Old Wen found himself with a note in a daze, and then asked him to deliver food to Fan Xiaofan and the others...
He looked up at his two old friends in disbelief. The two sides had just had such a bad argument, so why did they still ask him to deliver things? Weren't they afraid of causing a scene?
Factory Director Qi cleared his throat and said, "Take a look at what's written on the note first, don't send it to the wrong person..."
Before Master Wen could retort, the deputy factory director continued, "Old Wen, you are also an important backbone of the temporary automobile factory. Someone has to back down after what happened today. The research institute deserves a lot of credit for the successful development of the new automobile. Even for that reason, we should back down and not be so aggressive. Don't you think so?"
What can Master Wen do?
Although he was resentful, feeling that the people from the research institute were capable and that he should treat them well, but...
But now Director Qi and the deputy director are staring intently at him, looking like they won't let him refuse. Their dry, wrinkled faces look like bitter gourds. If he finds out, he'll just do as they say.
With a hint of anger, he opened the note in his hand, wanting to see what kind of food was written on it...
only……
After opening the note, Master Wen stared at the few words and felt increasingly familiar with them.
Speaking of the blueprints that Fan Xiaofan sent, the people in the technical office have looked at them thousands of times every day. They probably know them better than their own wives and sons. Master Wen looked up at Director Qi and Deputy Director Qi with a complicated expression. No wonder the two of them had such strange expressions just now.
"Could this be..."
Some things are best left unsaid; only heaven, earth, you, and I need to know. There's no need to spell them out. The deputy factory director took the slip of paper and said, seemingly nonchalantly, "Remember what kind of food they want over there?"
Master Wen nodded. It was just some porridge, cornbread, and pickled vegetables from the canteen; there wasn't anything he couldn't remember…
The deputy factory director nodded, then pulled out a matchbox from his pocket. The note that had just been passed around among the three men instantly turned to ashes...
Chef Wen's expression also became serious. He waved to his two old colleagues and said, "I'm going to the cafeteria..."
When Fan Xiaofan and the others arrived at their resting place, Liu Fang and Gu Wenyan were in charge of tidying up the room. Fan Xiaofan was already sitting at the tidy desk, pondering the problems they had discovered that day, and how to guide everyone to come up with solutions themselves during tomorrow's discussion...
This is much more difficult than her saying it out loud.
When Master Wen arrived, he happened to see Liu Fang fetching water to wash in the corridor. He called out to her apologetically, but seeing Liu Fang's expressionless face, he felt a little guilty...
Actually, this can't be blamed on Liu Fang. Liu Fang and Gu Wenyan's backgrounds determined that they had excellent control over their expressions. Liu Fang would never deliberately give Master Wen a hard time. Fan Xiaofan didn't hide anything from them. She also knew that although this old man had a bad temper, he was also a capable person. It was just that he was too straightforward and easily offended people.
"Xiao Fan, Master Wen is here..."
Fan Xiaofan responded from inside the house, quickly tidied up her things, and went outside. She saw Master Wen standing outside the door, looking somewhat awkward.
Judging from that expression, he's already achieved his goal of delivering the note...
Fan Xiaofan, in a dramatic pose, still seemed to have a hint of sadness at being questioned: "Why is it Master Wen who's here? Just now, I also noticed that you..."
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