"Honey, someone from your factory is here to pick you up."
Qin Wenhao turned his head and shouted toward the courtyard.
Fu Mingxue hadn’t expected this.
But her bicycle was indeed still locked up at the factory.
"Okay, I’ll be right out."
She first went back into the house to grab a green crossbody bag, then walked out.
She said to Qin Wenhao, "You watch the child at home. I’m going to the factory."
Qin Wenhao nodded. "Okay."
Fu Mingxue got in the car.
The man who came to pick her up immediately closed the car door for her, then walked around to the driver’s side, started the car, and drove off—
At this time of day, the family courtyard was still quite crowded.
Many people had heard what the driver called her—he seemed to have just said "Group Leader Fu."
Was it Group Leader Fu? Or Deputy Group Leader?
Wait, Fu Mingxue was already at the group leader level at that engine factory?
Good heavens, how old is she? And she’s already a deputy group leader?
That was the most prestigious large company in the whole district, a state-owned enterprise that countless people dreamed of joining but could never get into.
It was an "iron rice bowl" with especially good benefits and wages.
So one could only imagine how impressive a group leader position was.
Even if it was just a deputy group leader—that was still incredibly impressive.
What’s more, a group leader who warranted a car sent from the factory to pick her up—that was just too incredible.
Some were sick with envy.
Others were overcome with curiosity. "Qin Tuan, what kind of work does your wife do? I remember she’s only been working for a few months, right? How is she a group leader already?"
Promotions didn’t happen that fast!
Qin Wenhao remained expressionless, not giving them an inch. "Why are you prying into this? Anyone who didn’t know better might think you were a spy! That wouldn’t be good."
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