Siheyuan: I am Yi Zhonghai's biological son

Captain Zheng ran up to Secretary Chen, his face full of excitement. A man in his thirties, he was as happy as a child.

"Secretary, I will drive this car from now on. I promise to take good care of it!" Captain Zheng said excitedly.

Secretary Chen glared at him and said, "It doesn't look that good, but you think it's a good idea. As for this one, forget it. It's not your turn."

"Ah? Why? This is our transport team's car. Engineer Yi borrowed it. It's okay for him to borrow it, right?" Captain Zheng immediately became unhappy.

"That's easy. Return it to whoever borrowed it. Don't ask me. It's useless."

Secretary Chen replied, thinking: Give it back to you? I don't even know if I can keep it. Of course, if you have the ability to ask Yigong to modify another one for you, I won't stop you. Anyway, you still have scrapped ones in your warehouse.

"Don't talk about useless things yet, tell me about the performance of this car." Secretary Chen wanted to know the actual effect.

"Secretary Chen, this car is so great.

The first is to start the engine without cranking, which saves a lot of trouble. Now some of our vehicles cannot start if the power is not enough.

Second, the steering wheel is very easy to turn. Someone like me can turn it with just one hand.

Third, this car runs fast and can go a long way with just one step on the accelerator. It has extremely strong power. I have a feeling that this car can carry 5 tons without any problem.

Fourthly, this car is not bumpy at all to drive. Even the bumpy roads can be easily passed. The small potholes and slopes are not noticeable at all. It is much more comfortable than before.

Fifth, the carriage can stand up by itself. There is a handle next to the seat. You just need to pull it. It is very convenient.

Secretary Chen, can't you really give it to us?"

Yi Ping'an looked at Captain Zheng. It was really hard for him to say so much in one breath. From the driver's perspective, he almost said it all. Well, he was really a talent.

"I've already told you that it's useless to ask me. What I say doesn't count. Who did you lend it to? Who are you asking for it back?" Secretary Chen said while glancing at Yi Ping'an. Captain Zheng understood immediately.

The wolf eyes immediately looked at Yi Ping'an.

Yi Ping'an: Eating the melon has ruined yourself.

"Captain Zheng, it's not that I don't want to pay you back, but can you let me rest for two days? I haven't rested for almost three months, and this is the best thing I can do in seclusion, don't you think?"

It’s not that Yi Ping’an didn’t want to modify it for him. Firstly, he really wanted to take a two-day break. Secondly, there were no spare parts. He couldn’t ask his father for help every time. What was the job of a leader?

"Well... okay, Engineer Yi, let's make it clear first. If you borrow a car, you have to return one to me. I have the IOU." Captain Zheng said solemnly to Yi Ping'an.

Yi Ping'an rolled his eyes: I don't believe you.

Yi Ping'an finally realized that these people who came from the battlefield had studied military tactics every day. Why were they all so difficult to deal with? Let's just say, I'm just an ordinary citizen, so you're protecting me, right?

At this time, Section Chief Qin finally came back. The first thing he said after getting out of the car was: "Secretary Chen, our security department wants this car. What do you think?"

"Oh my, it doesn't look that good, but the idea is pretty nice. That's our transport team's car. Yi Gong borrowed it, so he has to return it! Do you understand? I have the IOU." Captain Zheng said sarcastically.

Section Chief Qin looked at Yi Ping'an.

Yi Ping'an looked up at the sky in silence. Anyway, he didn't borrow the security department's car.

Qin Baoguo had no choice. He couldn't force it, and he didn't have the courage. He decided to go find his leader.

"Secretary Chen, this..."

Secretary Chen interrupted him before he could finish his words, "Qin Baoguo, forget about this car. Our steel mill can't keep it."

He turned around and said to Yi Ping'an, "Engineer Yi, you should put this car in the warehouse where you worked before. You and Xiao Shao should keep the key. Come to my office. Qin Baoguo, this car must be protected."

