In Huang Liang's view, regardless of character, women like to be rich and handsome.

He is 1.75 meters tall and taller than most of his male compatriots.

With a house, a car and savings, he can be regarded as a relatively wealthy person.

Taking out the screen of his mobile phone as a mirror and looking at himself, Huang Liang frowned.

"The facial features are still upright, the weight is superhuman, and I have to lose weight!"

Touching his forehead and face, he felt thin balls of grease.

"The face is not clean enough, make some ointment and put it on it."

After lunch, Huang Liang drove out to buy some medicinal herbs, went home and used a pulverizer to make the medicinal herbs into medicinal powder, made a jar of ointment with glycerin, and returned to the laboratory, where he applied the ointment to his face.

"Brother Huang, who are you?" Liu Shaolong asked curiously.

"Do you want some homemade pure Chinese medicine masks?" Huang Liang shook the medicine jar.

"Are there any side effects?" Liu Shaolong hesitated.

"If there are side effects, do I dare to use them?" Huang Liang asked rhetorically.

"Then I'll do some." After Liu Shaolong thought about it, he also applied some ointment to his face.

"What are you two doing? Are you planning to go singing? Wu Feng walked in and asked suspiciously.

"Lao Wu, you have so many acne on your face, do you want to try this?" Huang Liang asked.

"Does it work?" Wu Feng asked expectantly.

When I work in the factory, I often stay up late, and there is always something left on my face.

"It's good for acne and oil control, and it also makes the skin smoother." Huang Liang said with a smile.

"I'll try." Wu Feng nodded and wiped some on himself.

"Lao Wu, didn't you go to the bullfight at noon?" Liu Shaolong asked.

"Mr. Chen's driver, Fang Xinhua, was beaten by people outside during the bullfight at noon today." Wu Feng said.

"What's going on?" Liu Shaolong asked again.

"Fang Xinhua is in charge, people from outside are coming, he doesn't let others participate......" Wu Feng said about the situation.

"There are so many people in our factory, and no one helps?" Liu Shaolong asked.

"Fang Xinhua spoke so impulsively, who wants to help him?" Wu Feng sneered.

"How did you solve it in the end?" Liu Shaolong asked again.

"Fang Xinhua called the police, and I came back without waiting for the police to come." Wu Feng said.

"I heard that there is a guy in class A of gluing who was arrested by the police last night for pushing the barrel." Liu Shaolong said.

"Who did you listen to?" Wu Feng asked curiously.

"My fellow." Liu Shaolong said.

"It seems that in the recent period, bullfights are not allowed at noon." Wu Feng frowned, if he didn't go out to fight the bull at noon, he was uncomfortable, there was something about Fang Xinhua, in the short term, who would dare to go to the small shop to fight the bull?

Huang Liangxin secretly said: "When the ointment takes effect, my plan will be half successful." ”

Everyone has a love for beauty, men are like this, and women are even more so.

The ointment is like a stepping stone, and it is very likely that he and Xiang Feifei's relationship will go further.

"It's up to people to make things happen, and it's up to heaven to make things happen, no matter what the result is, at least I've worked hard."

Abandoning the distracting thoughts in his mind, Huang Liang stood motionless on the mixed yuan pile.

When he was alone on a desert island in his dream, he fused all the pile methods into a hybrid pile.

I wanted to learn from each other's strengths and weaknesses, and integrate Xingyi Five Elements Boxing, Tai Chi, and Baguazhang, but unfortunately I couldn't do it.

The dragon chanted the iron cloth shirt and the whistling golden bell jar, and he couldn't combine them into one.

The three exercises of the Yijin Sutra, the Forging Bone Sutra, and the Pulp Washing Sutra also failed to be fused.

"In his later years, Master Sun Lutang seems to have integrated Taijiquan, Xingyi Boxing, and Baguazhang."

Huang Liang stood on the mixed yuan pile while flipping through the computer book.

"Mr. Huang, who are you?" Wu Feng asked curiously.

"Martial arts." Huang Liang said indifferently.

"You didn't squat like this, look at it." As soon as Wu Feng's voice fell, he squatted for a horse step.

"I created it myself, you don't understand." Huang Liang said with a smile.

"Don't talk about it, I'm going to the workshop." Wu Feng looked at the time, washed off the ointment on his face, and went straight to the workshop.

After washing the ointment off his face, Huang Liang continued to stand in the laboratory.

