The progress of the roll call was very fast, Xu Yong and Gao Hui were also quickly called, while the two children showed their faces in front, Zhang Jinyang quietly walked to the door of the auditorium leading to the office area, and just now his mother walked through this door to find Aunt Zhao Jing, the chairman of the trade union. Obviously, there will be only one door to enter and exit www.biquge.info the office area of the pen "Fun" Pavilion, otherwise it is obviously unreasonable to have to pass through the auditorium hall every time you go out to work.

When he came to the corridor, Zhang Jinyang did not close the door casually, he knew that Tang Wenzong would come out after him, this time he didn't plan to go by himself, it would be beneficial to take this factory director's son, at least in the face of the masters of the maintenance class - except for the squad leader, he had an advantage over himself.

At the end of the corridor is a mailroom, the old man in the mailroom is probably the old man of the leader's family, and the easy and stressful work of sending and receiving newspapers and letters is obviously not available to ordinary people. Passing by the old man who was reading the newspaper, Zhang Jinyang trembled, and couldn't help but stop, the old man held it high in front of him, as if there was some strange news, he seemed to have seen something amazing, was it an illusion?

It was a People's Daily, and Zhang Jinyang's radar could not be as subtle as a pencil word that could be scanned clearly, and the photo that was swept at a glance and put on the front page of the headline evoked his long-term memory, but how could that kind of thing, that person, be reported in a newspaper in this era? Moreover, it is a newspaper like the People's Daily with such a strong policy orientation.

Without thinking much about it, he sneaked out of the trade union office building with Tang Wenzong, and secretly wrote down that he was going to his father's place to read today's newspaper. The front page headlines of the People's Daily can be regarded as world events, and the publication is foreign affairs, and commentators' articles must be indispensable.

Although I repeatedly reminded myself that I must calm down, I still unconsciously took a big stride under my feet, walking faster and faster, and almost ran up. If it weren't for the shouting behind him, he almost completely forgot about Tang Wenzong who was following behind him. By the time he looked back and saw this little fat man, this guy was already far behind, not to mention, his face was steaming, and he was already sweating profusely.

This little fat man was originally wearing an army-green cotton jacket, but now he also opened his arms to reveal the black sweater inside, the gray snow hat knitted with wool in his hand kept fanning up and down, he opened his big mouth and gasped, his round little face was red and steaming, and a white pillar of smoke rose above his head, reflecting his round head looking like a freshly cooked bun.

Although he came by running, but the speed was not much faster than walking, Tang Wenzong came to Zhang Jinyang out of breath, "Why are you in such a hurry, you are running so quickly, and no one is chasing us, this meal in the morning is gone, and it is still far from lunch." Tang Wenzong gasped and complained, Zhang Jinyang's physical strength is much better than him, otherwise how did he lose weight while playing with Zhang Jinyang, they were all so tossed.

Zhang Jinyang tilted his head, looked at the trade union office building in the distance and was silent, this goose yellow/colored two-story building was less than 200 meters away from him. Pulling his eyes back to the little fat man in front of him, sweating and even the eyebrows and eyes began to condense white frost, looking like he had rushed a hundred and eighty miles of mountain roads, he really sighed in his heart, no wonder Uncle Tang was so anxious, how poor is this guy's physical strength, in this era, Aunt Pan Cai is really a rare talent.

"It's about eleven o'clock now, we're going to go to my mother's place for dinner in a while, and they'll be off work at noon in half an hour, and there's still a bunch of boys in the union. Besides, there is an oxygen workshop in front, and the maintenance class can have Line 8, and you can make a stroke after eating, don't you want one?", Zhang Jinyang has stopped keeping a paralyzed face since he came to Huijiang, and occasionally he will talk a lot. And now that he is in a stirring mood, he naturally won't control his mouth.

"Ah, go to Aunt Tang's? My lunch is at my mother's, it's a long way from here to there, why do you want to go to the maintenance class of the oxygen production workshop? I have to make a big turn to get to Aunt Tang in a while. Tang Wenzong asked strangely while putting on his hat again, he was a little relieved, and the sweat on his head was a little cold when the wind blew away.

