The days of leading the winery to build infrastructure together

Mihua Town, on a certain construction site.

"Om-"

The drill bit of the electric drill was nailed on the steel plate and there was a roar, and sparks flew everywhere. The man in full protective clothing punched a row of neat holes in the steel plate with the instrument, then he stopped the instrument and pushed up the goggles , carefully observed the result I had just made, and after making sure it was correct, he let out a long sigh of relief and patted the powder dust on his body.

"So, today's task is also completed." The man's tone became a little more brisk. He jumped off the console and looked at the ordinary employee who came over with a cautious smile on his face. With words, he patted the hired worker on the shoulder, "Come on, finish the rest of the work as soon as possible, and I invite you to go out and have fun."

"Great, thank you, supervisor." The other construction workers who surrounded him also laughed happily, "You can decide."

"That's right, Mr. Matsuda was promoted last month, but he hasn't said anything yet." These people are very good at talking, and they directly call the deputy director the supervisor, which sounds comfortable.

"Ah, stop talking," Matsuda Jinhei scolded with a smile, "You guys can be more serious when you do things, and let me spend less time thinking, that's the real thank you."

"Oh, of course." Those people responded perfunctorily, Matsuda Jinping couldn't help but sigh, and could only wave his hands again and again, blasting them away, out of sight.

The man who brought another group of people over had a smile on his face. He looked gentle and gentle. He rolled up his sleeves, checked Matsuda Jinpei's results again, and said to him with a smile, "Yo, Matsuda, you've done a good job recently."

"Take a break, it's noon." Haga Ryoichi threw an unopened can of soda to Matsuda Jinpei.

"Oh, thank you." Matsuda Jinhei took the drink, poured it down, breathed a sigh of relief, and casually wiped the sweat from his forehead with the hem of his clothes.

He is now a hardworking engineer, and has led the team to complete two large buildings, mainly responsible for the circuit laying and power supply design in the entire building...

It sounds rustic.

Matsuda Jinpei's shoulders slumped.Compared with the horror days of wearing protective clothing to defuse bombs in the past, the past few months are like the little mermaid's tail bubble, broken and strange.

He hadn't been so energetic in the first place, and even thought about paddling casually to fool him.But he is the project leader, and when he paddles, the employees below paddle with him, and many people even do things that are shoddy and sneaky.

This is building a house!Living in the future is a matter of human life!How could such a sloppy project be done so hastily! ?The behavior of the subordinates made him laugh angrily. Out of a sense of responsibility, he had to force himself to strictly supervise them.

Later, Ryoichi Haga specially reminded him that these buildings are the future research and development base and branch of Kung Fu Cuisine; the branch of Dorobeka, the brand toy factory...

And who are the future users of these buildings?His old classmates Jiang Gu Ling and Zhu Fu Jingguang...

Come on, Matsuda Jinping originally only had [-] points for seriousness, but now he has to take out [-] points.

He began to cram all the knowledge related to architecture and engineering all night long, fearing that something would happen to him, a fool who became a monk halfway through, and the buildings he built in the future would not be strong enough, which would harm his old classmates who used the buildings.

He was in charge of bomb disposal himself, so there was no problem with being careful and cautious.I am studying engineering again, so I have no problem dealing with the most basic hands-on relationship and potential safety hazards in buildings.Soon he became proficient, and even with the addition of supporting role halo, he did better than many old engineers who had worked for four or five years.

At least Haga Ryoichi couldn't help being amazed every time he looked at the other party's conscientious state and remembered how unmotivated he was before, and began to think that Bolivar's arrangement was too suitable.

Matsuda Jinpei couldn't help but let out a big yawn. He had dark circles under his eyes recently. He was exhausted at the construction site during the day, and at night he turned on the lights and read to supplement those basic knowledge.

Ah, damn Jianggu bastard, in order to fix the house where you will work in the future, I lost a lot of hair and how many brain cells died.

There was a bit of resentment in his heart, and he began to blame Bolivar Rosales for being too confused in employing people, and he actually entrusted such an important matter to himself, a newcomer.And looking at the past examples of this president, the other party does have the characteristics of boldly using newcomers.

But the opponent's luck has been very good, the newcomer appointed is reliable, and there is no overturning.

This aroused the dissatisfaction of Matsuda Zhenping.

"Have you heard the rumors a few days ago?" Haga Ryoichi asked, he opened his handbag and handed the boxed lunch to Matsuda Jinpei.

Matsuda Jinpei took it naturally, and then found a step on the construction site and sat down. Haga Ryoichi followed him, and the two of them sat side by side holding lunch boxes.

The lunch box has meat and vegetables, and there are a few prawns. Although the box is very simple, the contents are very affordable.

Matsuda Jinpei shaved the burrs on his chopsticks, and then asked: "Huh? What news?"

"Oh, it has something to do with you too. There is a high school detective named Kudo Shinichi, who has become popular recently and is so domineering. What is he called, the savior of the Japanese police." Ryoichi Haga joked with a smile.

