Reborn as a New Farmer of the 1980s

Reborn during the early days of China’s reform and opening, the narrator finds himself in the 1980s countryside. In this setting, the past is still a cold reference, yet it is also a fresh start....

Chapter 1307 Not Mine

Wan Feng returned to Nanwan Factory and asked Zhu Yong about the reporter's interview.

"I didn't think this was a big deal before. I'd never thought it was a big deal, not to mention that I probably wouldn't have thought it was a big deal. But when the reporter asked me about it, I felt like it wouldn't be a good thing if it got out, so I denied it. I just said that we only gave out a few hundred thousand yuan in bonuses at the end of the year. That doesn't seem like much for thousands of workers in the factory. I gave the reporter 500 yuan to get rid of him, and then I told all the employees in the factory to keep their story to themselves: no one's allowed to tell the truth anymore. We just said we gave out a few hundred yuan in bonuses."

Zhu Yong has been managing factories for many years and has gained some experience.

Wan Feng nodded and said, "Uncle, you did a good job on this matter. It seems that we have to keep a low profile in the future. Making a fortune quietly is the best way to go."

Zhu Yong shook his head. "The motorcycle you made is something that can't be concealed. Even if you want to keep it secret, you can't. I just hope there won't be any more policy changes."

Wan Feng is not worried about policies. Although there have been some minor fluctuations in policies over the years, the general direction has not changed. As long as he pays a little attention, nothing will happen.

There are still four years before the second southern tour of the leader. After the leader's southern tour, policy issues will no longer be a problem.

After chatting with Zhu Yong for a few more words, Wan Feng walked into the processing workshop. Li Da had imitated a Soviet machine tool that was not CNC and was testing it in the workshop. He wanted to see the effect.

The machine tool imitated by Li Da was a 16K20 semi-automatic lathe produced by the Soviet Red Proletarian Machine Tool Factory.

This is an ordinary lathe without CNC. It is not difficult to imitate. The key is to improve it.

Two young machinists were operating the machine tool, while Li Da, several technicians and the workshop director of the processing workshop were watching nearby.

"How is it?" Wan Feng asked.

"It's very good for now. Both machining accuracy and operation are huge improvements over the former Soviet machine tools."

"If it is produced, what level will it be in the country?"

“It should be a first-class product.”

Since Li Da can say such words, there should be no problem.

"We don't need to produce this type of lathe. Let's see if any of our sister factories can make it. We can then license it to them and charge them a technology transfer fee. Once the electronics team masters the computer program, we'll only produce CNC lathes."

"knew."

After Wan Feng gave some blind instructions, he came to Qi Hong's machine tool and unexpectedly found that Qi Hong seemed listless and without enthusiasm while working.

"Sister Hong, I think something's wrong with you. Why did you come here those few days?"

Qi Hong shook her head.

"Are you sick? If you are, go tell the workshop director and get some rest. My factory doesn't need workers working while sick. Health is your greatest asset."

Unexpectedly, Qi Hong continued to shake her head.

"Isn't she in heat?"

Qi Hong gave Wan Feng an annoyed look.

This boss is just not good. He has no taboos when speaking and dares to use any words.

"If it's none of these, then it must be a broken heart. Tell me who abandoned you? I'll go beat him up."

Originally Wan Feng thought Qi Hong would smile this time, but Qi Hong's eyes turned red and she actually lowered her head.

The problem seems to be a bit serious.

I'm really heartbroken!

"Did that old fellow Chen Dao bully you?"

Qi Hong was horrified, her face turned pale, and she looked at Wan Feng in shock: "You know all this?"

"Tsk! As the head of a factory, of course I have to understand the lives of the employees. I have to know everything about their eating, drinking, defecating, urinating, and sleeping. Of course I know about your little affairs. Tell him how he bullied you. I'll go and ask him to seek justice."

"No, it's not his fault."

The previous speculation has come true.

"Sister Hong, I'm not trying to sow discord between you two, but you don't have an Oedipus complex, do you? Master Chen is seventeen or eighteen years older than you. That's quite a big gap."

"Boss Wan! Others may not know this, but you know everything about my past. Do you think I can still find someone younger?"

"Why not? No one knows. As long as you can turn over a new leaf, I'll take care of your affairs."

Qi Hong shook her head. "I don't know what's going on. I've never been interested in young men. Instead, I like those who are older than me. Older men are more caring. I hope to find someone who can care for me. This is probably why I like my master."

"What's going on here? First they were master and apprentice, and then they rolled into bed together."

Qi Hong burst into laughter and said, "It's not what you said. Nothing happened between us."

"You went to Master Chen's house to celebrate the New Year and said nothing happened. Do you think I would believe you?"

Qi Hong was anxious: "Nothing really happened, he doesn't want me."

From what he said, it seemed that Chen Dao refused.

Chen Dao, you old bastard, it's good enough that you don't hide in bed and enjoy the sight of young girls, but you actually despise Qi Hong.

"He rejected you?"

Qi Hong nodded slowly.

"He dislikes your past?"

"have no idea."

"Wait a minute, I'll go ask him." Wan Feng turned and left.

"General Wan, General Wan! Oh! This..." Qi Hong stomped her feet anxiously as she looked at Wan Feng's back.

This idiot factory guy, why does he get involved in everything?

It would be fine if he could get involved, but if he messed up, the relationship between master and disciple would be gone from then on.

What should I do?

Wan Feng ignored Qi Hong's confusion and rushed into the engine workshop angrily.

Old man, I'm a virgin... not a virgin, even if I'm no longer a virgin, I'm still a grown-up girl, even if I've had some missteps in the past, I'm a new person now.

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