The Legend of the Condor Heroes was a hit drama that attracted crowds of people back then.
It is said that whenever "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" is performed in big cities, not a single ghost can be seen on the streets.
If Luan Feng can attract people from all over the country, then he can do it.
Luan Feng climbed onto the kang and was immediately mesmerized, but what she couldn't understand was how this guy could have the nerve to snore while watching such a great TV show?
Wan Feng, who has seen all kinds of high-definition images and computer-generated special effects in later generations, is not attracted by the blurry images of somersaults. Besides, he has watched this TV series at least three times from TV broadcasts to VCDs. It is impossible for him to watch it again now.
In Wan Feng's words, Luan Feng is a severe ADHD patient. He is not even serious when watching TV, especially martial arts movies.
Someone was having a ridiculous dream. In the dream, he was transformed into a knight and fighting a goblin. The damn goblin had very long legs, and with a flying kick, he kicked the knight and rolled backwards, falling directly off the cliff.
Someone was suddenly awakened by a feeling of cold hands and feet.
As soon as I opened my eyes, I heard the sounds of shouting and fighting from the TV.
It turned out to be a nightmare.
But how do I lie on the kang?
Since the emergence of artificial leather, the kang mats in every household have been replaced by leather mats. Wan Feng is now lying on this cool leather mat.
Something seemed wrong. I remembered that I was lying in bed covered with a thin blanket instead of curled up on the leather mat now.
As the temperature rises, the fire at the head of the kang becomes hot during dinner, so when putting the quilt in the evening, it is deliberately placed in the middle of the kang, slightly towards the end.
And now I am actually sitting on the kang.
Wan Feng looked at Luan Feng, who was lying on the bed half a meter away from him and watching TV series, with confusion.
Am I sleepwalking? I don't seem to have that problem.
"Hey! Why did I come here?"
"How would I know? You were not well-behaved in your sleep and somersaulted out."
This is impossible!
"Did you push me out?"
No! That speed just now was definitely not generated by push energy. He remembered that he seemed to have come out in a flash.
If Luan Feng could generate such a fast initial velocity by pushing with both hands while lying on the kang, then this woman could participate in a weightlifting competition.
"Who pushed you? I didn't!"
"Since he didn't push, he must have kicked him!"
"Hehehe!" Luan Feng suddenly burst into laughter, her head resting on the pillow and laughing non-stop.
It's confirmed. It must be this woman who was watching TV and practicing martial arts in bed and kicked him out.
What’s the matter!
Wan Feng took out another quilt from the pile of quilts and spread it out.
"Why are you making another quilt?"
"I'm afraid you might get hurt while practicing martial arts in bed. I can't afford to offend you, so I can just stay away."
Luan Feng was angry: "I finally came back once, and you actually want to share the bed with me? Come over here and I promise I won't beat you to death!"
Wan Feng was determined not to go over, so he put the quilt in place and got into bed, giving Luan Feng a slap on the back.
"Can you come over?"
"No."
"Good boy, you dare not come over! Then... I'll go over!" A warm body rolled over.
Wan Feng secretly groaned, there was no way to hide.
"Hey! When will Zhang Xuan come?"
Luan Feng’s question made Wan Feng shudder. Why are you asking this woman questions when she’s fine?
"Why do you think of her?"
"I haven't seen it for a long time. I missed it."
"How would I know if she's coming? Why don't you ask her yourself?"
"If I could ask myself, I wouldn't have to ask you."
After saying this, Luan Feng went back to watch the martial arts movie.
At this moment, Wan Feng suddenly felt like a despicable love cheater, and a lot of guilt surged in his heart.
He turned around and hugged Luan Feng.
"Oh! Go away for now. Don't make trouble. Wait until I finish watching TV." Luan Feng waved his hand and pushed him aside, then continued to worry about Yang Guo's father.
This guy loves watching martial arts movies so much, should he buy him a VCR?
She also has something to entertain herself when I'm not around, but I wonder if she can learn how to use it?
When Luan Feng finished watching the TV series, someone fell asleep again.
It is not a man's thing to sleep all the time just after coming home. Doesn't he know that a long absence is better than a new marriage?
Determined not to let him sleep so comfortably, Luan Feng smiled and pressed herself against Wan Feng's body...
…
The next morning, after breakfast, Wan Feng and Luan Feng came out of the house.
Luan Feng was full of energy and spirit again.
When they arrived at the entrance of the machinery factory, Wan Feng handed the motorcycle to Luan Feng. She went to work, while he went into the machinery factory.
He wanted to find Luo Zhongxing to find out about their factory's recruitment.
How many people have been recruited and what kind of people are they recruited for? How are they being placed now?
He didn't find Luo Zhongxing, but only met Xiao Dexiang.
"Lao Luo will be here for a while, so please wait a little longer. Xiao Wan, I heard that your whole family is coming back soon."
Xiao Dexiang is well-informed and knows everything about this.
"Your uncle said so."
"That's about right. We'll probably be back tomorrow, around the time of summer and autumn."
In his previous life, his family came back around June 1986, so this time it would probably be August later. He would have to graduate in July.
"I was wondering why you wanted to build a factory. Are you planning to go it alone in the future?"
"Everything in Wahou belongs to the collective. The people of Wahou are now on the road to a moderate prosperity. I have completed what I wanted to do in Wahou. Now it's time for me to do something for myself."
"That's right. We can't just serve others without considering ourselves. So what project are you planning to do?"
"Mechanical manufacturing, it can't be announced yet, but everyone will know it soon."
Xiao Dexiang was silent for a moment: "It's a pity that I can't start a business with you. It's a pity."
"Haha, Uncle Xiao! I might need your machinery factory in the future. Did you succeed in making the 70 engine?"
"Even if it succeeds, it is currently undergoing fatigue testing. Once it passes the test, it can be put into use."
It seems like a good idea to let the machinery factory become an engine supplier for itself.
"I suddenly remembered something. Why don't you produce motorcycle engines for me from now on? What do you think?"
"You want to make a motorcycle?"
"There is this plan."
This time, Xiao Dexiang remained silent for a long while before he said, "I don't have the final say on this. I'm just the production manager. If your uncle agrees, it should be fine."
Xiao Dexiang cleverly brought this topic to Zhu Ping's attention, and at the same time expressed his own attitude.
He probably doesn't want to be just an accessories supplier.
Yes, the Jiangwei 50 motorcycles produced by the machinery factory are in short supply, and now the new generation of engines has been successfully developed, so it is entirely possible to produce a new generation of motorcycles.
Making accessories is not as profitable as making complete vehicles.
Forget it, the 70 engine is the last gift to the queen.
Wan Feng is not going to get involved in the 70 motorcycle anymore. He just wants to concentrate on doing well with his 100.
At this time, Luo Zhongxing walked into the gate of the machinery factory with his hands behind his back.
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