Back to the 80s Machinery Factory

Chapter 231 (6k super long chapter) Are you writing the Records of the Grand Historian here?
On the other side, Chen Dazhi gritted his teeth and tried his best to arm wrestle under the encouragement of his son.

"Crack!"

Veins bulged on Chen Dazhi's forehead, and he pressed Xu Qingsong's wrist down on the table with a mighty force.

"Are you convinced!!!"

Chen Dazhi shouted in a hoarse voice, extremely arrogantly!

Xu Qingsong's face was red with a hint of black, and he seemed to be mumbling a few words and cursing.

Chen Luyang was very proud of himself.

You little bastard, if you bully me, my dad will kill you!

Just as Chen Luyang was about to cheer and celebrate Chen Dazhi's victory, another voice rang out!
"Dazhi, let's break up!!!"

"Come!!"

Chen Dazhi was feeling the joy of victory at this time. When he heard that someone else was coming to challenge him, he immediately agreed.

The round-robin battle has begun...

By the time Chen Dazhi got down from the fighting table, Chen Luyang's voice was almost hoarse from shouting.

"I'm saying, next time I arm wrestle someone, can you please stop making such noises beside me?"

Chen Dazhi sat on the stool, rubbing his wrist and frowning.

"It makes my head hurt!"

Chen Luyang took a big sip of water to moisten his throat. "Without my shouting to crush and disintegrate their fighting spirit, can you win?"

A large part of the credit for Chen Dazhi’s victory today goes to Chen Luyang!

In the end, not to mention Chen Dazhi, the people around him couldn't stand it anymore and kept looking at him.

Just go and take a look!
The more you look at me, the more I shout!
A bunch of shameless old guys are fighting a round-the-clock battle with my dad. I'll kill you bastards!
As the two sides were talking, a few old masters came over and complained while picking their ears:
"Old Chen, why don't you stop working in the machinery factory and go sing in a song and dance troupe?"

"It makes my ears hurt!"

"That's right, your son has a very loud voice..."

……

Before these people finished speaking, Chen Dazhi became unhappy.

"What happened to my son? My son cheered me on. Are you jealous? Are you envious?"

"My son is a master in the dance troupe, not to mention the machinery factory!"

"I am Chen Dazhi's son, so it doesn't matter where I am!"

"cut!"

Chen Dazhi rolled his eyes at his defeated men and walked away with his son in a cool manner.

Although we won, the price was heavy.

Chen Dazhi's right hand was bruised and purple. In the afternoon, he could hardly hold the pliers, so he sprayed a lot of white medicine in the house.

Chen Luyang went to the factory workers' hospital and asked for a bottle of licorice tablets to hold in his mouth. He almost hurt his voice from shouting.

"Director Chen, the factory is holding a Spring Festival party at the end of the year. Are you interested in signing up?!"

Secretary Xu walked in cheerfully, holding a small notebook in his hand.

"Report! I must support our union's work!" Chen Luyang asked excitedly, holding a licorice tablet in his mouth:
"Who has signed up?"

Secretary Xu unfolded his notebook and showed it to Chen Luyang: "There are so many! From the radio station, from the office, singing and dancing, double acts, everything!"

Chen Luyang took the small notebook and looked at the list and programs on it. When he saw the "Ten Thousand Horses Galloping" dance program launched by his father's forging workshop, his head went numb.

What is: Galloping Horses?
There are more than 200 people in the forging workshop, like a thousand horses galloping?
The ceiling of the machinery factory auditorium must not be opened!
What shocked him even more was that Cao Qinghang had also signed up, and the event was a solo dance.

Chen Luyang: (ΩДΩ)!

After seeing off Secretary Xu, Song Liaosha walked in shortly afterwards.

"Brother! I heard you signed up for the party! Let's put on a show together!"

"Sure!" Chen Luyang has an artistic streak. As long as he is not asked to wear women's clothes or draw eyebrows, he will do anything!
"I feel like we should do something different, something that no one else has but we do." Song Liaosha began to think about it.

"What do you think of our whole skit?"

Sketch? ?
Chen Luyang frowned slightly: "Alright! What's the theme?"

