5: The workshop was a chaotic scene; was she jealous?

The next day at work.

Chen Yun walked with a slight limp.

Wang Fugui wanted to support her, his hand just reaching out.

“Don't touch me.”

In front of everyone, Chen Yun's voice was as cold and hard as stone.

She had to maintain her authority as a supervisor, and even more so, hide the panic of last night.

Wang Fugui withdrew his hand awkwardly.

In the workshop.

The atmosphere felt a bit off.

The factory belle, "Little Chili Pepper", wearing a shortened uniform, intentionally broke a machine.

“Oh my, why is this machine stuck? Brother Fugui, you're strong, come help me take a look.”

Little Chili Pepper shouted at Wang Fugui, who was moving cargo, her voice so cloying it could drip water.

Wang Fugui put down the box and walked over.

“Where is it broken?”

He crouched down to inspect the machine.

Little Chili Pepper intentionally stood opposite him and bent over.

Her neckline was wide open.

A patch of snowy white swayed right before Wang Fugui's eyes.

The eyes of the surrounding male workers were about to pop out.

Wang Fugui, however, didn't look away from the task.

He truly didn't understand the hint.

In his eyes, this was just a broken piece of iron.

“The bearing is stuck, I'll snap it back for you.”

With a crack.

The machine was fixed.

Little Chili Pepper stomped her foot in frustration.

What a blockhead!

Unwilling to give up, she shoved a cup of pearl milk tea into Wang Fugui's hand.

“Brother Fugui, thanks for your hard work, have some milk tea. Tonight... do you want to go to the Video Hall to watch a movie? I have tickets.”

Her body was almost pressed against Wang Fugui's arm.

Just then.

“What are you doing!”

A furious shout came.

Chen Yun walked over quickly in her high heels, slamming the folder in her hand onto the machine with a thwack.

“Playing around during work hours! What is this behavior!”

She pointed at Little Chili Pepper, “You, your bonus for this month is completely docked! Another time and you're fired!”

Then she turned her head to look at the milk tea in Wang Fugui's hand.

Her gaze was like a knife.

“And you! Why are you drinking milk tea during work hours!”

She snatched the milk tea and threw it into the nearby trash can without hesitation.

Thud.

The milk tea spilled all over the floor.

Dead silence filled the entire workshop.

Everyone was scared witless.

It was the first time they had seen Supervisor Chen so furious.

Little Chili Pepper's eyes turned red, but she didn't dare say a word.

Anyone could see that this wasn't about discipline; she was clearly jealous!

And it was the kind of explosive jealousy of a legal wife catching a mistress.

In the corner.

Liu Big Head watched this scene, his teeth grinding.

Little Chili Pepper was the goddess in his heart, yet she was ignored by this fool and then bullied by Chen Yun like this.

“Fine, kid, you just wait.”

Lunchtime.

Wang Fugui was so hungry his stomach was sticking to his back, and he rushed toward the Cafeteria.

When passing through a narrow passage.

The path was blocked.

A huge Injection Mold lay across the middle of the road.

This thing weighed at least four or five hundred pounds; usually, a forklift was needed.

Liu Big Head stood behind it smoking with a few hoodlum coworkers, a mocking look on his face.

“Oh, isn't this Fugui? The road is blocked, the forklift is broken, why don't you take a detour?”

Taking a detour would take another twenty minutes.

The good food in the Cafeteria would have been long gone.

Liu Big Head just wanted to see him make a fool of himself or go hungry.

A circle of workers gathered around to watch the commotion.

Wang Fugui glanced at the mold, then at Liu Big Head.

“Team Leader Liu, this thing is in the way, right?”

“Yeah, I can't help it either.” Liu Big Head spread his hands.

Wang Fugui nodded.

He walked over and gripped the edge of the mold with one hand.

He focused his inner energy into his Dantian.

The muscles in his arm instantly bulged like cracked rocks.

“Up!”

He gave a low shout.

Under everyone's terrified gazes.

That four or five hundred pound piece of iron was actually lifted by him with one hand!

As easily as carrying a vegetable basket.

Wang Fugui carried the mold and walked up to Liu Big Head.

A shadow loomed over Liu Big Head.

The cigarette fell from Liu Big Head's mouth in shock, and his legs were trembling.

“Team Leader Liu, this thing is in the way, I'll put it aside for you.”

Boom!

Wang Fugui let go.

The mold crashed onto the ground, even cracking the concrete floor.

Just two centimeters in front of Liu Big Head's toes.

Liu Big Head fell onto his butt, his crotch soaking wet.

Dead silence.

Then, thunderous applause and screams from the female workers erupted.

This kind of absolute power suppression was too shocking.

In the Cafeteria.

A mountain of food was piled in front of Wang Fugui.

Chen Yun sat opposite him with her tray.

She placed the only chicken leg from her tray into Wang Fugui's bowl.

“Eat.”

She said coldly.

“Sister, aren't you eating?”

“I'm not hungry.”

Chen Yun looked at his wolfing down the food, her gaze softening slightly.

But then it became complicated again.

She lowered her voice and said in a tone only the two of them could hear:

“Eat more, tonight... I have something I need your help with.”

“What is it, Sister?”

“Changing a light bulb.”

Chen Yun turned her face away, her ears turning a bit red.

Actually, the light bulb wasn't broken.

She just wanted to see him standing on a ladder, the tight lines of his waist and abdomen when he tilted his head back.

She knew she was a goner.