"There's really something wrong with your eyes, didn't you see Aunt Pan give your lunch box to my mother? There will be wooden planks in the oxygen production workshop, my mother has a laboratory department, all of them are chemical instruments, and the maintenance class is all doing electrician work, and the thickest wires are copper wires, so there will be no such things." Zhang Jinyang saw that he began to button his padded jacket, turned around and walked forward again, although the speed slowed down, but it was still faster than usual.

"Hey, why are you walking so fast? These cotton pants are so tight that you can't even move your legs. Let's go to Aunt Tang's first to eat and then come out, just after finishing the stroke, you can go out and play, how good. Tang Wenzong hurriedly followed, he was not as tall as Zhang Jinyang, and his pace was slow, so he couldn't help but trot again.

"It's time for you to exercise, your weight is about the same as mine, right? I'm a head taller than you, how old are you, why do you use that fat body? Do you boil oil for the New Year? You can't do this physique, seeing that you didn't take a few steps and gasped like this, no wonder even Gao Hui can bully you. Although Zhang Jinyang knew that the little fat man called Tangdun'er was not physically strong, he didn't expect it to be like this, and he was in a bad mood, so he couldn't help but have a poisonous tongue.

"I'm so tired from exercising, my mom said it's good to have more fun, why are you like my dad, and I'm a lot better. Tang Wenzong was quite impatient, he was busy walking now, and he was in no mood to talk to people. Zhang Jinyang shook his head, knowing that Uncle Tang let him pull him to play just to make him feel better.

The speed of his feet slowed down, and he was controlled by Tang Wenzong walking briskly and not running, Zhang Jinyang rushed directly into a corner door of the oxygen production workshop without looking back, and the Dafan maintenance team was always in a corner of the workshop, and he had to open a small door to enter and exit alone, and he didn't know why there was such a tradition. However, since the maintenance team is independently managed, even the spare parts warehouse is an independent set of logistics, which is also a lot more convenient.

The maintenance squad leader of the oxygen workshop is a big veteran in Shandong, and his big voice can shake the dust on the beams of the house, and it is said that he shouted the trumpet when he was a soldier, and when he saw Zhang Jinyang open the door and enter the house, the boxy face of the Chinese character of music bloomed. As a soldier for ten years, Song Quan, the sturdy boy in front of him, who is only five years old and is more than 140 centimeters, is definitely a good material for being a soldier, although he has an extraordinary talent in handicraft, but it doesn't matter, the army also needs all kinds of talents.

And Tang Wenzong was a little stunned when he saw Uncle Song Quan, and he also knew that this stubborn veteran didn't care who his father was. This Zitang-faced Shandong man has the same square temper as his Chinese face, and the most disdainful thing is a boy like himself who has no strength and refuses to exercise, so he honestly stood behind Zhang Jinyang, waiting to get something and leave as soon as possible.

"Xiao Jinyang is here, come and come here and let my uncle see if he has long meat, how good this kid is, he is as strong as a little calf. Catch up Ming'er, you and your father have a good talk, when you go to school and have time, come to me and learn martial arts with me, serious martial arts are not those deceptive fake tricks on TV, they are all good boxing techniques with long strength and long body. Song Quan was originally a very serious face with thick eyebrows and big eyes, but seeing Zhang Jinyang actually made him smile with a kind and kind feeling, which made Zhang Jinyang and Tang Wenzong have a cold war, Tang Wenzong could also quietly take a step back, but Zhang Jinyang was firmly grasped by the head of the Song squad and touched up and down in his hand, "Tsk, what a good seedling, this little physique is really good, the muscles and muscles are tight at a young age, it is really a good material for practicing martial arts and soldiers." Touching the bones is also an inevitable item that Zhang Jinyang enjoys every time he comes to him, and he has to do it like this every time.