Song Liaosha snapped her fingers, a glint of wisdom in her eyes. "How's your day as a workshop director?"

Chen Luyang was surprised: "What kind of day is this?"

Song Liaosha said seriously: "Your day! Or your father, Uncle Chen's day, it's all fine!"

Chen Luyang: “…”

"A day in the life of a workshop director: political study in the morning, production supervision during the day, and then going home at night? What's there to act out?"

Song Liaosha was speechless: "Brother! Open your mind! Who wants to watch these routine actions of yours?"

"If we're going to act, let's do something different!"

Chen Luyang wondered: "For example?"

"For example..." Song Liaosha pondered for a moment and said sinisterly, "For example, have you ever slammed the table in the director's room?"

"No." Chen Luyang really wanted to brag about this, but he really had never done it.

"Let's shoot it in the skit!" Song Liaosha's eyes flashed with a sly light.

"I'll play the factory manager, and you'll act out the table-slamming part!"

Chen Luyang: My heart is beating, crazy beating! ! ! !
"Then let's make one???"

"Do it!"

Then, the two good brothers started to study the script together.

This research lasted until three o'clock in the afternoon.

"Let's go take a shower!" Song Liaosha said with a dry mouth.

As the end of the year approaches, although the machines in the machinery factory are running normally, everyone's minds seem to be immersed in the joy of the festival in advance.

Even the factory bathhouse has increased its opening hours, opening from 3 p.m. to 8 p.m. every day.

"No." Chen Luyang refused.

He hasn't seen Chen Jinyue since he came back from the last production and marketing association meeting.

I haven't seen you for several days. I miss you so much.

Wearing a crisp and stylish cotton coat, Chen Luyang rushed to the Oriental Hotel at lightning speed.

As soon as he reached the corner of the street, Chen Luyang saw from afar Chen Jinyue and a thin man walking out of the restaurant, talking and laughing.

Chen Luyang:? !!

Under Chen Luyang's death stare, Chen Jinyue enthusiastically escorted the man to the car parked at the door and waved goodbye to him.

"who is he?"

After Chen Jinyue sent the car away, he heard a somewhat dull voice behind him.

Turning around, Chen Luyang stared at her with an unhappy look on his face.

"Why are you here?" Chen Jinyue was surprised and happy.

"I came to see you." Chen Luyang pretended to be calm and walked over, asking again,
"Who is that person?"

Chen Jinyue laughed and said, "You've worked in a hotel before, but you don't even know our general manager! He's Wang Tongchu, the general manager of Songting Hotel."

"He is the manager!" Chen Luyang was a little surprised.

The general manager of this hotel often travels all over the country and is rarely seen.

He had thought that the general manager was an old man, but he didn't expect him to be so young!
Thinking of the two of them standing together just now, Chen Luyang asked with some concern:
"Is he married?"

Chen Jinyue was curious: "Why are you asking about this for no reason?"

Chen Luyang said pitifully: "I'm afraid you'll think I'm too young and be attracted to someone else."

"Puchi!" Chen Jinyue couldn't help laughing.

"General Manager Wang, your child is already several years old. What are you thinking about all day long?"

"I'm not imagining things! You haven't agreed to my pursuit yet, who knows if you will agree to someone else?" Chen Luyang complained.

Chen Jinyue said with a smile: "Are you jealous?"

"dare you laugh?!"

"Then I won't laugh."

“…You better laugh!”

Chen Jinyue finally couldn't help but asked happily: "What on earth are you doing here?"

Chen Luyang said, "I already said I came to see you! It's the end of the year and there's not much going on in the factory, so I told the workshop and came over."

As he spoke, Chen Luyang looked up at the hotel building.

Compared with the brightly lit and bustling summer, the restaurant business in winter has obviously dropped sharply.

There are only a few rooms with lights on in the entire building.

"There aren't many guests in the hotel?" Chen Luyang asked.

"Not much." Chen Jinyue rubbed his hands coldly.

In winter, there are fewer conferences held and fewer guests staying at the hotel.

To be honest, the production and sales association of the machinery factory is the hotel’s last big business deal at the end of the year.

