novellhall Chapter 8 What did I do to offend you?
Chapter 8 What did I do to offend you?
Just as everyone was whispering and occasionally casting disdainful or contemptuous glances at Lin Shuyao.
Lin Shuyao took a breath almost imperceptibly, straightened her back, and faced the crowd: "Everyone must be very curious, how did a high school student like me get into the technical department? Did I get in through connections?"
The murmurs fell silent in an instant.
The group of people, who had just been exchanging different glances, all gasped in shock.
I never expected her to openly talk about using connections.
Are you crazy?
Lin Shuyao ignored everyone's expressions and continued, "I did get in through the back door."
hiss.
Another collective gasp rippled through the crowd.
She actually admitted it?
Lin Shuyao paused for a few seconds, looked at Cheng Zheng at the head of the table, a sly glint in her eyes, then curled her red lips into a slight smile and dropped another bombshell—
"I not only got in through connections, but the factory representative personally opened the door for me."
!!!
What?!
The factory representative opened the back door?!
I thought the factory representative deliberately singled her out because he disliked people with connections, but it turns out it was all a show orchestrated by the factory representative himself.
Oh my God!
Everyone's pupils dilated in shock, their mouths gaped open, and their faces were filled with disbelief and indescribable expressions.
Then, their eyes darted around Cheng Zheng and Lin Shuyao with the look of eager onlookers.
Cheng Zheng's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot, and his sharp gaze instantly shot towards Lin Shuyao.
How dare this woman!
Lin Shuyao raised her eyebrows at him defiantly, "Hmph, play with me, let's see how she drives him crazy!"
Her red lips continued to open and close: "Do you want to know why the factory representative gave me preferential treatment?"
Is there even a question?
Everyone was captivated by her stunning beauty and graceful figure!
Everyone's face seemed to say the answer, but no one dared to respond to her.
They were all like mute people, only exchanging glances with each other.
Cheng Zheng's jaw was taut like a knife's edge, the muscles on the sides of his cheeks twitched slightly, and the veins on his forehead throbbed violently. He stared intently at Lin Yao, his eyes filled with suppressed, surging anger, as if he wanted to devour her alive.
If she dares to reveal her identity as an illegitimate child in public, he will definitely make her regret ever appearing!
Lin Shuyao admired his face, which was filled with barely suppressed anger, and finally felt a sense of satisfaction.
Humph.
He was the one who made things difficult for her first, so she was going to make him experience the humiliation of being publicly ridiculed!
Lin Shuyao winked triumphantly at Cheng Zheng, her small, fan-like eyelashes fluttering. Judging that Cheng Zheng was about to reach his limit, just as he was about to utter something unpleasant, she quickly dropped another bombshell—
"Because I speak Russian!"
"I started learning Russian when I was young, and my level is high enough to have normal conversations with Soviet experts!"
"That's why the factory representative made an exception and hired me!"
Fearing that no one would believe her, Lin Shuyao then took the initiative to show off a Russian tongue twister. She drew out the springy sounds for a long time as if showing off her skills, and her tongue was almost tied in knots, leaving everyone stunned.
She did indeed speak Russian; in her later life, she graduated from Beijing Language and Culture University, where her first language was English and her second was Russian.
However, the work I did later had nothing to do with language, but that's another story.
In short, her Russian demonstration left the college students, who had never been abroad, speechless. Their emotions were like a rollercoaster, fluctuating wildly, and their gazes towards her shifted from disdain and skepticism to amazement and admiration.
No wonder the factory representative would pull strings to get people in.
So you speak Russian!
Currently, China's automobile research and development relies entirely on technology provided by the Soviet Union. They want to communicate with them and learn from them, but language is the biggest obstacle. They have to learn Russian, but is Russian so easy to learn?
It takes at least a year and a half of study to barely understand it; otherwise, you can only ask a translator for help. But Russian translators are in short supply and can't be on call all the time. This shows the advantage of having a colleague in the department who can speak Russian at any time!
