fictionpage Before Chapter 27, in the Technical Department, was there an incident?
Before Chapter 27, in the Technical Department, was there an incident?
Alright, let's teach him a lesson!
Zhang Chengfei immediately began to recount some of the ugly phenomena of the old society, many of which were risqué and interspersed with jokes.
Sha Zhu, Liu Guangqi, and Yan Jiecheng, the three greenhorns, exclaimed that they had truly broadened their horizons this time. As they listened, they adjusted their posture, slightly hunching their backs.
Xu Damao fell silent. "No, it's one thing that you, Zhang Chengfei, are better at studying than me, better looking than me, and have a better job than me. But what makes you think you have more knowledge in this area than me?"
Damn it! You're better than me, I'm jealous too!! Disdain level +48!
After the drinking party ended, the five of them went to the alley entrance to use the restroom, arm in arm. When they came out, Zhang Chengfei secretly rejoiced as he looked at the +10, +10, 10, +5, and +15 numbers appearing above the heads of the other three.
Even a fly's leg is still meat; don't refuse to accept it just because you think it's worth little.
The five men returned to the courtyard house, arms around each other's shoulders. Standing in the front yard, Liu Guangqi, Shazhu, and Xu Damao said their goodbyes and left. Yan Jiecheng looked at Zhang Chengfei, hesitating to say something, but too embarrassed to speak.
Zhang Chengfei: "Jie Cheng, just say what you want to say. Don't beat around the bush like a woman."
Just because he likes women to be hesitant and stammering doesn't mean he can tolerate men treating him like that.
Yan Jiecheng hesitated before speaking, "Brother Dafei, how come you're so strong?"
Zhang Chengfei thought he was being asked about his height and was about to answer when he suddenly saw the expression on the man's face in the lamplight. A thought struck him: "The main thing is to eat well and be well-nourished. If you eat well and get enough nutrition, your whole body will develop. Also, you need to exercise."
Yan Jiecheng was somewhat bewildered: "How do you train like this?"
"Do you know what a rubber band is? If you stretch it too much, it gets longer," Zhang Chengfei hinted.
Yan Jiecheng's eyes lit up: "Brother, I understand!"
After saying that, he turned and ran away.
Zhang Chengfei watched his retreating figure, thinking to himself that he had only said it casually, and wondered if the guy would take it seriously. What would happen to his future wife, Yu Li, if he really turned himself into a male prostitute?
Tsk tsk tsk, Yu Li, don't worry about me. If things turn out badly, Brother Dafei is willing to make up for your losses...
Silent all night.
That night, because he had been drinking and it was late, Zhang Chengfei did not ask Banggeng to help heat the kang (a heated brick bed).
As the saying goes, a young man sleeping on a cold kang (heated brick bed) relies entirely on his strong will. He had no stove for warmth and slept on a cold kang all night, indicating that this arrangement was uncomfortable for him.
"I'll buy a stove after get off work tonight. No matter what, we have to solve the heating problem." Zhang Chengfei muttered as he took the thermos and walked out.
Although Sha Zhu gave him a tin kettle yesterday, he didn't have a stove at home to boil water, so he decided to go to Er Ya's house to borrow a kettle of hot water.
After washing his face with borrowed hot water diluted with cold water, Zhang Chengfei sat quietly at the table and began to check his dislike level.
Thanks to the tireless efforts of Er Ya and the others yesterday, he obtained a total of 3,000 Dislike Points, which can be converted into 3 Skill Points and three lottery draws.
"System, draw a prize."
"Ding! Congratulations, host, you have received three boxes of milk and bread."
"Ding! Congratulations, host, you have obtained ten pounds of bananas."
"Ding! Congratulations, host, you have obtained a Double Happiness electric blanket for two people, measuring 1.8*1.5 meters."
Hey, I was just complaining about the cold kang (heated brick bed), and here comes the electric blanket. This size is big enough for me, or even an extra woman!
Zhang Chengfei started thinking about where to borrow a woman...
Zhang Chengfei took out the electric blanket from the space and laid it under the mattress, carefully hiding the exposed wires under the mattress so that no one would find them.
While thinking about buying a power strip in the afternoon, I marveled at how great it was in the capital. In 1958, only the capital had basic access to electricity for civilian use.
Other regions? Zhang Chengfei recalled that during the reform and opening up period, a considerable number of rural areas still lacked electricity.
After tidying up, Zhang Chengfei checked it again, afraid that someone would discover the electric blanket. It wasn't that he didn't want to take it out, but he simply couldn't explain where it came from.
As for handing over the electric blanket, or proposing the idea and claiming it as their own invention like the micro-tiller, that's unnecessary.
Even setting aside the fact that the Daqing Oilfield hadn't been discovered yet, and my country was still a genuinely oil-poor country, it would have taken a very long time to convert oil into plastics, even if it had been discovered.
The main component of an electric blanket is a non-flammable insulation layer, which, simply put, is the heating plastic. Without this, the manufacture of an electric blanket would be impossible.
After having milk and milk bread for breakfast, Zhang Chengfei went straight to the machinery factory.
Upon arriving at the destination, I discovered that the table by the window was gone, replaced by a much larger table.
Am I being bullied at work? He scratched his head: "Brother Liu, where's my desk?"
Da Liu had arrived long ago and was busy mopping the floor. Hearing this, he looked up and explained, "This morning, the section chief moved your and Xiao Ke's desks to his office, and then moved his own desk out."
Zhang Chengfei was even more puzzled: "Why?"
"The section chief said that office will be used by your micro-tiller R&D team from now on. Although he is a member of the team, he doesn't participate in the specific research, so he will stay outside."
Zhang Chengfei looked around and found that Lao Tian's table was still there.
Da Liu followed his gaze and explained, "Marco said that Lao Tian will only join the project in the later stages, and it's more convenient for him to handle the existing work outside in the early stages."
"I see." Zhang Chengfei felt something was off, but he didn't say anything.
He walked to the section chief's office next door, pushed open the door, and saw that Xiao Ke was already inside drawing the design diagrams for the components he was in charge of.
Seeing him approach, Xiao Ke looked up and chuckled, "You've taken the wrong way, haven't you? I took the wrong way too. You know, our section chief is really something else. He transferred to civilian life, but he brought all those military ways with him. He's always doing whatever he wants."
Zhang Chengfei remained noncommittal, then noticed a new key on his desk: "Brother Ke, what's the story behind this key?"
"Oh, here's the key to this office." Xiao Ke leaned closer. "The section chief said our research project has to be kept secret, and no one except us can enter this room."
He told Zhang Chengfei that the section chief required each of them to have a key and to lock the door whenever no one was inside.
"So meticulous? Has our factory's technical department ever had any problems before?" Zhang Chengfei raised an eyebrow.
Xiao Ke looked at him approvingly: "Not bad, young comrade, you have a keen eye."
"There really is one?" Zhang Chengfei was utterly astonished.
Xiao Ke simply plopped down on Zhang Chengfei's desk and whispered to him, "Last year, before our Section Chief Ma was parachuted in, our department's Liu came up with an invention."
It's not really an invention; it's just an improved version of a rice ditching machine based on a foreign design. Although it's small, after repeated discussions and improvements by our entire department, the results are quite good.
He smacked his lips at this point: "After the stuff was done and tested, Director Feng went to the higher-ups to show off, hoping to get a reward. And guess what happened?"
"What's wrong?" Zhang Chengfei's anticipation was piqued.