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He came out from Chen Rongkun, Qin Hai asked Ning Mo with a smile: "Why, Ning Mo, is your father from this factory?"

Xu Ning nodded silently and pointed fingers at Haitao and Miao Lei, saying, "The three of us are children of the agricultural machinery factory. Yu girl and his father are deputy heads of the finance department, and Leizi's father is the director of the foundry."

"Why don't you say your dad is the director of the factory?" Yu Haitao couldn't help but uncover the bottom of Ning Mo.

"He is now the director of the research room, okay?" Ning Mo countered and said, and he turned back to explain to Qin Hai: "My old man was the director of the agricultural machinery factory. He retired to the second line the year before. Now he is the research room. The director is actually standing back. "

"The original three are all in our factory, disrespectful." Qin Hai laughed. The cadres and children of a small agricultural machinery factory would not make Qin Hai feel so sacred, but it would be harmless to be able to use the identity of the other party as a joke.

"What is 衙内?" Miao Lei, who loves studying, asked curiously.

Qin Haidao: "It's the young master in the official's family. Like you, if you stay in ancient times, you can carry cage birds and bring a bunch of dog legs to the family every day. They are good women on the street."

"Hahahaha!" Ning Mo and others were amused by Qin Hai. This kind of stalk in the later generations was really humorous. Ning Mo laughed and patted Qin Hai's shoulder desperately while waving a bear's paw, only to pat Qin Hai into a meat pie.

After a laugh, Yu Haitao said: "Qin Hai, you just arrived at the Qingfeng factory and don't understand the situation. What are we to do? The Qingfeng factory has been losing money for the past two years, and it is almost impossible to expose it. The factory can only send basic information now. Wages, old workers can't even reimburse medical expenses. Our buddies earn more than 20 yuan for apprentice wages, all of which must be handed over to the home. If you want to buy a pack of cigarettes, you have to go out and get some pheasants to earn it. "

"Hit Pheasant?" Qin Haihan took one.

"It's just doing a small business by myself." Miao Lei explained for Yu Haitao, "Like us today, get some scraps from the factory, hit a few shovel, hoe, etc., and sell them to old watches to earn pocket money."

"Oh, that means it." Qin Hai was relieved. He knew that the "old watch" that Miao Lei said was a collective term for peasants in the city. Although it did not carry any reproach, it could reflect the superiority of the speaker's identity.

During the conversation, several people have come to the single building. This is a two-story tube building. It looks like it has been a few years, and the walls and windows look gray. Entering the bachelor's building, a blast of hot air came out, accompanied by the smell of cooking, the sweat of people, and the smell of water in the bathroom. There is a briquette stove at the door of each room in the corridor. Men and women are busy making dinner, and they are exchanging various gossip information loudly.

The dormitory assigned by Chen Rongkun to Qin Hai is on the second floor of the single building. Several people walked up the wooden stairs, Miao Lei walked ahead, reminded Qin Hai as he walked: "Qin Hai, watch your feet, that piece of wood is dead, and you will fall if you don't step on it."

"Thank you, Lei Zi." Qin Hai said.

Everyone went upstairs and came to the door of 208 facing the room number. When Qin Hai was pulling the key to open the door, the door of the opposite room opened, and a girl's head protruded.

"Fat, who are you looking for?" The girl recognized Ning Mo and asked him.

This is the third time Qin Hai has heard people call Ning Mo like this. It seems that Ning Mo's nickname is a household name in Qingfeng Factory. Considering that Ning Mo's father was the former factory director, it is not surprising that his son received such attention.

"Wang Xiaochen, it turned out that you lived opposite." Ning Mo knew the girl. He pointed Qin Hai with his fingers and said, "This is Qin Hai, my buddy. He graduated from the Agricultural Machinery Technical School and was assigned to our factory. Work here, and I will live with you in the future. "

"Oh?" The girl looked at Qin Hai with interest, and said with a smile, "It's so small, almost as big as my brother."

"Oh, then I'll recognize my sister first." Qin Hai is an easy-going person, listening to the other party said, and then said to her, "A distant relative is not as good as a close neighbor, and a close neighbor is worse than the door. In the future, the younger brother will fight against Xiao Chen It's on. "

"Hahahaha ..." Wang Xiaochen smiled with a trembling smile. "It's worth reading a book. It's so humorous. By the way, is your name Qin Hai, right? I'm 20 years old, how old are you?"

"I'm 18." Qin Hai replied.

"One year older than my brother." Wang Xiaochen nodded earnestly, revising his previous statement, and then enthusiastically asked, "Did you have dinner? Today is Sunday. The cafeteria is open for breakfast, and now I have no food. I cooked it Sweet potato porridge, would you like something to eat? "

"No, Wang Xiaochen." Ning Mo refused on behalf of Qin Hai, "We will invite Qin Hai to eat out later, we will help him clean up the room first."

