Wei Yao's words were so full of pretentiousness that Zheng Quchi dug his toes into the ground in embarrassment.
Hey, can you stop acting like your child has been bullied by others and you want to secretly stand up for her and seek justice?
Although she looked weak and difficult, not everyone could step on her. She just felt that it didn't matter and she felt more comfortable and relaxed standing on the sidelines.
The craftsmen present had a baffled look on their faces and a sour attitude of "This guy is so lucky", but he didn't deliberately doubt anything else.
If General Cai hadn't asked more out of curiosity and found out that there was a craftsman like her among the craftsmen group, and then found that she was too short, and even her hair was hidden by the head...
It is estimated that there was no guard officer Wei Kon who later "kindly" moved her forward.
They knew that this first-level craftsman named Ah Qing was forced into their craftsman corps through his relationship with Wei Jinwei.
Shame on the relationship households.
The relationship households are hateful.
The position where the craftsmen stood was a convention formed automatically and consciously by everyone, not a rule, so they were sour and dissatisfied in their hearts and could not open their mouths to argue.
On the other hand, the car builders were particularly happy to see that A Qing was not only carried up from behind by the general and the others, but also placed in such a conspicuous position near the front.
In this way, although they are not standing together, they are close enough that they can be seen.
Being noticed by so many people at once, Zheng Quchi hesitated, should she step on this step or not?
Yu Wen Sheng tilted his head at this time, touched his bright red lips with his white gloves, chuckled lowly, and joked: "Why, this newcomer named A Qing wants me to personally invite you to come forward. Are you willing to move?"
Zheng Quchi suddenly raised his eyes and looked up.
Didn't we agree not to expose our relationship? What are you doing? !
Exposed?
no.
He still smiled harmlessly, but Zheng Quchi knew that he was telling the truth, so she no longer hesitated: "I don't dare, little one."
She was refreshed and stepped forward proudly. As soon as she moved, others treated her like a plague and quickly began to give up their seats. In the end, she found that she was standing alone in a row...
She rolled her eyes and looked left and right.
So bare.
So alone.
No one in the front row wanted to be with her. In her position, she had become the "leader" invisibly.
Hey, this is not as good as the original position.
The corners of Zheng Quchi's mouth dropped and he complained secretly.
Wei Yao understood her little expression so well that he snickered secretly, while Fu Rong secretly gave her a pitiful look asking for blessings. Wang Zebang still had the same indifferent expression as if he didn't want to get in trouble. This issue.
Yu Wensheng held his chin, looking at Zheng Quchi's suffocated expression as if he was enjoying it, and he was so happy that he dared not speak out.
I don't know when she started laughing in front of him.
But he's not blind. He looks fake at first glance, with no real feelings mixed in.
He likes the real her, whether she is happy, surprised, angry or frustrated, or even when she occasionally retreats from his annoyance, he feels that it is more beautiful than that perfunctory smile.
Wang Zebang stepped forward and began to announce: "Let's get started. Turn over the signs in your hands. There are numbers on the back that belong to you. I will call people to the high platform in order in a while."
When the craftsmen group heard this, they quickly put away their other thoughts and turned over the voting wooden cards in their hands. Some people were happy, while others were worried.
The first one to play is definitely the most nervous.
Those who are not prepared are definitely the most miserable.
Those who have confidence naturally expect it.
A craftsman asked: "I dare to ask Adjutant Wang, if this is a team together, when the number is called, will they go up together? Or will one person be sent up to represent them?"
Wang Zebang said sternly: "We can come together and send representatives."
Does this mean just follow them?
"Oh, thank you, Adjutant Wang, we understand."
Seeing that no one raised any questions, Wang Zebang said: "Now the person who has called the number comes on stage."
"Number one."
"arrive."
A big man with a slanted bun and a tender, square face held the No. 1 plate and stretched out his hands nervously. He wiped the sweat from his head and hurriedly called two handymen to carry a square table together.
In the Seven Kingdoms, where the round table is the mainstream dining table, he built a square table. Let’s not talk about innovation or not. What does the four round things carved on it mean?
On the Dahan platform, I looked left and right, not knowing where to stand or which direction to introduce.
Wang Zebang sighed speechlessly: "The voters are master craftsmen, please introduce your woodware to them."
