Du Youwen never thought he had done something wrong. It was obviously Qin Zhenhua and his group who came to the stage and deliberately targeted him. Yes, it was them! He and others have been working diligently in the R&D room in recent years, but Qin Zhenhua
, it is to take revenge on your own!
Qin Zhenhua had just arrived at the Yimai Factory and he had asked the test questions. The test questions at that time were also given up by Director Niu. He was a senior talent in the R&D office, so what happened to the question?
It should be the bond that formed from that time!
Thinking of this, Du Youwen felt extremely annoyed.
After being at home for several months, I felt a mess in my heart. This girl complained all day long at home. Now she has gone to a big quarrel and has no longer had the kind of virtuousness she used to.
Is it my responsibility? What does it have to do with me? Is it impossible to report the situation to my superiors? OK, I will fire me when I come back.
If I hadn't been able to enter the Yimai Factory, the guards would have been too strict, so I would have burned all the factory and let you give me a meal!
He thought annoyedly, and then stepped out.
"Where are you going?" Yu Xiuxiu asked.
"Please care about me." Du Youwen left a sentence and continued to walk out.
The wind was very strong and whimpered, and Du Youwen walked out of his home and onto the street.
There was a sound of firecrackers in the distance, which was the child setting off firecrackers, and the smell of meat was floating in the air. This smell made him feel even more uncomfortable.
At the beginning, he was a master in the first machine factory. Now he was well, he was trampled under his feet by a junior.
Du Youwen took a last puff of cigarette and threw it on the frozen street, with a serious face and a complicated mood.
He looked at the vast sky and felt that the future was at a loss, as if there was no road ahead.
For many people, entering a factory is a lifelong thing. What else can they do if they leave the factory?
Du Youwen didn't know either.
He was in the first machine factory and was used to being a slumber. He had already forgotten all the knowledge in the school. Going out to find a job?
What job should I find? Do R&D? He is self-aware, but he can't get out of the workshop? Just kidding, I am a staff member of the R&D room of the First Machine Factory, how can I go out to work in the workshop?
He was just like this, wandering around the family area aimlessly. Occasionally, he saw one or two acquaintances, and he lowered his head and did not dare to answer. When he walked over, he felt that the other party was on his back.
Tip and point a few points.
Thinking of this, I was indescribable annoyance.
So he took a step and left the family area of the machine factory.
This living area is very large. He walked aimlessly and continued to walk along the street. The cold wind was whistling, blowing through his military coat and blew into his heart.
I felt a burst of coldness all over my body.
A tavern appeared in front.
If it were in the past few years, such taverns would never have appeared. This is the tail of capitalism. If anyone dares to do it, he would probably have to wear a high hat and get a stinking egg.
And now, times have changed, and in big cities, changes have first appeared.
There is an extra tavern here, not state-owned, collective, commune, but private. After opening this tavern, the service attitude is good and the price is cheap. Therefore, some single workers in factories like to come here.
Have a drink.
Go in and warm your body.
With this idea, Du Youwen pushed open the door and walked in.
During the Chinese New Year, there is no hot business here. The tavern is not large in size. There are six tables surrounded by a stove in the middle. Inside, charcoal fire is burning brightly. On top of the charcoal stove, there is a pot of meat stewed
, the sound of the meat was filled with gusty sounds.
"Yao, it's Master Du, come, sit down." Just inside the tavern, there is the kitchen, the boss Pan Chengren, a chef and a handyman, in short, he is the only one who is busy with work.
Pan Chengren is in his forties. He used to be a chef in a factory. Later, he was said to have been fired because of his unclear hands and feet. In the past few years, his life was very bad. In recent years, he has caught up with a good time.
This tavern has already had an enviable income in just half a year.
When the business was just opened, Du Youwen was also a regular customer. Later, he was fired and never came again.
Pan Chengren smiled and greeted him inside, and took the bowls, chopsticks and wine bottles and came out: "Old thing?"
"Well, give me a cup, cut three or two meats and a plate of peanuts." Du Youwen said.
It is impossible to take care of a tavern alone, so the food and drink are very simple, almost cooked meat, peanuts, wine, and occasionally some noodles. If it is too complicated, it will be gone.
The wine and meat were served, and Du Youwen had something to do in his heart. He drank a big gulp, and a glass of wine was quickly poured into his stomach.
Pan Chengren came over with another wine glass and poured it on him again.
"At this time, not many people came. Come on, let's have one."
"Old Pan, I don't seem to have brought any money," Du Youwen said.
"You used to be a regular visitor, and this is the New Year's Day. I am the only one who is a bachelor, and no one is accompanying you. Just treat it as a conversation with me, and the money for this wine will be spared." Pan Chengren said.
"This is what you said, full." Du Youwen, who was already a little drunk, pointed at his wine glass.
"Brother, it seems that you have something to worry about." Pan Chengren asked.
After drinking a few glasses of wine, Du Youwen was scruples and told them all about how they were excluded and how they were fired.
"What? How can they do this?" Pan Chengren also slapped the table: "Brother, don't worry, you have the ability and knowledge. Now, the country has been relaxed again. What are you doing? Can't you make a career?
Even if I open a tavern like me, I can live a good life.”
After saying that, Pan Chengren said again: "However, it seems that the machine factory is getting bigger and bigger recently. In my tavern, people often say that, but they are all vague and I don't know much about it.
It seems like the tank was sold?"
"Yes, I sold it, sold hundreds of units. Qin Zhenhua, now he is a celebrity."
"Is that good thing sold? I heard them say, what is the 100-line or 105-line? What is it?"
"You don't understand this, right?" Du Youwen drank too much, and now he finally had an audience member and talked endlessly: "The 100mm rifled gun, our main equipment, the 105mm rifled gun, is imported goods,
British goods, that quality, just the right one.”
"What kind of goods are we selling?"
"It depends on who it is sold to. The ones sold to the desert are 100 lines. Anyway, they don't know the goods, so the ones sold to Lao Ba and the others are 105 lines." After Du Youwen said that, he lowered his voice again: "Shh, shh,
Such a thing is a secret. If you tell it, you will have to eat peanuts.”
After saying that, Du Youwen grabbed a peanut, put it in front of him, and gestured for a while. However, the peanut was shaking around in front of him.