There are really a lot of strange things in this world. As soon as Chen Dao left, Yu Jiadong came out immediately.
It seems that Yu Jiadong was heartbroken after drinking with Chen Dao that time, and his heartache was probably as deep as the Pacific Ocean.
"Captain Yu, can this factory be completely built in two months?"
"Almost. As long as we clean up the outside before the rainy season comes, we won't have to worry about the inside. We will definitely finish the work by the end of July."
Wan Feng was relieved. The rainy season would last at least one and a half months. According to the current progress, it would not be a problem to clean up the outside within one and a half months.
Now that the outside is cleaned up, the inside is simple. The only thing that holds it back is probably the plumbing.
There is no rush for water heating, as the heating here will take another half a year.
"Uncle Yu..."
"Xiao Wan, please stop calling me Captain Yu and Uncle Yu. You're making me nervous."
"Hey, if I call you Captain Yu, it means we're talking about official business, and if I call you Uncle Yu, it means we're talking about personal matters. What's there to be nervous about?"
"So what's your personal matter?"
"If you're really tired of being in Jiangwei, you can go back to the streets and work. If you're too embarrassed to tell my godfather, I'll go talk to him."
Zhou Bingde still listened to Wan Feng's advice.
"No, I just said that. I seem to have gotten used to staying in Jiangwei. I really don't want you to let me leave now."
"Yes, of course you are reluctant to leave. I heard that you and Jiang Wei's young wife were flirting with each other."
Yu Jiadong's face turned pale on the spot: "Who is stabbing me in the back?"
Huh? I just said something off the cuff, but he's so nervous. Is he really having an affair with someone's wife?
It doesn't seem strange for a man who hasn't been home for several months to have some romantic affair outside.
In a dozen years or so, such things will be considered semi-public.
But Wan Feng wisely chose not to continue studying this issue.
He and Yu Jiadong were not very familiar with each other, so there was no need to discuss this issue. If this was Zhou Bingde, then they would naturally have a good discussion.
Yu Jiadong had no intention of leaving Jiangwei, so there was no need to discuss the matter further. The two chatted for a few more trivial words, and then Wan Feng left the construction site.
After leaving the construction site, Wan Feng went into the garment factory. He wanted to find Jiang Min.
After not seeing her for a few months, Jiang Min has become more plump and her face has become more prettier. She has a unique charm of a young woman, and some of her parts are plump, which makes people fantasize.
"Luan Feng! This is your man? He's a complete hooligan! Listen to what he said? You better take care of him!"
Luan Feng retorted with a smile: "It's not the first time you know he's a gangster. He's been talking like a gangster for many years."
Seeing that Luan Feng didn't seem to be in a mood to deal with someone, Jiang Min threw her anger at Wan Feng: "Wan Feng, I'm warning you, if you say dirty words to me again, I'll..."
"What? Hanging? Jumping off a building? Drowning? Electrocution? Taking medicine? There's always one method that suits you. How do you choose to die?"
"You're the one who died?"
"Haha, Sister Min, don't try to play tricks on me in the future. You can't beat me. Ask your man to come over tomorrow. I want to have a chat with him about our work style."
"Work style problem? What work style problem?" Jiang Min asked stupidly.
"How did he make my former sister Min, who was like Lin Daiyu, look like Wang Xifeng now? I want to discuss with him how a lady became a shrew."
"Bah! I knew you had something bad to say, but I was so stupid as to ask you. You have such a mean mouth!"
"Why don't you slap yourself twice? I'll applaud you!"
Luan Feng laughed so hard that she lay on the table and couldn't speak.
"If you really ask Yan Ling to come tomorrow, I have... never mind, I have to go to the street in the next two days. Wait for me to find him."
"He went down to collect folk songs. He went to Xiema Mountain. He's been down there for several days. It will probably take a few more days for him to come back."
"Oh! Did he go to collect folk songs? Sister Min, didn't I remind you that when he comes back, you must check carefully to see if he has any fragrance, any lipstick marks on his face, or any kisses on his neck. The most important thing is, if he can't pay his taxes twice in one night, then something serious will happen. He might have committed a style problem. Of course, collecting folk songs is related to style, so committing a style problem is not a big deal."
"roll!"
Wan Feng obediently rolled out of the office, intending to go to the workshop to see the beauties Erman, Lanzhi, and Xinghua, to see whose shift it was. Taking advantage of them wouldn't get him kicked out, but as he left the house, he was unexpectedly caught by two motorcycles.
One of the bikes was naturally Luan Feng's. He was familiar with it as he had ridden it yesterday and this morning. But why was the other one also very familiar to him? It looked like Luan Feng's old bike.
"Luan Feng! Come out!"
Luan Feng came out happily. When she saw Wan Feng looking at the two motorcycles, her heart immediately started beating faster and faster.
I miscalculated. Why didn’t I push the motorcycle into the shed today? And put it together with Jiang Min’s motorcycle. Isn’t this just looking for trouble?
"Tell me what's going on with these two motorcycles?"
"That one belongs to Min Jie, Wan Feng. Let's eat at the factory at noon. I won't go back to cook."
"Stop looking away, Sister Min, this motorcycle looks just like your old one. I was wondering how your motorcycle stays so new, so you must have bought a new one."
"Hey, hey! Please don't be so smart. It makes me very stressed."
How can I survive if you are so smart?
"Stop talking nonsense, how much did you sell it to Sister Min for?"
"Five...five hundred. The car fell into a ditch three times, hit two small trees, and nearly hit a donkey once. I thought there was something wrong with it and it kept bothering me, so I sold it to Sister Min."
This woman is also possible. You have poor skills and a careless personality. You hit a donkey in a ditch and yet you blame the motorcycle? How can you have the nerve to say it out loud?
But five hundred yuan is not a lot, it's okay.
"Next time you ride a bike, be careful and stay focused. I've pulled your ears and told you so many times. If you hit a donkey, it's not a big deal. At most, the donkey will get angry and yell at you. But if you hit a bus, you'll be the one yelling. Don't ride this thing anymore."
"I'll remember that and pay attention to it next time." He agreed, but felt greatly relieved in his heart.
Finally, I managed to fool them. No matter how clever the bad guys were, they were fooled.
I have to form an offensive and defensive alliance with Sister Min later, otherwise she will accidentally say that she bought it for 100 yuan, or she will get a spanking when she gets home.
But getting spanked doesn’t seem like a big deal. I’ve been spanked many times.
It only hurts for a while, not too much.
Thinking of this, Ah Q's method of spiritual victory occupied Luan Feng's mind, and as she turned her head, her worries were thrown to the back of her head.
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