Chapter 243: Who Is This?

"Why didn’t you keep her here a little longer?"

Director Su couldn’t believe how dense Xiao Zheng was.

He should have at least waited for me to come and see that little tricycle!

Xiao Zheng was baffled.

’She was in a hurry to leave,’ he thought. ’How was I supposed to keep her?’

Director Su remembered that Fu Mingxue had already agreed to draw up the blueprints for him, and it wouldn’t take her long anyway.

He was confident that the blueprints she designed would result in something even better than the little tricycle she’d built today.

With that in mind, he wasn’t in a rush anymore.

Meanwhile, Fu Mingxue spent over half an hour riding her tricycle back to the engine factory.

Overall, the ride felt pretty good and didn’t require much effort.

The only issue was that although the paint had been treated, the smell was still a bit strong.

Little Fang from the security department was on duty today and happened to see Fu Mingxue riding back on her tricycle.

He was stunned by her vehicle.

"Group Leader Fu, is this a new vehicle?"

The smell of paint hadn’t even faded.

Fu Mingxue nodded. "Yes."

Little Fang was speechless.

’What kind of family is she from?!’

So many of them couldn’t even afford a bicycle.

And yet, here was Group Leader Fu, who had somehow gotten her hands on a small, three-wheeled vehicle.

To be honest, he had never even seen one before.

He kind of wanted to ask if he could ride it, but then he thought, ’Why would she let me ride such an expensive vehicle?’

’Even if she agreed, I’d be terrified of breaking it.’

Fu Mingxue, however, had no idea about the winding thoughts in his head.

As soon as the main gate opened, she rode her tricycle inside.

She parked the tricycle next to her own bicycle and locked it.

That’s right—she had already gotten a lock for it at the bicycle factory.

Back at the office.

When Xu Ming saw her return, he came over. "Group Leader Fu, I heard you went to the bicycle factory. Is the tricycle assembled?"

"Yes." Fu Mingxue still smelled of paint, so she was planning to leave work a little early today. "Is there anything going on in the group?"

"No, Director Geng already picked up the materials you had me organize."

Fu Mingxue nodded to show she understood. She went to her own office for a moment, then headed to the lab—

Half an hour later, she clocked out and prepared to go home.

She put her bicycle in the tricycle’s cargo bed, then rode the tricycle home.

When she entered the military base,

she once again drew everyone’s attention.

This was especially true when she rode into the family quarters, as many people happened to be home.

"Qin Tuan’s wife, what kind of vehicle is that? Why does it only have three wheels?"

Some of the less-worldly people couldn’t help but ask directly.

Before Fu Mingxue could answer, someone else spoke up first. "That’s called a tricycle. In Shanghai, they call them ’san-ka,’ but those are motorized and really fast, not like this one. Still, some places have similar ones that you have to pedal yourself."

"Doesn’t our unit have tricycles? Have none of you seen one before?"

Hearing this, Fu Mingxue couldn’t help but look at the speaker.

She then noticed that the person who had spoken was quite young, maybe twenty-two or twenty-three, and very fashionably dressed.

Such an outfit was a rare sight on the military base.

The clothing worn in the family quarters was mostly plain and simple.

A flowing, stylish long dress paired with shiny black leather shoes—this kind of attire was truly uncommon.

Only the young women from the Art Troupe would dress up like that.

But this person still felt different somehow.

How to describe it... She had the air of a wealthy capitalist’s daughter—with beautiful, long, wavy hair.

Most importantly, she was even wearing makeup and lipstick.

She seemed completely out of place among the other women in the family quarters.

Just by standing there, she outshone everyone around her.

The other woman noticed her gaze and met her eyes directly.