Chapter 145 The eighty-year-old doormat (145) The vast world
"It doesn't matter, I live in a good place now." Mo Hongying said, looking at Factory Manager Ma in the sunshine with her amber pupils crushed.
"When I get the chance, I will solve the house problem for you first." Director Ma looked at her firmly and promised.
"No, there's no need to go out of your way to solve it. I'm living quite well now." Mo Hongying shook her head slightly.
"Then we need to change the pipes and turn on the heating." Director Ma said cheerfully, "Leave this matter to me!" He said as he walked, "You go ahead!" He left in a hurry.
Mo Hongying stretched out her hands to say that no one could be seen and she ran too fast.
It is better to have a heater than briquettes for heating. In this case, the briquettes will have to be used up! Otherwise, the display will get in the way, so move the briquettes outside for cooking.
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When Mo Hongying came home after get off work at noon, she saw Mo Jianshe walking around in front of her house with a cigarette in his mouth.
"What are you doing here?" Mo Hongying asked, looking at Mo Jianshe from a distance.
Mo Jianshe heard the sound and looked over. He immediately threw the remaining half of the cigarette in his mouth on the ground and stepped on it with his feet. His toes were tired of it.
"I have something to ask you." Mo Jianshe strode towards her.
Mo Hongying stared at the cigarette butt not far away and frowned slightly.
Mo Jianshe followed her gaze and looked back, "Can I just pick it up and throw it away now?" He walked over, picked it up, and threw it into the trash can on the roadside. He muttered, "I haven't seen it before. You're like this! You even said the smoke smells good!"
"Smoking is harmful to your health. You should smoke less." Mo Hongying looked at him with dark pupils and said.
"I don't smoke at home, I don't smoke." Mo Jianshe stamped his feet and said, "It's very cold outside, let's go inside and talk."
"Remember to wash your hands." Mo Hongying said, staring at his hands.
"I know, I know." Mo Jianshe nodded quickly, went to the bathroom, went to the toilet, and washed his hands.
Mo Jianshe knocked on the door before pushing it open and entering.
"Sit! What are you doing to me?" Mo Hongying put the briquette stove away, opened the chimney, and looked back at Mo Jianshe sitting on the bench.
"It's quite troublesome to make a fire to keep warm like this, isn't it?" Mo Jianshe said while looking at his sister who was busy.
"It's easy now. The stove has only been extinguished twice so far." Mo Hongying put down the tongs, pulled the chair in front of the desk and sat down facing him and said, "What do you want from me?"
"Hongying, you have to help me." Mo Jianshe sat up straight and looked at her and said.
"What do you need me to help you with?" Mo Hongying said with gleaming eyes.
"It's a work matter." Mo Jianshe looked at her with pleading eyes and said.
"Do you want to be transferred to the production line?" Mo Hongying looked at him with dark pupils and asked tentatively.
"No, no, the owner of the machine is expensive, and I, a person with rough hands and feet, dare not touch it." Mo Jianshe waved his hands and looked at her in a panic and said, "In today's assembly lines, what people want is quick eyes and quick hands. My hands and feet are too slow. , delaying things."
Mo Hongying raised her lips slightly when she heard this, smiled and said, "Then what do you want to do?"
"We can't just let the current production line move! We still have so many machines in the workshop that are out of production! You have to find a way to make them move so that we can move too." Mo Jianshe muttered, "Otherwise I don’t feel comfortable keeping my salary open.”
"Wouldn't it be better to take a rest?" Mo Hongying looked at him with a smile on her face and said.
"We can't rest anymore. My old arms and legs are getting rusty while I'm resting." Mo Jianshe lowered his head and said feebly, "I also know that those machines can't compare with the current production line, but they can make great contributions. They can't Just sweep them into the trash!"
"I have already mentioned this matter to Director Ma, and I will let you start work as soon as possible." Mo Hongying looked at him with warm jade eyes and said.
"Start work? None of our products can be sold." Mo Jianshe looked at her anxiously and said, "If you don't produce, you are waiting for death. If you produce, you are courting death." He waved his hands in a panic and said, "No, no."
"We do not produce the previous products. The products produced this time are mainly targeted at the rural market." Mo Hongying looked at him with glazed eyes and smiled, and explained the product production scope in detail.
The words made Mo Jianshe excited and full of energy.
Mo Jianshe's smile suddenly froze on his face, "Does this farmer have the money to buy it?"
"Farmers in the suburbs live a pretty good life." Mo Hongying looked at him with clear eyes and said.
"No way! It's so miserable. It's not an exaggeration to say that the family has only four walls." Mo Jianshe frowned and said with heartache, "We don't even have any household appliances."
"You have to say that it was really poverty in the past. In recent years, rural areas have first liberated productivity and implemented the household responsibility system to become rich first. As for household appliances, those in cities are not enough! They have to sell them with tickets. , The supply exceeds demand, do you think farmers can get the tickets?" Mo Hongying looked at him with bright eyes and said.
"It's really not possible without tickets. Now we still use food stamps and cloth tickets!" Mo Jianshe nodded when he heard this and said, "Our household appliances are all red plums brought back from the south. We don't need tickets."
"Well..." Mo Hongying put her index finger to her lips and looked at him without blinking.
"What are you looking at me for?" Mo Jianshe touched his face and said, "There is something dirty."
"No, no." Mo Hongying quickly shook her head after hearing this, "What I mean is that we should not only produce agricultural machinery, but also construction machinery, excavators, bulldozers, hook machines, road rollers... In the future, urban construction will develop greatly, and the country will be like Construction sites in general, these have a lot of potential.”
"Ahem..." Mo Jianshe coughed in shock, "You...you..."
"What am I doing!" Mo Hongying looked at him with big innocent eyes and said, "What's wrong?"
In the era of infrastructure madness in the future, you can’t do it without tools, use your hands!
There is a lot of potential for various types of construction equipment.
"Our engine is not good as you said." Mo Jianshe looked at her frustratedly and said.
"Let's make a concrete mixer!" Mo Hongying looked at him intently and said, "This requires a powerful motor, strong leather, and durability."
"That's okay." Mo Jianshe looked at her with sparkling eyes and said.
"If you want to be rich, you must first build roads. This is necessary!" Mo Hongying looked at him with eyes like glass beads and said, "Did you see the skyscrapers in the video?"
"I saw it, it's really high!" Mo Jianshe said with eyes filled with little stars.
"Are you envious?" Mo Hongying looked at her with bright black eyes and smiled slightly.
"Of course." Mo Jianshe said meaningfully, "You want to say that we can also build it, and we can't do it without those large construction equipment, right?"
"That's right! Start small, accumulate funds, and then we can do something big in the future." Mo Hongying looked at him with shining eyes and said.
(End of chapter)
