On the third day, Lao Li continued to stay at the production line of the West Jet factory.

At this time, he either went for a walk or made some personal hobbies in the office. Comrade Lao Li liked to drink tea, and he drank a lot of mixed drinks. He drank Longjing, Oolong, Mao Jian, and found wild tea.

In recent years, Lao Li has been living a life with a book of tea. In addition to working leisurely, the small treasury of Xibao Meat Cotton Factory is more connotated and one of the reasons. Buying tea costs money, and transporting water from other places also costs money, and the expenses of tea sets are also very small. From time to time, Comrade Lao Li will also go to other places to inspect the development of local tea art... No, it is the development of local meat cotton factory...

If the Xibao Meat Factory had not had the abundant funding of the office, Lao Li would not have been able to do these consumptions. Even if he had changed to a senior leader from a higher-level department, he would not have imagined that Lao Li would have fun.

However, although Lao Li doesn't like to play power and drink tea, he is still very concerned about power, especially when it comes to his office funds, Lao Li is extremely serious.

He looked at the coenzyme Q10 flowing down the production line, and he had already converted it into tea leaves in his heart.

"It's 12 o'clock, calculate the output, calculate the output." Lao Li looked at the second and minute hands of the watch overlapping with the hour hands, and immediately shouted loudly, like a big boy in kindergarten.

Wang Yuansheng agreed with a wry smile and ran to ask. At Xibao Meat Union Factory, Lao Li was actually so angry. When there were many slaughtering tasks, he kept asking how many kills he killed and constantly urging the workshop to keep up with the progress.

However, is the production of Coenzyme Q10 the same as that of pig killing?

Wang Yuansheng glanced at Yang Rui who was closing his eyes at the end of the production line and resting, waiting for the addition of the feed, and shook his head secretly.

"It's 2900 grams." Wang Yuansheng ran to ask the quality inspector and reported back: "The weight of the specialty product is 1440 grams, which is also higher than before..."

Wang Yuansheng didn't listen to what happened later, but instead said with some worries: "It's only 2,900 grams. Didn't it be more than seven pounds yesterday?"

"Isn't this only 12 o'clock?" Wang Yuansheng explained with a smile.

"I was still half load yesterday, was it full load today?"

"It's full load, but it's not half a day." Wang Yuansheng calculated the time: "The workers all go to work at the celadon site. It's only 4 hours now, and get off work at 6 o'clock in the evening. Isn't there still 6 hours? It's half more time than now."

Wang Yuansheng then turned his worries and said, "So, can the output today exceed 7 kilograms?"

"It seems like there is a chance." Wang Yuansheng coaxed Lao Li to sit down like a child, wiped his sweat, thinking: Old children and children are all children when they grow old, and Old Li seems to be only 65 this year, why has he become so fast?

Turning his head and looking at Lao Li's wrinkled skin and old spots, Wang Yuansheng couldn't help but think: "Lao Li can't change his age, right? Alas... the position of the logistics director is getting harder and harder to sit."

"Xiao Wang, come here to make tea, what are you thinking?" Within a few minutes, Lao Li's stiff voice slashed Wang Yuansheng's eardrums again.

"Here's here." Wang Yuansheng replied and ran back quickly. During the busy process, he couldn't help but look at Yang Rui who closed his eyes and rested: "You can be a profession by sprinkling chemical fertilizers, and no matter how you think about it, it's more beautiful than running and breaking your legs."

"Manager, how about the cup Maojian coming now? Be lighter and have a good nap at noon." Wang Yuansheng thought, and ran to show his attention.

Yang Rui raised his feet, his eyes facing the production line, and he was actually searching for documents in his mind.

From childhood to adulthood, Yang Rui was not used to leaving his head empty. The experience of doing nothing was rare for him. This was like this in middle school, college, graduate school, and even more so when he was a tutor.

Now, Yang Rui finally got a treasure that he didn't have to let his head free.

There was something in his mind for reading.

If it were before, Yang Rui would have been impatient to wait in front of the production line, but now that there is something to read, it doesn’t matter.

He sat here, Ning Min, He Haichuan, Tian Shichang and others, and they came over when they had time.

Several people had a friendship before, but now they have been together for two days and have become familiar with each other again.

Among them, Tian Shichang was most moved by the question, and the question also started with "what is university like".

In the Ruixue Group, several people did not take the college entrance examination and directly participated in the work.

Unlike the students who were learning to drive, Tian Shichang's grades were relatively good. However, his family conditions were average, and the recruitment treatment at WestJet Factory on that day was really good.

Yang Rui intended to help Tian Shichang adjust his emotions, briefly introduced some things from the school, and said with a smile: "You are not bad now. No matter how you say you are all technical backbone. If you work for another two or three years, you will probably have other foreign companies to poach you."

"In another two or three years, you will graduate from college and be able to assign a job." Tian Shichang felt very upset and said, "Maybe, I'll just hold on for a while."

"You may not be a bad choice if you make a choice that suits you." Yang Rui smiled and said, "When I assign a job, you will be poached by foreign companies. Remember to have good conditions at that time."

"I always feel a little regretful." Tian Shichang sighed.

"There are always regrets in life." At this time, Yang Rui could encourage him to continue studying, but Yang Rui did not think that the college entrance examination was a good way out for Tian Shichang.

Reading is an excellent way out for young people, and it is also the most comfortable and efficient road to achieve a smooth road. However, it is not easy to find a job that suits you, and you don’t give up easily. Besides, Tian Shichang’s grades are among the middle of the Ruixue Group. If he studied with Yang Rui back then, he might have hope of passing the college entrance examination. Now, he will probably have little hope of reviewing alone.

Whether to hit the wall of the college entrance examination and see if you have a broader world or die on the wall should be Tian Shichang's decision. Yang Rui did not want to interfere, nor did he want to give meaningless encouragement.

Yang Rui, who was in the senior year of high school, had enough time to take care of his classmates, but now he won’t have it.

Yang Rui didn't want to give Tian Shichang an illusory dream.

The 1984 college entrance examination has ended, and the 1985 college entrance examination will not be easy. After the students in Xibao Middle School are improved, the admission rate should increase, but it is still unknown how many people can go to college, and students who graduate at this time are not lucky.
Chapter completed!