Chapter 303 Thanks to You

Mentioning this, Song Youfu's face flushed.

"Well, the work is very smooth, and I was promoted to the team leader last month."

Since he went to work in the machinery factory, he feels that he has realized the value of life, and he is very happy and energetic in his work.

Song Chu smiled and said, "Then you are very powerful, Dad."

Song Youfu was so praised that his old face rarely turned red, "It's just average, your mother is even better, she is already the director of the new production and design department of a garment factory."

"You and Mom are both great. It seems that you are very happy." Song Chu found that his parents not only didn't look old, but seemed a few years younger, which should be related to work and life.

Song Youfu nodded: "Your mother and I like this job very much. I can be the team leader thanks to you."

Song Chu asked in surprise, "Thanks to me?"

She didn't say hello to the director of the furniture factory, asking him to take special care of his father.

"Didn't you give me a lot of furniture drawings before? After I arrived at the furniture factory, I talked to the workshop director and showed him."

Song Youfu continued: "He asked me to make it first. After I made it, the director and the others were very optimistic about it."

"Sure enough, the furniture factory sold it and found that buyers liked it very much, especially the sliding door wardrobes and folding tables and chairs. They were ordered a lot at once, and we are rushing to make them recently."

Also because of this, his popularity in the workshop has become better, and many carpenters in the factory will come to ask him for advice.

This made him feel very fulfilled and proud. Not only his two older brothers, but even his third brother and uncle praised him when they returned to the village.

Song Chu laughed: "So it's because of the furniture drawings."

"However, it must be because of your excellent skills, Dad, that you can make the furniture I painted, so the key to being promoted to the team leader is to rely on your own hard work." She knew that her father liked being praised the most.

Sure enough, Song Youfu's old face was full of smiles, "My current skills are indeed not bad, and I am considered to be at the top of the factory. I will learn from your mother in the future and see if I can be a director."

Song Chu: "..." No, you probably can't.

Her mother doesn't look pungent, but her communication skills are not low, her emotional intelligence is also very high, and she is very good at dealing with things. She also learned how to read and write in a literacy class, and learned to read design drawings and learn design knowledge by herself.

To become the director of the new design department, in addition to having talent and ability in design, it must also be inseparable from good communication.

His dad is the kind of guy who keeps his head down and likes to brag about it from time to time. His emotional intelligence and communication skills are not high, and he is still far from being a director.

Of course, sometimes hard work will pay off. Some factory leaders like honest people like his father, so there is still a chance.

But she definitely couldn't pour cold water on her face, so she smiled encouragingly and said, "Dad, you are very motivated. I am optimistic about you. Keep working hard."

"Okay, I will work hard and not embarrass you." Song Youfu was very excited when his daughter encouraged him.

His daughters are optimistic about him, so it seems that he still has the potential to be a director.

As the two talked, Song Laosan and Song Sansao came.

"Chuchu, you are finally back." Song Sansao called to Song Youfu, and sat next to Song Chu, holding her hand affectionately.

For this sister-in-law, she is very fond of it, and she misses it after not seeing her for so long.

Song Chu also liked the character of the third sister-in-law, and said with a smile: "If I think about you, I will ask for leave and come back for a few days."

"We miss you too." Song Sansao looked at Song Chu and said, "Seeing that you have lost weight, isn't it tiring to work in the provincial capital?"

Song Chu: "..." She has obviously gained weight.

But generally, only those who care about their own family members would say such things.

"I was busy during the previous period, and I had nothing to do in the last week, so I was able to ask for leave and come back."

Song Chu pointed to the two pockets on the table, "I just came back from Kyoto, and this is a gift I bought for you and third brother."

Song Sansao is a relatively generous and straightforward person, "Oh, you went to Kyoto again. The lipstick you bought for me last time, our colleagues are envious when they see it."

This year has opened up a lot, and lesbians have gradually paid attention to dressing up, and lipsticks have become popular.

However, it is different from the dozens or hundreds of shades of a brand of lipstick in the later generations, and now there are only a few that go around.

The last time Song Chu went to Kyoto, he saw a good orange-red lipstick in the mall, so he bought two for his two sister-in-laws.

"I bought you a woolen skirt and handbag this time. I don't know if you like it or not."

Song Sansao opened the pockets containing the clothes and bags, and took them out to have a look.

The red and black plaid woolen skirt and brown handbag look very foreign.

"I like skirts and bags very much. Chuchu, your appreciation is still so good. Is this a popular style in Kyoto?" She picked up the bags and compared them.

Because her father-in-law was there, she stopped the urge to compare her skirts to her.

Such a style, she is sure, not to mention their small county town, even the provincial capital does not have it.

When you wear it out, you will definitely attract envious eyes from your colleagues, and you will be beautiful when you think about it.

Although it is the beginning of June now, the weather is very cold when it rains, so she still has a chance to wear it once or twice to show off.

"Well, the style that just became popular in Kyoto this year, I bought it because I think it suits you very well, and it really suits you." Song Chu's mouth was very sweet.

It also caused Song Sansao to hug her and shake her, "It's better to be nice to me."

Song Laosan was speechless when he saw that his daughter-in-law had been dominating his younger sister. He reached out to pick up his bag and opened it.

Seeing that there was a navy blue suit inside, the shape looked particularly good, and he couldn't help showing a little liking for it.

"You bought this for me?" He didn't even wear a suit when he got married. Last month, a teacher at the school wore a suit to work, which attracted everyone's onlookers and envy.

These days suits are not only expensive, but also hard to come by.

Not to mention the others, even he was a little envious of that teacher. He felt that the man had a very stylish suit. Unexpectedly, his sister bought one as a gift for him.

Song Chu nodded with a smile: "Yes, I bought a suit for you, dad, elder brother, second brother, and fourth brother. If you have any entertainment in the future, you can wear them out."

Although it has been opened up a lot and private businesses are allowed now, you still have to go to department stores to buy clothes.

For such in-demand items as woolen skirts and suits, not only tickets are only available, but also hard to find.

Thanks to her senior sister Wan Yuemei's help, I was able to buy it.

During the few days she was in Kyoto, the senior sister asked her to visit the shopping mall twice and eat twice, and they began to get acquainted with each other, and their personalities suited each other's appetite, so they established a friendship.

Besides buying for his family, Song Chu naturally also bought a set for Qin Xiaoniu.

I took it to that chick last night, and the chick was overjoyed. Both the other party and her third sister-in-law are more beautiful.

(End of this chapter)

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