"..." Matsuda Zhenhei frowned, "Are you kidding me?"

"That's not true, you see he's already in the newspaper." Hagara said with a smile, he took out the newspaper, and slammed it in front of the opponent.

It was printed with Kudo Shinichi's rampant smiling face, and the title line "His name is Kudo Shinichi, successfully cracked the secret room murder case, and the high school student detective solved another case", which hurt Matsuda Jin flat eyes.

"..."

"Is this newspaper joking?" Matsuda Jinping said casually, with an indifferent tone.

"Well, it's real." Hagara smiled and said, "It seems that your previous resignation was really a wise move. The Metropolitan Police Department has completely declined."

Hearing these words, Matsuda Jinpei was a little harsh, and he let out a laugh: "At least I was a policeman before. Even though I resigned voluntarily, don't show your contempt so blatantly."

"Okay, that's my fault." Haga Ryoichi responded amiably.

Matsuda Jinpei also felt that his reaction was a little too aggressive. After all, in the view of the other party, it was the Metropolitan Police Department who ran him off in anger, and he might deliberately say something bad about the Metropolitan Police Department to take care of his mood.

So he changed the subject to another place: "It's my problem. Well, let's not talk about it. Recently, there has been a lot of excitement in Millikin. I heard that Boss plans to organize a team to go to the South Pole to play with penguins?"

Are these rich people so leisurely?Jinping Matsuda declined to comment.

"Oh, that's true." Hagara's eyes were dark, and his tone was a little weird, "I heard that the construction of Mo City is almost complete. Everyone has been busy for several months and is very tired. And there just happened to be a gentleman. Here comes the invitation."

"I heard that Boss will personally lead the team. Manager Amuro, Manager Midorikawa, Assistant Garcia, Assistant Olga, etc. will all go." Ryo Haga counted the names one by one.

Hearing this string of names, Matsuda Jinping's face also changed. He turned the chopsticks in his hand, feeling more and more uncomfortable.

"Afterwards, Ms. Miyano will bring the rest of her team to the newly built Torobeka Square for a preview. Torobeka will officially cut the ribbon soon." Haga Ryoichi was not in a relaxed mood anymore. Put the bread in his hand into his mouth three times, clapped his hands, "I'll go first."

Matsuda Jinpei nodded indiscriminately. After Haga Ryoichi left completely, he picked up the newspaper on the ground, checked the news again, and couldn't help feeling: "Young people nowadays are really scary."

"...But I still can't see it." Matsuda Jinhei rubbed his hair, "Ah, damn it! What the hell are Officer Megure and the others doing? How could a high school student steal the limelight?"

"...And that one, the bastard connector, who is it? He is mysterious and has not shown up until now, clearly saying that he is short of people..." Matsuda Jinpei suddenly thought that in Grid, the pseudonym Lvchuan Hikari's Zhu Fu Jingguang also thought of Fugu Ling, whose pseudonym Amuro Toru.He had a bad premonition in his heart, and then slapped himself on the face.

Probably not what he thought.

And it was not easy for Bolivar holding the invitation letter. He did not take the invitation letter on his own initiative.

"You've worked so hard recently, go outside and relax." The sender was that gentleman.

Immediately afterwards, Mr. Houston, the shareholder of Wynyard Company, and Belmode's agent sent an invitation letter to Bolivar, and they took the lead in investing in the Antarctic Penguin March Tour project.

The date is next week, very urgent.Mr. Houston sent [-] or [-] tickets, six of which were different from ordinary tickets, showing that they were VIP class tickets.

Bolivar took a deep breath, and his pen rested on the paper, leaving a deep ink dot.

In his office, he was silent, thinking for a long time, until the sound of an ambulance roaring outside the window woke him up.Like a stone statue that suddenly came to life, he finally came back to his senses and dialed the phone.

"Garcia, help me inform Midorikawa, Amuro, Olga... and Kurosawa," Bolivar closed his eyes slightly, "You guys, and I, are going to Antarctica next week... ..."

"Vacation." Bolivar said with a heavy tone.

"? Are you joking?" Garcia asked subconsciously, but soon realized something, and his tone became a little dignified, "Okay, I understand. Please rest assured and leave it to me."

"Grid, please be sure to arrange the relevant matters." Garcia couldn't help but test, "Actually, I can stay..."

"No." Bolivar refused straight away, with a hint of threat in his words, "Last time I left you in Miriken, but you blew up my house."

Garcia stopped talking and hung up the phone silently.

Bolivar clicked his tongue lightly, his brows darkened a little.

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The author has something to say:

There is a change today, about nine o'clock in the evening...

感谢在2022-03-2910:47:52~2022-03-3017:29:00期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Rotate to pick up the blade, Yun Yinyou 1;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：美玉49瓶；瑞宁30瓶；斯塔克工业员工、巨蟹座20瓶；荆棘铜驼15瓶；pkmht3瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!