"Oh." The big man understood, and he walked to the table: "This is the longevity table. I specially make it for blessing and longevity. Uh, you can take a look. There is a longevity peach in each of its four corners. A longevity peach is not simple, it can be opened and something can be put inside, and its four legs are not straight lines, but zigzag, what is important is..."
After he finished explaining, the others only felt that their interest was waning and they had no interest.
Wang Zebang announced the voting results.
"One ticket."
This vote should be purely a vote of friendship from him, otherwise Ling Guangdan's end would be too ugly.
Although this seven-foot tall man was indeed almost crying when he came off the stage.
"Number two."
When No. 2 came on stage, he applied: "We are a team of two wooden players. I am No. 2 and my team member is No. 14. Can I go on stage together?"
"Can."
The handymen were dispatched again to move the exhibits onto a stand that was more than 20 centimeters high. It was a delicate cabinet, half a person tall and about two arms long.
They opened the cabinet and saw an ordinary standing cabinet. The design inside was quite ingenious. The large layout changed into small layouts, and the size could be changed... Isn't this a custom-made wardrobe with removable grids?
"Four votes."
The next craftsmen who came on stage all made what they were good at, so they weren’t spectacular, but they were still remarkable.
But these are not what Yu Wensheng wants.
He raised his eyelids in boredom, half lazily watching as craftsmen came on and off the stage one after another, playing with things that had long been commonplace with only slight changes and innovations.
Nothing new.
There wasn't even a single thing that caught people's eyes.
Until it was Fu Changfeng's turn to call.
He had a busy day yesterday, repairing his broken crane. Although there are still problems, at least it can be used for display.
He called a dozen handymen and together they pushed the crane onto the stage.
To explain in advance, Fu Changfeng bowed to Yu Wensheng: "General, this instrument is not perfect, but Chang Feng is very confident in himself. As long as you give me a little more time, it can be put into use."
Seeing the crane, which could be regarded as a heavy wooden machine, Yu Wensheng was slightly distracted.
"Tell me, what is this thing of yours called and what is it used for?"
"It's called a boom, and it doesn't have wheels, because having wheels will make its chassis thinner and greatly reduce its load-bearing capacity. I plan to fix it in one place. It's really troublesome to move it, but I did it accordingly. Push the chassis, it has wheels to carry loads..."
His detailed explanations are well-founded and you can see that he put his heart into the design and racked his brains to perfect it.
Many people were amazed and praised.
Zheng Quchi also listened with great interest and felt that his thinking was quite open, but it was not in line with his explosive temper.
Therefore, talented people do not necessarily have high moral standards. The former is an innate talent, while the latter is an acquired self-cultivation. They are not equal and cannot be confused.
However, he has indeed taken a big step forward in the construction of large-scale buildings in Ye through his own efforts. If his crane can be promoted nationwide as he wishes.
This fact makes Zheng Quchi quite admired.
But... someone murmured below: "Let me tell you, do you realize that Fu Changfeng's crane looks quite familiar..."
"When you said that...I seem to have remembered, is this Sang Xuanqing's one..."
"Yes, earth lifter, I remembered it. Isn't he copying someone else's stuff?"
"Yes, let me tell you, Fu Changfeng only has this ability."
Fu Changfeng was stingy by nature, but he couldn't bear to hear others say such things. He became angry and immediately refuted loudly regardless of the occasion.
"Yes, I was inspired by Sang Xuanqing's lifting tools, but can only Sang Xuanqing be the only one who can do this lifting equipment? What I did was no worse than hers, and I also added my own Why can’t I do my thoughts and feelings?”
He was shouting almost at the top of his lungs.
Zheng Quchi looked at him like this, opened his mouth, and wanted to say something, but he heard the man who controlled everyone's destiny on the high platform spoke.
"If you have the ability, you can also learn from Fu Changfeng and take things from other countries and make them your own, but can you do that?"
Seeing that Yu Wensheng actually spoke for him, Fu Changfeng's eyes turned red on the spot, feeling as aggrieved as a child weighing more than 100 pounds, while the others turned pale and hurriedly lowered their heads, not daring to speak anymore.
"You didn't listen to a word of what he said just now. He can make the same thing better than the original one, but not exactly the same. Does this count as copying?"
Yu Wensheng asked the people in the audience with a smile.
Now no one dared to say anything, it was as quiet as a cicada.
