In order to live in seclusion, I tricked my roommate into falling in love

In fact, the two of them have played a double act and said: "I'm really not here to do anything, I'm just interrupting you."

"I don't care. You said you would help me. If you don't help me, who will?"

Zi Xiaowei was still determined: "Don't bother with this silly gender routine of township entrepreneurs. You said you are not as skilled as your mother. You are just using my father as a hostage and borrowing me. I don't want to pay you. Okay, so is my dad.”

Boss Dai laughed and scolded: "It's my mom and your dad! Damn it, it's so dirty."

When we came out of the elevator, there was already a sea of ​​people behind the building, just like in the subway station during the morning rush hour.

When Zi Xiaowei saw the crowd, he immediately reached out and pulled down the work cap on Dai Anni's head, and also pulled some of her hair to cover it.

Otherwise, the situation would definitely be chaotic.

Because a large number of people were walking into the building, many people were pouring out.

Boss Dai also lowered his head, took Zi Xiaowei's arm and squeezed into the crowd.

In addition to the back door, there is a row of parking spaces, which looks a little isolated by a green belt. Passing by the gate, you are directly thrown into the noisy "factory village".

It's strange that the company she looks at every day, her own kingdom, rarely has such an opportunity to "visit privately incognito".

It happened that both of them were wearing work clothes, and it happened to be a last-minute idea. Even the general managers, bosses at all levels, and ministers who numbered dozens or hundreds of people didn't have time to know where the boss was.

It seemed like he had slipped into the sea like this.

There are dark blue work clothes everywhere, and there are workers everywhere who are swearing and flirting.

There are mostly women on the production line, but there are also many men in pattern making, warehousing, and freight forwarding.

Those who go to work talk about their families and their families, while most of those who come off work are exhausted and silent.

Occasionally, there are couples waiting behind to meet each other, telling them to pick up their children in the afternoon and that the food is in the pot.

Zi Xiaowei, who had never lived in a factory, seemed to have returned to the time and space of spinning mills described countless times in literary works of the Republic of China.

Except that the work clothes look a little more regular, the capitalist has really never left.

But now she was leaning on him tenderly, lowering her head to get into his arms, and pressing her face against her work clothes, which attracted many compliments from those around her, such as how big this woman's ass is.

Zi Xiaowei found it very novel. He had never been in a factory environment where he was driving screws after studying in middle school, high school, university and then teaching and training.

It is rare to see such a large-scale factory interior in urban areas.

Not to mention that due to extensive management, it has evolved into this unconventional residential area situation for more than ten years.

It’s hard to see clearly from upstairs, but it turns out that hidden under the “camouflage tarps” of large trees are densely packed self-built houses, mostly five or six floors.

It all depends on the restriction of five- and six-story facade houses and commercial and residential buildings facing the street. Otherwise, these buildings may have to be developed to higher levels.

Zi Xiaowei walked through the crowds of people for a long time.

Diane had been burying her head, but maybe she was bored and quietly raised her head, but she still felt dirty: "Why are they eating on the roadside, aren't they afraid of the dust?"

A former Chinese language college student responded: “They are just dust.”

Boss Dai was surprised, but he hugged her tighter, and she didn't feel too hot.

It's very dirty. It's very hot at noon in summer, and everything is dry and hot. There's no cleaning management here, and people are throwing things everywhere.

It is conceivable that the sanitary conditions have deteriorated over time.

Then just use a long wooden board to cover the bricks, and use it as a dining table on the roadside.

The workers who were eating were all crowded around the table, which was no different from the frontier working scenes promoted in the propaganda thirty or forty years ago.

I feel like I'm sitting in a garbage dump at any time.

Zi Xiaowei found a corner restaurant with a small crowd. It was estimated that Boss Dai would not eat this kind of food: "Let's have some pig's trotter rice."

Unexpectedly, the mother-in-law who sells rice is suspicious: "You two eat one portion, are you taking advantage of me?"

It turns out that the pork trotters are the signature dish, and other vegetarian dishes, rice, kimchi, and soup are all added at will. The financially strapped couple can indeed share the meal and be full.

Zi Xiaowei was dumbfounded: "Okay, okay, two copies! Scan here?"

The old lady, smoking a cigarette, was slowly cutting the braised pork trotters while observing the conjoined man: "You just got married, are you in a good relationship?"

Zi Xiaowei likes this kind of market attitude: "It was always like this in the beginning."

