The meeting lasted until after twelve o'clock and continued in the afternoon.

There are still quite a lot of people in the canteen now. Zhao Nanxiao heard that in two days, a contracted sister Cai would come to the construction site, but now there are almost no women nearby. Except for her, every time she goes to the canteen, people around would give way to her and look at her.

She didn't want to be the center of attention, so she quickly made a meal and returned to the iron house she lived in like before, sat down, and flipped her phone while eating.

Xu Shu brought two stainless steel lunch boxes that were covered tightly and headed towards the iron house. Suddenly, he saw Chen Songnan coming towards him and wanted to hide, but he didn't dodge. Chen Songnan's sharp eyes had already seen him and ran over quickly.

"Brother! We just finished the morning meeting, but I starved to death. I saw that you didn't return after you went out. Have you eaten?"

Xu Shuhan responded vaguely.

"You have something in your lunch box? What's delicious?"

Xu Shu said: "What's the food I cooked from the cafeteria just now. Don't wait for me, go quickly. You have to eat at the construction site quickly. If you don't go, you won't have any leftover soup when you finish it."

"I understand, thank you for reminding me, then I'll go."

Chen Songnan responded and hurried to the cafeteria.

Xu Shu then continued to move forward.

Before Zhao Nanxiao sat down, he had eaten a few bites when he heard someone knocking on the door, put down his cell phone and opened it. He found Xu Shu standing at the door, holding two lunch boxes in his hand and handed them over.

"That," he said-Zhao Nanxiao felt that it seemed like this at the beginning of his conversation with him recently, and she had no name now.

"This is just fried, and I haven't moved it before. The old Li who cooked insisted on giving it to me. I had no choice but to take it to the corrupt ones and take it to see. It's not what I like to eat, so I give it to you."

Without waiting for her to answer, he walked in, placed the lunch box on her table, and turned around and left.

Zhao Nanxiao opened it and saw that it was fried meat with black fungus, and shrimp, spinach and tofu. When he turned around, he saw that he had already walked to the door. He hesitated: "Have you eaten? If you don't eat it, we'll eat it together. I can't finish two meals by myself, so I'll waste it."

He paused and thought about it: "Okay then. I'll go get the food and help you eat something."

He came back soon, moved the chair himself, and the two of them sat down to the table for dinner.

He looked very hungry, but Zhao Nanxiao was not very hungry. After eating some, it was almost done. Seeing that he looked like a starving ghost was reincarnated, he was afraid that he would choke, so he got up and poured him a glass of water, and pushed him in front of him.

He took a sip, smiled as if he was ridiculous, and said, "After arriving at the construction site, everything else is not good. He is getting better at eating. He feels hungry every day. He can't care whether the food looks good or not. Don't mind."

Zhao Nanxiao said: "It is a good thing to be able to eat, you can eat more."

She simply stopped eating and just watched him eat.

"Why don't you eat? You've just eaten this little?" He took a few more bites and looked up to ask her.

"I just ate some and I'm full. You eat it, don't have any leftovers."

He lowered his head and started eating again, not counting on eating all the dishes in the lunch box, but reached the chopsticks to the leftovers she had made at first, and his movements were very natural.

Zhao Nanxiao felt that she had eaten it and was dirty and wanted to stop him, but he moved very quickly and had eaten it. She was embarrassed to say something else and pretended not to see it.

The phone suddenly rang, his.

He took it up, said a few words and ate the rest of the meal, and said, "I just arrived to get the important materials. I have to go and see them." As he said that, he drank all the water she had just poured, put down the cup, stood up, and reached out to the empty dirty lunch box.

"Let's go, let's wash together later." Zhao Nanxiao said.

He glanced at her and said "Oh".

"Then I'll leave?"

Zhao Nanxiao nodded.

He turned around and was about to leave, and suddenly he seemed to remember something, and stopped again, reached out to grab the pocket for a long time, and finally took out a key and put it on her desk: "I run around the door of my room all day long. If I lose it, I will put it here. When you go to the office, you can help me lock the door. There is nothing valuable, just a computer, something that is being made in it, and I will lose trouble."

After saying that, he turned around and left in a hurry regardless of whether she agreed or not.

As soon as he put the key, it was natural that there was no sign in the blink of an eye. Zhao Nanxiao had to take it away, take the dirty dishes and dishes, wash them at the hot water supply in the cafeteria and bring them back. When he passed by his door, he saw that the door was closed, so he pushed in, put his bowls, chopsticks and lunch boxes on the table, and looked around again.

The layout of the iron house is similar in each room, including an iron bed, a chair or two, a table, and a few other daily necessities.

It was indeed as he said, except for a computer and a guitar hanging on the wall in the house, there was nothing else. He threw a few clothes and pants on the bed, and the quilt was not folded, and it looked like a pig's nest.

Zhao Nanxiao couldn't see it, so she went over to fold the clothes, flattened the quilt, put the pillow, and was about to go out, when her toes seemed to kick something under the bed. She bent down and lifted the hanging sheet. She unexpectedly saw that there were a lot of dirty socks accumulated in the basin under the bed, looking at at least five or six pairs.

Fortunately, it is winter now, and it will be summer. I have piled up so many dirty socks for five or six days and will not be washed.

Zhao Nanxiao sighed in his heart, turned around and walked out.

She also had several pieces of clothing she had changed last night, and planned to wash it while she was resting at noon. She wore gloves, took her dirty clothes, and went out to wash the bathhouse. She walked over and hesitated for a while, and finally turned around, opened the door with the key, held her breath, and brought a bunch of his socks.

