On Sunday, in the casting workshop, the sunlight penetrated the originally hazy high-altitude windows and shot beams of light straight in. One shot was just on the open space on the right side of the electric stove. The open space was cleaned clean, and Guo Guozhu was waving a big broom in his hand, sweeping the surroundings carefully. The car twelvejin hurried over. He stopped, looked around, looked around, and looked back at the people who had entered the factory one after another, and asked Guo Guozhu: "Have you seen Hongfeng just now?"

Guo Guozhu straightened his waist and looked around. He actually didn't see Yue Hongfeng, but for some reason, he couldn't help but want to act like a "well-informed" look to show that he was not an outsider. After he looked at him, some worries suddenly arose in his heart. She is the protagonist of today, so he should come early. Don't be late.

Che Shi Erjin turned around and saw Chairman Jia accompanying several people in. Follow him quickly. He deserved to be a soldier and a veteran who had been a guard. He knew one of the people who came. But he did not scream. He just smiled and nodded at the other party. The other party was also a tall middle-aged man. He saw him from a distance. He was not until he was close, and he said, "Old Che, are you getting on the horse today?"

"Minister Zhang, no, it's my apprentice." He seemed a little restrained.

"Ao, are all ready? OK, it seems that the preparation is quite sufficient. Pass the rod and hold the bucket, yo, what is this called?" Minister Zhang from the Labor Competition Department of the Factory Union steadily carried his hands behind his back, looking at the neatly arranged bamboo poles and brick mounts in front of him.

"That's called putting a bucket on the bottle, that's what it means." Chairman Jia said with a smile.

"We named it the Golden Pig Independent." Che Shierjin said. When he was usually put, he had to laugh, but now he looked dignified, as if he was talking about something ordinary.
Chapter completed!