Chapter 125

Zhang Zheng's face turned red to the root of his neck: "snow... Sister snow?"

Listen to what Fu Xue said... She must have been eavesdropping for a long time.

Zhang Zheng feels that he is now a social death.

Seeing Zhang Zheng sweating, Fu Xue couldn't help looking at him more and said, "well, it's more energetic. You're quite suitable for short hair."

Zhang Zheng scratched the back of his head in embarrassment: "yes... Yes..."

Fu Xue smiled: "OK, don't be so restrained. It's noon. Get ready for lunch."

Zhang Zheng nodded repeatedly.

Fu Xue and little Chang ye came very coincidentally. It was time for lunch just a few minutes after they took office.

Evergreen ran to Fu Xue happily. When she saw Zhang Zheng, her face suddenly collapsed: "you're really here!"

Zhang Zheng smiled: "Hello, little chang... Let's have dinner together?"

Chang Qing and Fu Xue both started to rush here without breakfast. They were a little hungry at this time, so they didn't refuse.

I have to say, the food here is really bad

This kind of bad taste is not bad in the general sense, but another kind of innovative bad taste.

Fried tomato with watermelon skin, fried rice cake with watermelon skin, fried steamed bread with fried dough sticks, fried watermelon skin with chicken breast.

Zhang Zheng glanced over and saw the pain in his brain: "this... Why is it all fried vegetables with watermelon peel?"

Fu Xue played two dishes very calmly, then pointed to the slogan in the distance and said: "the Supervision Bureau requires that there must be fruit after dinner. It is estimated that the fruit after dinner is watermelon. Cooking in this way saves costs."

As a result, Fu Xue was really right. There were all large watermelons cut in the fruit area.

Zhang Zheng picked two kinds of the most normal radishes and ribs. Fu Xue was the same, only evergreen. He beat back the melon skin fried tomato and melon skin fried New Year cake.

A lunch was OK. The only comfort was that watermelon was really sweet.

"Sister Xue." Zhang Zheng asked Fu Xue carefully, "Why are you here?"

"Internship." Chang Qing answered coldly, "the old man asked us to come. Don't think about it. If he hadn't forced me, I wouldn't have set foot in this place in my life."

"Don't pull me." Fu Xue bit a small mouthful of watermelon. "It's uncle Chang's punishment. I just came to play."

"Training!" Chang Qing stressed, "it's training! Not punishment!"

Zhang Zheng already knows the details. Anyway, old Chang must be very dissatisfied with Changqing's performance of being wronged and jailed, so he was asked to come to the factory to practice. It's also a kind of punishment.

"What about you?" Fu Xue looked at Zhang Zheng.

Zhang Zheng thought and said, "study."

He really learned about the production and assembly line operation of many factories here. Of course, he also found many loopholes in management, which can be said to benefit a lot.

Chang Qing looked at Zhang Zheng's sweat and said, "you... Moved the bricks? Why are you so embarrassed?"

Zhang Zheng smiled: "no, but it's almost the same. My job now is to move out the boxes full of drinks and transport them to the warehouse."

"It's no different from moving bricks." Chang Qing muttered.

The three chatted for a while. After two thirty, they began to work again.

In the canteen with a large air conditioner on, Zhang Zheng has actually done almost everything.

Zhang Zheng couldn't help sighing when he remembered that he had to work hard all afternoon.

But as soon as he got there, he was suddenly told by the uncle, "the minister just came and asked you to work on the assembly line."

Zhang Zheng was stunned. The sun came out in the west?

He said strangely, "where?"

Uncle pointed to the distant place. Zhang Zheng saw the little Chang Ye sitting there bored playing with his mobile phone. This... Is really a surprise.

Zhang Zheng couldn't cry or laugh.

He strode over.

Chang Qing said without raising his head, "where is your work point?"

Evergreen pointed to the end of the assembly line and said, "that's the last packaging and transportation of drinks. Just don't get blocked."

Zhang Zheng was surprised: "is it so simple?"

Chang Qing sat in his chair playing with his mobile phone and said faintly, "well, I have remembered the brand of this drink. I won't drink it in the future."

"Why?"

Zhang Zheng wondered.

Little Chang turned his eyes: "in what era, the automatic assembly line system has not been used, and do you see that the workers here have plans to wear special protective clothing? They don't even have the most basic disinfection. No wonder it's still a third rate small factory after three years of operation, and there's a reason why the sales can't go up."

Zhang Zheng was surprised: "why do you know so detailed?"

"Isn't that common sense?"

"I mean what you know about the factory."

Evergreen hehe: "because I'm a genius."

In fact, when master Chang learned that Zhang Zheng was going to work in the beverage factory, his son came out again. In order to teach his son a lesson, he directly stuffed him together.

That's why evergreen learned about the factory in advance.

The two men were silent for a while. Chang Qing suddenly said, "thank you."

Zhang Zheng was surprised and almost didn't sit down.

Is his ear all right? It's just evergreen... Thank him?

Chang Qing looked down at his mobile phone and said, "the old man said you ran for several days to help me. Tut, anyway, I've finished thanking you. It's all right. Do your work."

Zhang Zheng couldn't laugh or cry. He had guessed it. It was estimated that old Chang forced little Chang to thank him.

"Don't mind your own business in the future." Chang Qingleng hum, "I really think you can help me with a mole ant? It's funny."

Zhang Zheng smiled and nodded: "yes, little Chang is very powerful. He doesn't need my help."

The two were chatting like this.

Gradually, it also attracted a lot of attention. After all, they are two handsome guys.

Evergreen looks needless to say. Although he has a single eyelid, the radian at the end of his eyes makes his eyes look more divine than his eyelids. Evergreen's skin is so white that even his lips are light colors. He sits there quietly without talking. He is a typical sick, weak and beautiful boy. His precursor is that he doesn't speak.

Zhang Zhengdao is not particularly outstanding. His eyes are neither big nor small. His nose is high, but it does not appear how deep his facial features are. His lips are thin. When he smiles, there will be two dimples on his cheeks, giving people a feeling of sincerity when he looks at it.

When the break time came, several little girls came forward with red faces and cell phones to ask for contact information.

Zhang Zheng naturally refused politely. Chang Qing ignored people directly and just lowered his head to play games. However, the way his bony fingers flew on the screen was also full of beauty, which made people wonder why his hands didn't play the piano.

On the second floor, Li Quan stood by the railing and looked at the two people surrounded by little girls downstairs, gnashing their teeth: "very proud... OK, then proud."