Chuan Shu 80: I am doing scientific research on the island

Song Wenjun was holding a novel in her hand, which Xu Da had given her to relieve her boredom on the way.

Moving the book away, she glanced at Yu Fuhe, who exuded a sinister aura.

"I'm afraid your wife will hit me."

"Comrade Song, how can you think like this? Why would my wife hit you for no reason?"

"Yeah, I want to know too. The way she made a fuss about asking for the lower bunk back then was quite scary. I'd better stay here. Brother Xu can protect me."

Xu Dazhi from the middle berth nodded, "You're right. Anyone who dares to bully my girl will have trouble with me. I have a problem. Sometimes I can't control my temper and I hit people, either to death or injury."

"You, you are so unreasonable."

"So Yu Gong, you and your wife can share a carriage with each other. If we want to play poker, we can find you in the soft sleeper." Chen Guoqing was too sleepy to open his eyes and asked Yu Fuhe to leave quickly.

snort!
Yu Fuhe left angrily, and Xu Da shook his head, "This man is really strange. We don't know why we offended him. He is always bitter and resentful, and he is not gregarious at all."

"Brother Chen, hurry up and find a new technician. What are you doing with this kind of person? He's causing trouble for you every day. Even if he takes his wife with him on a business trip, it's not too embarrassing."

"That's right. Wenjun told me that after we went to the expo, someone took the initiative to come to the factory as a technician."

Alas, Chen Guoqing felt uncertain when he mentioned this.

real or fake?

They are not a well-known large manufacturer in the country. They were still struggling two months ago. Just because they launch a rice cooker, senior technicians from big cities will come to their door?

Give it a try first, just in case it comes true!
There was a "bang" sound in the soft sleeper seat, and Yu Fuhe kicked the compartment door to vent his dissatisfaction.

"What? You scared me to death."

Sun Lili was cracking melon seeds, and the peels were everywhere, making the carriage dirty and messy.

"Damn Song Wenjun, why do I hate her so much?" "I don't like her either. She looks like a vixen. Is she Chen Guoqing's little wife?"

"Please keep your voice down, don't you know that walls have ears?"

Sun Lili pouted and rolled her eyes at him, "If you hear it, you will hear it. If she dares to do it, is she afraid that others will hear it?"

"I'm telling you, watch your mouth and don't cause trouble for me."

"Huh! Look at your bearish behavior. You must have been angry with her and come to me to vent your anger."

Yu Fuhe glared at her fiercely and lay down on the bunk.

Design draft, design draft, as long as there is a design draft, which electrical appliance factory should he go to and not be able to treat him as an ancestor?

You have to find a way to get it!

One or two o'clock in the morning is when people are most sleepy and sleep deepest.

The train crawled rhythmically on the rails. In the sleeper car, there were only a few "night owls" sitting by the window, staring blankly out of the dark window.

Occasionally, someone walks by, and the person by the window just glances at it, feeling dumbfounded.

Chen Guoqing and others stayed up late for two days before setting off. They got into bed early at around nine o'clock, snoring loudly and sleeping like dead pigs.

Feeling someone standing in front of his bunk, Song Wenjun moved his eyes, turned over, and continued to dream about Duke Zhou.

Yu Fuhe's nervous heart was beating wildly. After making sure that no one was paying attention to him, he quietly took away Song Wenjun's black leather bag placed on the small table.

Worried about being discovered by her, after he succeeded, he stuffed the leather bag into his clothes, looked around, and walked to the hard-seat carriage.

He slightly changed his makeup, put on a hat on his head, put glasses on the bridge of his nose, and changed his clothes. Even if someone saw him, Song Wenjun, Chen Guoqing and the others would not take him into consideration.