When a villain is bound to the system of doing good and accumulating virtue

Dong Yichen drove the car out of the transportation office, found an open place, turned the car back, reversed and parked the car in one go, as smooth as flowing water.

Everyone's jaws dropped in shock, this... is more slippery than these old drivers.

"Haha! Let me just say, what a hero. Not only is he good at driving, but he can also repair cars. There is no one more suitable for our transportation department than you!" Director Feng grinned happily from ear to ear.

value!It's worth it!

This is a talent, and it must be kept in their transportation.

It was Old Cui who was reliable and introduced him to such a suitable candidate.

"Yichen, you see, you come to work tomorrow, get used to it early, so you can start working early."

"I'm fine!" Although Dong Yichen was a bit reluctant to part with his wife, but for the sake of his small family, he had to work hard.

Director Feng nodded in satisfaction. This kid has a calm demeanor, and he didn't panic at all when he was said that.

"Old Yuan, you are the most experienced master here, so you can take Yichen with you, but you have to bring him out for me!" Director Feng was very satisfied with Dong Yichen.

Hand over Dong Yichen to Master Yuan, who has the oldest qualifications. This Master Yuan is the middle-aged man who has been silent all this time.

Dong Yichen also has a good impression of him.

Among the few people here, he has never shown any hostility towards him, nor laughed at him.

He knew that his arrival must have touched some people's cakes, and there would definitely be twists and turns, but it didn't matter, he didn't believe it, no one could beat him.

We are not afraid of civil and military combat.

"Director Feng, don't worry, don't you know about me!" Master Yuan is also very optimistic about Dong Yichen.

This kid has two skills, and there is no harm in getting along with him.

Judging by the demeanor of the whole body, it is not comparable to ordinary people.

"Master Yuan, I'll leave it to you in the future!" Dong Yichen's smile became brighter when he heard that Master Yuan would take him.

It's nice not to have to bother trying to outwit them.

Dong Yichen was thinking about his wife, so he said goodbye to Uncle Cui when he came out of the transportation office.

Steel Plant.

"It's almost noon, and I don't know what delicious food the cafeteria made today?" Seeing that it was time for dinner, everyone's thoughts were already gone.

"What else can I eat? Isn't it all cabbage and potatoes these days, I really miss the braised pork made in the cafeteria some time ago!"

Liang Wu, Zhong Baomin, and Guo Cheng also gathered at the uncle's place, "Let me tell you, my little girl brought prey to our factory today, there must be meat in the lunch today, we have to rush to the front, Let Baoying take care of us all."

Zhong Baomin watched all directions and listened to all directions, fearing that others would overhear their conversation.

"Really! Then I have to run faster!" Guo Cheng was also greedy.

Guo Cheng lived with his elder brother and sister-in-law. His parents died young, and it was his elder brother and sister-in-law who gave him a bite to eat.

My sister-in-law is used to it carefully, and she can eat a catty of meat for two months. Where can Guo Cheng eat meat at home?

But he also understands that the two sons of the brother-in-law's family, and his little uncle, a family of five, how can they live without being careful.

It is estimated that the belt will be tightened by the end of the month.

If he hadn't worked hard and got admitted to the steel factory, he wouldn't be able to eat enough.

Especially now that he is with the master, as well as the master's nephew and nephew and son-in-law, and after getting acquainted with them, every meal is full.

"I'm running fast. Uncle, give me the lunch box, and I'll cook for you. Uncle will occupy a table, so we can find you after lunch." The three of them are young and run fast.

The uncle nodded in satisfaction, "Okay!"

This little day is so beautiful!

The cafeteria has a niece to take care of him, and usually there are apprentices, nephews, and nephews and sons-in-law who run errands to honor him, although he is not said to be blessed.

As soon as the time arrived here, before the bell in the workshop rang, Zhong Baomin ran away with two lunch boxes.

Liang Wu and Guo Cheng followed closely behind.

"what's going on?"

My uncle can't outrun them, but his speed is not slow, so don't miss out on a good position.

"nbsp;" Hey, Lao Fang, why are the three of them running so fast? Is there something good going on? "The worker on the side grabbed the uncle.

"I don't know, maybe the child has been working all morning, so he's starving!" He said and hurried away.

"Hurry up, there must be something good, his niece works in the cafeteria."

"That's right, this old Fang is not authentic, and he doesn't notify us of good things!" Several people also ran after him.

The big guy was surprised to see these people running so fast.

What are you running for today? Isn't it Chinese cabbage? What's there to grab?

No, they had to follow to see, and then a large group of people followed.

The scene instantly turned into a pot of porridge.

The second elder brother Zhong, who took the lead, has already run to the cafeteria, and went straight to the window where Zhong Baoying eats, "How about the second sister? Brother, run fast enough!"

"Crack!" He took out two lunch boxes.

"Huh! Eating is quite active!" Zhong Baoying knew that the kitchen made braised pork today, and the second brother must be at the front of the queue.

"Kuuuuuuuuuuuu!" Two big spoons of braised pork, without shaking hands, hit the lunch box handed over by the second brother.

Seeing that the elder brother-in-law and Guo Cheng were lined up behind him, he was relieved.

If she was at the back, there was nothing left, and she had no choice but to help.

Another "kuang kuang!" Two big spoonfuls of braised pork.

Liang Wu and Guo Cheng quickly covered the lunch box and looked for the uncle's table.