How else to say that these years are simple and cute, chasing girls does not look at luxury cars and appearance, but depends on whether you are knowledgeable.

Either you can write a good poem and impress you with romance, or you can compose music and enter your heart with a singing voice.

Of course, English is also a good knowledge, after all, in the context of the country's increasing openness and gradual westward look, knowing English means being in line with international standards, proficient in English is an elite with a world vision, and you can get a vote of girls wherever you go.

The new female translator already belongs to the ranks of international standards, and Ning Xiaodong, who has only attended correspondence courses for a year, has to squeeze into the elite in order to have a chance to win the girl, so learning is called a positive.

Zhuang Jianye couldn't refute his uncle's face, on the one hand, he was warned by Ning Xiaodong not to use English to do things that were sorry for his sister, and on the other hand, he licked his face and asked questions, his face was so thick-skinned and extremely contradictory, it was unparalleled.

Especially when Peng Chuan came over occasionally, the two "Chen Shimei" who were keen on abandoning the chaos collided together, that kind of warm spark, it burned overnight, and he would warn him when he came, they were all joking, and they should treat Ning Xiaohui well.

What is called taking off his pants and farting, Zhuang Jianye has seen it.

Although the remarks of the two "scumbags" are despicable, the liveliness of the dormitory is real, at least it is more humane than when Shi Jun was there.

Talking about beautiful women, bragging, frolicking and roaring, and occasionally wrapping two side dishes from the cafeteria and drinking two sips around the table, this is the boys' dormitory.

Open your eyes and talk about aero engines, close your eyes and talk about aviation introduction, what has become of it, so Shi Jun is not there, it is not bad for Zhuang Jianye to change two bastards, the only thing that is depressing is that he can't ask Ning Xiaohui to come out, thinking about the indescribable things he did in those days, Zhuang Jianye felt that the two bastards were not as good as Shi Jun who talked about aviation introduction.

Alas, what a contradiction!

Forehead...... Zhuang Jianye opened his eyes in a daze, only to find that his saliva was flowing onto the table, and he was confused.

"Mother begged!" scolded, Zhuang Jianye straightened up from the table, last night's "sleeping meeting" was too warm, and they chatted all night, so that they were confused when they just picked up the files that were ready to be sorted out today, but why can they still think about such practical things when they sleep?

Zhuang Jianye wiped the saliva on his face with a handkerchief, and thought incomprehensibly, accidentally glanced over the table, didn't pay attention at first, and then scolded heavily after being stunned for a moment: "Damn!"

Hurriedly looked down carefully, and his face suddenly wrinkled into a bun like constipation, and the original technical information that was ready to be archived was made a sea of saliva left by him in his sleep.

This should be placed in the previous life, although it is ugly to get water on the data, but the printed handwriting can still be recognized, but today's Yonghong factory is mimeographed and printed, using ink, and the water sticks to it and becomes a mess, which is difficult to see clearly.

But this is not the most important thing, the most important thing is that this document is one of the most important heating parts of an aero engine, the precision casting mold process data of the turbine director, and there is no backup.

Fortunately, this information also belongs to the category of improved technology, and it was put into the cold palace before it was applied, and it was not an important document, otherwise Zhuang Jianye would have a lot to do with it this time. Seeing that the inspection of the ministry is approaching, and the aero engine is a key inspection item of the ministry and commission, if there is a problem with this information, it will be criticized by the superiors.

"Alas~~ I just did shot peening, and now I have to make a precision casting mold for the turbine director, okay~~ Count me unlucky!" Zhuang Jianye sighed, then threw the blurred technical information on the table into a ball, threw it into the trash can next to him, rubbed his stiff cheeks, and then picked up the pen and prepared to make another one with hard work.

Knock~~Knock~~"Comrade, is it convenient for me to come in?" Zhuang Jianye had just sorted out his thoughts and wrote out the key link of the precision casting mold in his memory, when he heard a crisp knock on the door, and turned his head to see that it was a middle-aged man with gray hair and a half-worn gray tunic, standing at the door and looking curiously inside.

Zhuang Jianye didn't know this person, but looking at his elegant appearance, he thought that it should be the factory technician who came to check the information, so he coped: "Yes, as long as you register on the registration form next to it, if you are looking for information, there is a catalog that has just been sorted out in the No. 1 cabinet, you can find it yourself, let me see it when the time comes, and then register and confirm." ”

After speaking, he turned his head and ignored the middle-aged man at the door, and continued to write with his head down.

The middle-aged man didn't expect the young man inside to drop a sentence, so he didn't care where he was hanging, and felt that the young man in the archives of the trial production office was a little too irresponsible, and his face was not very good-looking, but he didn't have a seizure.

I walked in by myself, filled in my name and the time I came in on the table at the door, and walked to the No. 1 cabinet and opened the catalog inside, and found that the description in it was very detailed, and I couldn't help but nod with satisfaction.

After turning two more pages, his slender eyes suddenly froze, and he immediately found the corresponding filing cabinet according to the records on the catalog, opened and looked at a few file bags, his face was full of complex and stunned looks, and he turned his head to look at Zhuang Jianye, who was still lying on the table writing and drawing.

"I remember that in the new regulations of the technical files of the ministries and commissions, it is not said that the transferred models should also be filed, not to mention that the large aircraft files here are scrapped data and drawings during the trial production in the factory, why are you still so detailed?"

"Archives, is the means of recording history, since our factory has done a large aircraft, we can't deny it, and in case the big plane becomes a popular model, we can still come up with something to rub the benefits.

Although he was unhappy in his heart, Zhuang Jianye said very politely, it was better than offending people and suffering from unjustified disasters, just a few more words, and a lot of meat.

The middle-aged man didn't know the little Jiujiu in Zhuang Jianye's heart, and when he heard this, he was witty and reasonable, and suddenly smiled without losing his eyebrows: "It seems that you are very optimistic about the big plane, oh, by the way, are you all the files here sorted out by yourself?"

"There's also a director, but he's seconded to the logistics department in Building 9. "Oh, that's you.

The middle-aged man nodded, put back the big plane file in his hand, and then looked at Zhuang Jianye, who was still writing and painting while talking to him, and couldn't help but be a little curious, he could have the heart to collect the scattered big plane files neatly, and claimed to keep the history of the young man, so that he was unhappy when he entered the door a lot, and at the same time he also wanted to see how this young man operated, maybe he could know a thing or two about the information of the shot peening process.

With such a thought, the middle-aged man walked behind Zhuang Jianye, squinted his eyes condescendingly and glanced at the ghost drawing talisman on the paper, he didn't recognize what it was for a while, he looked at it again, and a pair of squinted eyes instantly cracked two big slits, and exclaimed: "What are you...... Precision casting process for turbine directors?"