Guo Guozhu's mother made a fuss in the kitchen and said: "Ah, there is nothing at home, this morning I said to buy some food, but I forgot about it." Second wave, just eat some noodles at my aunt's house. As he spoke, he kept complaining to himself, while Ding Ling was taking a basin and scooping a bowl of noodles.

When Xiong Erbo heard this, he immediately said: "Auntie, no need, Guozhu and I will go out to eat something, and my aunt doesn't have to work." ”

Guo Guozhu stood up with Xiong Erbo, not knowing what to do, just smirked. He could see that Xiong Erbo might have something to do, and it was inconvenient to say it at home. Xiong Erbo said that he would go, and immediately stood up and walked out. He's not used to eating dry, hard noodles. He said it very nicely: "Auntie, don't bother you, I still have something to discuss with Guozhu." Just outside eating and talking. ”

Guo Guozhu could only go out with him. His mother followed behind and kept reminding: "Erbo, come to my aunt's house when you have time, and come to play when you have time." Don't see outside, what else do you have to see with your aunt, ah? You say yes or no. You and Guozhu are best friends, what else is polite. Really, Guozhu is such a best friend as you. Where do you find a good friend like you? Hey, just say something. Guo Guozhu looked back at his mother's expression, guessing that his mother might be mentioning Zheng Meixue again, so he hurriedly stopped her and stopped her back.

Xiong Erbo and Guo Guozhu sat down in a small restaurant on the side of the road on Jiefang Road. He first took out a box of cigarettes and handed one to Guo Guozhu. Guo Guozhu looked at the cigarette box and didn't know it.

"Marlboro." Xiong Erbo raised his voice and said. He could feel the curious and envious glances of the people around him.

"Marlboro?" Guo Guozhu echoed, he could also sense a kind of vanity that followed by glory. He seemed to remember that Lao Xiong had smoked this kind of cigarette some time ago, maybe the cigarette case was different. "It is said that this American cigarette is very strong. Okay, it's a wow. ”

He knew that Old Bear had something to discuss with him. It's definitely my ex-wife's business again. He took the initiative to ask: "What do you mean these two days?" Is the doll still with your mother? ”

"The doll is at my mother's. I mean, there's such a thing," Old Bear suddenly changed the subject, "I have a friend who knows a Southern Barbarian. ”

"Southern Barbarian?" Guo Guozhu couldn't help but raise his voice. Curious and surprised. The Southern Barbarians guide the Fang people. "Why did you get involved with the Southern Barbarians again?"

Lao Xiong smiled, he felt that sometimes Guo Guozhu's words were quite humorous: "That's the case, the relationship between my friend and me is the same as ours." He told me one thing that day, saying that if I had to help with this, I was really embarrassed to shirk it, so I could only think of you. ”

This sounds a little awkward, what do you call it can only think of you. It seems a little reluctant. However, Guo Guozhu immediately smiled and said, "Hey, can I still help with the Southern Barbarians?" Just kidding wow. As he spoke, a panic suddenly rose in his heart.

Lao Xiong lowered his voice, glanced around, and said, "That's right, Nanbanzi is a relative of my friend, and his hometown is from Zhejiang, close to the border with Fujian. What are they doing now, steel powder and iron powder. It turned out to be engaged in steel. I didn't understand it at first, but I understood it later. I don't think it's easy and troublesome, and it's not interesting. But the southern barbarian was so energetic that he kept looking for me. In fact, my friend was introduced once, but his relatives kept looking for me. The old bear said, sighing incessantly, looking helpless.

"So how can I help?" Guo Guozhu asked cautiously. He never said anything about the old bear. However, whenever it comes to work in the workshop, he immediately becomes careful. It's not that he's afraid of things, it's mainly public things, such as taking a few steel bars and welding something, he doesn't do it. Actually, it's not that I don't do it, but I don't dare. I can't afford to lose that person.

"You have steel slag in your workshop, right?"

"Steel slag? Yes, there are many. Guo Guozhu immediately knew that maybe the southern barbarians wanted steel slag.

"I listened to my friend's relative, I'm not an expert." Lao Xiong said that he was a friend, obviously not wanting to show his contempt for the Southern Barbarians in order to attract Guo Guozhu's attention.

"Doesn't there be a lot of steel slag, iron powder, and steel powder in a machinery factory and hot processing workshop, and they do it. My friend said that Zhejiang people in large factories across the country began to ask for these steel powders and iron powders. After a long time, I simply contracted the waste sand of the foundry workshop. A cart pulls out the waste sand you clear according to fifty pieces. Fifty yuan to the workshop, the workshop saved trouble, very happy. ”

Guo Guozhu listened and thought to himself, although it was the first time he had heard of this kind of thing, it was very novel. But it's said to be a good thing for the workshop. However, he immediately thought of the supply office in the factory.

"It's said that there is nothing about this. However, it seems that large factories have supply offices, such as the supply department for charges used in steelmaking. The workshop does not care about the charge. As for scrap steel slag steel powder and iron powder belonging to water pipes, I don't know yet, you need to ask. However, what do you want all that scrap steel powder and iron powder to do? ”

Guo Guozhu felt that if this was the case, it would be okay for him to help inquire.

Lao Xiong felt that Guo Guozhu would definitely help, because this matter was a good thing for the First Machinery Factory and the foundry workshop. The only thing is that no one has ever done that. There are many rules and regulations in large state-owned factories, and whether they can make an exception is a question. He also thought for a long time that it was impossible to rely on Guo Guozhu's status alone, and he only needed Guo Guozhu's recommendation. The Southern Barbarians have a way. He still can't save face from his old friend. He explained vigorously: "The southern barbarians are ghosts. Guess what they're doing? They're not stupid, they can't just pull out the scrap powder. Isn't there some steel slag or molten steel flowing out of it when pulling, or is it a side thorn knocked down from the casting? Well, that's what they're here for.

When Guo Guozhu heard this, he was surprised: "Hey, after a long time, these southern barbarians want those scrap steel scraps." Haha, you kid can do it, and you know that the casting is stabbed. I don't know yet. I'm really convinced. ”

"Hey, I also listened to those southern barbarians."