Although there were few guests, the hotel seemed a little deserted.

But the employees got a break, and Chen Jinyue felt much more relaxed at work every day.

"Let's go for a walk." Chen Luyang parked the car in the carport and came out excitedly.

Last time I made an appointment with Chen Jinyue to go play on the river, but he fell ill and didn't go.

Got to make up for it today!
"Okay!" Chen Jinyue looked at the time.

There are not many guests in the hotel now, and the general manager is not here, so we can really let off some steam.

"Wait for me to go back and explain, then come out immediately!"

"Don't worry~ I'll wait for you!"

About twenty minutes later, Chen Jinyue, wearing a coat and wrapped tightly, ran out of the hotel.

At night, the riverside is lit with colorful lights, and a thick layer of ice is frozen on the flat surface of the river, with people playing ice hockey and sledding on it.

"Want to play?" Chen Luyang was eager to try.

"I don't want to." Chen Jinyue refused decisively.

It’s so cold today, I’m sweating after playing.

She wasn't wearing a hat, so she would definitely catch a cold if the wind blew.

"Then let's not play, let's walk along the river~" Chen Luyang looked up at the stars in the sky, and subconsciously led Chen Jinyue to a dark place.

"Want to eat candied haws? I'll buy you a bunch!"

"I'm not a child!"

Chen Luyang frowned slightly. Why did he always bring up age as an issue for no reason?

However, as an excellent winner, what he is best at is to pull the opponent to the same level as himself and defeat her with his rich experience!

"Let's eat! Let's eat together!"

Chen Luyang picked two with more sugar and handed one to Chen Jinyue.

The thin, crispy sugar-coated jelly was wrapped around the red hawthorns. Chen Luyang had an amazing biting force, and he ate the hawthorns one by one, each one crunching deliciously.

Chen Jinyue had a small mouth, so he could only chew one bite at a time. When he encountered the sour hawthorn, he would wait a few seconds before taking the next bite.

Chen Luyang finished eating a whole candied haws, while Chen Jinyue had only finished four or five hawthorn balls in his hand, leaving more than half.

"hiss……"

Chen Jinyue didn't wear gloves, and his hands were red from the cold.

She changed her hand holding the candied haws, intending to put her frozen red hand back into her pocket, but the next second, a warm and thick palm came over and held her hand in its palm.

She raised her head and glared at a shameless guy.

"Why are you looking at me?" Chen Luyang asked pretending to be ignorant.

As he spoke, Chen Luyang took Chen Jinyue's hand and put it into the pocket of his cotton coat.

Five fingers locked!

Chen Jinyue's face flushed red. He struggled symbolically twice, but in the end he was powerless and was held in Chen Luyang's pocket.

On the street next to it.

Chen Tuo sat in the car, his eyes unconsciously glancing out the window.

Suddenly, Chen Tuo's eyes widened, "Drive slower!"

The driver didn't know what was happening and quickly slowed down.

Chen Tuo leaned against the window, afraid that he had seen it wrong. He blew a breath towards the window and rubbed a circle on the window with his right sleeve.

The next moment, the old father wanted to kill someone!

My precious daughter was holding a candied haws in one hand, and the other hand was held in the pocket of a man. They were talking and laughing sweetly as they walked along the riverside.

Chen Tuo got so excited that he almost rushed out of the car and cut off the devil's hand that was holding his daughter.

But when he saw the young man next to Chen Jinyue, he stopped.

"Chen Luyang!!?"

Chen Tuo's sprinting figure paused, and he fell into confusion.

When did they get together?!?

夜晚
Mother Chen sat in front of the dressing table, combing her hair in front of the mirror.

"I really don't understand what these kids are thinking these days! One is like this, and two are like this too!"

Last time, she and Lao Cao's wife went to the drama troupe and bought two tickets for their two children to watch a drama.

I don’t know how they watched the drama, but after coming back, both of them said they were not suitable for each other.

This incident made her and the Cao family very embarrassed.

"I've been observing the hotel for so many days, and no one seems to be related to our Xiao Yue."

"It's really strange..."

