Chapter 240: A Windfall
After expressing her thanks, Su He once again said her goodbyes.
Director Zhang said casually, “I’m heading that way anyway—I’ll walk you to the gate.”
As he spoke, he took the things from Su He’s hands and strode out.
Director Jing felt speechless. If he didn’t know Zhang’s character, this level of enthusiasm might look suspicious.
But Zhang truly had no ulterior motives—he just thought Su He looked like a little chick struggling to carry things, and it was indeed on his way.
Su He didn’t think much of it either. Zhang clearly had a straightforward personality and an upright bearing—no bad intentions.
Besides, she was happy to have help carrying the load. Those two big bags of brown sugar together weighed at least five kilograms!
To be fair, the people at the unit were really generous!
Zhang had long legs—walking ahead, while Su He had to half-jog to keep up.
About halfway through, Zhang finally noticed and slowed down.
Feeling a bit embarrassed, he was about to say something when Su He spoke first:
“My physical condition is really too poor. I need to start exercising more. Director Zhang, do you have any good training methods?”
Though Zhang looked rough, he was actually quite perceptive. Otherwise, he wouldn’t be the head of the Equipment Department. He immediately understood she was easing his embarrassment.
Smiling, he said, “You should run more. The main thing is—you’re too thin. I’d say gaining another twenty jin would be just right! Drink more brown sugar water when you get back—girls look better with a bit more weight…”
Su He: “……”
I don’t even want to gain two jin!
As they approached the gate, a jeep drove toward them.
It stopped in front of them, the window rolled down, and an older man leaned out, frowning.
“Zhang Dahu, maintain discipline within the unit! I could hear your laughter from far away. Go copy the unit regulations three times and hand them in!”
Director Zhang immediately stood at attention and saluted. “Yes, sir!”
The old man glanced at Su He but said nothing, then rolled up the window and drove off.
After the jeep left, Zhang sighed bitterly. “Bad luck, really bad luck! I’d rather march twenty kilometers with a load than pick up a pen!”
Su He looked apologetic. “Director Zhang, this is my fault. If you hadn’t walked me out, this wouldn’t have happened.”
Zhang waved it off. “Nothing to do with you! That old man’s been looking for an excuse to pick on me anyway. I’ll just copy it—it’s not like I haven’t done it before!”
From his tone, Su He could tell he had been punished like this many times—a bit of a carefree rogue.
As for that old man, clearly someone who valued discipline strictly.
She changed the topic and didn’t dwell on it.
At the gate, Director Tian and Principal Chen didn’t dare get too close. They paced under a tree several hundred meters away.
Director Tian sighed. “Little Su is good in every way—except her guts are too big! Bigger than a dried gourd!
A unit like this isn’t the same as our place—one mistake and you could end up in jail! She’s been inside so long—what if something happened?”
Principal Chen glared at him. “Stop talking nonsense! Little Su is sensible. Even if things don’t work out, she won’t cause trouble.”
Though he said that, his tightly furrowed brows showed he was worried too.
At that moment, Director Tian pointed into the distance. “She’s out! She’s out! Thank heavens! …Eh? Why is she carrying something?”
The two hurried over.
As soon as they met, Su He handed the two bags of brown sugar to Director Tian.
“Help me carry this—it’s too heavy!
The people at the unit were too enthusiastic. I said no, but they insisted. It’ll take me years to finish this much!
Oh, and these leather gloves—what use are they in this heat…”
Director Tian stared at the bags in shock.
Wait… these were from the unit?!
Weren’t you supposed to be apologizing?!
How did you end up taking things from them instead?!
Principal Chen glared at her. “Stop joking—what exactly happened? Did you resolve the vegetable factory issue?”
Su He nodded. “Yes. After my explanation, they won’t pursue the matter anymore.”
Principal Chen let out a breath of relief. “Then what about these things?”
Su He spread her hands. “Exactly what I said—they insisted on giving them to me. I couldn’t refuse. Maybe it’s because I’m good-looking?”
Principal Chen: “……”
As they walked back, Director Tian suddenly said, “Little Su, my arm’s a bit uncomfortable—you carry it yourself!”
What kind of logic is this—director carrying things while the secretary walks empty-handed?!
Su He blinked. “Oh right, Director—I forgot to tell you some good news!
I secured an order with Director Jing. The unit plans to purchase ten thousand packs of our instant noodles initially. If the feedback is good, they’ll place additional orders…”
The brown sugar dropped from Director Tian’s hands with a thud.
Luckily it was tightly wrapped, or it would’ve burst open.
His eyes nearly popped out.
“What did you say?! The unit is buying our instant noodles? Ten—ten thousand packs?!”
His voice cracked into a shrill squawk at the end.
Su He nodded. “Of course it’s true. I wouldn’t joke about something like that.”
Director Tian was completely stunned by this sudden windfall!
After standing there dumbfounded for a long while, he broke into a foolish grin.
This wasn’t just about ten thousand packs!
He had absolute confidence in their product—once the door was opened, the unit would definitely place large orders!
From one point, it would spread everywhere!
Thinking of all the units across the country, he couldn’t even calculate the potential demand!
Overcome with excitement, he wanted to hug Su He—but that didn’t feel appropriate. So he grabbed Principal Chen instead and burst into laughter.
“Old Chen, we’ve struck it rich! Our food factory is going to make a fortune!”
Principal Chen was both shocked and delighted. Looking at Su He, his eyes held even more admiration and satisfaction.
This girl always brought unexpected surprises!
Director Tian was right—the An County Food Factory had truly hit the jackpot!
Even if civilian sales didn’t take off, the demand from the units alone would be enough to make them thrive.
And if the units approved it, civilians would surely follow—there was no way sales would be bad.
Director Tian’s ancestors must be smoking with pride!
At that moment, Su He pointed at the brown sugar on the ground. “Director, this sugar…”
Before she could finish, Director Tian had already picked it up and strode forward briskly.
“My arm’s fine now! Completely fine!
Little Su, if you’re tired, I can carry you back to the guesthouse…”
Su He: …Even Sichuan opera face-changing isn’t as fast as you!
