My Beloved Super Fierce Wife-Chapter 108 Being Bald Does Not Mean Becoming Stronger (Thanks for the Support, Two More Updates)
Chapter 108: 108 Being Bald Does Not Mean Becoming Stronger (Thanks for the Support, Two More Updates)
She saw Qin Suqing’s delicate pale face, and her frail appearance, and thought she just worked in an office.
But to her surprise, Qingqing was actually from the Purchase Department.
The tasks of the Purchase Department were not easy.
It involved traveling all around the year.
"Yes, I can’t sit still, I just love running around everywhere, so I joined the Purchase Department," Qin Suqing explained.
Lin Tang remembered the various sauce recipes in the System Space, her eyes flashed, and she said, "I have a question to ask you..."
No sooner had she finished speaking.
"Ask away, I’ll be honest if I can answer," Qin Suqing said happily.
Helping Tangtang was something she eagerly wanted to do.
Lin Tang gestured the shape of a glass jar.
"Do you know where to find glass jars for sauce? The kind for wholesale."
Qin Suqing was surprised, "Jars for sauce? Do you need them? I have some at home, I could bring you some if you need."
Her family had several jars from canned food.
"No need," Lin Tang declined.
Then continued, "I got a sauce recipe, and I want to submit it to our brigade to set up a Sauce Factory, but packaging is an issue."
"A Sauce Factory? Like the homemade spicy sauce?" Qin Suqing was very curious.
She was particularly fond of spicy sauce.
Lin Tang shook her head, "Not just spicy sauce, but also mushroom sauce, bean sauce, meat sauce..."
According to the plan, they should start with spicy sauce first.
If the sales were good, they would gradually introduce others.
"Impressive," Qin Suqing praised first.
Then added, "You mean you’re looking for glass jars, right? I do know a Glass Factory, I could ask for you."
Lin Tang’s heart lighted up, her eyes and eyebrows softened.
Her glance was lively and full of spirit.
"Then I’ll trouble you."
She did not expect it to go so smoothly, an accurate answer to every question, as if she was on a lucky streak.
Seeing her smiling face, Qin Suqing felt like her eyes were dazzled by her bright eyes for a moment.
"No trouble at all, and when your sauce is ready, I want to buy some."
"No need to buy it, I’ll give you some when it’s ready," Lin Tang said with a smile.
At this moment, Qin Suqing did not believe that a factory opened in a village could be very big.
She thought it would be more like a workshop at most.
"Okay, then I’ll be waiting," Qin Suqing readily said.
While they were talking, Yang Du arrived.
"Comrade Lin, Director Du asked me to come over for the handover," he said with barely concealed excitement.
He seemed to regain energy throughout his body.
God knew how difficult it was for an external worker like him to take on such promotional work.
The kind of difficulty that made your hair fall out by the handfuls every day.
He had practically proved that balding did not equate to getting stronger.
Thinking back to when he first joined the factory, eager to show off his drawing skills, he took on the responsibility for the promotional blackboard.
Yang Du regretted it so much that he wished he could go back in time and slap some sense into himself.
There was a huge hole in his brain.
Seeing that they were about to go through the work handover, Qin Suqing told Lin Tang, "Tangtang, you go ahead and get busy, I’ll be going first. Let’s have lunch together at noon, wait for me, okay?"
Of course, Lin Tang had no objections, "Sure, I’ll wait for you downstairs by then."
Qin Suqing flashed an OK sign and left.
Lin Tang turned to Yang Du and said, "I’m sorry to trouble you, just tell me straight, Comrade Yang, how should I do this?"
Yang Du waved his hand, not minding at all.
Just for those few candies he got to offload the blackboard promotional task, he wouldn’t be upset.
He would just consider the newcomer Comrade Xiaolin as a lifesaver.
Handing Lin Tang the materials he brought, Yang Du said, "It’s no big deal."
"These are the previous materials, you can look at them when you have time, but let me tell you about today’s first."
"The content of the bulletin board needs to be positive; the more eye-catching the form, the better. If it’s not eye-catching, the minimum requirement is to be error-free."
"This big blackboard is a compulsory course for everyone who enters the Broadcasting Station. Wang Wen and the others all did it.
Before you, I was the newest, so it fell to me."
"Now it’s your turn to struggle through it, and if another newcomer arrives, you’ll finally be free..."
Lin Tang was genuinely surprised to hear him use such a strong word as ’free’.
Was there something seriously wrong with this task?
"...Is there something wrong with this task?" she asked curiously.
Yang Du hurriedly shook his head, fearing he would be misunderstood by the new colleague.
"No, no, it’s just that I’ve been doing it for over half a year now, and just the sight of the notice board gives me a headache."
"Do you see my hair?" he asked, flicking his forehead, his expression slightly bitter.
The sorrow of a receding hairline—who else could understand?
Yang Du’s face was full of grievance, "...I’m losing my hair, it’s all because of worry. I even think about the notice board in my sleep, about how to make it better?"
"I haven’t even found a wife yet."
"My mom can’t sleep well, worrying about the few hairs I have on my head..."
He was busy concocting remedies with black sesame seeds and all sorts of hair growth folk recipes.
He didn’t mention these embarrassing incidents.
After all, he still had to save face.
Lin Tang didn’t think making a notice board was that difficult.
She was seasoned in battle, had seen all kinds of notice boards, and could come up with a hundred plans in a minute.
"I’ll take care of it from now on, you can take a break," Lin Tang said smilingly.
Seeing her brimming with confidence and not seeming troubled at all, Yang Du let out a sigh of relief.
His mind was filled with the thought that he had finally tossed out the hot potato.
He was overjoyed.
"But the notice board is a bit too tall for me, how am I supposed to handle the top part?" Lin Tang asked.
Yang Du looked down at her with a bit of superiority and couldn’t help but laugh.
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Lin Tang felt humiliated, glanced at her own legs, and pursed her lips.
She was only sixteen years old, just at the age of growing. She could grow taller.
And yet—
Thinking of her mother’s height, Lin Tang felt a rare surge of self-doubt.
But then, thinking of her grandparents’ and father’s long legs, she gained back some confidence.
And she silently made up her mind in her heart: I’ll drink milk tonight.
These thoughts flashed through her mind.
Lin Tang asked Yang Du, "Where’s the ladder?"
"It’s in the warehouse, I’ll take you there."
The two walked toward the warehouse together.
After walking for about ten minutes.
They stopped in front of a sizable factory building.
"This is the warehouse. If you need the ladder, just let the administrator know," Yang Du reminded.
Lin Tang nodded.
Thinking of the cumbersome ladder, she frowned and said, "The thing is, the ladder is part of the warehouse’s equipment, and it’s quite heavy. I’m afraid you’ll need someone to help you carry it."
Even he, a big guy, had to get help to carry it to the notice board.
"I don’t need help carrying it; I’m very strong, I should be able to handle it," Lin Tang said confidently.
Yang Du shook his head, not quite believing her.
The ladder was made of iron, and it was very heavy.
Even a big man like him felt it was strenuous to move it to the notice board.
Let alone a delicate young girl.
Then again, young girls always have a competitive spirit; he was not in a hurry to contradict her.
She would find out after trying.
"Let’s go in."
With that,
Yang Du led Lin Tang into the warehouse.
The warehouse was large, storing various assets of the factory like cotton cloth, ready-made clothes...
At the entrance of the warehouse, there was a small house with a man inside, about fifty years old.
Yang Du greeted the man and then led Lin Tang into the warehouse.
