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Chapter Ninety-Third

The last paragraph is inspiring!

In the eyes of Lao Xu and Leng Qingguang, this paragraph basically has no meaning of change, so naturally there will be no change.

Lu Xiaorong has not changed at all!

If this were told, it would be a big joke. Not only would Lu Xiaorong not be able to hold her head high in the main factory from now on, but even the clock factory that introduced her would not look good.

Lao Xu pulled Leng Qingguang and said: "Lao Leng, let me tell you..."

Leng Qingguang knew very well what Lao Xu wanted to say, and he was not prepared to stand up for anything on this matter.

In his opinion, he was not giving face to Lao Xu, let alone Lu Xiaorong. His current situation was to give face to Zhong Chang.

If the people Zhong Chang talks about are idiots, although Zhong Chang may not look good on his face, he, the instigator, may not be better off either.

But at this time, I still need to be careful about what I should do.

"The blueprint has been drawn, and it's time to set sail..." As this sentence appeared on the radio, Lao Xu, who was speaking, stopped.

Leng Qingguang was also a little stunned!

Hearing these two sentences, he had a refreshing feeling in his ears, and one thing he was sure of was that there was absolutely no such thing among the things he wrote.

In other words, these ten words were all written by Lu Xiaorong!

Leng Qingguang didn't listen to the remaining dozens of words at all. In his heart, there were only those words added by Lu Xiaorong.

How is this possible, how can Lu Xiaorong change so well!

But although he couldn't believe it in his heart, the sound of the radio echoing in his ears told him that this was true.

"The finishing touch!" Lao Xu clapped his hands heavily and said with a touch of emotion.

"I can't write such a thing."

Leng Qingguang didn't want to talk at all at this time. Although he felt that Lao Xu might not be able to help sighing at this time, the lethality of this emotion was too great, making him very uncomfortable.

But he wanted to refute, but he didn't know what to say, and he really couldn't find the words to refute.

"This woman is incredible." Leng Qingguang finally choked out these words.

He thought about what he had said just now, and how he had not changed a single word before but added such a sentence to himself later, which made him feel as if his face had been beaten.

Especially when he dragged Lao Xu here to listen to the radio, he slapped his face directly on his face.

Lao Xu smiled and said: "With her ability to write such a finishing touch, Lao Leng, do you think she can modify your manuscript?"

Leng Qingguang wanted to say no, but the smiling Lao Xu made him understand that at this time, it was best for him to tell the truth honestly.

And to be honest, there is only one answer, and that is yes.

"Xiao Lu, don't change a word in front of me. That's to give you face. Here's a finishing touch. It tells us that he has a lot of ability. Old man, since he has released his goodwill, let's just accept it.

.”

Leng Qingguang wanted to say no, but his reason told him that Lao Xu's proposal was the most beneficial to him now.

"Thank you, webmaster. I just want to test the abilities of the new comrades. I really don't have any other ideas."

The two people were talking when they saw the leader, Director Li, walking over. He looked at Lao Xu and Leng Qingguang from a distance, and waved with a smile.

"Today's manuscript sounds to me like Xiao Leng's writing style. It's pretty good!" Director Li was in the factory, and he kept his word.

After receiving such a compliment from him, most of Leng Qingguang's previous depression disappeared. He said humbly: "Director, I still have a lot of shortcomings. In some things, I should learn from Lao Xu.

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"You are being modest. I heard this article earlier and there are still many gaps between you and Lao Xu, but the first sentence of the last paragraph is really great."

"Let me tell you, this is the finishing touch. Lao Xu has been writing the manuscript for so many years, but he just didn't write it!"

The finishing touch, which I haven’t written in so many years...

Leng Qingguang's smile suddenly froze, and Lao Xu, who was standing aside, felt a little embarrassed at this time. He really didn't know what to say at this time.

"The blueprint has been drawn, and it's time to set sail!" Director Lao Li recited a sentence seriously: "These short ten words describe the current struggling state of our factory. I know that you are a capable person, Lao Leng.

people."

"In the future, I will write more inspiring things like this."

Leng Qingguang really didn't know what to say. He pondered for a while and finally said: "Director, this sentence..."

"This sentence was not written by me. It was added by Lu Xiaorong, a talented new woman at our radio station, when she was checking the manuscript."

Leng Qingguang wiped the sweat from his forehead and said honestly: "Although Comrade Xiao Rong only proposed a sentence modification, he won the approval of all of us."

Director Li looked at Leng Qingguang, who was sweating on his forehead, and smiled and said: "Young people are scary. Does this also mean that your radio station is full of talents?"

"Yes, this new talent you selected is very good!"

"By the way, when you go back and report it later, I will verbally praise your manuscript on behalf of the factory."

Director Li left, Leng Qingguang and Lao Xu looked at each other, and both saw a hint of complexity in each other's eyes.

The future life is terrible!

Shen Lin didn't know that the words he added to his wife had such a big effect. At this time, Shen Lin was driving his motorcycle towards the warehouse with Photon.

Although the appearance of the motorcycle tricycle was a bit poor, it was very cool to drive. Qiangzi, who was sitting on the side of the motorcycle, asked to change seats with Shen Lin after sitting there for a few minutes.

After Shen Lin gave a few instructions, he sat on his special bench. Under the sun at nine o'clock in the morning, Shen Lin could feel a lot of coolness while sitting in the car.

"Brother Shen, I heard that Photon's engine is ready and waiting for you to modify it." Qiangzi said with a hint of envy: "Brother, I don't have to pay for the first month, so I beg you to modify it for me first.

A motorcycle."

Shen Lin smiled and waved his hand: "Okay, this is a small matter."

The two of them chatted and laughed and came to the door of the warehouse. The gatekeeper was still lying on the lounge chair under the big tree and listening to the radio. When he saw Shen Lin coming, he said hello lazily: "Young man, what are you doing?"

Why are you here again?"

"Uncle, I have rented the three warehouses on the far left of ours and plan to use them now." Shen Lin did not hide anything and took out the contract with a smile.

"You are Shen Lin." The gatekeeper did not read the contract, but asked Shen Lin directly.

Shen Lin took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it over: "Uncle, I am Shen Lin. I will open a store here in the future. Please take care of me."

"We will discuss the matter of care later. The General Affairs Department called and asked you to go to the General Affairs Department first. It seems that there is something wrong with the warehouse rental."

When Shen Lin heard this, he was stunned. He didn't expect that something that was so sure would go wrong.

But soon, he calmed down. After putting away the contract, he smiled and said, "Okay, I'll go solve the problem and I'll be back in a minute."

While talking, Shen Lin got on his motorcycle and drove towards the Second Match Factory.

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