The old Jiefang's cab was very small, and Wan Feng was unfortunately stuffed in the middle, and the driver's upper and lower gears could often touch his legs.

No wonder if a woman sat in the cab and unfortunately sat in the middle, it is said that the driver changed gears 30 percent more often than usual.

It turned out to be taking advantage of the straw.

"Mr. Zhou, it seems that you are a big cadre who sits on liberation and travels, and you should have a jeep or something at your level. ”

Zhou Bingde was teased by Wan Feng: "Fart, I am the head of a construction company, neither the director nor the county magistrate, I have a fart qualification to allocate a car, if it weren't for our company, I would have to ride a bicycle when I go out to do something." ”

"What are you doing in Yangfang?"

"There's a project there, I'm going to check it out. ”

Looking at the project, he went to see it alone?

However, if there is a project, there is a demand, so that the brick and tile factory can live more nourishingly.

"But what are you doing when you call me to see the project?"

"It's not interesting for me to go alone, your little cock is very interesting, it's fun to take you. ”

Fun! Is it fun for someone as capable as me?

"I'm still in a hurry to go home, if I miss the tractor, I'll have to walk back, will you send me home with liberation?"

"You think beautifully, I'll run an empty car to send you without loss?"

"When we come back, we can pull a cart of bricks, but a cart can hold 3,000 bricks, and we can pay a two-cent freight fee. ”

The driver was taken aback: "This car is only five tons, and it can pull two thousand." ”

That's when you drive a public car, if it's a private brick, this car can hold three thousand five, which is what Wan Feng often saw when he drove a tractor for others.

"Parking I want to get out of the car. ”

Now he happened to walk to Miaoling, since Zhou Bingde had no intention of sending him home, Wan Feng felt that it was wiser to end up here, and he could take the bus to Gushan if he went down here.

"Haha, you can't get down when you come up. Zhou Bingde laughed proudly.

How can leaders be so virtuous?

Wan Feng saw the reason, Zhou Bingde was relatively strong in the unit, and everyone was okay with business when he was working, but no one took him to play when he was free.

This is lonely and unbearable, plus bitterness, because Wan Feng has never taken him seriously, if he has anything to say, he can be regarded as a bosom friend.

Bringing him here now is to accompany him to relieve his boredom.

Is this a good thing or a bad thing?

This also shows from one side that their company is not sycophant, but this is not scientific!

Will there be no sycophants in this world?

Yangfang Commune is in the northwest of Hongya County, about five miles away from Hongya County, and there is a road to Xiuyan County that passes through Yangfang.

More than 20 years later, there will be a high-speed railway connecting Bohai and Dongdan cities, and more than 30 years later, the high-speed railway connecting the two cities will also be here.

But at this time it was desolate, and although it was the seat of a commune, there were small grass houses except for a few large courtyards on the side of the road.

Jiefang stopped at the gate of a bluestone walled courtyard, Zhou Bingde opened the door and got out of the car, and Wan Feng followed and got out of the car.

There were already a few people waiting here at the gate, looking at what seemed to be cadres from Yangfang Commune.

A cadre of Yangfang Commune watched Zhou Bingde come out with a teenager and was collectively confused.

"Captain Zhou, who is this kid, your son?"

Zhou Bingde paused for a moment, and then laughed: "Yes, yes, my son, godson." ”

Wan Feng is called a depressed person, and he came out as a godfather in a daze.

After some greetings, Zhou Bingde entered the big courtyard with those people.

This large yard used to be some kind of factory, covering a lot of land, but the ground was overgrown with thatch, and it almost occupied the ground.

On the north side of the courtyard there is a row of factories with windows nailed by wooden planks.

Zhou Bingde and the cadres of Yang Fang were pointing in the courtyard, and Wan Feng followed them to listen to their guidance.

Listening to what they said, it seemed that they were going to renovate a new factory here, and it seemed that they were going to build some kind of winery.

Winery!

Wan Feng frowned and thought, and then remembered what kind of winery was going to be built here, it was a brewery.

There was a very famous brewery in Hongya County at the beginning, and I remember that it seemed to start construction in 81 years, and it was delayed for a period of time because of imported equipment, and it was almost 84 years when it was completed and put into production.

The trademark of beer is Langhua White Beer, and when it began to break through the brand, it can be said that it is unparalleled in several counties in Fangyuan, and almost swept all the beer markets in nearby counties and cities.

The brewery had been glorious for a few years, but in the nineties it began to decline due to local protectionism and corruption within the brewery, and it seems to have completely collapsed around the millennium.

"If we want to rebuild here, some of the old factories will have to be demolished, hey, are there still things in those houses with sealed windows?" asked Zhou Bingde, pointing to the factories with windows sealed with wooden boards.

"It's some old equipment from the previous factory. ”

"I'm going to move out before we start construction in March next year. ”

"That's easy, and we'll send it to the scrapyard in a few days." ”

These words didn't sound interesting to Wan Feng, so he got away from these bureaucrats and walked around the courtyard alone.

Three walks and two walks slipped in front of the factories where the windows were boarded up.

Some of these factories have more or less two pieces of glass in their windows, and some have no glass at all.

Wan Feng leaned through the window and could clearly see the contents of the house.

Inside are some strangely shaped machines, very long, about ten or twenty meters long.

Wan Feng saw a turntable with some brass horseshoe-like parts on it.

This mechanical equipment looks really familiar, by the way, isn't this a beverage filling machine!

This thing Wan Feng is no stranger to at all.

In the last life, when he returned to Jiangwei from Longjiang, he lived in the courtyard of the Jiangwei brigade, and it happened that that year that someone set up a sparkling distillery in the courtyard of the brigade, that is, the lowest grade drink.

At that time, he ran to the winery to drink when he was idle, Xu Meilin was working in this winery at that time, and Wan Feng fell in love with Xu Meilin from that time.

These machines can be seen to be very new, which sells scrap, isn't this a loser!

"Xiao Wan!

When Wan Feng was in pain, Zhou Bingde's shout came from afar.

Back in the car, the car started, and Wan Feng stretched out his hand to Zhou Bingde.

"What are you doing?" Zhou Bingde asked suspiciously.

"Didn't you say that I was your godson? But the godfather didn't even have a gift and wanted to recognize his godson? ”

Zhou Bingde blew his beard and glared: "Everyone is a godson and respects his godfather, why did you come here to ask your godfather for something?"

"I'm still young and don't have the financial means, and when I have money, I will naturally honor you, but now you have to bleed. ”

"Forget it, I don't want your godson. ”

The words of these officials never count.