Cheng Zheng's originally cold expression was clearly taken aback, and a hint of surprise flashed in his deep black eyes. The anger that had just risen around him gradually dissipated.
Lin Shuyao didn't care about his reaction. She sat down gracefully and nodded to her colleagues who were looking at her.
The storm she stirred up subsided in an instant.
After a moment, the meeting room fell silent.
The cold, detached voice at the head of the table continued, explaining the department's operations and rules.
Finally, it was mentioned that new employees would undergo military training, and they would assemble at the playground at 6:00 AM tomorrow.
What?
Military training?!
Lin Shuyao's smile instantly froze.
Why do we have to do military training just to get a job?
She doesn't want to stand there like an idiot in the sun for half a day, or run laps all the time!
Her colleague next to her answered her question: "We're a military factory. If the situation changes, we could all go directly to the battlefield, so of course we need military training."
Ok.
Lin Shuyao felt utterly hopeless.
After the presentation ended, everyone left the conference room one after another. Lin Shuyao waited until everyone had left, or more accurately, until that intimidating figure had left first, before she got up.
After all, she had just played a trick on him, and while it was fun, she was feeling a little guilty now.
She was afraid he would come after her.
What I feared most came to pass.
She had just stepped out the door when she unexpectedly bumped into a strong embrace at the corner.
In her panic, she rubbed her temples and looked up, only to be met with a pair of sharp, dark eyes.
Cheng Zheng lowered his eyes slightly, his jaw was taut, and his thin lips were pressed into a cold, hard line as he looked down at her with disdain.
Lin Shuyao carefully withdrew her arm, a faint red mark appearing on her fair forehead. When she met his gaze, she subconsciously took a half step back.
My little head is buzzing.
It's over.
He definitely waited for her here on purpose.
They've come to settle accounts with her.
She bit her lower lip guiltily, fidgeting with the hem of her clothes. What should she do?
"I didn't know you could speak Russian. Who taught you?"
After a moment of silence and eye contact, Cheng Zheng spoke first.
"I, I..." Lin Shuyao was startled. She had forgotten that Shen Qing didn't seem to have any way to learn Russian. She was so focused on slapping him in the face that she forgot about this. Could he suspect that she was some kind of spy?
"I learned it from the priests in the church!" Before the founding of the People's Republic of China, it was normal for many foreign priests to be in churches all over the country.
Cheng Zheng's scrutinizing gaze swept across her face, as if judging the truthfulness of her words.
Lin Shuyao was extremely anxious, worried that this incident might lead to the exposure of her identity theft.
She immediately pouted her rosy lips and changed the subject: "Why are you being so mean to me..."
After speaking, she gently bit her lower lip, her beautiful eyes instantly becoming misty and watery, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, and the corners of her eyes turning a light pink like peach blossoms. Even the tip of her small nose was tinged with a faint pink. She looked up at him with her rosy face, like a crabapple tree on a spring branch covered with morning dew, exuding an indescribable charm and breathtaking beauty.
Cheng Zheng's expression remained cold and stern, but his Adam's apple bobbed almost imperceptibly, and his fingers hanging at his sides tightened slightly.
Lin Shuyao was very good at reading people. When she saw that he no longer said cold words, she understood that he responded better to gentle persuasion than force.
Her tone was both coquettish and cautiously aggrieved, "What did I do to offend you? Why do you hate me so much... You always have such a cold face when you see me..."
As she spoke, she tugged at his military uniform sleeve with her little hand, acting all cute and natural.
"no."
Cheng Zheng had never encountered anything like this before. He immediately pulled his arm back as if he had been electrocuted, uttered two harsh words, and strode away without looking back.
It was as if they had encountered some kind of monstrous flood or ferocious beast.
Even after walking a distance, I pinched the bridge of my nose, feeling inexplicably irritated.