A woman in the workshop, a front-line general worker, about forty years old, wears a pair of glasses, often carries a bag when she comes to work, and it is normal to be late, and it is not normal to leave early.
He likes to sit in the position of the team leader for a long time, gritting his teeth and writing reports, and his pen is either missing arms or feet, or crooked necks or hair. After writing and looking at each other for a while, most of them no longer know each other, and they are thrown on the table, leaving it for those who need to guess and identify. Where the workshop should help, generally stand behind with both hands on the waist and be calm, the summer is hot, but she does not sweat. There are managers who patrol and pass by, and their vision is far-sighted, quick to respond, smiling faces, and they start to do hygiene with great efforts.
Go to the canteen to eat, don't cut the queue and be restless. When it was her turn, she sniffed the food with her nose a few times, and then pushed her glasses a few times to glare angrily, indicating that the olfactory nerve was more developed than the optic nerve. Not worried, he used his own rice spoon to pick up one or two dishes in the big pot, considered it again, and told his aunt to do it. Someone in the back began to stomp her feet, and the woman did not forget to ask her aunt to add a little soup after finishing the meal.
I have always insisted on rarely talking to the same sex, and talking loudly with men about card skills and exchanging experiences. Hurried to the mahjong parlor, others lacked one, and she often lacked three. Where are the troubles in life?
What does the woman look like?Please see the official to make up for it yourself!