Mother Chen really couldn't understand it. Old Cao's son had a good job, good looks, and family, so why didn't the two children like each other?

After talking to herself for a long time, Mother Chen stretched out her foot and kicked her old man:
"Why don't you say something?"

Ever since Chen Tuo became the provincial propaganda minister, he has devoted all his attention to his work every day.

It’s okay that he can’t take care of the household affairs, but how come he doesn’t even care about his daughter’s affairs!

Chen Tuo sat on the bed with Heine's poetry collection spread out on his knees, but the book had not been turned for a long time.

Caught off guard by his wife, Chen Tuo came to his senses and placed the poetry collection next to his pillow.

"Wife, I passed by my daughter's restaurant on my way home tonight and saw our daughter."

Mother Chen didn't care: "What's wrong?"

Chen Tuo said: "She and Chen Luyang were walking hand in hand by the river..."

Before he could finish his words, Mother Chen glared at him in shock.

"Chen Luyang? Xiao Chen? Are you sure you're not seeing things?"

Chen Tuo nodded with a headache: "You're right, it's him."

The engine branch was established a few days ago. He stood in the cafeteria and watched Chen Luyang cheering him on from beginning to end.

Not to mention the face, just talking about that military coat, you won’t find another one as straight, wide and stylish as this on the street.

Mother Chen was confused.

Right!
She had previously suspected that her daughter had been deceived by some young man.

If it’s Chen Luyang, then it fits the bill!
but……

"How could it be Xiao Chen! They are not a good match at this age!" Mother Chen's eyes widened in shock.

Chen Tuo sighed: "Yes! Chen Luyang is indeed an excellent young man, but at their age..."

The couple fell into an inexplicable dilemma.

Chen Luyang's family all work in a machinery factory, and his father, Chen Dazhi, is a well-known eighth-level worker in the province.

He is a workshop director and an assistant engineer. He has published books, appeared in newspapers, and lectured to provincial leaders. He looks very energetic!
In practical terms, his hardware conditions are not much different from those of Cao's son.

Strictly speaking, Chen Luyang is actually much stronger than the son of the Cao family.

After all, how old is Cao Qinghang, and how old is Chen Luyang now? !
Being able to become the workshop director and assistant engineer of a machinery factory at such a young age, his development prospects can be described as "limitless".

"This child is good, but his age..." Mother Chen was upset.

"I remember this kid said before that he would take the college entrance exam this year. That would make him 18 years old, four years younger than me."

Chen Tuo also sighed: "In terms of age, there is indeed a gap."

The air fell silent again.

"What should I do?" Mother Chen became more and more upset.

"Let's cover it up first and pretend we don't know." Chen Tuo said.

"Today I went to a meeting at the provincial government. The province attaches great importance to the small car manufacturing project of the machinery factory. Provincial leaders are currently meeting to study it. They plan to include the small car project of the machinery factory in the No. 1 document next year and make it a key provincial development and support project."

"If Chen Luyang is truly talented, he might achieve even greater success next year!"

Mother Chen's thoughts were obviously further ahead: "I'm afraid that he will become a Chen Shimei in the future, and our daughter will suffer..."

Chen Tuo was speechless: "Alright! You're still thinking of Chen Shimei when there's nothing to say about this matter!"

Seeing that Mother Chen looked worried, Chen Tuo directly pulled his wife onto the bed.

"Let's keep a close eye on it first. If we find any other signs, we'll take action later!"

That night, Chen Jinyue's father and mother didn't sleep well.

But Chen Luyang was sleeping soundly.

Yesterday he had indulged in holding hands to his heart's content.

Although Chen Jinyue had not formally agreed to him, the two of them had already held hands, so he took it as a tacit acknowledgement that the girl was shy and embarrassed to say it out loud.

The next day at the workshop, Du Han knocked on the door and entered the room, looking like he was asking for credit:

"Director, here are the materials submitted by our workshop for the evaluation of the factory's outstanding workshop group. Please review them!"

At the end of the year, the most important event is the competition for honors such as factory advanced worker representative, outstanding workshop worker, outstanding workshop, outstanding party member, outstanding league member, and March 8th Red Flag Bearer.

