An Ning sat down and waited for Director Jin's answer.

"That's the case, the design you gave Lao Li is well drawn, we want to ask you to look at our machinery factory and see if there is anything that needs to be improved."

"What can you give me?"

An Ning's straightforward question reminded Director Jin of what Director Li said, and he immediately smiled and said: "Yes, there must be, I also have a job quota here, and it's okay to give money tickets." ”

"Yes."

An Ning got up and asked, "Do you want to watch it now?" ”

The simple and direct way of doing things made Director Jin really unaccustomed to it, but he also quickly got up and went to their factory with An Ning.

"The current factory is mainly for the production of tractors, and the drawings you give to Director Li need different machines, and we need time to get them out before we can produce them."

At this time, several people have already entered the workshop.

Mr. Zhang Qihua followed An Ning's side and introduced him to the operation of each machine.

An Ning looked very seriously, and in her opinion, it was a fair deal.

The people in the workshop were a little confused.

Didn't Master Zhang dislike the person from Beijing?

But what's the matter with the little girl now?

Isn't it too enthusiastic?

Do you still want to see if you look good or not?

There are a lot of questions, but no one dares to ask.

When Master Zhang faced them, his temper was not so good.

A group of four people went around in each workshop, and when they turned out, they only saw An Ning stop, standing at the door of the workshop, thinking about something.

The two factory directors next to him, as well as the most powerful master of the machinery factory, were silent one by one and did not dare to speak out.

It is said that geniuses have their own world.

They didn't dare to bother.

"Do you have pen and paper?"

"Yes!"

The head of the gold factory led the way in front of him with quick legs and feet, entered an office, and An Ning took the professional drawing drawings and began to write and paint.

The three people standing at the door of the office looked at each other, and they didn't dare to speak.

After standing for about half an hour, a person came to the office to look for the gold director, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he was frightened back by the eyes of three people.

There is even a feeling of suffocation in the breath of being plundered, is this to eat people?

The gold mill pointed to the side with one finger and said that side silently.

The people outside quietly moved over, and they didn't even dare to take a big step.

The three people standing at the door also moved over and closed the office door lightly.

Director Jin took the staff and went to the corridor to run errands.

Outside the office, Mr. Zhang Qihua and Director Li, each with a chair, sat outside.

As the sun gradually sets, the last rays of the sun fade away.

The office lights are turned on, and the clock on the wall continues to move forward.

The sound of the clock ticking, I don't know how long I left, and the three people guarding the door were a little dazed.

"Click".

Three people woke up.

"I'm all right."

An Ning walked out with a roll of drawings, and naturally walked to the side of the three people, unfolded, and began to speak.

"This one is a production line for retrofitting tractors."

"This one is a new type of machinery and production process that will be used in textile mills."

"First of all, let's start with blank manufacturing... Relying on the movement trajectory of the tool to obtain the shape of the required parts, the lathe turns the outer circle of the ball, and rotates the empty parts... Using the six-point rule of workpiece positioning, the rotational degree of freedom and the degree of freedom of movement are used to determine the unique position ......"

An Ning's words continued, but except for the old man Zhang Qihua, who barely kept up, the other two were completely lost.

In the end, Mr. Zhang Qihua was finally lost.

When An Ning paused, Director Jin finally interjected.

"An Ning, we don't understand."

"Don't understand? Then I'll talk about it again. ”

An Ning pointed to the place where he started, to start over.

Director Jin hurriedly stopped and said, "That's not what you mean, we can't understand what you say a few times." ”

An Ning finally stopped, and said a little distressedly: "Then what should I do?" I'm going to go home and farm. ”

"What?"

Director Jin didn't understand something, and An Ning had to repeat it again: "I still have to go home to farm." ”

Director Jin heard clearly, looked at Director Li, and saw Director Li nodding.

"You see if this will work, you stay for a few days, explain it to our master, and then you don't need it, I will pay your salary."

"Or if you want to come to work, or if someone else comes to work."

An Ning didn't directly refuse, nodded and agreed, but she wanted to go home first, and she didn't bring anything.

"Okay, no problem, we have a car, take you back."

Things are finalized for the time being.

Tonight, An Ning temporarily lived in the staff dormitory.

Early the next morning, An Ning followed the truck from the machinery factory and went back to Sanhe Town and returned home.

She walked past the door of the brigade headquarters and suddenly stopped.

Koto Castle.

At this time, Jiangdong City was talking to Sun Dazhuang, Sun Dazhuang was full of impatience, and finally picked up a big broom in the yard and slapped it at Jiangdong City.

"You're fucking crooked!"

"And scare Lao Tzu! Who are you scaring about? ”

"Roll the calves!"

Where is Sun Dazhuang's opponent in Jiangdong City, constantly dodging, and constantly shouting in his mouth: "You are Diao Min!" ”

"Stubborn!"

An Ning was just about to go up to help when she heard a few children shouting.

"Someone bullied the captain!"

"Someone hit the captain!"

An Ning simply joined the ranks and shouted with a loud voice.

The men, women, and children of the village, those with rolling pins, kitchen knives, sticks, brooms, and even those holding a cabbage, all rushed out.

"Who doesn't want to die, dare to bully our captain!"

"Grass! him! ”

Where has Jiangdong City seen this world, both shoes have been lost.

But a group of people, there are always fast running legs, you pull a handful, I grab a handful.

Jiang Dongcheng's hair had been cut off a lot, his clothes were torn into strips, and there were a lot of vegetable leaves on his head.

It looks miserable, but in fact there are not many wounds.

They all saw the broom beaten by the captain, and they all landed in the open space several times, which was a posture to drive people away.

The villagers have their own small life experience, and they can see it very accurately.

An Ning in the back took the opportunity to throw a few handfuls of weeds, and hit Jiang Dongcheng's head with precision.

As for the cabbage, he is not worthy.

Jiangdong City was absolutely deserted and fled, Sun Dazhuang stopped the villagers, waved his hand to everyone, and said very calmly: "Let's all go home." ”

"Okay, Captain."

"Say hello to something."

The villagers quickly dispersed, and An Ning came over from behind and asked Sun Dazhuang, "Captain, what are you doing in Jiangdong City?" ”

"You know him?"

Sun Dazhuang was even more surprised than An Ning.

"I've seen him in the county, and I don't like him."

"It's okay if you don't like it, it's not a good thing."