The drawings and the people who drew them are equally important to Yang Jun.
Huang Zhiqiang was sent to the arsenal to pick up orders in the name of inspection, and he was accompanied by people from the security department. These people were all people he trusted, and he had to ensure that Huang Zhiqiang did not make any mistakes.
Of course, this inspection was just a formality.
In fact, all these joints were opened by Yang Jun, and Huang Zhiqiang was just making a trip in the name of an inspection.
Seventeen pigs and more than 200 poultry went with the inspection group.
Chen Shanhe's arsenal is located in the mountains. It is very difficult to purchase materials, let alone the ingredients for this kind of meat. Therefore, in the past few months, Yang Jun has sent him some meat every now and then to subsidize their insufficient rations.
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Of course, these ingredients must be paid for, otherwise Chen Shanhe would not dare to accept them.
The person who drew the drawings was sent away, and all that was left were the drawings.
The safety of the drawings is also foolproof. The security department has a state-of-the-art safe. Without the password and key, even a grenade cannot explode it. What's more, there are two security guards guarding it 24/7.
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Without Yang Jun's consent, no one could transfer the blueprints from the Security Section.
Because the people in the security department only listen to Yang Jun.
After Huang Zhiqiang left, the workshop was not idle either.
That machine does not rest 24 hours a day and is constantly tested to the limit.
There are designated master technicians in both day and night shifts every day. Every time a shift is handed over, the data report of the shift must be placed in front of Yang Jun's desk.
Judging from the report data in the past few days, the processing efficiency of the lathe is more than six times that of the original, and its pass rate is also as high as %.
This is undoubtedly a happy thing.
However, in order to be sure, Yang Jun did not rush to modify other machines. He extended the test time to five days. If it was still normal after five days, he would carry out large-scale modification and upgrade.
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After handling official duties, Yang Jun sat bored and went to the workshop for a walk.
The workshop was filled with the roar of machines and the sound of collisions with iron tools. Yang Jun was confused, so he fled the workshop as if running away.
He did not go back to the office, but went to the security training ground.
Before reaching the playground, I heard a burst of noise.
"Sun Zhaodi, come on."
"Sun Zhaodi, come on."
Yang Jun looked up and saw that people from the security department were having a tug-of-war competition.
This is a casual game during training breaks.
Since the previous few competitions, Yang Jun found that this group of female soldiers has become more and more swollen, especially Ma Wumei, who is looking for trouble. She provokes in front of the male soldiers every day, shouting about competitions, not to mention competitions, but also to win prizes.
Either money or food stamps.
Yang Jun found that this unhealthy trend was very detrimental to the unity of the security department, so he issued an order strictly prohibiting anyone from engaging in gambling in any name.
However, there are policies from above and countermeasures from below.
Although they dare not gamble openly, they keep making small moves behind the scenes.
Don't look at it, this is just an ordinary tug-of-war, but maybe they have engaged in another gambling secretly.
Yang Jun did not get too close, but stood on the periphery of the crowd and watched.
There is a tug-of-war between male and female soldiers, with five men from each side.
These five people are the most powerful people on both sides.
Not to mention the male soldiers, Yang Anguo went into battle himself, and the other four were big men with big waists and round arms.
On the women's side, in addition to Ma Wumei and Sun Zhaodi, there are three more plump-looking female soldiers.
When it comes to other competitions, the female soldiers still have hope of winning, but tug-of-war doesn't involve a trace of adulteration or skill, it relies on strength.
Yang Anguo, not to mention this idiot, is a pervert who can carry a cauldron. He can walk several kilometers with a 350 kilogram wild boar on his shoulders. As for the other four people, they can crush them just by their tonnage.
Suppress female soldiers.
On the female soldier's side, Ma Wumei's strength can still be matched. As for the other three plump-looking female soldiers, they actually hope to delay their opponents with their own weight advantage.
The only one who can really show his strength is Sun Zhaodi.
At this time, the competition has reached a fierce stage.
Both sides exerted all their strength and were engaged in a tug-of-war with each other, sometimes favoring the female soldiers, and sometimes favoring the male soldiers. They were evenly matched with each other, and no one could easily defeat the other.
"Sun Zhaodi, you have to work hard. Isn't it okay for me to treat you to white-flour steamed buns for lunch?"
At this time, Ma Wumei saw that the rope was slowly moving toward the male soldier, and she suddenly became anxious and her face turned red from suppressing it.
Looking at Sun Zhaodi, her face was red, the thick muscles on her neck were bulging, and it seemed that all the strength in her body was concentrated.
Although white flour steamed buns are very tempting, you have to eat them based on your ability.
At this moment, she didn't dare to speak at all, for fear that she would lose the game if she let out a sigh of relief.
There are also three people on the female soldier side. At this moment, they are slumped on the ground, holding on to the rope and not letting go, as if they want to use their weight to delay time.
If nothing else happens, if this trend continues, the female soldiers will undoubtedly lose.
