"What's going on?" the dish was already fried, Yuan Wei put out the fire and began to shovel it into the plate.

Peng Qiao sighed, took two steps closer, and told Yuan Wei what he had just discovered.

Yuan Wei scooped a scoop of water into the pot, and after listening to Peng Qiao's analysis, he nodded in agreement: "I understand what you mean, you mean that they think we are cowardly, right?"

"Ahh Is that so? Jiang Cong, who came up to listen to the details, looked sluggish, as if listening to a book from heaven.

Peng Qiao glanced at Jiang Cong, pulled the corners of his mouth, and then nodded at Yuan Wei: "That's how I feel." ”

Actually daring to despise himself, Jiang Cong was furious, and immediately clenched his fists and wanted to greet Peng Qiao's waist.

Peng Qiao ignored him.

When the fist was about to fall on his body, Jiang Cong stopped, and he felt that he also understood. In fact, he should have understood it a long time ago, because of this kind of contemptuous and contemptuous facial expressions, they always give each other, and they have long been familiar with each other.

It's just that he didn't see that scene!

"In this strange place, in the face of those locals, we can't let others think that we are cowardly, we need to be strong. Yuan Wei smiled lightly and dexterously, took a step back to the tape recorder, and reached out to dial the volume wheel.

It seemed that the passionate voice that had fallen silent rose again, but it didn't sound as deafening as it had been at first.

Counterattacks are possible, but there is no need to evolve into provocations, others have to give some face anyway. Otherwise, if it really makes trouble, they will definitely not be able to get it. And the reason is also untenable, and it is clear at a glance who the factory management will help.

After all, Yuan Wei had been mixed up outside, and he had a wealth of experience in this kind of thing, and he had a good grasp of proportion.

In the midst of a rousing voice, they began to eat.

The rice is rice, and the dish is shredded potatoes – very pure shredded potatoes, or should be called hot and sour shredded potatoes!

Because I had to sway to the rhythm of the music, I ate slowly, so slow that after listening to the remaining half of the night, the more organic it became, and I listened to a song of all-day love, and then a song of love for heaven and earth......

The prelude to loving heaven and earth sounded, and before the lyrics could be popped, a banging sound suddenly sounded on the side wall.

The three teenagers looked up together, a little stunned, and before they could say anything, there were two more banging sounds on the wall, accompanied by a loud shout: "Be quieter!"

"Do you want to keep your voice down? Jiang Cong swallowed a mouthful of food and muttered.

"That's small. Peng Qiao shrugged his shoulders, showing a little disapproval.

"Is our door plugged in?" Yuan Wei smiled, looking very relaxed.

"I'll take a look. Jiang Cong said, got up and left his seat, ran to the door to look, and turned back.

The door was naturally closed, and he had closed it before, so he didn't believe it at this time, but he just felt that it was important......

What if seven or eight people next door rush over to find trouble?

"That's okay, leave him alone, let's eat. After Jiang Cong sat down, Yuan Wei said lightly.

So the song continued to sing, but there was no movement next door, and it seemed that he had accepted his fate.

After eating, washing the dishes, they began to take a nap.

In the tape recorder, it was still the tape of Dawn, but the sound was much quieter.

There are two reasons for the low volume, one is that they also have to sleep, and the other is that they should really give the next door some face.

For the sake of neighborhood harmony, the softness of the suit still has to be served, and it is impossible to come all the time, maybe one day it will be knocked out of the stick.

……

……

"Knock knock. ”

There was a knock on the door, and at the same time a cold shout came: "Get up!

It was the voice of the factory director, Jiang Cong opened his eyes in a daze, opened his two arms left and right, and stabbed Peng Qiao and Yuan Wei on both sides respectively, and said in his mouth: "Okay." ”

"Hurry up!" the director responded, followed by the sound of departing footsteps.

Jiang Cong sighed, closed his eyes fiercely and opened them again, his arms poked out of the quilt and stretched out. Then he rubbed his face, and seeing that the two companions hadn't woken up yet, he increased his strength and began to spread out again: "Wake up, it's time to go to work......"

In the winter, getting up is an extraordinarily difficult thing, and finally woke up the two of them, but no one was willing to sit up and get dressed for a while.

The three teenagers kept grinding like this, and they forgot to get up until later.

Just when they were about to fall asleep again, the knock on the door sounded again, and the urging voice of the factory master sounded outside the door again: "Why haven't you gotten up yet, hurry up!"

"Oh, I see. The three teenagers suddenly realized this, and Yuan Dawei responded loudly.

This time, the director did not leave directly, but moved to the window and looked close to the glass. It just so happened that they had just sat up, and they were each pulling out their pillows and starting to dress.

Seeing these vaguely, the factory director patted the window, and then walked away.

"Alas, I really don't want to go to work!" Yuan Wei sighed as he dressed.

"It's like who's going to go to work. Peng Qiao muttered.

In a sense, this can be regarded as a provocation to himself, but Yuan Wei has no time to care about it, because what he said is very reasonable.

Jiang Cong didn't speak, and he was wearing clothes the fastest, and he was wearing jeans at this time. Then he jumped out of bed, ran to amplify the sound of the tape recorder, and said as if he were screaming, "Now everyone next door should go to work!"

"Of course, who dares to be like us, always dragging people to shout!" Peng Qiao swayed to the rhythm and said with a smile.

"And the director of the factory came to shout in person, just like our alarm clock, and the whole factory is afraid that it is the only one. Yuan Wei was also swaying to the rhythm and said casually.

"It has to be the only one, we have created history here, and Gai Ming'er may be able to alarm the boss's tall fat man. After Peng Qiao put on the autumn pants, he stood up, holding jeans in his hand at this time, and his disco-like body was shaking.

Yuan Wei also stood up and shook with Peng Qiao, but the operation was much slighter.

Jiang Cong was stunned, thinking of the boss who had invited them to a big meal, he shook his head and said with a wry smile: "If the factory director shouts like this a few more times, will he be impatient to let us roll up and get out, and then like the old witch couple, he won't give us a penny!"

As soon as these words came out, Yuan Wei and Peng Qiao were silent at the same time, this possibility is not impossible, on the contrary, it is a bit big......

Seeing that the two companions were suppressed, Jiang Cong smiled bitterly again, he pointed to the next door and said, "When the time comes, Lao Li's face will not be good." ”

"It seems to be very serious, so hurry up, don't let the factory master come again. Peng Qiao sighed, sped up and put on his jeans.

Soon they were ready, took off their masks, opened the door, and went to work.

Not surprisingly, on the left side of the old direction, the elbow has been piled up into a hill, which is quite large.

Then it didn't take long for the director to come and find out.