In the afternoon, she continued to attend the meeting in the conference room. He did not come back, and she did not see anyone else.

During the day, Secretary Yao received a notice that before going back, he would rectify the safety production discipline. At 7 o'clock in the evening, a safety production meeting for all staff was held in the multi-function hall. All the people from top to bottom must attend. They are not allowed to be absent, and wages will be deducted if they do not go. The design institute and supervision station do not require compulsory requirements, but they hope to attend and receive safety education together.

It's okay if the sun is sunny during the day, but when it gets dark, the temperature here drops rapidly. It's too cold. It's windy again at night, and it's like a knife cutting on his face. Old Chen and others don't want to go, but they heard that the supervisor attaches great importance to it, and go all of them, and don't go anywhere on his own. It seems that the design institute ignores safety production, which is not very good.

Chen Songnan was very willing to go, but he didn't have much weight when he went there. It was almost the same as not going there. The old men all looked at Zhao Nanxiao.

Zhao Nanxiao had no choice but to say, "I'll go."

Lao Chen and the others were happy: "Okay, thank you for your hard work Xiao Zhao, you will go on behalf of us and take notes by the way. When we come back, we will study and study, the same is true."

Zhao Nanxiao agreed.

Everything on the construction site is simple, and the multi-functional hall is the canteen. The tables for eating during the day are put away, and stools and chairs are placed, which becomes the venue for meetings.

In the afternoon, the sun was strong, and the dehydrated socks had been dried. When Zhao Nanxiao was packing his clothes, he also put his socks in it, rolled them up and placed them on his bed. Then he waited. It was almost seven o'clock in the evening and there was no one else. He was afraid that it would be too late for the meeting, so he threw him the key to his room here under a stone at the door, sent him a message asking him to come back and get it himself, and then went to the meeting.

When she arrived, it was almost seven o'clock, and there were already people in it, at least a few hundred, buzzing.

She walked in through the back door.

Chen Songnan came earlier than her and had already taken a seat in front of her. She was constantly looking back and finally saw her coming. Her eyes lit up and she hurriedly waved to her over.

The seat he grabbed was in the front rows, and it was in the middle again. Zhao Nanxiao didn't want to go, so he waved his hand, pointed to an empty seat in the corner of the back, walked over and sat down, then took out the notebook and pen he brought. Suddenly, he felt a little commotion happening on the side, as if someone was squeezing here. He looked up and saw Xu Shu coming out of nowhere. He forced himself to squeeze from the knees of the row of people who had already sat down into the corner, and patted the worker next to her: "Brother, help change a seat? I have something to discuss with Mr. Zhao."

He pointed at her.

The workers naturally recognized him, so he spoke, so they had to stand up and give up their seats.

Xu Shu smiled and thanked him and sat down.

Zhao Nanxiao looked straight and spread his notebook and placed it on his lap.

Secretary Yao and his leader also came and started to speak.

Secretary Yao will return tomorrow, so he held this general safety meeting temporarily. As soon as he opened his mouth, he mentioned the concrete mixer truck slip incident on the construction site that he had personally encountered when he came back from poverty alleviation yesterday morning, and said: "The following are the generator sets and transformers. If Comrade Xu Shu had not acted at the sight of the opportunity, dealt with it in time, and chased for the brakes in time regardless of danger, the consequences would be unimaginable! Before the official meeting, I suggested that we all applaud him for standing up."

The leaders on the stage applauded first, and the people below followed, and turned around and looked over.

He smiled and looked calm, nodding to the front.

Zhao Nanxiao lowered his head so that he could not lower it any more, and he didn't want people to pay attention to sitting next to him.

After applauding, Secretary Yao continued to speak, explaining the importance of safe production and the management regulations that must be implemented from top to bottom.

"...We must pay attention to ensuring that all the safety production licenses of the incoming units are valid for the daily inspection of the qualification certificates of special operators. What I want to emphasize here is that holding a certificate is not enough. We must implement the concept of safety production and always remember it, just like people eating and drinking water..."

Zhao Nanxiao listened very seriously and looked down from time to time to take notes, but he always felt that Xu Shu was looking at him constantly. After holding it for a while, he felt that he turned his face again. He couldn't help it anymore, so he looked up and stared at him.

He immediately turned his head and looked at Secretary Yao on the stage, as if nothing had happened.

Zhao Nanxiao continued to lower his head and took notes. After a while, he suddenly felt that he came over again. This time he leaned towards him and put his mouth in her ear and said, "Well, did you wash my pile of dirty socks for me today?"

It was also by chance that when he came over to whisper, the microphone on the stage suddenly became hoarse, and Secretary Yao's voice suddenly became smaller, making his whisper loud. Perhaps everyone sitting nearby heard it, and turned his head and looked over again, looking at himself and him.

Zhao Nanxiao was so scared that he quickly pretended to pick up things and bent down, not daring to stand up straight.

Secretary Yao took a few shots of the microphone on the stage, and his voice finally returned to his voice. He continued to speak.

After a while, Zhao Nanxiao slowly stood up and saw that everyone around him had turned around and continued to listen to Secretary Yao's words. He stopped looking at him. Then he slowly calmed down and listened for a while. He felt that he was still looking at him. The more he thought about it, he became more and more angry, so he wrote a line of big words on his notes and pushed it over.

"Shut up, listen carefully, don't look at me!"

He finally didn't watch it so often.
Chapter completed!