At this time, the male soldiers cheered loudly, as if victory was in sight.
When Yang Jun saw this, he couldn't help but worry about the female soldier.
So, he said to Sun Zhaodi: "Zhaodi, if you win, I will give you a cotton coat."
When Sun Zhaodi heard this, she immediately became excited, her face turned red from suppressing her emotions, but there was a hint of heat in her eyes.
"ah!"
With a roar.
Sun Zhaodi suddenly kicked her foot, twisted her waist, and concentrated all her strength on her right arm.
Within sight of the naked eye, the rope suddenly twitched, and then the five male soldiers were dragged and flew towards the female soldiers.
"How can it be."
"It's incredible."
A group of male soldiers watched all this with their mouths wide open.
All this was so unreal, I thought victory was in sight, but unexpectedly, Sun Zhaodi raised her arms and exerted her strength, and the situation suddenly reversed.
People.
If you don't push yourself, you will never know how much potential you have in your bones.
"Hey, Uncle Yang, are you telling the truth just now?"
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Sun Zhaodi stood in front of Yang Jun with sweat on her face.
"Of course it counts. You girl, it doesn't count when I see you talking to Uncle Yang." Yang Jun said with a smile.
"Uncle Yang, I believe in you. You have always been an upright hero in my heart."
Sun Zhaodi smiled happily, and when flattering Yang Jun, she did not forget to give a thumbs up.
Yang Jun rolled his eyes, this tiger girl is very thoughtful.
After not seeing each other for a few days, I actually learned to flatter him.
At this time, Ma Wumei walked over with a puzzled look on her face, scratched her head and said,
"Zhaodi, don't my sister's white-flour steamed buns taste delicious?"
Yang Jun laughed loudly and teased: "You, you, you haven't found the crux of the problem. In such a cold day, didn't you see that Zhao Di is still wearing a single suit?"
Ma Wumei looked back and saw, wasn't it? It was December, and Sun Zhaodi was still wearing a single suit.
At first Ma Wumei also asked her why she didn't wear cotton clothes, but Sun Zhaodi told her it wasn't cold.
At that time, she believed it to be true, thinking that with such a strong body, she would definitely be able to withstand the cold, so she didn't take it to heart.
In fact, only Yang Jun knew what Sun Zhaodi needed.
White flour steamed buns are good, but they can only satisfy hunger, and they are no more than a solution to the reality of being frozen.
Only Yang Jun knew the real situation in her family. It would be good if she could wear clothes that covered her body. As for cotton-padded clothes, there was no need to think about it. Whoever worked in the fields in the family would wear cotton-padded clothes.
"Sister, do you think the white flour steamed buns you just mentioned count?" Sun Zhaodi scratched her head and smiled sheepishly.
"Hey, you're not stupid. You can get both cotton clothes and steamed buns, so you can make money from both." Ma Wumei said dissatisfied.
Since they went to Yang Jun's house, the relationship between the two has become even closer, and they call each other sister all day long.
"Hehe!" Sun Zhaodi smiled stupidly.
"You silly girl, you don't say anything when you're cold. I happen to have a pair of cotton clothes that I don't want to wear. I'll give them to you later."
Ma Wumei looked at Sun Zhaodi's figure up and down and said: "It may be a little small, but I will change it later and it will still fit."
"Thank you, sister."
Seeing this, Yang Jun asked: "Did you not get any luck in this tug-of-war?"
"No."
Ma Wumei opened her eyes wide and said seriously: "Uncle Master, you have given orders, who dares to commit crimes against the wind?"
Yang Jun definitely doesn't believe it. You are a militant. If you don't make a fortune, you are Ma Wumei.
"Really do not have"
"No, I'm pretty sure not."
"Okay, this is what you said."
Yang Jun nodded, pointed at her, then clapped his hands and said,
"Everyone, please pay attention. Just now Chief Ma said that there is no lottery. I believe you. Therefore, I declare that if anyone asks you for lottery, you must not give it."
As soon as Yang Jun finished speaking, the male soldiers cheered and kept thanking Ma Wumei.
"Chief Ma, the situation is so bad. He is more generous than us men. I won't take the five kilograms of food stamps even if I don't want them."
"Yes, Chief Ma, I, Lao Zhang, will obey you if I don't obey anyone in my life."
"The chief of the horse department is bold and forthright, and he will not be outdone by women."
As the male soldiers shouted blessings, Ma Wumei and the female soldiers' faces were so gloomy that they almost shed tears.
Especially the group of female soldiers looked at Ma Wumei with resentment.
Chief Ma, you are so polite. Just by talking, five kilograms of food stamps were gone.
Ma Wumei looked at Yang Jun with a resentful look on her face, feeling bitter in her heart that she couldn't express.
Can you blame me? This is a dead end. If she admits to cheating on the lottery, Yang Jun must not punish her twice.
Seeing Ma Wumei deflated, the corner of Yang Jun's mouth curled up.
"Zhao Di, let's go. Uncle will take you to buy cotton clothes."
