A week later, a warehouse covering an area of more than 1,000 square meters was renovated. Mao Zhaolong was wrapped in bandages and went to the factory accompanied by Du Wenxuan and Sun Jia. When the workers saw them, they either stayed away, or lowered their heads and pretended not to see.

Sun Jia took Mao Zhaolong into the renovated warehouse. Although Mao Zhaolong was mentally prepared, he was still shocked to see such a large warehouse. How much broken glass does this have? The ground is compacted and flat, but the ground is wet and soft. Obviously not ready to use.

Sun Jia smiled flatteringly and said, "Godfather, you are so blessed. ”

Mao Zhaolong's scalp exploded when he heard it, and he roared: "Who promised to be your godfather?" ”

Sun Jia Zhenzhen said: "My brother calls you dad, why don't I call you godfather?" ”

Mao Zhaolong pointed out the door and roared: "You get out of here, I don't want to see you!" ”

Du Wenxuan said with a smiling face: "Lao Mao, Xiao Sun is now the director of the tablet workshop, and he will be indispensable for burning mirror glass in the future!" ”

Mao Zhaolong is not angry, this rat can still be the director, and he really can't open his eyes.

Du Wenxuan asked: "When can production start?" ”

Mao Zhaolong: "The ground is too wet, and it needs to be dried and dusted." ”

Du Wenxuan: "I really can't do it without ten days and a half months." ”

Sun Jia hurriedly offered advice: "Let's roast with fire and blow with hot wind!" ”

Mao Zhaolong categorically denied and said: "No, the ground can't crack." ”

Du Wenxuan asked, "Do you have a good way?" ”

"I'm a big boss, what's the best way. There are so many talented people in the factory, you don't need it! ”

"Who are you referring to?"

"Mr. Xie!"

"Isn't he crazy?"

"Maybe in a familiar environment, he will unconsciously get used to the movements."

"We'll have to look into it." Du Wenxuan said. He didn't have that right, so he had to ask for advice from Long Yin.

After a few days like this, Long Yin never replied. The ground is drying out. Du Wenxuan went to invite Mao Zhaolong again.

Mao Zhaolong asked, "Is Mr. Xie here?" ”

Du Wenxuan said: "The madman was sent to the hospital. ”

Mao Zhaolong didn't say anything anymore and came to the warehouse. The ground was solidified, as if it had been smeared with a layer of oil, smooth and illuminated.

Du Wenxuan was very surprised and asked, "How can this be?" ”

"It's corny." Mao Zhaolong said lightly, "Bring in a little broken glass first!" ”

After Mao Zhaolong finished speaking, he went home.

Du Wenxuan went to invite him again the next day.

Mao Zhaolong asked, "Is Mr. Xie here?" ”

Du Wenxuan said: "Mr. Xie is still in the hospital. ”

Mao Zhaolong didn't ask anymore. He went to the warehouse to find a soft broom and went to the scrap warehouse. Mao Zhaolong swept around the warehouse, but nothing could be swept on the smooth and hard ground.

Mao Zhaolong said to Du Wenxuan: "I don't have to come every day, come and call me when the sky and earth can raise dust!" ”

Du Wenxuan reported the situation to Long Yin. Finally, he said, "This old thing is deliberately trying to blackmail us." We can't accede to his terms. ”

Long Yin asked, "Can you make the ground dust?" ”

"I'll figure it out."

"Okay, be quick, don't put it off any longer!"

Du Wenxuan put down the phone and called Sun Jia, assigned the task and said, "You find a way to sweep the ground out of the dust today." If you can't complete the task, don't do this director! ”

Sun Jia immediately called his gang and asked them to come up with ideas. The idea was not long in coming. Sun Jia called all the workers in the workshop, took the bamboo silk broom that swept the street, pulled the big slippers, kicked and dragged to the warehouse, and waved more than a dozen big brooms to sweep the ground fiercely. When I got off work in the evening, I really swept out a dustpan.

Du Wenxuan put the dust into a large cardboard box and showed it to Mao Zhaolong overnight.

"It's done, it's swept up!"

Mao Zhaolong glanced at it and said with a sneer: "Who are you fooling?" It's all dirt brought in from outside the workshop! ”

"Can't burn it yet?"

"No, you can't. To burn it is a furnace of waste. ”

Du Wenxuan couldn't think about it, and reported the situation to Long Yin. Long Yin sneered and said, "Didn't you say you could find a way?" Don't hold on, just tell Mao Zhaolong, I agreed to his conditions. Come to the factory tomorrow and prepare for production! ”

The next day, Mao Zhaolong came to the factory early in the morning. I don't want Du Wenxuan to arrive at the factory early. Xingzhuan Douyi opened the door of the warehouse, and Mao Zhaolong saw Mr. Xie sitting on the ground at a glance. He was much better than before, and when he saw someone coming in, he smiled and pointed to the camera on the beam.

Mao Zhaolong was taken aback, when was this installed? How could Mr. Xie recognize the monitor, isn't he crazy?

Mao Zhaolong asked, "Mr. Xie, are you well?" ”

Xie Ziyun looked at him stupidly, and smirked again.

Mao Zhaolong picked up a bamboo broom and swept the floor. The ground is so clean that you can't sweep it out.

Xie Ziyun's eyes followed Mao Zhaolong, and he sat on the ground without moving.

