"Now please enjoy the program from the Second Branch of Hongxing Machinery Factory."

"This is a group of female workers who came back to Xinjiang. They hold the ideal of building a revolution and work diligently. At the same time, they are a group of girls who love life and show the characteristics of women in the new era."

"Please enjoy, the girls sing the folk song "Beautiful Girl from the Spring" due to Hui Xinjiang."

bang bang bang

When everyone present heard that he was from the Second Branch of the Machinery Factory, they immediately became enthusiastic.

Although I have never been to most of the Second Branch Factory, in the sequence of machinery factories, this is an earlier unit than the pharmaceutical factory, and its name is more consistent with the main factory.

In many people's minds, the First Branch and the Second Branch are the biological sons of the Machinery Factory, while as for the Chemical Plant and Steel Plant, they are their daughters.

Daughters always have to get married, but sons can have a family and a career.

Therefore, everyone’s applause was even louder for the second branch factory that has taken root in the northwest.

Yang Xiaotao didn't know much about the performance because he had been busy with the greenhouse.

However, when I saw a group of girls wearing Huijiang ethnic costumes on the stage, the look alone made them stand out from those in front who only wore work clothes.

Soon the accompaniment sounded from the accompanying team, and a group of girls gathered together to sing and dance.

Yang Xiaotao didn't notice it at first, but now he took a closer look and found that there was an acquaintance there, Ma Xiaoling.

“These lesbians are pretty good!”

Mr. Wang's voice came from beside him, and Yang Xiaotao nodded.

"Of course, they are all workshop workers. They can work when they pick up a wrench, and they can make a fire when they put it down."

As soon as Yang Xiaotao finished speaking, Mr. Wang made a grimace and said, "I heard that your second branch factory can already produce machine tools?"

Yang Xiaotao watched the program carefully, but Mr. Wang continued to ask, "Did you send them Morning Star? Or Shine? How many units did you send?"

Yang Xiaotao applauded and shook his head, but said nothing.

This person next to me is the master who can make rain when he hears the wind.

If I were tricked by him, I would probably take it seriously.

Seeing that Yang Xiaotao still kept silent, Mr. Wang didn't care, "I'm telling you, if you have extra, give us two. Don't worry, I will remember your kindness."

Mr. Wang whispered from the side, but with such a large ground around him, the few people nearby could still hear him.

Even the people in the back row pricked up their ears to listen.

The leaders of these factories are very concerned about the machine tools produced by the machinery factories.

Different from the machine tools produced by other domestic factories, the products of the machine factory are not only easy to use, but also have better performance than others.

More importantly, the Venus Machine Tool of Hongxing Machinery Factory is well-known in China. Even if it cannot be imported, it is a hot commodity.

Not to mention Morningstar machine tools are better than Morningstar.

Today, there are no more than 20 units in total in the country.

Of course, this is obvious.

At least they saw six of them inside the machinery factory.

Really, a big dog owner.

However, there is nothing we can do about it. Who can let people have this ability?

Although the machinery factory submitted the drawings of Morning Star Machine Tools, some of their major manufacturers also received copies.

But this thing is more difficult to make than the original Venus.

Everyone was still able to make the last morning star at the beginning, but there was a mistake in the assembly.

But it’s difficult for Chenxing to do it now.

All the masters who did the hand rubbing were so tired that they vomited blood, but I didn’t hear of anyone who was completely done with it.

Just from this point, everyone realizes the power of Red Star Machinery Factory.

This has not been done yet, so there is no need to assemble it.

In other words, the only company that can produce Morning Star right now is Hongxing Machinery Factory.

Even the manufacturing of key parts, everyone knows, can only be done by the person in front of you.

"Hey, kid, please say something."

"Our two families are related, why don't you let your father-in-law talk about it?"

"Oh, he is too busy with this matter now. You, the son-in-law, don't know how to care about it. Let me tell you, this son-in-law is also half a son..."

There was nothing he could do, so Mr. Wang finally resorted to his trump card.

Yang Xiaotao grimaced again, "Stop, stop, stop!"

"Leader, you have used this trick to steal three units, and the other leaders only have one."

"Besides, you didn't give any of the ten college students last time!"

As soon as Yang Xiaotao finished speaking, Mr. Zhou from the Sixth Machinery Department next to him immediately turned his head and stared at Mr. Wang, "Old Wang, one of ours is still online. You already have three. You, you should just be a human being.

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Mr. Wang's face was a little red, and then he sighed, "Oh, you guys, you don't know our suffering."

"This rocket has to send things up. It's so high, it's not a gadget."

"Santai, I think it's too slow."

Mr. Zhou snorted after hearing this, "It sounds like we are not suffering. How about we switch?"

Upon hearing this, Mr. Wang immediately shut up.

What a joke, now the Seventh Machinery Department is a rocket, soaring!

He just couldn't bear it.

Mr. Wang said nothing and glanced at Yang Xiaotao again, wondering how to dig it out again.

Yang Xiaotao looked at the performance on the stage and was not moved at all, but there was a touch of relief on his face.

Seeing that Yang Xiaotao looked uninterested, Mr. Wang was a little disappointed and could only think of other solutions.

…

ah…

"Someone, come quickly!"

Investigation Division, Office of the Director.

A sharp female voice suddenly broke out, breaking the calm, and then several people ran in from outside.

"Lord, the director is dead!"

She was still the same woman, sitting on the ground and talking in horror.

Everyone who came in was also shocked.

"I was delivering information to the director, and I saw it was a mess. Then I came over, and the director fell down on the ground, right there. I went to help him, and then..."

Perhaps because more people came in, the woman felt more confident and hurriedly opened her mouth to explain.

But when I saw people dying, I was still so frightened that I couldn't even speak...

And as her voice came out, more people's eyes flashed with fear.

"Stop talking about it now and call the security department over quickly."

A team leader came in and said with a pale face. He didn't know whether he was scared or worried about his future.

The Investigation Department was really prosperous at first, but later it was suppressed by the Machinery Factory. Half of the people in the entire Investigation Department were missing. Even his immediate superiors and superiors were taken away. The remaining ones were just three or two kittens.

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Later, a new director came, who was considered capable and led them to do a lot of things.

But today, another team leader was taken away.

This made him feel sad.

But now, the director's immortality is gone again.

Is it possible that this investigation office is having a bad year?

Or did you provoke something unclean?

Thinking of this, the team leader shuddered.

Although we are now clamoring to break down superstition and feudal ideas, how can things that have been passed down for thousands of years be changed by just saying a few words and shouting a few slogans?

Even those who shout loudly probably have to wait for a good time before getting married or moving house.

This ghost is superstitious, isn't it true when you look at the days?

Therefore, something that can be passed down for thousands of years must have a reason for its existence!
To be continued...