Got a slap right away!

Even with my head buried, I hit him steadily and hard.

The old woman laughed so much that the ash from her cigarette was shaken in her rice: "Yes, yes, you can give birth to a son as soon as possible. Your relationship will always be good. Your wife's butt looks like she has given birth to a son."

Diane couldn't help but touch it, but pinched Zi Xiaowei's waist with her other hand, not knowing what to express.

Zi Xiaowei gave her the plate with cigarette ashes while she couldn't see it.

In fact, aside from the ashes, it is still very appetizing.

A bowl of white rice is placed on a large plate, the cooked pork trotters are torn into slices, and the soup is poured over it. A bowl of hot pot cabbage, a spoonful of green pepper sauce, and cold folded ear root and spicy dried tofu are piled on top. .

Still worth fifteen bucks.

It may just be a bit expensive in the eyes of the workers, so not many people eat it.

Zi Xiaowei was drooling. He dragged his big buttocks to the corner and sat down with his hands.

Only then did Diane see the large plate of greasy, red and messy food. In line with the environment on the ground, she retched.

The old woman looked at her and criticized Zi Xiaowei: "My wife has a baby, so she should eat lighter. Go buy her a glass of lemonade over there!"

Zi Xiaowei wanted to ignore him, but Boss Dai kicked him in the calf, so he had no choice but to go.

The distinguished rich woman actually drank the low-quality lemonade that cost five yuan a cup. She also took the hairy chopsticks and handed the fattest meat to Zi Xiaowei: "Isn't it kind of fun?"

Zi Xiaowei, who was devouring his food, paused: "You must not know what I'm looking at."

Boss Dai was curious: "Huh?"

Zi Xiaowei pointed around casually with his chopsticks: "You are really weird. This is supposed to be the backwardness that has been eliminated in coastal areas. You actually exist here without any care. I am ashamed of you."

Diane buried her head and quietly turned to look at him: "What does it have to do with you?"

It wasn't a tone of disgust and disdain, but a tone of curiosity and confusion. Paired with the factory uniform and work hat she was wearing, she finally looked like an ordinary girl.

Zi Xiaowei shook his head: "I majored in landscape gardening. This is an inevitable direction when the economy develops and everyone develops from living well to living well and living beautifully. You actually don't care about this kind of environment at all. What a shame for you." And you keep saying that these tens of millions of people are dependent on you, and you should have been able to make this place more beautiful."

A strange light flashed in Diane's eyes: "You should know the allusion of Sheng Mi'en and Dou Mi Qiu. If I make this place comfortable and atmospheric, not only will I have to invest a lot of money, but I will also spend a lot of money to maintain it. Many gray costs are passed on to the enterprise, and these employees who enjoy a good life will demand a salary increase, because the living expenses in all aspects must be much higher..."

Zi Xiaowei looked at it in surprise and nodded thoughtfully: "Well, if you think like this, you must understand human nature better than a nerd like me. I just saw this huge contrast, so I just said it casually."

Diane clicked on the lemonade straw and asked suspiciously: "Do you want to do this factory renovation project?"

Zi Xiaowei waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no, first of all, I have just learned, secondly, I have no experience in planting and construction, and finally, this just happens to be related to a certain academic focus that I have been studying recently. You know I went to university once, so this time It’s about getting twice the result with half the effort and speeding up. I treat this undergraduate program as a graduate student, so I’m interested in seeing these scenes. Well, it’s a bit boring, but it tastes pretty good. Let’s go.”

Boss Dai is indeed calculating and taking precautions at all times: "If you help me with this big anchor promotion and make money, I will pay for this transformation for you."

Zi Xiaowei got up and was about to buy a glass of lemonade to relieve his tiredness. He was shocked by this inequality: "I work for you, and then I earn money and use it to renovate your factory. How much favor do I still owe you? You If you don't show off like this, you'll be like a landlord."

Diane narrowed her eyes and smiled. She kept lowering her head and hiding her face on her knees. This kind of roadside food stalls are all small benches.

Now he stood up and returned to the state of burying his head in Zi Xiaowei's chest. The old woman saw it and suggested: "Since you have a baby, it's better to work less. Men should work harder at this time and work two more shifts. My wife and baby are both." Have a better life!”

Zi Xiaowei smiled and waved goodbye.

Diane was still angry: "Did you hear that? Men should work harder!"

Combined with the strength of the hug, she was obviously a bit into the drama.