Mao Zhaolong threw a broom to Mr. Xie, pointed at him and the broom and said, "You can sweep it too." ”

Mr. Xie stood up, picked up the broom, pushed the glasses, looked at it for a long time, dropped the broom, and sat on the ground again.

Mao Zhaolong looked up at the camera on the roof beam, was anxious, stuffed the broom into his hand, and said loudly: "You sweep the floor!" ”

Mr. Xie shook his whole body, as if he was frightened. He picked up the broom and made a few strokes on the ground. He threw the broom on the ground again and sat down.

Mao Zhaolong secretly complained, Mr. Xie, Mr. Xie, it's so easy to ask you to come over, you also cooperate and behave, don't just sit still!

Mao Zhaolong swept to the pile of broken glass, but he couldn't sweep it. Mao Zhaolong took a shovel to shovel the broken glass on the side onto the glass pile. The sound of the bang attracted Mr. Xie's attention. He turned his head to look at the pile of glass. After looking at it for a while, he looked away again.

There was a voice at the door. The warehouse door opened, and Li Jia led a worker to push a cart to receive the recycled materials.

Li Jia asked, "Director Mao, can you pick up the material?" ”

Mao Zhaolong felt awkward as soon as he heard Li Jia speak, and he couldn't care so much when he was angry, so he refused: "No, you can't sweep up any ashes!" ”

Li Jia said: "It's already lit, just waiting to add these broken glass!" ”

Mao Zhaolong roared: "Who let you burn it? ”

Li Jia also sideways, "I'll let it be burned, how about it?" You can't burn special glass, but you can burn ordinary glass! ”

Mao Zhaolong was indignant and said: "If you want to add ingredients, add them yourself, I'm not responsible!" ”

Li Jia said: "It's not that I haven't received materials, I know how much I shovel!" ”

Li Jia picked up the shovel and started automatically. The sound of shoveling broken glass alarmed Xie Ziyun. He walked over and snatched the shovel from Li Jia's hand.

Li Jia was taken aback and scolded: "You madman, aren't you afraid that I will tie you up?" ”

Xie Ziyun said: "If you can't add it, it will be wasted!" ”

Everyone was shocked. Li Jia looked Mr. Xie up and down and asked, "You're not crazy?" ”

Xie Ziyun sat on the ground again and looked at the beams of the house.

Li Jia broke out in a cold sweat, after all, he had worked in the workshop for several years, and then he remembered that such a mixture of hot and cold materials would indeed produce a furnace of waste. He hurriedly called the workers and left.

As soon as Li Jia left, Mao Zhaolong walked up to Xie Ziyun and asked, "Mr. Xie, there is no powder on the ground, what should I do?" ”

Xie Ziyun stood up and walked over to the glass pile and turned over the broken glass.

Mao Zhaolong shouted: "Wait a minute! ”

Mao Zhaolong brought gloves, and Xie Ziyun's hands were already bloody. He put on his gloves and searched through the mountains of broken glass. He found a piece of glass, held it in front of his eyes and looked at it repeatedly, and pressed it against his face, as if looking for a sense of family. Finally, with a smile on his face, he handed the broken glass to Mao Zhaolong. Mr. Xie casually took out some from the broken glass and piled them on the ground. Seeing that it was almost over, he took the piece he found earlier from Mao Zhaolong's hand, put it in a small pile of glass, and said expressionlessly: "Crush them into powder." ”

Mao Zhaolong took a small hammer and smashed it carefully for a while, and broken glass chips flew everywhere. Mao Zhaolong swept away the debris with a broom, put an iron plate on it and smashed it again, but it never crushed the powder. Xie Ziyun shook his head, but didn't speak.

Mao Zhaolong looked for the factory director and said: "I can't do it alone, you bring the old leader and work with me!" ”

Du Wenxuan said: "Why is it a leader, can't the workers? ”

Mao Zhaolong insisted: "No, this is technical work!" ”

Du Wenxuan was helpless, reported to Long Yin, and was ready to be reprimanded. Long Yin had already seen all this on the monitor, and agreed for the first time.

Du Wenxuan was extremely surprised, and still asked in disbelief: "You want to reinstate them as officials?" ”

"Don't worry, you are still your factory director."

"What do you mean by letting them back?"

"Don't you see that? You're a bunch of rice buckets! ”

"Will I be able to command that group of workers in the future?"

"You just hold on to those old guys!"

"The owner is smart. When will those people be released? ”

"You can drive over and pick them up."

Du Wenxuan directly pulled Zhao Zhiqiang, Zhu Yuanshui, and Fan Qiu'an to the scrap warehouse. Zhao Zhiqiang was very happy to see Xie Ziyun, took his hand and said, "Mr. Xie, are you okay?" ”

Zhu Yuanshui and Fan Qiu'an also stepped forward to say hello. Xie Ziyunmu looked at the three of them stupidly, with no joy on his face.

Mao Zhaolong watched from a distance, and did not come over to set close. Fan Qiu'an stepped forward and grabbed Mao Zhaolong's hand and said, "Old Mao, what's wrong with you?" ”

Du Wenxuan said: "He is now the director of the warehouse, and the celebrity under Long Yin!" ”

"Huh?" The three newcomers were all shocked and looked at Mao Zhaolong suspiciously. Especially Zhu Yuanshui, his face showed a kind of contempt.

"I'm sorry!" Mao Zhaolong said expressionlessly: "I can't do it alone, I want you to come over and be my subordinate." ”