My Lord, you need to stand up!

Chapter 154 The Three-Three System Also Has Tradition

But Shen Cuiyue is indeed a good assistant.

After hearing this, Wei Dong pondered, "Since ancient times, there has to be someone to roam around the government offices. We do a lot of business with the capital, and it would be a waste to let the established relationship go to waste. So someone really needs to do this job."

Weidong opened his mouth but said nothing.

The masked girl looked at him and seemed to know what he was going to say: "I can stay in the capital and do this welcoming and seeing off work, but unless you want to keep me here as a concubine, I still want to follow you around."

Wei Dong's mind flashed with the thin and slender figure, and he shook his head and said, "That's not what I meant."

Shen Cuiyue continued her thoughts: "So we opened a spicy hot pot shop here, and made it a little more sophisticated. It can be considered a specialty dish. If we add some other cooked dishes, it will be better than the northern cuisine. At least they are all good snacks to go with wine, suitable for making friends."

In order to prevent the audience in front and behind from hearing the lines, the two of them naturally stood very close to each other.

Rang Weidong leaned against the wall and said, "Aren't we treating everyone to dinner tonight? I heard that this little restaurant in the alley has only been allowed to open in the past few years. The base of the courtyard wall has been secretly dug up. They say they are the vanguard of capitalist restoration. Maybe there are munitions buried in the courtyard to collude with foreign countries."

The Shen family might have secretly buried the arms and thought about restoring the monarchy. The third sister opened her eyes wide and asked, "And this?"

Weidong laughed when he recalled it: "The restaurant owner said that at night the couple would sit at home with their calves pressed against the wall, practicing half squats. This was a common position used during struggle sessions in previous years. They would practice at home in advance in case they were taken away for struggle sessions... It was like a crosstalk performance."

Shen Cuiyue was almost leaning against his chest, and she whispered slowly, "It's... it's true, isn't it? Auntie said she was beaten."

Wei Dong felt a slight tremor and pushed the person away: "Your mental quality is not good enough. You really can't do this in Pingjing."

The eyes behind the mask smiled: "Yes!"

Then he thought, "When we get back, I'll ask Xiao Xiao to take care of things first. She has a quirky look at the corners of her eyes, and it's obvious that she enjoys a lively atmosphere. The smile at the corners of her mouth also shows that she hates being alone."

Let Weidong tut-tut: "Don't use those feudal dregs of yours to plot against me!"

Shen Cuiyue pondered to herself: "Master, please don't worry about these trivial matters. I will take care of it."

So with someone around, the queue wasn't so unbearable anymore, which surprised Weidong a little: "I used to hate queues, so I'd rather buy a plane ticket than wait in line at the train station."

It is true that after forty years of material abundance and a wide variety of choices, what you see is what you get. Even if the old security guard goes out occasionally, he will never queue up. When he wants to have his throat pierced, he will choose the middle of the night when there is no one around.

The masked girl, who had already fallen into the state of HR director, said casually: "What's the big deal? I'll arrange someone to do this specifically in the future. Don't worry about it."

That's good.

As a result, it was almost eleven o'clock when this row came. Shen Cuiyue was still sure that the phone number of the new office building of the sanitary napkin factory and the previous Xin'an phone number on the second floor of the school-run factory both had people on night shift.

Just by listening to the ringing of the bell in the back, she would frown and sarcastically say, "Are you so lazy when I'm not around? If I catch you again, get out of here!"

It seemed as if she came to check on me so late on purpose.

Weidong had to stand outside the closed telephone room and help her call phone numbers one by one. It took several hours to get a chance to queue up, and naturally he had to make a series of long-distance calls.

But finally, Shen Laosan poked his head in and said, "I called the office at the military station guesthouse, but no one's there. Can you call a number for my family?"

Weidong looked at the time and saw that another half hour had passed. "Forget it, it's too late and they are all asleep."

Shen Cuiyue shook her head: "If I have to fight, the women at home are all worried about me. I have to fight no matter how late it is to put my mind at ease."

Weidong thought about it and asked the counter for a number.

