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Chapter 99 Submachine Gun (Sixth)
The factory director looked at Liu Hai's leaving figure and felt pleased with himself. Briquette machines are very popular. Although they can't sell them at a high price, if you want to get the machine as soon as possible and produce it as soon as possible, you can't be polite.

Of course, this is for the public. For example, if a certain place wants to get the machine early, that’s fine. What are the local specialties in your place?If there are a lot of fruits, let’s get some peaches and bring them back when they are delivered to your door.

You guys have a lot of seafood there, it’s very good, I’ll deliver it to you, can I bring some dried salted fish and shrimp back?

Otherwise, even if you have a plan, so what, just give it to you at the deadline. For example, this year’s plan, just give it to you at the end of the year. Isn’t it against the rules?
The procurement department at this time is actually for relationship, not real procurement.

Therefore, the factory is relatively rich in supplies. Just the two hundred kilograms of liquor are delivered on poles. There are many places in the north that produce liquor.

Some people have said that you can produce your own machines.

It's possible, but if you don't give you the planned materials, you just stare blankly. Even if it is a motorcycle factory, there is no way to produce things without the planned and approved materials.

The design has been completed a long time ago, and even the materials for the bangs are ready. Who wants motorcycle enthusiasts on the aircraft carrier? There are a lot of books and video materials.

However, the schedule is relatively tight recently, because the teacher is on summer vacation, and I will have time after the teacher starts classes.

Seeing that it is the end of July, Liu Hai wants to go back to his hometown to see his old house. He also misses Wang Hongmei's plump softness...

In addition, Liu Hai also wants to get some wild boar or something, invite Petrov to have a barbecue, get some wine, and improve the relationship with those other people. If the relationship is good, these people can bring it to him from Big Brother in the future. Some books or something.

In the future, if you set up a study room, who the hell dare to question your own invention, and just take it out and hit them in the face, there is such a kind of person in the world, even if you have evidence, he will not believe it.

This time Liu Hai decided to go back for a day. He had a motorcycle to go back in the afternoon and came back in the morning of the third day.

I went to study for two days, and when Friday came, Liu Hai hurriedly went to find the factory director.

"Director, I want to go back to the village. I will go back tomorrow afternoon and come back on Monday morning." Liu Hai came to the factory director's office and saw that there was no water in the director's tea cup, and said while pouring water.

"You want to go back by motorcycle?" The factory manager doesn't mind Liu Hai's familiar appearance, what do you mind, this is the treasure of the factory, and it's right not to see him.

"The factory director saw through the little thoughts." Liu Hai said with a smile as he put down the thermos bottle.

"I agree. Anyway, if it breaks, your maintenance department can repair it. Pay attention to safety on the road. You can go to the security department to get a submachine gun." The factory director nodded and said.

When Liu Hai heard this, he said, "Director, just a rifle will be fine. I'm going to go back and eliminate harm to the villagers."

"Then bring them all," the factory director said without any doubt.

"Thank you, director." Liu Hai quickly thanked him. The rifle is mainly for hunting convenience. I don't know what model the submachine gun is.

When he arrived at the University of Technology in the afternoon, Liu Hai told the teacher again, and the teacher nodded: "Let's go back and have a look. We really want to go back to our hometown. Xiaolin's mother is not on vacation and can't leave."

Liu Hai looked at the little junior sister who was tanned, and almost laughed out loud. Now the junior junior sister is the king of children, and those children take all kinds of things to curry favor with Xiaolin. Strolling around in the yard, Mr. Zhu refurbished the yard for this reason.

As for how many laps to walk around, it depends on who has a good relationship and who gives good things.

When the little girl has nothing to do recently, she tells Liu Hai about her children, the peaches given to this one, the peaches given to that one, and so on, and she also shares the good things with Liu Hai.

After having lunch and going to the University of Technology, Liu Haishun turned to the Dahongmen Meat Factory.

Sun Desheng had eaten and was resting. When someone came to the reception room and said someone was looking for him outside, riding a motorcycle, he felt puzzled.

"Yo, yo, brother, what are you doing?" When Sun Desheng came out, he saw bangs wearing a rattan helmet, leaning on a green three-wheeled motorcycle.

"Brother Sun, this is the motorcycle of our maintenance department." Liu Hai greeted with a smile.

Sun Desheng touched the motorcycle, which was completely different from the ones in the factory, and asked, "Can you drive it?"

"Of course..." Liu Hai gave some instructions, and Sun Desheng rode on. Then in the first gear, Liu Hai sat in the sidecar.

The motorcycle beeped away, and the two people in the reception room looked at this scene with envy on their faces.

"Tsk tsk, the administrative level of your motorcycle factory has been raised, and the salary has also been raised?" Sun Desheng asked Liu Hai after he came back from a stroll, and invited Liu Hai to his office.

Liu Hai looked at the strange people outside, and said with a smile: "This car was pieced together by our maintenance department. The engine was intact. Otherwise, just a few people in our department want to have a motorcycle?"

"Your rank has also been raised?" Sun Desheng suddenly realized that the benefits and benefits of each factory are different.

"Thanks to the fact that the administrative level of the factory has been promoted to a higher level, now the deputy department is acting as the chief of the maintenance department." Liu Hai took a sip of tea and said.

Sun Desheng gave a thumbs up: "It's stable like this, but the stock structure is not stable. You came to me this time, what's the matter?"

"I want to buy some lard fat. Fatty pork is also fine. The more the merrier." Liu Hai said.

"It's necessary, how long will you come to get it?"

"Tomorrow at two o'clock in the afternoon."

"Do you want the pig to go into the water?"

"Yes, kidneys and fat intestines are fine."

"That's it. Don't worry, man." Sun Desheng nodded.

Then Liu Hai left. After being told by Sun Desheng, Liu Hai wanted to eat fat intestines. Although there is grass-fed beef on the aircraft carrier, each has its own taste, right?
In the afternoon, I told the teacher that the motorcycle was overhauled on Saturday morning, and then I filled up the oil, and put another barrel in an iron barrel, so no one said that the bangs used gasoline. If I changed someone, the factory manager could point to the nose Scolding his ancestors, there is no way, the administrative level of the factory has been raised to one level, and the whole factory has nothing to say to Liu Hai, the original sub-department becomes the main department, and the original main department becomes the deputy department.

Even ordinary people have benefits. Many of the workers in the three new workshops are children of the factory.

"Good guy." When Liu Hai appeared in front of Sun Desheng in military uniform, Sun Desheng also said he was a good guy. There was a submachine gun hanging on Liu Hai's chest, a brand new Type 54, and a rifle in a sack on the sidecar.

"Thank you, Brother Sun." Liu Hai found that the fat meat and offal were packed in a wooden box, and there was a cold air in the box, fat meat, suet, fat intestines, and pork kidneys.

"My brother, it's outrageous to say this." Sun Desheng looked at Liu Hai's submachine gun, which was definitely the factory director's darling.

(End of this chapter)