Mottled walls.

Various clothes and other things to hang on the patellated wooden bed were messyly hung.

Some beds have dirty mosquito nets hanging.

There was an indescribable smell in the messy and crowded room.

On the long wooden table in the middle, there were a few books of hairy edges in a mess, and there were a lot of oily "The Legend of the Condor Heroes".

In sharp contrast to these messy novels are a thick stack of books such as "Mechanical Design Manual", "Mechanical Drawing", "Metal Processing Technology", "Material Science", and "Oxford Dictionary".

Next to the book, two thermos bottles with peony patterns printed on red plastic shells are standing outside.

Next to the thermos, there are several enamel cups with red double-happy printed on it and many enamels have been removed.

Snoring sounds like thunder.

"My immortal! It's past eight o'clock, I'm still sleeping! Hurry up! Master Mie Jue wants to remember that you are absent from work and you will be deducted three days of salary. Today is your first day as a technician!"

now.

Xie Yang slept soundly.

A anxious voice broke the snoring.

I didn't want to pay attention.

Being shaken, I feel even more irritable.

Opening his eyes, a young face appeared in front of him.

Who is this?

Absent from work?

My confused head was blank.

As a technical expert in the field of artificial intelligence, a senior free investor,

Who dares to remember that he is absent from work?

Last night...

When I think of last night, I feel a split headache.

I can't drink anymore.

I get drunk as soon as I drink it.

Although the beauty has a chance.

But it is easy to mislead things.

Xie Yang patted his head and secretly warned himself.

Seeing the thin and dark man in front of me, but with long hair on the King of Guo, like a monkey...

"Skinny Monkey?"

Memory is messy.

The person in front of you is familiar and unfamiliar.

dream?

Pinched myself.

pain.

Looking forward, on the wall near the door behind the thin black man, there was a poster with Zhang Manyu slightly red lips, and a calendar was hung below.

January 3, 1990.

People are a little confused.

joke?

Rebirth?

Traveling through time?

No matter which one is needed by people who are not satisfied with their lives?

I am not a top rich man, but I also have a net worth of billions. I have no regrets except for having no family and children.

God!

Let yourself start over?

Is it because I complain that I am tired of the kind of corrupt life of spending money every day and living a life of drunkenness and despair?

"Immortal, hurry up! I was so convinced that I just agreed to my body. Master Mie Jue did not directly remember to absent from work... three days' salary! I said last night that it was alcohol. When the technician's salary was high and he was happy, he could not drink so much! It was a big mistake!"

Xie Yang is still confused.

The skinny monkey pulled him up and sat down.

He stuffed the work clothes piled up on the bedside with the smell of engine oil into Xie Yang's hand who had not yet come to his senses.

Fake wine!

Xie Yang was even more confused.

They are all cruel people.

I still drink fake wine even though I know it.

He is even more fierce than the Russians who are unable to drink.

"Hurry up and put on your clothes. I'll screw a towel for you. Master Miejue is afraid that he will be dissatisfied with his desire last night, so he will cause trouble early in the morning..."

When the skinny monkey said that, the originally chaotic memory in my mind became clear and organized in an instant.

1990.

The original owner is also called Xie Yang.

Half a year after graduating from high school.

I only took a junior college entrance examination.

It was not free for college since last year. Those who used missiles were better than selling tea eggs. Many intellectuals went to the market.

The original owner's parents were just farmers who were honest and hard-working.

So I gave up going to college and reviewing.

As the skinny monkey who grew up together and returned to her hometown to go on a blind date, went south to find gold.

Life in the factory is fulfilling.

From the morning when I opened my eyes and went to work, I was still confused until I worked late at night when I was confused and I fell asleep.

There is no sun at both ends, and there is nothing else to bother.

Can it be unfulfilled?

Master Mie Jue, Li Yi.

Director of Hongwei Machinery Factory.

As a factory manager, it’s not because she graduated from junior high school and has a high management level or knows technology.

Management depends on fines.

Technology depends on yelling.

There is no way, women are in private factories these days, being beautiful is the condition of becoming a factory manager.

"Brother, let's reach out!"

The thin monkey twisted the towel and saw that Xie Yang was still sitting on the bed confused. He wiped his face a few times with a wet towel.

Then he took the sweater and prepared to put it on Xie Yang.

Xie Yang is still digesting the fusion memory.

The scene from last night was repeated.

He has rich experience and understands everything.

Oh!

capital!

"Brother, you have finally become a technician and have a easy life, and you have a salary of 400 yuan a month! We are not in a state of expansion..."

The thin monkey is anxious.

He grabbed the clothes and urged Xie Yang to reach out to put on the clothes.

"Just remember to absent from work."

Finally, Xie Yang spoke.
To be continued...