Siheyuan: The road to counterattack for the little transparent

It turned out that the factory had received a new production task, and in order to encourage the workers to work overtime willingly, the leaders decided to hold a dinner party in the factory.

Since it is a dinner party to boost the morale of the workers, the dishes must not be shabby. At least there must be meat in the dishes.

The steel rolling mill is a large factory with tens of thousands of workers. When so many workers get together to eat, a lot of things need to be prepared.

With the negotiation of the leaders above, food was not a problem, and vegetarian dishes were even less of a problem. Now the problem was with meat dishes, as the food station could only provide a limited amount, and the steel mill had to find a way to supply the shortage.

The factory leaders have already issued instructions that the sooner the workers' dinner party is held, the better. This puts all the pressure on the Purchasing Department 3, which is responsible for purchasing food and drinks.

It is also for this reason that the new bicycle that Section Chief Su applied to the factory for was successfully approved and delivered to the factory today.

Section Chief Su patted Lin Donglai on the shoulder and said earnestly, "Xiao Lin, our section is under a lot of pressure this time. The time is tight and the task is heavy. Everyone has to work hard to prepare for this dinner together."

"Chief Su, I'd like to ask, what kind of meat dishes does the factory generally need?" Lin Dong looked at him and raised his question.

"Chicken, duck, fish, pork, lamb, rabbit, beef, and eggs are all fine." After thinking for a while, Section Chief Su said, "The demand is huge this time, so whatever we can buy will count. The more the better! The factory only gave us three days, so the sooner the better."

Since there was no limit to the types, Lin Donglai felt relieved. He smiled and said to Section Chief Su, "Okay, Section Chief Su, I'll go home and make some arrangements first. I'll go out of town this afternoon to take a look."

"But I want to apply for some money and tickets from the factory, so that I can buy the right things directly when I find them. Do you think it's okay?"

When Section Chief Su heard this, he agreed without thinking. He took him to his office, collected the necessary receipts and signed for confirmation. Then Lin Donglai walked out of the purchasing department.

When we arrived at the parking lot, a brand new 28-inch bicycle was parked at the front. It was shiny black and stood out among all the bicycles.

Lin Donglai took out the bicycle key and turned it. The lock opened with a "click". He then held the handlebars and pushed the bike outside to check its condition.

The tire was fully inflated, probably because it had been pumped before being sent to the factory. I squeezed the brake and it felt good. I pressed the bell and it made a crisp and pleasant sound.

He couldn't help but secretly sigh: Bicycles of this era look really sturdy, worthy of being ranked first among the three-turn and one-ring bicycles.

The so-called "three turns and one ring" were luxuries in family life in that era, namely bicycles, watches, sewing machines and radios, with bicycles ranking first.

Lin Donglai hasn't ridden a bicycle for many years. He remembers that the last time he rode a bicycle was in elementary school before he traveled through time. At that time, he would race with his friends on country roads on bicycles during the summer vacation, and he often won first place.

By the time I grew up, bicycles had been replaced by electric bikes, and riding a bicycle naturally became a distant memory.

Although it was a distant memory, it was a skill he had already learned after all. The memory of death quickly returned to Lin Donglai's mind the moment he stepped on one leg after getting on the bike.

He tried to straighten the front of the bike as he remembered, put his feet on the pedals, and soon he was pedaling smoothly and easily.

The bike looked big and heavy, but it was quite light to ride. Lin Donglai couldn't help but ride it around the factory for a long circle before he rode towards the factory gate with satisfaction.

The factory has a rule that people riding bicycles in and out of the factory need to get off and push the bicycles. Lin Donglai got off his bicycle when he was about to reach the factory gate and was pushing the bicycle out of the factory.

Xu Damao happened to be outside the factory gate at this time. He was going to the factory to get projection equipment to go to the countryside to play telephones. He was also pushing a cart towards the factory. When their eyes met, he was very surprised and his eyes widened in disbelief:

"Lin Donglai, is that you?" Then he stretched out his hand and waved, turned the bicycle in his hand around, walked to Lin Donglai and asked, "Dongla, where did you get the bicycle? Did you steal it?"

When they heard Xu Damao talking about stealing words, everyone in the security department turned their heads at the same time and stared at the two of them with serious faces.

Seeing Xu Damao's eyes full of suspicion and jealousy, Lin Donglai felt extremely disgusted from the bottom of his heart and didn't want to pay any attention to him at all.

Seeing this reaction, Xu Damao felt that Lin Donglai was afraid to answer his question because he was guilty, so he became even more excited and shouted at the top of his voice: "You little brat, why don't you say anything?"

"Hey? Lin Donglai, your brother Damao is asking you a question. Tell me quickly, is this new bicycle stolen?"

Since he was so angry, Lin Donglai didn't hesitate: "You silly guy, you don't think you are the only one in the factory who can get a bicycle, right? I'm not afraid to tell you that this is the bicycle that our department gave me."

Then he picked up the car keys and waved them in front of Xu Damao, saying, "This car is brand new. What do you think, Damao? Are you jealous?"

Xu Damao had never been called "Silly Mao" by anyone before, and in such a hurry he didn't even react, staring blankly at the car keys in Lin Donglai's hand.

The two people from the security department could no longer stand when they heard the conversation between the two men, and walked towards them: "You two, don't leave yet. Who stole the car? Whose car did you steal? Come here and explain clearly."

After learning that the new bicycle was allocated to Lin Donglai by the factory and seeing him unlock the bicycle with the key, the people from the security department smiled politely at Lin Donglai.

Then he turned to Xu Damao and scolded him, "Xu Damao, you are just telling lies with your eyes open! Here's a piece of advice for you: you can eat more, but don't talk nonsense. You should keep a lid on your mouth."

Xu Damao finally reacted, and nodded with an embarrassed smile. Then he looked at Lin Donglai riding away on his bike, and said with a fierce expression: "Good boy, you dare to call me Shamao, you wait for me."

When Lin Donglai rode his bike back to the courtyard, the third aunt was still sitting at the door of her house, staring at the gate while picking vegetables. When she heard the noise, she looked up and her eyes lit up.

"Wow! Donglai, is this your new bicycle? I've never seen such a new bicycle before. It's so shiny and beautiful." The third aunt walked up and touched her hand and asked, "You spent a lot of money on this bicycle, right?"

Hearing the voices, Yan Jiecheng also came out of the house. When he saw the bicycle, he had the same reaction as his mother, his eyes shining and he praised it repeatedly.

"Look at what you're saying, Third Auntie. How can I afford this bike? Even if I have the money to buy it, I don't have a bicycle ticket. To be honest, this bike was allocated to me by the factory. It's really a new bike."

Yan Jiecheng sighed, "Donglai, your factory is really good to you." He gave a thumbs up and said, "Look, Xu Damao's bike is also provided by the factory, it's not a new one. That guy always claims that he has the only bike in the factory, I don't know why he is so proud."

At this time, the three aunties joined in the complaint: "That's right, I just can't stand his stinky face. Now Donglai has a new bicycle, let's see how he can brag about it."

Lin Donglai said nothing and pushed the cart back home, leaving the mother and son, who had a common language, to criticize Xu Damao...