Seeing that his expression was wrong, Su Hanyan followed his gaze.

I saw three police comrades in uniforms appeared and were walking towards them.

Su Jingrui's face changed suddenly.

Seeing this situation, Su Hanyan asked: "Are you committing a crime?"

"I don't know whether to count or not..."

"What did you do?" Su Hanyan was a little curious.

"I saw Lin Zhiqiu, a **** woman, hooked up Zhou Ningkai, I went up and beat Zhou Ningkai... nothing else!"

Su Hanyan listened to Fu Fu and couldn't help but scold him stupidly: "Do you have a pit in your head? If you want to beat you, you should also beat Lin Zhiqiu, the shameless man. Why are you playing Zhou Ningkai?"

It's not that you can't fight, but is Su Jingrui's key target wrong?

Su Jingrui cursed in a low voice: "Wipe, that's not reluctant!"

"Heh... I said you a long time ago. You didn't listen. You still think I framed your Qiu'er. Now you can see who is not a thing?" Su Hanyan mocked him, "I have to say, yours. The brain circuit is strange! Now I can only congratulate you, you provoke someone you can't afford to provoke!"

"What do you mean?"

Su Hanyan smiled: "You'll know when you look back, I wish you good luck!"

"Hey, what do you mean?" Su Jingrui asked.

Su Hanyan laughed but did not answer. She turned and left, passing by the police comrades who came, and never looked back and walked out of the alley.

The voice of dialogue between the two parties came from behind:

"Are you Su Jingrui?"

"Correct!"

"Did you hit someone in the tow-distribution factory yesterday?"

"It's not a fight, it's a fight!"

"Now I am hospitalized for surgery, and the work-related injury has been identified. You intentionally injured someone, come with me now!"

"It's not a fight, it's a fight! A fight!"

The corners of Su Hanyan's lips curled up slightly, and it seemed that Su Jingrui was going to be unlucky.

Or, let him keep a long memory through this matter, and see if he will go out with his head in the future.

...

Su Hanyan went outside to study for five days. After returning to the factory, he went to other provinces non-stop with the leader's study group for a week of study and inspection.

By the time she returned to the factory, half a month had passed. This trip was very rewarding. After returning, they all handed in an inspection report.

She even wrote a news article overnight and submitted it to the "Beijing Daily News". After the article was posted, it was published the next day.

In addition to receiving the contribution fee, she was also praised by the factory leaders.

On the third day after she returned to the factory, the Propaganda Department had recruited new people, and there were three people as soon as she entered. However, what made her happy was that one of them was she knew, and that was Zhu Lin, who was in the same dormitory with her, and became the propaganda officer of the Propaganda Department. There is also a girl named Bai Xiuling who signed up from the staff reading room.

The last girl who came in was called Pan Yawen.

The office that had been deserted for a long time now became lively again.

As an old man, Lin Qingyu gave these newly-joined employees some guidance, which seemed like a little leader and elder sister.

Su Hanyan is unwilling to mix up those things. Recently, she has become busy, and the registration for the college entrance examination is about to begin. She has just worked in the factory for five years, and it feels that she can take the correspondence exam.

These books seemed to look good. Although she was confident, she couldn't do it without studying, and she had to pick up the knowledge. In addition, she has to translate English materials for Professor Fu.

The thing that must be on the agenda right now is to start a study class. After she came back, Zhang Tiancai urged her several times. Seeing that the day after tomorrow was the weekend, she had to go back to the rented house to clean up. Ready to start classes.

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