her shoulder with such force that she stumbled a few steps.

"Little girl, I'm so sorry!" An old man with white hair and a slightly hunched back turned around and said apologetically. His eyes showed both anxiety and helplessness. Obviously, the heavy luggage made him unable to carry it.

"Uncle, please slow down, safety first." Although Liang Sumei was hurt a little by the collision, the anger in her heart instantly disappeared when she saw the uncle's sincere look.

Seeing this, Wei Zhi hurried forward a few steps, held Liang Sumei in his arms, and asked with concern: "Xiaomei, does it hurt a lot?"

Liang Sumei smiled and shook her head, indicating that she was fine.

"You go find an empty seat over there and sit down to rest. I'll queue here." Wei Zhi suggested considerately. He knew that queuing was too tiring for a girl.

Liang Sumei nodded gratefully. She was not good at squeezing in the crowd. It would be great if she could find a place to rest. She walked through the crowd and finally found a slightly spacious corner to sit down. She fumbled out a piece of dried tofu from her bag and ate it slowly to kill time. Without newspapers or mobile phones, this simple snack became her greatest comfort at the moment, allowing her to find a moment of peace in the noise.

"Little girl, are you alone? Where are you going?" Just as Liang Sumei was concentrating on chewing the delicious dried tofu in her hand, she suddenly heard a soft and melodious female voice. She turned her head subconsciously and saw a middle-aged woman in her forties. The woman looked quite fashionable, with her hair carefully permed into big waves. It seemed that she had applied some hair oil, making the curly hair shine brightly and elastically. She was wearing a simple plaid woolen coat and a golden ring on her ten fingers. She exuded a kind of elegant and noble aura.

Liang Sumei shook her head slightly, with a gentle smile on her face, and replied softly: "Auntie, I'm not alone, I'm with my partner." Liang Sumei and Wei Zhi are different in gender, and if they don't make their relationship clear, they will inevitably attract gossip from others. Although the two have not yet officially established a romantic relationship, in order to avoid causing unnecessary suspicion from others, they have to lie and say that the other party is their partner.

Hearing this, a hint of disappointment flashed across the woman's eyes, but was immediately covered up by a warm smile. "Look at you, you look so pretty, you must be a newly married young wife, right? Are you going back to your parents' home or visiting relatives?"

Liang Sumei's heart tightened, "Do you want to check my household registration?" But she kept a decent smile on her face and nodded slightly, tacitly agreeing with her aunt's guess. She knew in her heart that such misunderstandings were sometimes a kind of protection.

The woman casually took out a handful of still warm popcorn from the big bag beside her, put it in her mouth, chewing it with a crunching sound, and a satisfied expression on her face. Then, she turned around seemingly casually and handed the bag of popcorn in her hand to Liang Sumei, saying in a somewhat intimate and casual tone: "Little sister, you must be hungry, have some popcorn to fill your stomach, this stuff is good for hunger."

Liang Sumei smiled politely and waved her hand to decline the sudden kindness. A hint of displeasure flashed across the woman's eyes, but she quickly changed to a joking tone: "Why, are you worried that Auntie has poisoned it? Look, Auntie dares to eat it herself." As she said that, she really put the popcorn into her mouth one by one, and her serious look seemed to prove something.

Liang Sumei secretly muttered to herself that this woman was weird, picked up her backpack calmly, and quietly changed her position, trying to distance herself from this seemingly enthusiastic but actually weird woman. Seeing this, the woman sneered, rolled her eyes fiercely, and then cast a meaningful look at the man sitting opposite her. The man nodded slightly, and everything was self-evident.

"Hey, little sister, excuse me for bothering you. I can't read. Can you help me check if this ticket is correct? Ahem..." Liang Sumei looked up and saw a middle-aged man with a very ashamed smile on his face. He was holding a ticket in his hand and carefully handed it to her.

"Oh, uncle, let me help you take a look." Liang Sumei quickly took the ticket, moved closer, and carefully identified it. "Well, uncle, this ticket is for Beijing. If you are going to Beijing, then this ticket is right." She said as she returned the ticket to the uncle.

The uncle took the ticket and seemed to be relieved. He covered his mouth gently with a handkerchief and coughed a few times. There was some apology and gratitude in his voice: "Oh, I'm really sorry to trouble you, little girl. My old illness has come back again, cough cough. I'm glad it's not wrong, I'm glad it's not wrong. Thank you, you are so kind!" After expressing his gratitude, the uncle did not stay for long and turned to blend into the bustling crowd.

At this time, Wei Zhi had already been pushed to the deep end of the carriage by the surging crowd. Liang Sumei stood up and searched in the crowd for a long time like looking for a needle in a haystack, and finally barely caught sight of Wei Zhi. Perhaps because of the long and boring wait, she felt an indescribable fatigue coming over her. Her eyelids were pulled by an invisible force, and they seemed so heavy that they were not her own. She took out a water bottle from her backpack, carefully poured clear water into her palm, and gently patted her eyelids. The cool touch instantly dispelled some of her sleepiness and made her mind clearer.

She hugged her backpack tightly to her chest, where were hidden the crucial reporting materials for her trip. She knew that in a crowded place like a train station, things could be stolen if she was not careful. This nervousness and caution made her dare not relax at all.

However, the time of wakefulness was very short, and soon, the heavy sleepiness crept up on her eyelids again. "Just close your eyes for a while, just a little while." She promised secretly in her heart, and then she could not help but let her eyelids slowly close.

"My daughter, wake up, don't sleep here, mom is back." A gentle and slightly anxious voice sounded in her ears. Liang Sumei felt someone gently shaking her arm. She tried to open her eyes, but it seemed as if she was pressed by a heavy stone and she couldn't lift her eyelids. In a trance, she seemed to hear the familiar and distant call of her mother Luo Jinqiu, and she couldn't help but wonder: "Is this a dream?"

"Look at this kid. She fell asleep while I was going to the bathroom. She insisted on seeing the scenery on the train and refused to sleep, but she was so sleepy as soon as she got off the train." The woman's voice was full of helplessness and pampering, and she was joking to the people around her.

"Dad, come and give me a hand." The woman turned her head and called out, and then a solid figure approached and easily picked up Liang Sumei from her seat, while the woman carefully took the backpack from her arms.

"This... is not a dream, not a dream." As the words of the man and the woman became clearer and clearer, Liang Sumei's consciousness gradually returned to reality. She tried her best to wake herself up completely, but the fatigue of her body and the dizziness of her head seemed to be deliberately against her, making her feel powerless.