However, Shen Cuiyue did not go out. She bent down and wrote something on the shelf where the telephone was placed. She also playfully used the tip of her pen to point to the microphone next to her.

Wei Dong closed the door and picked it up. Immediately, the quiet space seemed to return to the equally quiet home along the telephone line. He could even vaguely hear the sound of the TV next door, which Feng Chu had deliberately amplified.

As expected, after only two rings, Dong Xueying's slightly sleepy voice came out: "Weidong?"

The old security guard immediately started an anti-fraud campaign: "They have to ask you who you are looking for first, otherwise they will know your husband's name is Weidong and it will be easier for them to defraud you in the future."

The female liar thought he was hinting at her, so she secretly curled her lips and took off her mask.

Dong Xueying didn't learn immediately, she just chuckled and said, "Why are you so late? Are you busy?"

Weidong was about to explain how crowded the line was, but before he could finish, he heard another voice from the other side, "Brother-in-law? Where are you? Why are you so late?"

Dong Xueying simply handed the phone to her sister: "Come here..."

Dong Xueqing took the job without hesitation, causing Weidong to laugh and scold her to get out: "I'm here for you, sister. I need to talk about serious business!"

God is my witness. Shen Cuiyue had never met Dong Xueqing before. She was so shocked that her heart was pounding. She froze in her tracks while trying to bend over to write. She wanted to listen more.

As a result, the top student majoring in telecommunications invented a method of putting on headphones, putting the microphone next to his sister's mouth, and whispering what he heard to her.

Dong Xueying also joined in with a smile: "Well, I'll go talk to your parents tomorrow. How about taking them on a trip to Pingjing?"

Weidong immediately thought this was a good idea. He casually mentioned the progress of the supply and marketing cooperative and the branch factory, and left his phone number: "Talk to the film factory about the photography exhibition tomorrow. I'll go back as soon as I finish it."

The elder sister said slowly: "Don't worry, everything is fine at home. If she is not too busy, she will call me every day and think about me. Xiaoqing will sleep with us."

You can hear the younger sister making a fuss in the voiceover: "I miss her so much. Xiaodie misses her too. She even crawls around looking for her at night!"

Wei Dong couldn't help but smile: "Yeah, I miss you too..."

The noise of Fengchu disappeared...

Wei Dong didn't know that these words had reached Feng Chu's ears. Hey, when did Shen Lao San on his chest listen with his ears perked up and his eyes sparkling?

This situation was too chaotic. Listening to Dong Xueying's chuckles over there, there was no way to chat: "Okay, okay, I'll call tomorrow and tell that guy to take the baby to bed early!"

Then, out of nowhere, I heard Feng Chu complain loudly: "What do you mean by that guy?"

Wolong laughed. After letting Weidong hang up, he was still wondering, "Does the rotary phone at home have a hands-free function?"
Shen Cuiyue saw that the microphone was hung up, and then she said in a disgusted voice: "Brother-in-law..."

The kind that is heart-wrenching and intricate.

Wei Dong pushed her away with a smile and scolded: "Stop it!"

When she went out to pay the bill, Shen Lao San, with a blushing face, straightened her suit skirt before coming out. The guy who went in after her had eyes full of surprise, saying, "You really know how to have fun!"
But Shen Cuiyue's smile never faded: "I'll arrange for someone to line up for you tomorrow."

Let Weidong want to kick her, forget about the weight on his legs.

Get out, open the car door and go back to the alley.

Mao Er finally squeaked from behind the driver's seat: "There are a lot of fitters here, and there are quite a few white peng and hooks. I even saw one who seems to be making money from drowning."

The driver could only guess that the first word was Mao'er's colleague. The co-pilot had already reached out and knocked his brother on the forehead: "Don't say that outside. Oh, you need to explain it clearly to your brother and don't make him work hard."

Shitou spoke for him: "There were quite a few people who stole bags, some were thieves, some were spies, and there was one who might have been setting up a single line to rob people. I found him."

The ticket office of the country's largest airport is in the city, next to the Post and Telecommunications Building.

In addition, the airport bus will take passengers here to get off after each plane arrives, and passengers will also get on the bus here when traveling.