Each workshop must review and summarize the production practices of the year within the specified time and write relevant materials for evaluation.

The rubber workshop is no exception.

Chen Luyang took the materials and frowned: "Why is there so little written?"

The material in my hand, including the title and signature date, is a total of one page and three lines.

Chen Luyang suddenly became furious.

Before I became the workshop director, the rubber workshop had no achievements to write about, and I could only produce a page or two of materials.

Since he became the director of the rubber workshop,
Whether it is improving rubber production technology, purchasing raw materials, replacing hardware equipment for chemical plants, or winning orders from boiler factories,

Or jointly undertake the shock absorber production tasks of the Ascension Workshop and Fusion Workshop, expand the workshop staff establishment,

Any one of these items alone could fill up a page or half a page.

As a result, Du Han condensed all these things into this short page?
Chen Luyang took a deep breath, wanting to curse but not being able to.
If it weren't for the fact that Du Han was the one who brought him up, without any second thoughts,

He even suspected that this guy had something against him as the workshop director!
"Xiao Du, we are not Sima Qian who wrote the Records of the Grand Historian. We don't need to be frugal with our writings."

Chen Luyang smiled and handed the materials back to Du Han: "Go back and expand the content. After all, we are now a large workshop with more than a hundred people, and the word count must match."

Du Han was confused.

Director, what do you mean?
It was Chen Luyang who said before, "The filling is the key, not the folds," and "Let's not do those literary and meeting styles, keep everything simple."

I also specifically asked him to reduce the content of the material to one and a half pages.

This time he catered to her needs and shortened the content to one page and three lines.

If it weren't for the fact that there was so much work to do in the workshop recently, he would have wanted to just reduce it to one page.

But why did Chen Luyang change his mind again!

After walking out of Chen Luyang's office with the materials, Du Han took a new manuscript paper and sat back at his desk in frustration.

Huang Pingtao saw this and came over to ask, "What's wrong, Xiao Du? Is the director not satisfied?"

Du Han nodded and repeated what had just happened to Huang Pingtao.

"Brother Huang, why does our director act so different every moment?"

Du Han was very depressed: "Before, when I wrote too much, he asked me to write less. Now that I have written less, he asked me to write more. Does the director have any opinions about my work?"

Huang Pingtao was speechless: "Are you stupid? You usually seem quite smart, why do you always do such stupid things!"

Du Han was caught off guard by Huang Pingtao's lecture. His clear and pure eyes looked at his team leader innocently and blankly.

Huang Pingtao looked around and said in a low voice:

"No matter how much you wrote before, it was all the credit to the old director Xu Cheng. Besides, the old director didn't have much credit, so the director naturally asked you to write less."

"But the material you're writing now is truly the work of Director Chen."

"From the time Director Chen came to the workshop until now, he's done so many things, and all you've done is write one page and three lines. Who would be happy in your place?"

"It's only because our director has a good temper. If it were someone else, they wouldn't be able to scold you to death!"

Damn...

Du Han was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat.

No wonder Chen Luyang’s face looked so ugly just now!
"Hurry up and write! Write as much as you can, and write it beautifully!" Huang Pingtao advised kindly.

"Don't do any of the production work for the group these two days. Focus on finishing this manuscript and get it to the director as soon as possible!"

Du Han nodded frantically.

After two days and two nights, Du Han finally handed the written materials to Chen Luyang in fear.

Chen Luyang first turned the page, page 23~
Um! !

This portion is finally meaningful!

The workshop director's office was quiet.

Du Han seemed like a student who had handed in homework and was waiting for the teacher to point out his mistakes. He watched Chen Luyang nervously as he turned page after page.

Chen Luyang read very carefully and circled a few typos on the manuscript paper while reading.

Du Han was afraid of being scolded and embarrassed, and his face turned red.

"Okay! Fix a few typos and submit it."

Chen Luyang handed the materials back to Du Han.

In an instant, Du Han seemed like the poor people in the Kuomintang-controlled area who saw the red flag, and he felt like he was reborn!
“Okay Director!!!”

　I am so happy!!!
　　Thank you woo woo woo
　　
　
(End of this chapter)