To make up for the debt owed to Lin Qingping and Gu Juncheng

Du Gen glanced at Lin Qingping, who was calmly working, and could only comfort his wife, "Don't say anything, let's just do what the bottle does."

What else could Gu Youlian say?

Lin Qingping was working diligently and oblivious to everyone else...

One afternoon passed.

Lin Qingping and her two companions worked in the workshop for the entire afternoon without a break, while the other workers treated the workshop like a card room, playing games and having fun all afternoon, leaving behind a mess of sunflower seed shells. As soon as the get off work bell rang, they left.

Section Chief Fu walked up to Lin Qingping, looking very apologetic. "I'm really sorry, Comrade Lin, you can go home now. You can eat in the cafeteria."

He wanted to help this afternoon, but he didn't know how!

"It's alright!" Lin Qingping said with a smile. "Starting a business isn't difficult at all. I told you to leave it to me!"

She faced far greater difficulties in starting a business than she had in her previous life.

"By the way, Section Chief Fu, I need your help with something." Lin Qingping took out a pen and paper from her pocket.

"Tell me! As long as it's within my power, I'll do it without hesitation!" Section Chief Fu was now eager to serve Lin Qingping.

Lin Qingping was amused by him. "It's not that serious. It's just those ringleaders who made the biggest fuss just now. Can you write down their connections in the factory for me?"

"Great!" This is too easy! Section Chief Fu finished writing it in just a couple of quick strokes.

After looking at the relationship diagram he drew, Lin Qingping had a general idea of ​​what was going on.

The factory treated them quite well. Although they were temporary workers, they were provided with single dormitories and meal tickets for the canteen.

After finishing their meal with their meal tickets, Lin Qingping and the other two went back to their dormitory to rest.

On the first day, Lin Qingping was exhausted from the journey and had worked all afternoon. After washing up, she went to sleep, which made Gu Youlian very anxious. She didn't dare to ask Lin Qingping, and she and Du Gen sighed and lamented in her room.

The next morning, Lin Qingping went to the workshop early as usual. She and Gu Youlian were carefully cutting and sewing, but Du Gen was nowhere to be seen.

The others, however, spent the entire day having a tea party in the workshop.

The same thing happened on the third day.

Dugan is still not here.

When Lin Qingping and Gu Youlian went to the cafeteria for lunch after a long day, everyone who passed by them laughed at them.

"I thought it was something special, but it turns out he just works like a workhorse!"

"Hahaha! Thousands of pieces of clothing! Let's see how long they can keep this up!"

"That country bumpkin has the Chief Fu wrapped around her little finger just because of her pretty face, and she thinks we're pushovers!"

"Exactly! What kind of person is this! Daring to order us around! They should just go back to their hometown!"

"Pooh!"

Several women spat several times in the direction where Lin Qingping was standing.

Lin Qingping pretended not to see it and continued to wait in line for her meal.

Finally, it was their turn. Lin Qingping had just handed out her lunchbox when several people suddenly squeezed past her, shouting, "Make way! Make way! Time to get your food!" They pushed her and Gu Youlian aside.

Lin Qingping silently stepped back a few steps, letting them fight first.

However, after those people left, when Lin Qingping handed over the lunchbox again, another group of people squeezed over and pushed Lin Qingping aside once more.

Gu Youlian could no longer tolerate it, and put her hands on her hips, "What do you mean by this?"

"What do you mean?" The man who was making the most noise in the workshop turned around with a grin. "Getting food! What do you mean? Didn't you see?"

Lin Qingping already knew this person's name: Feng Debao.

Lin Qingping tried to pull Gu Youlian away from the argument, but Gu Youlian was already furious. "Get your food quickly, why are you cutting in line? We've been waiting in line for ages! Everyone else is queuing, why aren't you?"

"Why should I?" Feng Debao said with a mocking face. "Because you're country bumpkins! Because you're temporary workers! You don't deserve to eat in front of us! Just obediently go to the back and wait!"

"You...don't push your luck!" Gu Youlian shouted angrily!

"I heard that people in the countryside don't bathe for a month. Doesn't that smell terrible?"

"Ugh! It stinks! It stinks! You smell like pig manure! It really stinks!"

"You...you've gone too far!" Gu Youlian was about to cry. If it were her usual temper, she would have thrown a tantrum, pulled hair, grabbed people, and started fighting. But she didn't dare now. She admitted that she was from the countryside and was afraid of losing face in front of these workers in the city. She was mainly afraid of embarrassing Lin Qingping and even more afraid of ruining Lin Qingping's plans.

She looked back, wondering what to do next after getting Lin Qingping's timely reply.

However, when he turned around, he found that Lin Qingping was no longer behind him.

"What? Looking for backup? That country girl knows she smells bad, she's already run away!"

"Haha! Yeah, did you go back to take a shower?"

"What a pity! Even washing it a hundred times won't get rid of the pig manure smell!"

“You…” Gu Youlian backed down. She decided not to eat the meal. She admitted that she felt guilty and inferior. She dared not offend these city people.

However, just as she was about to turn and run, she smelled a foul stench, her vision blurred, and before she could see what was happening, the men who had been mocking her started yelling.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out that Feng Debao's head and face were covered in swill.

The other men who chimed in also got quite a bit splattered.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be Lin Qingping, who had somehow brought a bucket of swill, along with a ladle in her hand. She had already poured out a ladleful of swill and was now standing next to the bucket with a cold and imposing expression.

The men were disgusted, especially Feng Debao, who was about to curse when the spit on his face flowed into his mouth, and he immediately started vomiting.

"You bitch... ugh... I'll ugh... I'll kill you... I'll fucking... ugh..."

Before he could finish cursing "Mom," Lin Qingping splashed a ladle of swill into his mouth, feeding him a large bowl of swill soup.

Immediately, those getting food and those watching all consciously retreated, keeping as far away from them as possible within their line of sight of the commotion.

Feng Debao was unable to speak and was squatting on the ground vomiting incessantly.

Lin Qingping, holding a swill ladle, looked like a war god. "Does it stink? Is it pig manure that smells bad? Or does the swill smell bad?"

Feng Debao was speechless. His followers realized that she was mocking them for smelling like pig manure!

Some waved their hands in fright, while others shook their heads, exclaiming, "It doesn't smell, it really doesn't smell!"

Lin Qingping sneered, "Is that so? Then let's taste it again!"

She scooped up a ladle of swill to throw it again, but the people were almost crying, "No, no, we misspoke, it stinks! It stinks!"

Someone tried to sneak up from behind and steal Lin Qingping's slop bucket and ladle, but Lin Qingping discovered it and splashed the ladle of slop water all over him from head to toe.