"Yes! I guarantee to complete the task!" Qin Baoguo immediately stood at attention and saluted.

This is what soldiers are like. Some things are engraved in your bones even if you leave.

Secretary's Office

"Engineer Yi, what are your plans for this car?" Secretary Chen went straight to the point.

"Secretary Chen, I will organize the information and give it to you tomorrow. The rest of the matter will be handled by the organization." Yi Ping'an said.

“But I have a request. I have done special processing on the car body and added a layer of steel plate inside, so I don’t want to touch anything on the outside.

Secretary Chen, cars also have lives. This car was withdrawn from the battlefield on the peninsula. In my eyes, it is a soldier.

I have never been to a battlefield, but I can feel its former glory. Those bullet holes are medals of honor for the soldiers. Even though it is covered with scars, it should still gallop on the land of the motherland and should not be forgotten! "

Secretary Chen took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. He was also transferred to the local area after being injured on the battlefield.

Looking at the little guy in front of him, with clear eyes and a serious face, he suddenly smiled. Isn't this what their generation is pursuing? It's worth it!

"Okay, I promise you, I guarantee that no matter how long it takes, it will remain the same as it is now."

"Thank you, Secretary Chen." Yi Ping'an smiled.

He clearly remembered that winter in his previous life, when the high-speed rail could not run due to ice, many of the locomotives that came to support had bullet holes on their bodies.

There is also a sentence on the Internet: "Little bastard, when grandpa was running, it was raining cannonballs. This little snow is nothing. Come! Hold grandpa's hand, grandpa will take you home."

That video warmed everyone's heart that winter. Some people cried while laughing, while others laughed while crying.

Yi Ping'an returned to the office and sat quietly in his seat, not saying a word, in a daze.

Shao Dongyang parked the vehicle and came back to see Yi Ping'an like this. He didn't know what happened to Yi Gong, but seeing Yi Ping'an so calm made him a little scared.

He was afraid that he would get sick. He knew clearly how heavy Yi Ping'an's workload was in the past few months, so he thought he would have some health problems if he had some free time.

Shao Dongyang tiptoed out of the office and ran to a workshop, found Yi Zhonghai, and told him his guess. Yi Zhonghai became anxious on the spot. How could he be sick? No, he had to go and see him quickly.

The two came to Yi Ping'an's office, and Yi Ping'an was still the same as before, not moving at all.

"Safe? What's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"

Yi Ping'an heard the voice and looked up to see that it was his father.

"Dad? Why are you here? Is there something wrong?"

"It's okay. It's almost time to get off work. I came to pick you up. Why are you still sitting there? Are you not feeling well?" Yi Zhonghai said carefully.

"Oh, nothing. I'm just too tired these days and want to be in a daze for a while."

Yi Zhonghai was relieved to see that his son was fine. The child had grown up and had his own ideas, but his son didn't say anything and he couldn't ask.

After work, the father and son rode their bikes home.

Nanluoguxiang Siheyuan

Yi Ping'an had his meal and then went to sleep. He felt a little tired and even confused, as if there was a layer of gauze in front of him, and he could see but not clearly.

"His father? What happened to his son?" Yang Cuiyun asked Yi Zhonghai.

"It's okay, he's just tired. You know he's been very busy lately." Yi Zhonghai comforted his wife.

"Then let him have a good rest for two days. My son is still growing. How can he be so tired every day?" Yang Cuiyun was still a little worried.

"Okay, I understand. I'll tell him tomorrow to go to bed early."

Yi Zhonghai didn’t know what was wrong with his son, but he knew that he was worried. Although he didn’t know what the workpieces he made for his son this time were used for, they were all fine parts. The finer the workpiece, the more important it was.

Although he had not received much education, he knew that the more promising a child was, the less likely he would be with his parents. His son was a capable person, and he did not know how long it would take for that day to come.

He had signed the confidentiality agreement and understood the rules, so he felt a little uncomfortable. But he would not stop his son, because his son was destined to fly into the sky.