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Chapter III Registration

Yang Xinhua didn't know what to say about her second sister. From the factory office to the design team of the machine repair shop, it was only a distance of more than 200 meters, but she had to walk for an hour. She was familiar with everyone she met, and she had to carefully pay attention to her younger brother who was following behind her.

Introduce it again. It is as if Yang Xinhua is a treasure of hers, a very affordable new product that needs to be introduced to everyone.

The second sister is nineteen years old this year and is slightly fat. Yang Xinhua is following behind. Yang Xinhua can clearly see the rhythmic twisting of the second sister's waist and the two pieces of her butt that are constantly shaking. The long braid is hanging down, intentionally or unintentionally.

Yang Xinhua felt something indescribable as he caressed him randomly. At this time, the second sister seemed to be sensing something, and suddenly turned her head and stared at him and asked, "Where are you looking?"

"How long will it take, second sister, I wonder why the design department is further away than the road to Japan?"

"The design department, I think it's the design team of the machine repair shop!"

Turning around the library, next to the staff canteen, turn right, there is a large basketball factory. When Yang Xinhua was in high school, he represented the Pingxian Middle School team in three games against the shipyard staff team. There are pine trees planted next to the playground.

Walking to the end of the tree-lined road, Yang Xinhua finally saw a few peeling red paint characters on the door of a workshop, machine repair workshop. Due to the wind and sun, Yang Xinhua added half of his imagination before he read all four characters.

Before he entered the door, he saw the arc light flashing continuously from the crack in the door. The second sister reminded him, "This is the arc light of electric welding. Don't look at it for a long time. It will hit your eyes. It hurts. It feels like there is a lot of sand in your eyes, which is very uncomfortable."

It can only be cured by applying milk!"

When it came to applying milk, Yang Xinhua's eyes naturally swept over the second sister's chest. The second sister's breasts were very well developed and indescribably coordinated with her figure. The second sister obviously also caught that gaze, and her eyes turned red.

Without saying anything, he pushed the door open with him and entered.

The workshop was very large, and there was a rail car running loudly overhead. This time, the second sister ignored the workers and walked directly through the workshop to the director's office at the back of the workshop.

After getting permission, when the two of them entered, a tall and thin middle-aged man, also wearing a blue denim work clothes from the shipyard, greeted the second sister with a symbolic nod from behind the desk, and still cursed at the two smiling young people.

"Damn it, I didn't even know I had pockmarks on my face? Why are you two bad boys whispering behind my back about why the rain hits the beach and rolls up pomegranate peels? Only if I have more pockmarks can I be the director of this workshop. If you have the ability, you guys

You two should also act as directors and show me!"

Yang Xinhua saw that the office was really messy. There were old truck tires and torn old packaging cartons under his feet, which had been repeatedly stepped on by many feet. Yang Xinhua looked down and saw the words "Harbin Bearing" on the three walls.

None of the items in the multi-layered shelves are placed in the right order. There are no shelves on the wall behind the director, but the wall is filled with nails in an irregular manner, with several loops of wire hanging on it, greasy work clothes, triangular belts...desk

The four supporting legs are also welded with steel bars. The tabletop is covered with a large wooden board. The original color of the wooden board is worthy of consideration. There are many red flag magazines, newspapers, welding rods, glasses with one lens missing, and a half-repaired four-kW motor.

An old black telephone, dozens of cigarette butts that were forced to be extinguished, each with their butts tilted and tilted. The only decent furniture in the room was the bench behind the two young men. Which guy still uses chalk?

It says on it that Chen Jibing is a bastard.

Who is Chen Jibing? This name followed by the three words "bastard" was thrust into Yang Xinhua's memory. On his first day at work, he was very curious to know why Chen Jibing was a bastard.

After the tall and thin man finished cursing, the second sister said to Yang Xinhua, "This is Director Wang."

Yang Xinhua followed the second sister and shouted very awkwardly, "Director Wang." The king looked at Yang Xinhua and said, "This child has grown into a young man after not seeing him for a few days. Unfortunately, I only have three sons and no daughters. Otherwise, I would have to follow him."

Your father can't get married." The second sister then smiled and said to the king, "Uncle Wang, my father asked me to hand over my brother to you."

"Okay, I understand." The king waved to the second sister, who said goodbye knowingly. The young man wearing glasses who was being scolded smiled and rushed up to hold Yang Xinhua's hand and said, "You are Comrade Yang Xinhua. I have been waiting for you for a long time.

My name is Chen Jibing, and Uncle Mazi has assigned you to our design team!"

Yang Xinhua mechanically shook hands with Chen Jibing, thinking constantly in his mind, "This guy is more human-like than me, shouldn't he be related to the bastard?"

Director Wang scolded Chen Jibing, "Here we come, take the rolling bear with you quickly. I'm not happy today. I want to be angry when I see you."

Chen Jibing was still smiling. He ordered the short man next to him, "Comrade, let's go. In the evening, you go to the second private room of the cafeteria to order some dishes and support Yang Xinhua. Don't call him Uncle Mazi?"

"Damn it, why don't you call me "I" when you have a drink? I'm telling you two little bastards that if you don't invite me tonight, I will overturn the table for you!"

Chen Jibing turned around and said, "If you want to drink our wine, why don't you kick us out?"

"If I don't kick you out, you will have to work hard to change the iron and turn the rudder. I have already reported it to the leader, and the design department did not pass it." Director Wang said a little lonely, "Chief Feng Timo believes that ship No. 232 has been put into operation for seven years."

More than a thousand yuan, and changing the rudder to an iron one will require an additional investment of 800 yuan. It’s not cost-effective, and there’s nothing I can do about it?”
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