In the factory building of the clearing shovel section, against the south wall, a row of grinding wheels splashing with sparks were wiping out sharp and sharp screams on the steel ingots. This sound was like a sharp blade slashing on the glass. Going west along the grinding wheel, leaving the factory, it was a pile of uneven stone rubble. To be precise, it was not rubble stone, but something that steel castings looked like cement blocks before they were peeled off.

These long and short things as hard as cement stones were brought over and were glued into small pieces, much like ruins formed by collapsed houses. At this time, several people were hit hard by shock drills and splitting them. The violent striking sound of shock drills resounded over the west surroundings of the factory. People passing by were all taking a detour. People holding shock drills were covered with gray work clothes and hats and masks. From a distance, they looked like statues drilled out of the ruins.

This is an open-air factory with only a high simple asbestos ceiling and air-flowing on all sides. What is rare is that there is an open-air high car running back and forth on several cement frames under the simple ceiling. Someone on the high car leans down and shouts loudly: "Oh! How many more?"

Despite the sound of the impact drill, the worker with the mask could hear it. He stopped and looked up and asked loudly, "Ah?"

"How many more? Is it soon?"

"It's almost done. It seems like we don't want to be fast, it seems like you're just anxious to go home." The workers below were not angry.

Yue Hongfeng was on the high car. She simply took off her mask and said loudly: "I don't mean that. It's true. I'm kind-hearted and ungrateful."

The shovel worker below smiled and joked with his companions: "Who doesn't know that you are kind-hearted? They have finished hanging early and go back early to date."

Yue Hongfeng glared at the person talking below, sat down angrily. He lifted his hair and put it down, was stunned for a moment, and started the high car again, drove to the head of the shovel worker, and put the hook down. The worker below avoided it and asked strangely: "What are you doing?"

"What are you doing? Didn't you say you want to flip through the casting?"
Chapter completed!