While coughing, He Cheng covered his mouth and nose and rushed out of the thick smoke. He finally squatted on the ground and took a breath. He realized something, and quickly turned around and looked at it. He was immediately panicked. He saw that the warehouse not far away was accompanied by a rumbling sound, and rolling black smoke was emitting.

This is nothing, the most terrifying thing is that several balls of open flames can be vaguely seen adorn the inside.

"Xiao Jie!"

He Cheng roared happily and was about to turn around and rush into the warehouse. However, after a few steps, he was hit by a stingy figure. When he looked up, He Cheng was startled.

I saw the person in front of me looking like the Kitchen God, with black dust, only his teeth were so shivering that he was grinning at him: "I was about to ask you to help me, but in the blink of an eye you disappeared. You could only use the welding gun to weld the base firmly, and then I heard you call me, what's the matter?"

He Cheng almost stumbled and fell on his back. He looked at the thick smoke in the warehouse, afraid that Sun Hongjie would be so surprised. As a result, this guy came over and asked him what else was wrong?

Well, who made Sun Hongjie's brain circuit different from that of ordinary people? So He Cheng, who knew that he couldn't explain clearly, could only take a few deep breaths and suppress the urge to beat someone. Then he said in a bad voice: "Don't you tell me to turn it off quickly? Such a big cigarette, I can't protect the old diesel engine from getting bad. What if it gets burned? I saw an open flame just now."

"That's the fire on the welding gun, which has nothing to do with the diesel engine. It's just that there is a little more carbon deposits and some maintenance is missing. Overall, it's still good. Don't say that the Soviets' things are rough and solid. It's been so many years since they've been lit. It's still used to use it when they ignite the fire..."

Sun Hongjie had a reverence on his face and became a fan of Soviet marine diesel engines. His words of praise were endless. He Cheng felt ache in his mind. There was no way. The two of them had thoughts on different parallel lines and had no intersection at all.

"Stop, stop, stop!" Seeing that Sun Hongjie was about to talk about diesel engines endlessly, He Cheng's head hurt even more, so he quickly stopped him: "Something is so big, let's leave quickly, otherwise it would be bad if he was arrested."

"If you want to leave, you will go, I won't leave!"

"Hey, are you starting to be chaotic again?"

"I'm not doing anything wrong. You are the one who's doing something wrong. When I came, I told you nicely. I had to help Xiaoye get out the dredging boat so that I wouldn't be caught and be buried in the sea and be hurt by being caught all day long. As a result, I've just gotten out of here in just a few minutes. Since you want to dig in the sea, then go, I don't want to suffer that crime!"

Sun Hongjie pinched his waist, and his face was blackened with three points of contempt and seven points of stubbornness, just like the protagonist in an old movie, who was so glorious and righteous.

But He Cheng was almost madly angry. He never said half of the words he would not continue to do, but just left for the time being to avoid the limelight. However, Sun Hongjie was arguing with him at this time.

He Cheng felt so regretful. Why did he bring Sun Hongjie here even though he knew that Sun Hongjie was a diesel engine crazier? I wonder if he was feeling uncomfortable for himself!

"If you don't leave, I'll leave!"

“Where to go?”

Just as He Cheng was angry and was about to leave alone, a majestic and unrelenting voice exploded behind him. He Cheng suddenly turned around and saw factory director Jiao Dalin leading a middle-aged man in military uniform and several factory workers who were taking turns to take turns to take a quick walk with fire equipment, and asked, "What's going on in the warehouse?"

He Cheng stammered, thinking about how to explain, but Sun Hongjie, who was beside him, looked careless and said proudly: "Don't worry, factory manager, we just test whether the old object can still be on the boat. It's nothing."

When Sun Hongjie usually wanders around when he sees his leader, he doesn't make a fuss for a long time, but he dares to talk to the factory manager with a very good sense. He has no abnormal brain waves. His orderliness is so clear and his attitude is so arrogant. He completely shows the temperament of his fourth-level fitter's father.

However, the more this happens, the more He Cheng wants to strangle the two-person guy to death. When is it not good to pretend to be a normal person? He has to pretend at this time. Do you know that the matter of doing old diesel engines is sneaky, and you cannot say it publicly if you want to say it casually.

Sun Hongjie obviously didn't care what to say. In his opinion, something as perfect as an engine should be said to be honest and open, otherwise it would be blasphemy. He Cheng could probably guess what Sun Hongjie thoughts and could only lament in his heart. Now it's over.

He Cheng's prediction was correct. Before Sun Hongjie finished speaking, the factory workers who acted as volunteer firefighters were shocked and their cheeks were stiff. Jiao Dalin's face turned pale and scolded without saying a word: "Get on the boat, why get on the boat? Do you know how big a basket you have stabbed?"

"Of course, it's a new dredging ship that is about to be built. Oh... it's not right, factory manager, didn't you agree to build a dredging ship? Why did you change your mind now?"

Sun Hongjie was not frightened by Jiao Dalin's anger. Instead, he looked at Jiao Dalin with a confused look on his face. His expression was very cute, but because he was too smoked, he was not cute.

But this expression was enough to make the employees around him turn their confused questions to Jiao Dalin. There was no way. Sun Hongjie was a famous honest child in the factory. Apart from being a little silly, he was just like his father, Master Sun, and he was a honest person who could not find fault with him.

If such a person tells lies, the sun will probably have to hit the west, so the attitude of the employees can be imagined.

Jiao Dalin was also a little confused. His brain was running wildly, and he had to exhaust tens of thousands of brain cells. He didn't understand when he had said that he agreed to build a ship, so he frowned: "I have never said that I had built a dredging ship, you..."

Before Jiao Dalin could say the word "you", Sun Hongjie turned red and his neck thick, and interrupted Jiao Dalin's next words: "Why didn't you say it? Just in the morning, you and Xiaoye, the propaganda officer, Comrade Meng Jianye, said, "We cannot regard shipbuilding as a family, we must think things carefully and make it clearer before building it. Only in this way can we build a decent good ship, not..."

As he said that, Sun Hongjie continued to go to the warehouse where the smoke was still emitting thick smoke, and said seriously: "We did it according to your instructions? Check the situation of the old-fashioned Soviet marine diesel engine, so it is easy to evaluate it. Why are you just making trouble?"

Sun Hongjie's last words were loud and clear, and with his stubbornness and grievance, he was like a child who had done good deeds and was scolded. He was so pitiful.
Chapter completed!