Half an hour later, Liu Shaolong walked in: "Brother Huang, there are two carts of eucalyptus outside. ”

"Who's that?" Huang Liang asked casually.

"It seems to be from the MRT Wood Industry." Liu Shaolong said.

"MRT Wood?" Huang Liang asked suspiciously.

"I haven't heard of it either." Liu Shaolong shook his head.

"Let's go." Huang Liang said.

The two of them took the tools and walked to the factory gate quickly.

"Hello." Zhang Yunchuan, who was in the white car, greeted with a smile.

"Where?" After getting in the car, Liu Shaolong asked directly.

"It's all in Jiu'an Wood." Zhang Yunchuan said.

When he met the other party for the first time, Huang Liang kept silent, and Liu Shaolong did not speak.

"Is Sister Ying in the factory?" Zhang Yunchuan asked with a smile.

"Which Ying sister?" Liu Shaolong asked rhetorically.

"It's you Mr. Chen." Zhang Yunchuan said.

"I don't know." Liu Shaolong replied.

"Two brothers, this is a lot of shopping cards for the supermarket." Zhang Yunchuan said.

"There are regulations in the factory, and we can't accept them." Liu Shaolong refused.

"Afraid of what?" Zhang Yunchuan threw away the shopping card again.

"I really can't take it." Huang Liang frowned, and returned the shopping card to the other party.

"It's always okay to smoke a cigarette, right?" Zhang Yunchuan took out a pack of cigarettes and handed them two.

"This one does." Huang Liang lit one and took a few puffs leisurely.

Liu Shaolong puts his cigarettes in the folder, and he generally does not smoke.

Ten minutes later, a group of three people came to Jiu'an Wood.

"Come to the office for a cup of tea." My colleague Ma Fang's husband, Zhao Xing, the factory director of Jiu'an Wood, walked over with a smile.

"Director Zhao, we have to go back early, just drink tea." Liu Shaolong said.

"By the way, tomorrow our factory will give you the 636 produced, and we will send some to the past." Zhao Xing said.

The 636 in the other party's mouth is a hot-pressed semi-finished wood floor, and the finished product size is 28*636*1626mm.

"Oh." Huang Liang responded.

"Mr. Huang, the test results are out, give me a call." Zhao Xing said.

"No problem." Huang Liang nodded in response.

"I won't bother you." After Zhao Xing finished speaking, he turned around and walked to the workshop.

"It's the two trucks that are being unloaded." Zhang Yunchuan stretched out his finger.

Liu Shaolong opened a pack of veneers, checked the moisture content with a water meter, and then said: "The moisture content is not bad." ”

Handing the micrometer to the other party, Huang Liang took the notebook to record the data.

"1.62, 1.58, 1.55.......," Liu Shaolong said one after another.

"The thickness is too thin." Huang Liang said secretly in his heart.

After inspecting the two truckloads of veneers, Liu Shaolong said: "The average thickness of eucalyptus wood with a thickness of 1.70 mm is only 1.58 mm. ”

"Two brothers, can you write a little more?" After getting in the car, Zhang Yunchuan asked.

"Whatever is as much as you want." Liu Shaolong said.

"I'll give you two thousand dollars, write a little more, okay?" Zhang Yunchuan thought about it and said, calling Sister Ying in front of the two of them, it's just pulling tiger skins, you can earn two or three thousand for a car of snowboards, and you can earn two thousand for sending out two thousand.

If the Blue Ocean Wood Flooring Factory does not receive the goods, he will not only not make money, but also have to post thousands of dollars.

It costs money to pull the veneer away, and it costs money to load and unload the veneer.

"We just check the board, and you can discuss it with Xu Qiang...... you can talk to Xu Qiang.

"Which one is Xu Qiang?" Zhang Yunchuan asked.

"He's the process director in our technical quality control department." Liu Shaolong said.

"Trouble two brothers." Zhang Yunchuan said politely.

Back in the laboratory, Liu Shaolong was busy entering the report, and Huang Liang walked to the instrument room to stand on the pile.

When it was about to leave work, the security captain Xie Yu walked into the laboratory.

"What's the matter?" Liu Shaolong asked.

"The boss of MRT Wood wants to treat you to a meal." Xie Yu said.

"Forget about eating." Liu Shaolong shook his head, he didn't want to lose his current job because of a meal.

"It's just a meal, and nothing else." Xie Yu said with a smile.