I became popular in the 1970s by disguising myself as a man

Although he didn't see anyone, Zhong Zhiran could already feel the hostility of the woman speaking towards Geng Hua.

But at this time, there were too many people with the same name. The second sister-in-law of the Zhang family probably had nothing to do with the people in the city. Thinking of this, Zhong Zhiran didn’t pay too much attention to it, and quickly left here, returning to where he had been a long time ago. The guest house has opened a room.

Lying on the bed in the guest house, Zhong Zhiran couldn't fall asleep for a long time. He had two fights in one day. Although they were both one-sided beatings, he was still very comfortable physically and mentally. He liked to think wildly when he couldn't sleep.

First, she thought about how Zhang Yougen would look after she brought the grain processing machine back to the struggle team tomorrow, turning the oil press into a grain processing machine. Then she began to think about who would be the suitable person in charge of this grain processing plant. It was she who spent the money. As before, her only request was that the person in charge asked her to designate.

With the lessons learned from the last time, it is estimated that the village cadres in the brigade will not have any objections.

As he thought about it, Zhong Zhiran seemed to be able to see that the struggle team was getting better and better in the future, and it was a prosperous scene.

When the policy is liberalized in the future, she will build a large house in the area where she built her house. It will have mountains, water, and an elegant environment. She will also live a leisurely and comfortable retirement life.

When the time comes, they will also capture Tian Bowen and make her a meal, warm her bed, and so on. Zhong Zhiran feels that that would be perfect.

I don’t know how long it took, but Zhong Zhiran finally fell asleep in his beautiful thoughts. He had no idea that Director Yu of the oil pressing plant had already rushed back to Heshi under the influence of stars.

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Early the next morning, Zhong Zhiran got up early to prepare to go to the machinery manufacturing factory to pick up the machine. He wanted to pick it up early so that he could feel at ease and avoid another thing like Director Wang popping up, which would be too disturbing.

As soon as he left the guest house, he saw Jiang Heng walking towards him.

"Why are you back? How is the monkey?"

After rescuing the monkey the day before, Jiang Heng sent him to the hospital.

"The skin injury is nothing serious. Whenever you plan to return to the struggle brigade, I will go back with you."

Zhong Zhiran was a little surprised. Brother Hu was already dead. Wouldn't Jiang Heng take this opportunity to take over the black market in this city into his own hands?
"Monkeys here can just ask someone to take over. My vacation is almost up, I have to go back..."

Jiang Heng seemed to know what Zhong Zhiran was thinking, and explained it without Zhong Zhiran asking, but he hesitated to speak.

"If you have anything to say, just say it, don't hesitate."

"It's too far here, and I couldn't care about it for a while. I was just thinking, if anything happens to the monkey, I can go to you and you can help take care of it."

Jiang Heng was a little embarrassed when he said this. Looking back, it seemed that Zhong Zhiran had always been helping him, and he had not done anything, which was very unfair.

Zhong Zhiran really didn't want to get involved in the black market, but after thinking about it, she still didn't refuse, so she just used herself as a thug. Zhong Zhiran thought this way, but the monkeys regarded her as their backbone, the same existence as Jiang Heng.

Of course, this is something to talk about later. Zhong Zhiran had a large group of younger brothers inexplicably.

"Okay, but I haven't decided which factory I will go to yet. Give me their address. When I decide, I will tell them.

I will go back to the struggle brigade today. Do you want to go back with me? "

Jiang Heng didn't expect to be in such a hurry to go back, but then he thought that things were almost done, so he was ready to leave with Zhong Zhiran.By the time Zhong Zhiran and Jiang Heng arrived at the machinery factory, the grain processing machines had been loaded onto the car, and Mr. Yang was directing people under the car to tie up more ropes.

"Here you come? The machine has been installed for you. Let's go to the cafeteria and have some food before setting off. It won't take more than half a minute.

Is this your friend? "

"Well, his name is Jiang Heng. We are going to the countryside in a brigade. We will follow the car back together later."

Mr. Yang nodded and said nothing more. The four people, including the driver, had a simple breakfast in the cafeteria.

"Ahem... that little clock, you have to come back early when you send the machine back. I'll be waiting for you here at the factory."

What Mr. Yang didn't say was that a lot of information was waiting for her to translate.

"Okay, I'll be back as soon as I make arrangements here, within three days at most."

Zhong Zhiran is not good at sensationalism and does not like sensationalism. Besides, this situation is not suitable. After a short farewell, Zhong Zhiran and Jiang Heng drove away in the truck. The truck left here for about 10 minutes, and the other truck came again. Stopped outside the gate of the machinery factory.

Mr. Yang thought that he had accomplished a big thing, and there was no need to hide from anyone. He played chess with someone in the guard room. When he heard the sound of the truck, he thought it was Zhong Zhiran leaving and returning. Not caring anymore, he ran out quickly.

But when he saw who was getting out of the car, he subconsciously wanted to run, but he quickly calmed down.

"Ah, Xiaoyu is back. Didn't you go to a meeting? Why are you back so early?"

A guilty conscience is definitely a guilty conscience, but is this the time to be cowardly?

"Mr. Yang, what you did is not honest. You can't steal my people while I'm not around."

"What's the point of robbing? How can a cow hold its head down if it doesn't drink water? If that boy hadn't had a bad encounter in your factory, how would I have had the chance to meet that boy? Besides, I'm not robbing you of people, talents. Who doesn't want that?
He is also a trustworthy person. He said that he promised you first and would not regret it, so I just gave him a temporary job, which is also called... yes, it is called a part-time job. "

Factory Director Yu wants to vomit blood, but his part-time job, love Zhong Zhiran has become the emperor, his own oil press factory and machinery factory have become harem beauties, and he still has to wait for Zhong Zhiran to turn over the brand...

But now that the matter has come to this, he can be regarded as the 'original wife' of the oil mill, and must have the status of 'Queen'.

"What about the others?"

"I brought the grain processing machine back to the struggle brigade. You sold the machine to others and refused to let them pull it. The oil pressing plant cannot be opened, so we have to think of other ways out. It would be good to open a grain processing plant."

Glancing at the truck that came with Factory Director Yu, Mr. Yang could make a rough guess.

"You sent the machine in person, right? He just walked away for more than 20 minutes. You can go and chase him. But I tell you, don't embarrass that child. It's not impossible to embarrass him. If he is unhappy, just go ahead and chase him. It would be even better if you come here as a regular worker..."

Director Yu has always respected Mr. Yang very much. I have never seen Mr. Yang so angry that he would not pay for his life. He couldn't continue this topic. He forced a smile and said hello, Director Yu said. I just got in the car and chased him all the way.

Trucks are rarely seen in the town. As soon as Zhong Zhiran's car entered the town, it attracted a lot of people's attention. In addition, another car drove into the town shortly afterwards, which also attracted a lot of people's attention. s concern.