Siheyuan, the special forces at the beginning, make me kill you

When Li Weiqiang heard this, he quickly looked back.

He saw a green truck crashing towards him, and the co-pilot of the car, a man with a pot head and a big pancake face, waved at him and shouted at him.

"Go! Go! People will die!"

Li Weiqiang is from the army. Although he cooks in the cooking class, he often trains with his comrades in the army.

When the truck was about to hit him, he tiptoed his feet and jumped towards the open space next to him.

When Li Weiqiang stood still, he heard the man with the pot head on the truck yell out nervously.

"The brakes are not working well, the car can't stop, run!"

His words woke up the people who welcomed the celebration and beat gongs and drums, and soon the scene became chaotic.

"The car is coming!"

"Run!"

"Jump! Are you stupid?"

A row of people beating gongs and drums near the door on the right saw the truck approaching out of control and staggered towards them. They were so frightened that they threw away the gongs and drums and dispersed in a rush.

Bang!
Eventually the truck hit the wall next to the door, knocking out the headlights and the hood, but luckily the truck stopped.

"what!"

There was a scream, and the unlucky one was the man with the pothead who stuck his head out of the passenger window and yelled at people just now, his buttocks were stuck in the truck window and he couldn't move.

The driver of the main driver was a young man, and he had a bump on his forehead, but fortunately, there were no serious injuries.

Seeing that he didn't hit anyone, he bared his white teeth and smiled awkwardly, "It's my first time driving today, and I blamed me for using the gas pedal as a brake. Fortunately, nothing happened."

The pot head stuck in the car window heard it, and he gritted his teeth angrily, but held back his anger, and kept baring his white teeth and shouting with a smile.

"Brother, do me a favor, I'm stuck!"

"Oh! This... your butt is too big, it's too tight, you can't move it... wait, I'm trying too hard!"

"Okay! Thank you... ah!"

Before the pot cover could finish thanking the young driver, he was kicked on the buttocks by this guy, and kicked him out of the car window.

The pot head rolled on the ground several times, and finally a dog ate shit and kowtowed at Li Weiqiang's feet.

Li Weiqiang felt a little apologetic. Why did he make such a fuss?

Now there are still people who welcome him so warmly and kowtow to him, how embarrassed is he?

"You don't need to do such a big gift? I'll help you up!"

Before Li Weiqiang reached out to help him up, he saw the pot head suddenly lifted from the ground with a disheveled face, stood up rolling and crawling, and ran towards the back of the truck.

"Xiao Zhuang! My ancestor! Fortunately, you are fine! Otherwise, I would really die with you!"

Is it that exaggerated?
Is this Xiao Zhuang his father, or his grandfather?

Since he is so old, how dangerous is it to let him sit in the back of a truck?
Li Weiqiang originally wanted to take a look, but before he could find out what happened, those people who were beating gongs and drums, as well as those who had just escaped from the factory, all ran towards the back of the truck.

As long as no one is killed, he... still won't join in the fun.

In fact, Li Weiqiang was also a little embarrassed, because he could see that the workers and comrades in this factory did not welcome him at all, but welcomed an elder named Xiao Zhuang, a man with a pot head.

When he entered the factory, he wanted to find the factory manager or the secretary, and he wanted to give them a letter of introduction. He wanted to ask when he could come to work.

But the factory leader is not here today, and he also inquired about it, saying that a celebration meeting will be held in the cafeteria.

Now Li Weiqiang had self-knowledge, and he guessed that this celebration was not to celebrate him, but to celebrate that elder.

Now that they were all here, he followed a few workers and colleagues who were rushing to the cafeteria to have a look, looking for an opportunity to present the letter of introduction to the leader.

When we arrived at the cafeteria, Li Weiqiang found a stool and sat down.

As far as the current economic development is concerned, Li Weiguo thinks that the machinery factory is not bad.

He felt it from the moment he entered the machinery factory.

As he saw, there was the green truck before, and a green jeep parked in front of the cafeteria compound, and then there was the factory building of the machinery factory and the current cafeteria building.

On the whole, it is still good. It looks very new, as if it has just been built not long ago, and the style is also acceptable, not so old.

But now, there is a small red flag hanging in the cafeteria, and a temporary table is set up in front of the cafeteria, covered with a red carpet, and a big red couplet is hung on it, which reads - Warmly welcome Xiao Zhuang to the machinery factory!

Li Weiqiang has been in the army all year round, so he is sitting in a very upright posture, with his hands on his knees, his waist straight, and he is looking at the few people who are gradually walking onto the stage.

"The factory manager is about to speak!"

"Yeah! He just came to the factory not long ago, and I still heard him speak for the first time!"

"Hush! Listen to him!"

It is also a good thing for Li Weiqiang to hear the whispers of the workers and comrades around him, so that he can hear some powerful information and know who the factory director is.

The new factory director Liu Feng couldn't suppress his excitement and said with a smile.

"Comrades, our machinery factory and Nantai Commune are counterpart assistance units combining workers and peasants."

"This year, Nantai Commune is undergoing major water conservancy repairs, and almost all of their agricultural machinery has been damaged."

"Our factory gave full play to our mechanical advantages, and dispatched elite soldiers from departments such as vehicles, pliers, riveting, and electric welding to Nantai Commune for assistance..."

Factory director Liu Feng was talking on it, and Li Weiqiang's eyes inadvertently swept to the two people behind him.

He didn't need to watch or listen to it, the young men around him had already seen it, and whispered it from time to time.

"Ding Qiunan, don't you know him?"

"Who says they don't know each other? The flowers in our factory are so beautiful!"

"It's the first time I saw her, she is so beautiful! I'll take a second look!"

"It's not yours to look twice!"

This Ding Qiunan is recognized as the number one flower in the factory.

She was wearing a light yellow coat with a white collar and cuffs, her hair was braided in two braids, with a yellow flower on her side, but her beauty gave people a very cold look.

"Who are you looking at?"

"Who else can it be? Liang Ladi! See if she put on cream today, I'll take a scent from her!"

"Speak softly, don't let her hear you, and be careful that she burns you bald with a welding torch!"

"Come on, last time I didn't know who was burned off by Liang Ladi's welding torch, who told you to touch someone's hand if you owe it."

"Go, go, go! Be quiet and listen to what the factory manager has to say."

Li Weiqiang looked back to the other side, and that was Liang Ladi, a welder wearing a worker's blue overalls.

Liang Ladi has short hair that crosses the ears, and her eyes are black and bright. Even if she sits there quietly, she will give people a warm and hot feeling in her bones.

Wait!

Why are these two women's names so familiar?It's like the names of the two heroines in a TV series he brushed?
Li Weiqiang took a second look, wanting to confirm whether it was the two women he had seen.

Suddenly, he felt that a pair of eyes seemed to be staring at him, and that person seemed to be right beside him.