Siheyuan: Bringing Warehouses to 1959

Not only short videos are poisonous, but smartphones are also poisonous.

Zeng Wangcai hasn't played with his mobile phone for almost a year. He thought he had quit, but when he started using it, he realized that he hadn't.

Not to mention Zhang Xiuzhi. After all, she was less than 20 years old. She was only 16 at most, which was a high school student according to later generations. She was at the age when she had to compete with teachers for cell phones. How could she possibly resist when she had just come into contact with them?

When Zeng Youqian and his wife came to listen to the performance, Zhang Xiuzhi happened to be practicing singing. She was singing, humming along, which was quite normal.

So Zeng Youqian and his wife both misunderstood.

"Why are you calling me?" Chen Yumei was mad, "Is it possible that you are useless... Oh, this is a courtyard house, it would be embarrassing if someone heard it..."

Zeng Youqian's face turned dark again, almost unrecognizable in the darkness.

People who live in courtyard houses and tube-shaped buildings know that what happens between a couple is no different from having an affair. It has nothing to do with their mood or emotions; it depends on the environment and time.

If the time is right, you can do it secretly during the day. If the time is not right, you can do it at night. If you have children, you can find a way to coax them to sleep and do it secretly.

No matter what the situation is, who the hell dares to scream?

"You bastard, I'm going to beat him to death!" Zeng Youqian gritted his teeth and lowered his head to touch the brick.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute!" Chen Yumei, who was listening sideways, suddenly heard something wrong. Zhang Xiuzhi started singing. "It's not what we thought. Wait a minute, Xiuzhi is singing."

"Sing?" Zeng Youqian, who was still angry, looked confused. How could he sing about this?

"What a misunderstanding!" Chen Yumei covered her mouth and smiled, "They were both singing. I don't know if they drank too much or what, but they were singing happily. It's okay!"

Zeng Youqian's expression eased a little: "That's fine, but we can't let them stay like this. So, you go and knock on the window, and I'll go back, so that the child won't be embarrassed."

After saying this, Zeng Youqian left and went back to report to his mother that his grandson was innocent and a good boy.

......

Logistics Machinery Department.

Minister Lin personally received Zhou Yuanbai because Zhou Yuanbai brought what they had been longing for - Zeng Wangcai's secret weapon.

"Was this written by Zeng Wangcai?" Minister Lin asked as he flipped through a pile of materials.

"Yes, he asked me to sign, but I didn't do it!" Zhou Yuanbai said honestly, "I'm not good at this and can't just sign casually. In fact, I felt guilty for signing the gun drawings last time. I just made some suggestions.

"The two bombs this time are mainly made of chemical materials. I have asked relevant experts and they all said there should be no problem. Now I have found someone to do experiments to see if the effect is the same as what the materials say."

Zeng Wangcai had a cell phone with signal, which gave him an added advantage. He spent some time preparing the tear gas and flash grenades. He wrote a document and sent it to Zhou Yuanbai. Zhou Yuanbai's signature was still first on the document, and he was at the back. Then he left.

After receiving the materials, Zhou Yuanbai went to find Zeng Wangcai in person, but couldn't find him. After thinking for a long time, Zhou Yuanbai crossed out his own name as he didn't want to take advantage of his student.

In fact, Zeng Wangcai asked Zhou Yuanbai to sign his work for two reasons. One was to allow Zhou Yuanbai to take some credit and protect his academic achievements at the same time. The second was to ask Zhou Yuanbai to help take a look and use his connections to verify the work.

Although Zeng Wangcai figured out the principles of the two bombs, he was unable to grasp many of the details. This is different from measuring and drawing blueprints after disassembling the Type 81 missile.

Zhou Yuanbai was willing to find someone to help control the details, but he did not want to sign his name.

After he asked someone to confirm it, he handed in the materials, which led to his visit to the Ordnance Department today.

"Good, good, great!" Minister Lin said three "good"s happily before putting the materials away. "You have taught a good student. Zeng Wangcai is really a talent. He has added two more powerful weapons to our national defense. It would be great if he is willing to join the research institute."

This is an old story again. Ever since the Type 81 rifle was successfully developed and arranged for mass production, he reported this to his superiors several times, wanting to bring Zeng Wangcai over, but was rejected every time.

Minister Lin meant that he hoped Zhou Yuanbai would do some work.

"You are flattering me!" Zhou Yuanbai said with a wry smile, "I didn't teach my student his skills. I have told the organization many times that I only taught him calligraphy. Besides, I am not good at chemistry."

Well, Minister Lin has hit a wall again.

However, Minister Lin was not discouraged. Being in this position, he knew a lot of inside information. He knew that Zeng Wangcai was very popular now and was wanted by several departments.

But he just doesn't want to go anywhere and is determined to go to the battlefield.

Minister Lin thinks that there is no point in sending such talents to the battlefield. There is no time to protect them. It would be heartbreaking if they got hurt. Fortunately, there is no war now, and they are in the central core area of ​​the garrison, so they are safe.

"Professor Zhou!" Minister Lin patted Zhou Yuanbai on the shoulder affectionately. "You should do more of his work in the future. We will arrange experiments here immediately and send them to the machinery factory to produce samples. If there are any problems, you will have to come."

One day later, in the technical department of the machinery factory.

Because of the production of new guns, the machinery plant was upgraded. Although it currently has fewer workers than the steel mill, its level has surpassed that of the steel mill and it is now a full-department-level unit.

Among them, Director Liu of the Technical Department is in charge of the technical work of the machinery factory.

Liu Deliang sat calmly behind his desk, opposite him were Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong, whose buttocks were just touching the stool.

"Oh!" Liu Deliang took a sip of tea and said slowly, "Don't think that the environment here is not very good, but it will change soon. Now that you have signed the confidentiality agreement, it is not a big deal to tell you some things.

"In addition to producing new firearms, our factory has also been given a secret mission by our superiors to produce two new weapons, so we are highly valued. You should work hard in the future..."

Yi Zhonghai was relatively okay, but Liu Haizhong had lost two taels of weight.

Liu Haizhong quickly stated: "Don't worry, Director, we guarantee to complete the task. We will be your loyal subordinates in the future. Moreover, our technology is here. If you have any task, please feel free to leave it to us."

What he said was a bit exaggerated, but it would be no problem if Yi Zhonghai was brought along.

Liu Deliang was very satisfied with Liu Haizhong's statement, and then said: "Comrade Liu Haizhong, you should go to a workshop as I said before, lead a working group, and produce new firearms;

"Comrade Yi Zhonghai, as an eighth-level fitter, I have an important task for you to produce the shells of secret weapons. Do your best and complete the task. I will promote you to director..."

I am finally going to be an official, I am finally going to be an official...

Liu Haizhong almost cried for joy. He felt that the gift he gave was not wasted. It was originally agreed that the team leader would be at the section officer level, and it had been confirmed. Now, he would have the opportunity to become a section chief soon.

“Haha…” Yi Zhonghai sneered in his heart, “Zeng Wangcai, Zeng Wangcai, as long as I do this well, I will be the section chief. You are a company commander, and if you are demobilized, you can at most be a section chief, on the same level!”

For a moment, Yi Zhonghai was filled with pride and felt that he would have the capital to deal with Zeng Wangcai in the future.

But including Liu Deliang, they all didn't know that the so-called secret weapon was actually created by Zeng Wangcai.

Moreover, Zeng Wangcai went out to participate in the confrontation this time. Who can guarantee that he will not make meritorious deeds again?