In those days when private cars were rare, taxis from the airport were astronomically expensive.

You can imagine how many fat sheep come in and out of here.

The telephone and telegraph building, which was busy all night, was also bustling with people.

There are so many bus drivers looking for work, so it's normal to see all kinds of people here.

Even though there is a city gate tower next door, it does not affect the various eyes that are mixed here.

Weidong was curious about how the two of them could tell.

Shen Cuiyue understood: "A thief loses at a glance, and those who know the business will know at a glance. Most people look at what they are looking for, and only those who are about to strike will look at others at any time, and their eyes will be in their pockets and bags. Mao'er can understand how to adjust his eyes, so he is no longer a wild trick."

Shitou added, "The officers also look around at people, but they have needles in their eyes, the kind that prick people. Some eyeliner hooks are easy to confuse, but the one who puts the single thread not only has needles in his eyes, but also keeps his hands at his waist. He is very nervous when looking elsewhere. He has something in his waist."

Let Weidong decide and then observe when he calls tomorrow.

When we returned to the Feiyan Sanitary Napkin Factory, the college students were still chatting in the office, but they quickly put out their cigarettes when they saw the two come in.

Shen Cuiyue didn't go in, but took her two younger brothers to rest first.

Let Weidong explain the progress. First, four sanitary napkin machines and raw materials will be needed, and then seventy to eighty people and nearly a hundred packaging workers will be needed. Of course, these printing and packaging jobs can also be done in Pingjing. The imported production line is just a showpiece to support the scene, but the disinfection process and clean space can be used. How to expand some areas?

Everyone immediately assigned and took charge of these tasks, and tried to prepare them within a week or so of transportation.

Everyone accepted the order and went to bed excitedly.

The bungalow of about 400 square meters has more than ten rooms in a row, which are divided into the factory director's office, sales department, finance department and other departments in a very neat and bright layout. It is probably to welcome the inspection, and even the guard room has slogans hanging on it.

The innermost dormitory only has two rooms that can sleep less than ten people.

Probably because the modern production line didn't need so many workers, everyone slept in separate rooms for men and women. In the afternoon, He Yuemei had already bought sheets, quilts, mats, etc., and the two little bastards also slept in the female workers' dormitory, and no one thought it was inappropriate.

But Shen Lao San finally came out to take a look and made bedding for Wei Dong on the faux leather sofa in the director's office. "You have to distance yourself from them now. Don't just sleep in restaurants like before."

Let Weidong do it even if he doesn’t understand, so you can save yourself the trouble.

As a result, the next morning, the tractor driver not only pulled a full cart of friends, but also many college students came by pedaling their own bicycles.

It is said that they are peripheral sales people from the Institute of Steel and the Institute of Geology. They all came to the factory to participate after receiving the phone call, and most of them will probably come after the afternoon classes.

There are hundreds of people.

Then let Ge Zhihong and Meng Hongfei stay to lead the factory work here.

Two cars set off for the Sunshine Daily News Agency outside Qianmen.

Who would have thought that when I opened the map, I would find that the street was just a few kilometers away.

There was still no news from Jin Zhuoqun until ten o'clock in the morning. The newspaper he contacted said that they had arrived at the film studio a hundred kilometers away.

We had no choice but to set off.

Everyone carefully took down the "Flying Swallow" plaque on the wall and placed it on the jeep.

Shen Cuiyue came up carrying the faux leather bag that had been cut.

The two little bastards have already put on their red armbands and started standing guard in the guard room.

Shi Tou also saluted the two cars that left the house, looking like a monkey in human form.

But as soon as Shen Cuiyue got in the car, she talked to Xiao Xiao about how to use the two rooms in the guard room next to the factory to set up a small pub, which would also serve as a canteen.

It was obvious that he said it on purpose for Weidong to hear.

The driver glanced at the bag on her thigh and casually put two pieces of tape on the long knife wound on it, and decided to buy a bag later.

This is so shabby.

Of course, my wife also needs to buy one...and my sister-in-law should take one as well.

(End of this chapter)