Two days later, it happened to be a weekend. Zhen Fengwei received a call. The call came to the electrician team of the Tayankong Workshop. Someone came and shouted, and Zhen Fengwei went to the electrician team and asked casually: "Who's the phone call? The man and the woman?" Others said: "The man."

She thought to herself, it might be Xiong Erbo. She hadn't seen Xiong Erbo for more than ten days. She picked up the dumb red telephone and microphone on the table and asked, "Hey? Who?"

"Hello, you are Xiao Zhen, I am Xu Li."

Zhen Fengwei's first reaction was a bit complicated. One was thinking about whether the screw that was processed the day before yesterday had a problem; the other was a little confused, a kind of indescribable confusion. There was a vague expectation and a little worried. It was really hard to explain. She pretended to be surprised and said, "Hello, hello." She seemed a little uncomfortable to say "Hello" because among the workers in the factory, they rarely greeted like this. In the workshop, when meeting or answering the phone, they usually "Hello? What are you doing?" "Hey, who are you looking for?" Even the students of technical schools greeted each other like this. Xiong Erbo seemed well-educated, but in habit, he rarely said "Hello". The habits in the workshop were not as elegant as they were.

Xu Li said calmly on the phone: "Thank you first for helping our workshop. If the screw had not been processed in time, the task of this month would not have been completed." Xu Li's previous words seemed a little serious, but before she could speak, she immediately pulled the tone, like reading a manuscript, and her accent changed, becoming a bit like Director Fu of the casting workshop, speaking in the northern Shanxi dialect: "With all the employees of the casting workshop, I would like to express my sincere gratitude to Comrade Zhen Fengwei of the Tamai Machinery Workshop, and her master, Master Guo who has worked diligently on the lathe for 30 years, and the leaders and workers of the Tamai Machinery Workshop, Comrades-Master and Comrades-Master!"

Zhen Feng felt inexplicable before she started, but immediately laughed with the phone. The clumsy phone microphone was like a toy, sticking to her delicate face, which further highlighted the simplicity and intelligence of her face.

"Thank you, thank you, but there is only one thing, our strange master is not at all. We should quickly change it to a coal mining machine for your kneading machine, otherwise our eyes will become pinching eyes. Hahaha, what advice do you have, Engineer Xu?"

Xu Li felt warm in the other end and replied mischievously: "I dare not say any advice, I have a question to ask for advice."

"Oh, how dare I? You are an ambitious engineer. I'm so eager to ask you for advice. Tell me, what's the point of seeing you?"

"Well... I can only say it when I meet. I don't know if you can give me a favor..." Xu Li, who has always been straightforward, said a little different from him at this time, and seemed a little hesitant.

But Zhen Fengwei said cheerfully: "Oh, I didn't expect that the top students from famous universities would speak in a squint manner..." In fact, when Zhen Fengwei said this, he began to feel inexplicably panic. A little bit of expectations quietly emerged in the panic, just like the willow trees outside the workshop in spring, the buds on the tender branches, and the head was popping out in panic.

Xu Li on the other end of the phone immediately said, as if he had made up his mind, "I'll invite you to watch a movie this weekend."

"Hmm..." Zhen Fengwei didn't know how to answer for a moment. She hesitated for a moment and kept ummy.

"What? Don't say that you have already made an appointment with someone else." Xu Li was looking forward to it.

"Well... OK."

"Okay, at 6:30 on Saturday evening, at the entrance of Jiefang Cinema, I'll wait for you."

"Yes." Zhen Feng did not agree gently.
Chapter completed!