In the office of the security department, Guo Jun was stunned when he heard the report from his subordinates. He had half a cigarette in his mouth and was about to burn it out. Then he woke up and hurriedly spit it out, but got a mouthful of spark ash.

"Bah, bah, you're going to burn me to death!"

"You said, his family is extremely poor, how can he get the money to buy these good things?"

"Stealing, robbing, picking up, it's not the right way to come here anyway, I can't afford it even if I don't eat or drink for three years on salary!"

Guo Jun endured his heartache yesterday and sent his good friend Zhou Dahei to the police station. At this moment, he was thinking about how to take revenge on Zhang Jiaqiang.

"You guys keep an eye on this kid, I will put him behind bars this time!"

"Okay, section chief, don't worry, even if his hands and feet are clean, we can still get him in. When the time comes, Ye Xiumei, the little widow, hey hey..." The men laughed obscenely.

Waves of oil smoke floated in the corridor, sweet and sour prawns, braised lamb chops, and the fragrant smell of rice penetrated people's noses.

With a smile on his face, Zhang Jiaqiang carefully looked after the bubbling turtle and chicken soup in the casserole. It was time to give his wife a good drink!

In the dormitory cabin, Ye Xiumei was looking at the pile of things in a daze.

It was the first time in her life that she was so extravagant and bold. When she was in the mall, she was looked at by those envious eyes. She couldn't help but feel how beautiful she was. She was really afraid that it was just a sweet dream and everything would be in vain when she woke up.

But now I'm starting to worry. The space at home is too small, and I don't even have time to turn around!

"Hey, wife, you clear the table while I put the dishes!" Zhang Jiaqiang came in with prawns and lamb chops and called, "Hurry up, the chicken soup will be ready soon. Let's have a toothpaste today and treat it like a wedding banquet!"

Ye Xiumei hurriedly picked up several large packages on the wooden table, then turned around and walked around in the open space.

"Hey, why did you have to buy so much? There are canned fish at home. You also bought so much cigarettes and alcohol. Where can you put the ones in a narrow house and a shallow one?"

Zhang Jiaqiang chuckled and said, "These cigarettes and alcohol will come in handy when I go back to see your parents. Don't complain about the small house. Maybe we can move to a bigger house tomorrow!"

When Ye Xiumei heard that he still remembered to come home, she thought of her relationship with her family, and felt mixed in her heart. As for moving, she just thought he was joking.

The delicious food was served, and the two of them ate happily.

Ye Xiumei couldn't stand Zhang Jiaqiang's instigation, so she drank a small glass of beer for the first time, her face red and full of happiness and smile.

The young couple were so full that they lay on the bed and hiccupped.

As the old saying goes, what do you think about keeping warm?

The drunk Zhang Jiaqiang looked at his wife's pretty face and couldn't help but want to slap her.

Ye Xiumei was shy and scared, with the shadow of that day still lingering in her heart, so she put her hands on her chest to block his attack.

"don't want!"

"What are you afraid of? Didn't we kiss during the day too!" Zhang Jiaqiang supported his body with his arms and hung above her, his eyes burning like fire.

Ye Xiumei covered her hot cheeks and hummed like a mosquito, "You don't dare to mess around in public during the day, but now it's just the two of us, I'm afraid you'll bully me!"

"Good wife, just give me a kiss!"

"No, you just said it..."

"One last time, hehe!"

"It's such a hot day and you don't even take off your clothes!"

"Go away, if you don't take off your clothes, you look like a wolf!"

"Take off something to cool off!"

"Go away!"

You can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. If you are too hasty at the last minute, it will be counterproductive.

Zhang Jiaqiang knew that his wife was still in the shadow of the wedding night, so he just teased her, which made Ye Xiu blush and gasp, so he spared her.

After a tiring day today, they fell asleep not long after, but their hands were always held.

The next day Zhang Jiaqiang got up before dawn, kissed Ye Xiumei's pretty face while she was still sleeping, left a note for her, saying that they would come back at noon to finish the mold together, and then hurriedly put on clothes and left.

The door.

Today is the busiest day since Zhang Jiaqiang was reborn.

I rushed to the factory early in the morning, met with the old masters, and found the warehouse manager to open the door of the injection molding workshop that had been sealed for a long time.

The factory's efficiency is poor. Except for the blow molding workshop whose main product is mulch film, other workshops are in a semi-stop state of production.

Especially the injection molding workshop has been shut down for half a year.

As soon as the painted iron door was opened, a burst of dust flew happily under the sun beam, making everyone cough.

The morning light penetrated through the skylight and shone on a large machine wrapped in plastic bubble wrap.

A master craftsman rushed in and hurriedly tore off the bubble wrap, gradually revealing the metallic luster of the machine inside.

The old master cried out with great distress, "If it weren't for the regular maintenance by the maintenance team, this high-speed thin-walled injection molding machine, which cost a lot of foreign exchange to be imported from Rainbow Country, might have become scrap metal!"

This is the oldest technician in the factory, named Liu Zhenxing.

I think back then, he personally visited the Screw Country and the Rainbow Country and purchased advanced machinery. It can be said that most of the imported machinery in the factory passed through his hands.

Now seeing the treasure he purchased with his own hands lying here eating dust, and becoming a laid-off worker himself, Master Liu shivered with discomfort!

These old technicians are all precious. Zhang Jiaqiang was really afraid that he would play the string in a hurry, so he hurriedly stepped forward and patted his back to comfort him.

"Master Liu, calm down. People can make the best use of their talents and resources. If things cannot be destroyed, your skills will not be useless!"

"Hey, hey, I know, I know. If you give us a chance this time, we will definitely do a good job and show those blind things!" Liu Zhenxing took Zhang Jiaqiang's hand and said.

"You may not think that this machine is old, but it is still the most advanced in modern times. It is high-speed and high-precision. It can produce lighter casings several blocks away from those small workshops!"

Zhang Jiaqiang shook his head and said, "It's not even close to what I want!"

Master Liu frowned and said, "What else is missing?"

Zhang Jiaqiang said, "If I were to produce ordinary lighter gas storage casings, this machine would be enough, but what I want is an explosion-proof lighter, so I need to add something to this machine!"

Liu Zhenxing and several gray-haired masters all looked at Zhang Jiaqiang in astonishment.

When did he understand technology?

The young man is actually trying to do everything in front of us!

This is a layman leading an expert!

As a man of two generations, Zhang Jiaqiang is best at penetrating people's hearts and immediately knowing what they are thinking.

Although they are grateful that they have given them the opportunity to re-employ, they may not really listen to themselves technically. Even if they don't say anything on the surface, they are still confused in their hearts. Can they do a good job?

So Zhang Jiaqiang wants to convince them today!

He walked slowly to the injection port of the machine, pointed to the hanging interface next to it and said.

"We still need a high-speed air cooler here!"

Several old masters said almost in unison, "Why?"
Chapter completed!