Liu Lan, who is in her early twenties, looks ordinary.

But her skin is good enough, fair and delicate, and her figure is plump enough, so people can't put it down.

Jiang Ping'an doesn't like thin people very much, but has a soft spot for women with some flesh on their bodies.

For example, Qin Huairu, Liang Ladi, and Lou Xiao'e in the backyard are all charming.

The Tang Dynasty regarded fat as beauty, and that fat was not fat, but plump.

Therefore, Jiang Ping'an thinks that his aesthetics are similar to those of the Tang people.

At this time, Liu Lan has been married for more than two years, has a child, and has only been in the rolling mill for more than half a year.

She will be targeted by Deputy Factory Director Li, and Jiang Ping'an is not surprised at all.

is still the same sentence, although Liu Lan is not very beautiful, her figure is bewitching enough, even if she is wearing overalls, she can't cover it.

And on the logistics side, there are really few women who can get into the eye.

Short and tall, it is not surprising that Liu Lan will be targeted by Deputy Director Li.

Jiang Ping'an had an affair with Liu Lan, not many times, and he didn't have the idea of tying Liu Lan to his side.

The two are just a dewy couple, and Liu Lan is not her own woman.

In the final analysis, Jiang Ping'an can't control her.

After thinking about it, Jiang Ping'an raised his eyebrows and asked, "Then what do you think?" ”

"What can I think? I don't care about my family's life, and my family depends on me to support me, and I can't hold it anymore. Liu Lan said with red eyes and a sad face.

Jiang Ping'an sighed and said, "What kind of thing is your man, it's really not good, just get a divorce." ”

"You've only been married for two or three years, and you just had a child, and he doesn't care about the family, what's the point of you following him?"

Liu Lan sighed and said, "What you said is simple, but how can things be so easy?" ”

Jiang Ping'an saw that she had no intention of divorcing, and he didn't persuade her much.

So he pondered for a moment and asked, "Do you want me to help you?" ”

"Yes, you count me as half a man, if you don't help me, who will help? Could it be that you really want me to commit to Deputy Director Li? Liu Lan nodded back.

Jiang Ping'an thought for a while and said, "I will give you ten catties of stick noodles every month at most, and any more will not be enough for me." ”

"Add a little more, ten pounds is too little." Liu Lan begged.

Jiang Ping'an cut the railway: "It's just ten catties, no more, you don't want to starve me to death, right?" ”

"If you are still not satisfied, you can go to Deputy Director Li, he will definitely give more than me!"

"Don't spoil me!" Liu Lan scolded with a smile, no longer had to inch in, and then said softly:

"Didn't I have no choice but to beg you?"

"Don't worry, I have received your grain, and in the future, I will only let you touch me, and my words count."

Jiang Ping'an didn't believe it at all, but he didn't dwell on this issue, nodded and smiled:

"Okay, tomorrow morning you go to the old place, and I'll bring the stick noodles over."

The matter was good, and the two of them went out of the warehouse one after the other.

Every time Jiang Ping'an came back from going to the countryside, he had a day to rest.

So he didn't plan to stay in the factory any longer in the afternoon.

After thinking about it, he stepped to the third workshop.

When he came to the third workshop, Jiang Ping'an saw a workstation from a distance.

Yi Zhonghai is patiently guiding Jia Dongxu to process parts.

This Jia Dongxu is very stupid, he has been in the factory for seven or eight years, and he is still a first-class fitter.

No matter how Yi Zhonghai, an eighth-level fitter, teaches him, he just can't learn it.

After a while, the factory will hold a fitter grade assessment,

Yi Zhonghai wanted Jia Dongxu to pass the second-level fitter assessment, and his hair was almost gone.

In fact, the first three levels of fitters are not too difficult, and many women have been in the factory for a few years, and they have all raised their grades.

Even Jiang Ping'an, a buyer, has come to the workshop more often, and under the influence of his ears and eyes, he also has the level of a third-level fitter.

For Jia Dongxu, as long as he enters the factory, he is completely confused, and his thinking always can't be turned.

But once he gets off work, he comes alive, and if he sits at the table, he is even more energetic.

Jiang Ping'an saw Yi Zhonghai and walked straight over.

During this period, other workers greeted him, and he responded with a smile and sometimes a few jokes.

The machine roared, and neither Yi Zhonghai nor Jia Dongxu noticed that Jiang Ping'an was coming.

It wasn't until they got to the front that the two of them realized.

Yi Zhonghai, who was looking sad, looked back, his face softened, and said loudly: "Ping An just came back?" ”

"I'll be back in the morning!" Jiang Ping'an replied loudly, pointed outside the workshop again, and said loudly:

"Let's talk outside, it's too noisy here!"

Yi Zhonghai nodded, said a few words to Jia Dongxu, and walked outside the workshop.

Jiang Ping'an smiled at Jia Dongxu and patted him on the shoulder before turning to leave.

"What's the spirit? Isn't he just a buyer? If I had studied secondary school, I would definitely be better than you! ”

Jia Dongxu looked at Jiang Ping'an's background, and said with a pout, but there was a glint of envy in his eyes.

Jiang Ping'an didn't know what Jia Dongxu was thinking, he walked a few steps to catch up with Yi Zhonghai, and the two came to the outside of the workshop together.

When he came to the corner, Jiang Ping'an took out a large front door bag from his clothes pocket, handed one to Yi Zhonghai, and ordered one himself.

After lighting a match, the two of them suddenly swallowed the clouds and mist.

"It's definitely not good for you kid to look for me, let's say, what's the matter?"

Yi Zhonghai let out a long breath of smoke and asked.

Jiang Ping'an smiled, took out the radio ticket from his pocket, and explained:

"Not long ago, Deputy Director Li rewarded me with a radio ticket, and I want to take the time to buy it and listen to it."

Yi Zhonghai raised his hand and took a puff of cigarette, frowned, and said, "Do you have the money to buy it?" You still owe me eighty-five dollars, when do you plan to pay it back? ”

"I'm afraid I won't be able to pay it back for a while." Jiang Ping'an shook his head and said bluntly, and said:

"At the same time, I want to borrow some more from you, you know that I don't have any savings, but this radio ticket is delivered to my hand, and I feel itchy if I don't buy it."

"That's just as well!" Yi Zhonghai nodded and said, "Then you wait for me to get off work and go back to the courtyard to find me." ”

The money was lent to Jiang Ping'an, and Yi Zhonghai had nothing to worry about.

Although Jiang Ping'an spends money lavishly, every time he borrows money from him, it is for business, and he usually has no other bad habits except smoking and drinking.

And after Jiang Ping'an borrowed the money, he could pay it back quickly.

Even if you can't get it yet, you will say hello in advance, which is quite reputable.

Jiang Ping'an hurriedly said: "Don't, I just happened to be free in the afternoon, and I can't wait to buy the radio back, you go to the workshop and other workers to help me borrow some first." ”

"You're too shameless, aren't you, enjoy it with you, I not only want to lend you money, but also take a favor into it?" Yi Zhonghai's face was full of black lines, and he was speechless.

However, for Yi Zhonghai, he is not afraid that others will trouble him, but he is afraid that others will ignore him.

For him, who is looking for someone to retire from, more spare tires are essential.

And Jiang Ping'an often troubles him, which is a manifestation of closeness and trustworthiness, Yi Zhonghai is not unhappy, but very pleased.

"Hehe...... Jiang Ping'an smiled and said, "Who called you the master in our yard?" I'm in trouble, who don't look for you? ”

Yi Zhonghai couldn't cry or laugh, and scolded with a smile: "You still rely on me, right?" ”