novelslam Chapter 75 Brother Tian asked me to pass on a message to you!
Chapter 75 Brother Tian asked me to pass on a message to you!
"Please speak." When Zhang Chengfei looked at him with his arms crossed, Grandpa Qin became hesitant again.
"If you don't tell me now, I'm leaving." Zhang Chengfei made a move to leave, and Grandpa Qin finally spoke.
"Zhang Jishi, can you... can you tell your niece to stop rolling her eyes at me all the time?" Old Qin said nervously, rubbing his hands together.
Zhang Chengfei believes that Lao Qin suffered psychological trauma from seeing Er Ya roll her eyes and stick out her tongue many years ago.
He nodded in understanding: "Uncle Qin, I understand. Don't worry, I'll tell Er Ya to be more careful in the future. As for the trauma she caused you, as your elder, I apologize."
In order to establish a good image as a current researcher and a future scientific leader, Zhang Chengfei always presents himself as very polite to most people.
"It's not really about trauma or anything like that..." Old Qin wanted to explain, but he was afraid that if he really explained, Zhang Chengfei would think he was a pervert.
If this person knew what he really thought, he might even hit him.
So after struggling for a while, he finally gave up: "Anyway, as long as Zhang Erya doesn't roll her eyes at me in public, I'll thank you."
"Don't mention it."
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Electric heating cup workshop
The newly transferred workers from the steel rolling mill have arrived. They are all skilled workers, but since they have never made electric kettles before, Zhang Chengfei still needs to stay here to train and guide them.
He was so busy that he returned to the control room at 11 a.m., his mouth dry and parched. The rest of the micro-tiller R&D team were still working against the clock.
Seeing Zhang Chengfei pick up a large tea mug and drink it down in one gulp, Xiao Ke came over and first asked about the electric kettle workshop, and then asked about Lao Tian.
"Chengfei, how is Lao Tian doing now?"
Zhang Chengfei put down his teacup: "He's recovering alright, but his spirits aren't very high. He's always thinking about going back to work. Brother Tian, he's just too passionate about his job."
These past few days, he's made time to visit that guy every day, bringing him food, fetching him water, and so on.
Ostensibly, it was a visit to the sick, but in reality, it was to keep a close watch on that guy's movements. Old Ma said that the task force's work had entered its final stage and they would be closing in soon.
If they can keep Lao Tian calm, they can then carry out the arrest simultaneously and the mission will be accomplished.
Zhang Chengfei was actually quite disappointed. He had thought he would experience a thrilling and exciting operation to capture enemy agents, but it turned out to be nothing like that at all...
Of course, none of this could be told to Xiao Ke.
After all, this guy is a big mouth; telling him anything is like telling the whole world's 2.9 billion people.
He casually made up a few words to appease the other party, but Xiao Ke was amazed by Lao Tian's dedication: "Brother Tian is a good comrade. Even in his condition, he still cares about his work."
However, on the other hand, Brother Tian is good at his job. When he's not on duty, it takes two people from the maintenance team, plus Nie Lan, to cover his work...
Finally, he leaned close to Zhang Chengfei and lowered his voice: "Those two old workers in the maintenance team are alright, but Nie Lan... although her theory is good, her practical skills are still lacking."
Before he could finish speaking, Nie Lan peeked out from behind a pile of wooden crates behind Zhang Chengfei.
Ah, this...
Although this wasn't the first time Xiao Ke had been caught gossiping, he still couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed seeing Nie Lan's icy demeanor.
Zhang Chengfei, standing beside him, did the same.
Xiao Ke made an excuse to slip away, and Zhang Chengfei was just about to make a similar escape when Nie Lan approached him.
"Zhang, there's a small problem with the part I'm currently in charge of. Could you take a look?" she said, her fair face serious, enunciating each word clearly.
Alright, there's no escaping it now, let's go.
After checking, Zhang Chengfei determined that the precision of one of the screws was substandard, and he asked Nie Lan to find a fitter at the steel rolling mill to redo it.
Nie Lan was about to leave, clutching the screw, but then suddenly stopped: "Technician Zhang, I think we, as newly hired technicians..."
The primary goal should be to do a good job, not to slack off with those old foxes and gossip about Comrade He Ming. What do you think?
Although she said she would ask Zhang Chengfei, she clearly had no intention of listening to his answer. She strode away as soon as she finished speaking.
Zhang Chengfei was rebuked but had no chance to retaliate, leaving him feeling somewhat frustrated for the first time. If Nie Lan had a system, she should also be able to receive his negative emotion points…
Xiao Ke grinned and leaned closer, saying, "Tsk tsk tsk, a woman with such a bad temper, I really don't know who will marry her in the future."
Zhang Chengfei shrugged and didn't say anything.
After lunch, Zhang Chengfei did not find a place to take a nap as usual, but quietly left the factory.
He stopped when he reached the intersection of Gulou East Street and Nanluoguxiang.
A bald young man nicknamed Erlaizi, who followed Liu Guangtian, immediately came up to him, bowing and scraping as he smiled: "Brother Dafei, Brother Tian asked you to pass on a message to you."
That sounds... kind of familiar.
Zhang Chengfei straightened his back and said, "Go on."
"Brother Tian said he has found a suitable candidate and the plan can begin." After Er Laizi finished speaking, Zhang Chengfei asked him to ride on his back, and the two quickly arrived at Rouge Alley.
Upon arriving at the destination, Liu Guangtian had Erlaizi guard the bicycle while he led Zhang Chengfei deeper into the alley.
Upon arriving at a house, Liu Guangtian knocked loudly on the door. Soon, a deliberately hushed, hooked voice came from inside: "Coming!"
The door opened, and a woman wearing a pink quilted cheongsam, her face covered in so much powder that it was almost like putty, yet still unable to hide the wrinkles on her face, looked Zhang Chengfei and Liu Guangtian up and down.
"One at a time or all at once? Just so you know, this one'll need extra money..."
Liu Guangtian chuckled: "My brother's so handsome, you want extra money?"
The woman rolled her eyes: "What's the use of being handsome? Didn't you see his nose? It's obviously a waste of time... I'm here to make money, it's not worth it to work with someone so inefficient."
"More money, this time we absolutely have to raise the price."
Liu Guangtian wanted to say a few more words, but then he heard Zhang Chengfei cough twice.
He immediately dropped his nonchalant attitude and said in a low voice, "We're not here to do anything bad; we have something important to discuss."
"Oh, this is quite rare." The woman covered her mouth and giggled. "Could you possibly have any serious business in the Eight Great Hutongs?"
Liu Guangtian was too lazy to waste words with her: "I'll introduce you to a chance to make big money, just tell me if you want it or not."
Make big money? The woman immediately stopped laughing, her eyes darting around. "Why me?"
Liu Guangtian: "I'm looking for you because you're different from the other half-closed doors."
He looked at Zhang Chengfei and told him that the woman in front of him was from Shijiazhuang. She had fled to Beijing during the war and was taken in by a man.
The two got married. Later, the man fell seriously ill and needed to take medication for a long time. The woman did not run away, but instead became a stay-at-home mom to support him.
Everyone says prostitutes are heartless and actors are ungrateful, but the woman in front of me has supported her man for twenty years.
"Your husband died a year ago, and you were just about to catch your breath when last month you discovered that your son had been diagnosed with a serious illness and needed surgery."
To raise money for his surgery, you said you'd do anything for anyone who would pay you. Is that true?
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