When Zheng Quchi saw Yu Wensheng's words, it was like "birds flew away from thousands of mountains, and people disappeared from thousands of paths." Who dared to speak again? There was no one, and she swallowed what she was about to say.
However, she glanced at Yu Wensheng unexpectedly, not expecting what he thought...
Suddenly, she remembered that she saw so many old and damaged equipment made in other countries piled up in the warehouse, and her lips twitched. They must have been specially collected by Yu Wensheng during the war.
She had already seen that he was an importer who was not afraid of meat and vegetables.
Wang Zebang continued: "Then vote."
After one round, he counted the votes and finally announced: "Fu Changfeng, thirty-one votes."
When Fu Changfeng heard the number of votes, everyone was stunned. He did not expect so many people to vote for him. After all...he failed this time and could only be regarded as a defective product on display.
However, he suddenly felt that his efforts were worth it. At least so many people had seen his results, and the general... the general also recognized him!
He is not copying, he just draws on other people's successful experience, and he happens to be quite expert in this area. He will definitely present the crane perfectly every time, and he will never let down the general's trust!
The craftsmen who came on stage one after another basically got a few votes, and the ones with high scores were as high as ten or so, but those with high scores like Fu Changfeng, who were recognized by General Yuwen, were very rare.
When he thought of this, he smiled proudly and proudly.
The craftsmen group had been on stage for half an hour when Wang Zebang called out according to the serial number: "No. 34."
"arrive."
Mu Gaoyi waited for a long time, and when it was finally his turn, he quickly stretched out his hand and answered the call one after another.
Wang Zebang was disturbed by his jump and frowned: "Come on stage."
"Wait a minute, there are a lot of us, let me report our numbers to them first." Mu Gaoyi said.
Wang Zebang has been busy with affairs recently, taking care of internal and external affairs, so he has not paid attention to what has happened recently in the craftsmen group. Naturally, he does not know what "a little" means when Mu Gaoyi said that they have a lot of people.
He said with a solemn face, "Such a big stage, isn't it big enough for you to stand on? Is it possible that the rest of the craftsman group are all from the same team as you?"
He believed that Mu Gaoyi was deliberately exaggerating to cause trouble.
Mu Gaoyi laughed dryly: "Well, although it's not all, it should be most of the rest."
Wang Zebang was stunned when he heard this.
"How many people are there?"
"Brothers, let's all come on stage together and call Adjutant Wang to see how many of us there are."
"Good!"
Gao Muyi raised his voice and shouted, and dozens of people around him responded vigorously at the same time. Only one person in front lowered his head and responded weakly.
"...Okay."
Damn it, it's even more embarrassing and embarrassing than standing alone in a row just now.
The main thing is not shouting, and not being gregarious.
One, two...a dozen, until their team almost occupied a small part of the high platform, Wang Zebang finally counted them all. There were thirty-three people here.
At this time, Mu Gaoyi looked around and found someone under the stage: "Aqing, what are you doing down there? Come up quickly."
With his voice, Zheng Quchi once again became a conspicuous person, but this time, she decided not to give anyone a chance and rushed forward like an arrow.
"Stop yelling, I'm coming!"
She stopped quickly.
When Wang Zebang saw his wife also coming on stage, he opened his mouth: "...she too?"
"Yes, Adjutant Wang, there are thirty-four of us in total."
No, if there are so many of them, if they all vote for themselves, wouldn’t there be thirty-four votes? Wang Zebang immediately realized that there was something unreasonable in the hastily decided voting method.
Mainly, no one expected that there would be such a large team of "undercover" agents inside.
He immediately corrected him: "You have exceeded the number of people. Thirty-four people make up a team. Therefore, you cannot vote for yourself and disrupt the fairness of the vote."
"Hey, this isn't fair, they are in front..."
"There are at most two or three people in front of them, but there are thirty-four of you. In terms of numbers, this is unfair to the others." Wang Zebang interrupted him.
Mu Gaoyi thinks this is the truth, but...
If we cross out these people, there will be only about 70 votes left. Among them there are many people who can't deal with them, so it will be difficult for them to get more votes than Fu Changfeng.
Because those who voted for Fu Changfeng would definitely not vote for them.
If we subtract the thirty people who voted for Fu Changfeng, wouldn't there be only about forty votes left?
(End of chapter)