嗯 "Well, when was the fat man so generous," Wang Xiaochen said, "then you can pack up and get whatever you need."

"Thank Xiaochen a lot." Qin Hai arched hands to Wang Xiaochen, but this intimate title blushed a girl again.

Wang Xiaochen went back to his room. Qin Hai opened the door of his room with the key and pushed in. The house was fairly clean, and some debris left by the previous owner was thrown on the ground, all worthless. A single bed with an iron shelf was placed along the wall, and the bed board slightly collapsed, but it was estimated that it would not be broken for a while. There is an old writing desk next to the window. It is the kind of "sinking" with two drawers on one side and a small cupboard on the side. There is a wooden back chair beside the writing desk. This is all the furniture in the house Already.

The room on the side of the bed was pasted with an expired movie poster. A big beauty on the poster smiled at Qin Hai with her neat teeth. Qin Hai recognized that this was exactly Liu Sister when she was young.

"Leave your luggage down, let's go out for dinner." Qin Hai said, "This house is not dirty, so I will pack it by myself when I return."

Su Ningmo immediately agreed: "Okay, let's go now. After a long afternoon of tiredness, I will be hungry."

Several people threw the luggage roll on the single bed, and then clapped their hands and went out. Although these few had no fate, they also had a bit of good-for-nothing character. When Qin Hai said that he could clean up the room, they were happy.

At that time, there were not many people having free time to eat outside, so only two or three restaurants could be found in the entire eastern suburban industrial area. Ning Mo, they rode Qinhai on their vehicle, walked a long distance, came to a private restaurant called "Weimin Restaurant" and went in.

"Boss Kong, Boss Kong!" Ning Mo yelled loudly as he entered.

"Come here." A middle-aged fat man, one size smaller than Ning Mo, responded. When he saw Ning Mo, he laughed and said, "Fat, come to eat?"

"I'm here with friends. Ten dollars, you can pick the best vegetables." Ning Mo passed the ten dollars that Qin Hai had planned to give to Boss Kong, and ordered: "Last bottle of loose wine . "

"Wow, ten dollars!" Boss eyes brightened. In addition to eating and drinking public money, it is rare for ordinary people to go out to eat with ten dollars. Boss Kong was quite familiar with Ning Mo and their young couples. These young people would come here for a dental festival about every half a month, and each time they just pitifully collected two or three dollars and fry. One amaranth and one vegetarian dish. The act of shooting ten dollars at a time like this has never happened to Mr. Kong's memory.

怎么 "Why, fat man, where's the friend?" Kong Kong asked curiously.

"My buddy, I graduated from the Agricultural Machinery Technical School, and just came to work at our Qingfeng factory." Ning Mo is a straight man and must answer questions, so I have introduced Qin Hai several times.

介绍 This introduction is of no value to Boss Kong. He nodded and smiled at Qin Hai, and then ran to the back and opened fire to cook. As soon as he walked on his front feet, a thin and weak half-old girl ran out on his hind feet, and brought Ningmo their table with a small stack of sunflower seeds and a small stack of fried soybeans, and let them eat snacks and other dishes.

"It costs you a lot." Qin Hai didn't have any objection to Ning Mu's arrangement, but only understated and thanked him.

"This is actually your money." Ning Mo said, "Qin Hai, I really admire you and have the ability and don't care about money. If you change to other bachelors in a single building, UU reading www.uukanshu.com When it comes to ten dollars, they will be stunned if they are one dollar. No matter how you look, you don't have to look at it. "

"Yes, yes, Qin Hai, you are so generous!" Yu Haitao and Miao Lei also praised.

Prior to this, Ning Mo had to pay Qin Hai ten yuan, and Yu Haitao and Miao Lei were somewhat distressed. But then Qin Hai insisted not to, and made them feel that Qin Hai was very lively. Ning Mo is indeed the father of the factory director. Although he is shy, he still has the courage to treat money like dung. Qin Hai refused the ten dollars. It was a wish.

Everyone was chatting, a shadow outside the door flashed in, and another guest came in. This is a middle-aged man in a crumpled suit. The dark complexion on his face reveals his true identity, making people know that he is not a handsome man. He went straight to a table and sat down, throwing a heavy snakeskin bag in his hands and throwing it to the ground, making a rustling metal impact.

"Xiaofang!" The middle-aged man shouted in the direction of the rear chef.

The half-old girl flew out before, stood in front of the middle-aged person, and waited for the other party to instruct.

"A piece of fried fragrant dried, a plate of peanut rice, half a catty of wine." The middle-aged man said with a slightly tired voice.

"Secretary Xiao, come to our table, let's eat together." Ning Mo stood up and shouted to the middle-aged man.

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