Rebirth of the 80s New Farmer

Wan Feng went in and listened for a while.

There are only more than ten days until May Day, and the factory is busy inside and outside.

Hundreds of supporting factories are constantly transporting parts into the factory, and the warehouse of the factory is full of these parts.

Now everything is ready, just wait for the whole vehicle to be assembled and rolled off the assembly line on May [-]st.

In fact, before the official assembly of the complete vehicle, the Nanwan factory has already assembled no less than [-] or [-] prototype vehicles.

Each of these prototypes has gone through a variety of high-intensity tests, with a journey of more than 90.00 kilometers, and the most one has run more than [-] kilometers, with a pass rate of over [-]%.

Qi Hong was dressed in work clothes, so she also mixed in the crowd and learned CNC machine tools from the Soviets.

She studied very seriously, and took a small notebook in her hand to quickly record from time to time.

Until now, Wan Feng didn't understand that this woman would like to play with machine tools if the bug in her head had a problem.

This reminded Wan Feng involuntarily of the video of a woman and a machine more than ten years later...

A wretched smile on someone's face.

The Soviet technicians talked for more than an hour, and it was time for a break.

"How are you doing?" Wan Feng asked Qi Hong outside the workshop.

"I have a low level of education, so I don't understand."

"This is easy to handle. Ask more people who understand. You, a girl, will be happy to tell you whoever you ask."

"I think so too."

"Are you still used to living here?"

Although there are not many female workers in the factory, there are some, and most of them are mature female workers recruited from other places.

These female workers live in the dormitory of the factory.

Qi Hong is not alone.

"It's okay, the people in your factory are very warm to others, I feel the warmth of home."

"There are still quite a few guys in our factory. If there is someone you like and is interested in you, there will be one here, and the boss is not young."

Qi Hong is also 23 this year. If she hadn't been fooling around in the past, she might be married now.

"Boss, I don't want to look for it!"

"why?"

"A person like me still expects to find someone."

"Silly! If you don't tell anyone, no one will know. Why don't you look for it?"

"But if there is no such thing on the wedding night, won't it be revealed?"

Wan Feng sighed, even the female hooligans of the 80s were much more honest than those of later generations.

"It's simple. On the night of your wedding, prepare two identical handkerchiefs or white cloths. You can stick some messy blood on one of them. It doesn't need to be too much, just a symbolic amount of sticking. Don't stick anything on the other. Don't let your future man see the bloody one. When the light is on, put the white one on the bed for him to see. After turning off the light, you secretly take out the bloody one and replace it with the white one. Just a clean piece and it's over."

Qi Hong looked at Wan Feng without blinking her eyes: "Boss, how do you understand such things?"

What's so strange about this is that artificial guns will be manufactured in another 20 years.

"Isn't this a lie? If he finds out in the future, won't the family break up?"

It's not easy for Wan Feng to guide this matter, it depends on luck.

The people on Wan Feng's side who knew about Qi Hong's past were Chen Dao and Han Guang's family. Zhang Xian and Zheng Song didn't know much about it. After all, they went late.

The three of Yang Jianguo and the three of Li Mingdou knew that there was nothing to be afraid of, and they would not come to live in Jiangwei, even if they said nothing, they would not come here.

Therefore, as long as Qi Hong doesn't tell others, they really don't necessarily know.

"Or you have to say that you were married and divorced. It's a bit more aboveboard, but ordinary guys may not accept it, unless you find someone who is a little older and can't find a wife."

At this moment, Chen Dao's shadow suddenly flashed in Wan Feng's head, the two of them...

This is ridiculous, they are 20 years old, to be exact, 19 years old, this distance is a bit far.

"Oh! Let's talk about it later."

"Do it well, as long as you can forget the past, I believe someone will find you."

"Well! I promise to do a good job. You are full of vigor here. I think I will do a good job."

What Qi Hong said was true.

Chapter 1118 The mocking of the stupid duck

For three days in a row, Wan Feng pretended to be busy in the factory, so busy that he even forgot to promise to have dinner with Luan Feng.

It wasn't until Luan Feng came to Xingshi's door to inquire about the crime that he thought of it.

Luan Feng's white eyes were like knives, and he almost paralyzed someone with two knives.

"Say! Where did you invite us to eat?"

"Huh? Eat? What are you going to eat?"

"You promised to invite me, Zhang Xuan, and sister Min to Liang Hongying's house for rubbing for nothing."

Wan Feng slapped his head: "Hey, I'm just busy, I forgot."

"What are you trying to do here with the fool?"

"What do you mean, am I not the boss? The boss should mingle with the workers. Wait for me and I'll change clothes."

Wan Feng was wearing a set of work clothes, and from the fact that the work clothes were not stained with oil, he knew that he was just pretending.

After a while, Wan Feng came out in a set of red and white sports and leisure clothes produced by Fengfeng Factory full of energy.

Luan Feng looked at the heroic someone with a smile, her heart beat faster than ten times.

"I don't know what's going on, every time I see you, I feel the impulsive feeling when I first met you."

"Go, it's really awkward to say such nasty words from your mouth. It's better for you to think and say whatever you want like a silly girl."

"You're a silly girl, so when will we make out?"

If you say you are stupid, you really say it!