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Chapter 215

"Master Wang, Master Wang, ah, Xiao Liu's stomach was uncomfortable and it hurt so much. He ran off as soon as he got in the car." Someone ran over from the styling factory next door.

Master Wang's short and thin body trembled suddenly, and hesitated for a moment, but hesitated for a moment, then raised his legs and ran to the side of the look. While running, he pulled his throat: "What's wrong? The steel has passed. Then who is, don't, I'll get on." Suddenly, he turned around, "Old car, please arrange it here."

Che Shier Jin's reaction was not inferior at all, and his voice suddenly became like a loud bang: "Go, it's really time for them. It's uncomfortable early and uncomfortable late. The ladle is coming and it's about to be cast, and his stomach is hurting." He has long legs and big steps, and he follows quickly, "Chairman Jia, be careful, don't come here, let's do it."

Chairman Jia muttered something, looked at his feet carefully, and took steps thoughtfully. He seemed not rushing to see if the high car would delay hanging the ladle, but was puzzled by the two leaders and deputy team leaders' opinions for a moment.

In the factory building in the shape of the factory section, there are several sandboxes like sand sculptures on a large flat ground against the wall. There are several holes on the surface of the sandbox. The two middle-aged men looked dissatisfied and screamed anxiously: "It's either that the donkey cannot leave, or that it cannot be turned around. They give up the pick at the critical moment. Today, these two boxes are not a joke. This is something on the coal mining machine, so I have to take it away."

The battery truck carrying the ladle had already passed through the wall between the smelting section and the shaping section and stopped.

"Crane! Crane!" The person who picked up the flat car did not see the crane above his head and shouted at the top of his voice.

"Call the ball! It's reasonable, and you're screaming!" Che Shier Jin's face turned red, "Isn't this coming!" He didn't look at Gao Car and let Gao Car buzz past his head. He just stared straight at the arrogant guy in his shape.

The crane had already dropped the hook above the ladle, and the man refused to give in: "What's wrong? What's wrong? What's wrong? A packet of molten steel is scrapped, will you compensate?"

"If you pay, pay it! Your hook will be hung on the ball!" The car twelve jin approached the ladle. In that posture, the person who was talking nonsense would say something again, and the big slap would fly over immediately.

Chairman Jia can't do it if he doesn't dissuade him: "Okay, okay. It's all for the work of the workshop."
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