Back to the 80s Machinery Factory

Chapter 385 This girl is a tough guy

Yu Anshan felt a chill run down his spine and was almost cursing: "Back in the day, we all wore woolen gloves to work, and now we can write reports with gloves a little bigger? You group leaders can't figure these things out, so you come to me? Do I need to show you where the logistics department is?!"

Seeing that Yu Anshan was about to get angry, Dong Mangui hurriedly said, "We've also thought about it and wanted to go to logistics. But now even logistics staff need the leader's approval to get gloves. We were thinking of asking for permission first and then going through the procedures... Besides, this isn't a new era anymore! The new girls in the workshop say that we're talking about 'three things' now: civility, hygiene, and safety. Even the toilets are separated by gender. Why aren't the gloves numbered?"

damn it……

Yu Anshan wanted to smash his teacup over Dong Mangui's head.

"Go get it if you need it!!! Next time something like this happens, handle it yourselves, don't come looking for me!"

"I don't have that much free time to deal with your trivial matters about insoles and gloves."

Seeing that Dong Mangui was about to speak again, Yu Anshan suppressed his anger:
"Unless the vulcanizing machine explodes, don't bother me!"

"Crack~"

The door was locked, leaving Yu Anshan inside with his temples throbbing wildly.

"How did that brat Chen Luyang manage to keep this group in check?"

……

Outside
Dong Mangui let out a soft breath.

Facial recognition is a tough business to run...

……

quickly,

The news of the opening of the car maintenance and repair center in Pian'er City spread throughout the entire factory.

The three newspapers that Lao Lu brought were posted in three different places in the office.

It seems they felt the photo and article in the newspaper were too small.

Tang Dale from the publicity department wrote a long news article, and then asked Xiao Xu, the officer with the best blackboard writing skills, to transcribe it overnight.

When people were leaving get off work, a group of people crowded around the bulletin board, craning their necks to look inside.

"Hey, isn't that Zhang Guoqiang? How come he's in the newspaper?"

"Director Chen was right behind him."

"Guoqiang is awesome this time!"

……

Everyone's attention was focused on Zhang Guoqiang in the photo.

the other side.

In front of the mailroom, Zhang Guoqiang's wife leaned against the window, smiling broadly as they discussed:

"Master Tian, ​​do you have any more copies of the Piancheng Daily? Could you give me two more?"

"I'd like to give it to you, but the problem is I don't have any!"

Old Tian started giving directions to Zhang Guoqiang's wife: "Go ask Feng Jiuxiang for them! She has dozens of copies!"

"Really?" Zhang Guoqiang's wife's eyes lit up.

Why would I lie to you! Go find Feng Jiuxiang.

……

That evening, when Chen's mother heard that Zhang Guoqiang's wife wanted newspapers, she was overjoyed and gave her almost all the newspapers she had.

The newspaper was full of Zhang Guoqiang's big face; Chen Luyang's face was barely visible.

Even looking, I can't see it clearly.

Keeping so many copies is pointless; you might as well give them away!
Zhang Guoqiang's wife happily took the newspaper and went home.

the next day.

Old Li leisurely got up, washed his face, and rode his bike to work.

Zhang Guoqiang has really found a good way out. This time, he went to Pian'er City with Chen Luyang and not only became a key technical staff member, but he was even featured in the newspaper.

She's even more popular than Chen Luyang.

Last night, a few of his old buddies had dinner and drinks together, and they all said that Lao Zhang had finally chosen the right person to follow.

I'm riding my bike right now.

Suddenly, as if he had seen a ghost, Old Li slammed on the brakes, his toes barely touching the ground, and stared wide-eyed at the gate of Zhang Guoqiang's courtyard.

for a long time……

Old Li blurted out, "What's wrong with these two?!"

"Why are people starting to put newspapers on their doors?!"

On the front door of Zhang Guoqiang's house, there was a newspaper photo of Zhang Guoqiang pasted neatly.

It seems that the two small photos were too simple.
A small patch was pasted all over the front door.

Suddenly, a bunch of Zhang Guoqiangs were pressed against the door, head down repairing a car, looking incredibly itchy!

Just as he finished speaking, Zhang Guoqiang's front door opened.

Zhang Panpan walked out of her house with her schoolbag on her back.

"Good morning, Uncle Li!" Zhang Panpan greeted Old Li politely.

"Panpan, who put this up on your door?" Old Li asked.

“My mom and I put it up,” Zhang Panpan said shyly.

As she spoke, Zhang Panpan looked back at the gate, a look of pride in her eyes.

"Uncle Li, I'm going to school."

Old Li: ……

A little while later, Zhang Guoqiang's wife finished tidying up the house, dressed neatly, and pushed her bicycle to go to work at the factory.

As soon as I stepped outside, I saw a familiar face.

"Director Yue, are you at work?"

Zhang Guoqiang's wife waved happily at her father-in-law.

Old Yue nodded to Zhang Guoqiang's wife with a dark expression.

Yesterday, the whole factory was filled with news about Zhang Guoqiang in the newspaper, so he naturally saw it too.

Zhang Guoqiang's wife, ever the opportunist, brought up the very thing he didn't want to discuss: "Director Yue, what do you think of our door? Isn't it quite nice?"

……

At this time, in the provincial hospital
Chen's mother was enthusiastically introducing potential partners to Song Xiaoning.

"Xiao Song, this young man is a teacher at our engineering university. I think he works on sound waves. He's young, promising, handsome, and exceptionally talented."

Song Xiaoning blushed upon hearing this.

This morning, Chen's mother called me to her office, and I never expected it to be about this.

Before Song Xiaoning could even speak, Director Feng, standing beside her, chuckled:
"Director Chen, you're always so enthusiastic about introducing other people to potential partners, but why don't you help your own daughter out a bit?"

As soon as Director Chen mentioned this, his face immediately lit up with a smile as bright as a flower:

"My Yueyue doesn't need my introduction. She has a boyfriend now and they're dating."

Director Feng became interested: "Whose child is this?"

Mrs. Chen waved her hand, feigning mystery: "The children are handling things on their own; it's not appropriate for us to ask."

Although Chen's mother didn't say anything, anyone with eyes could see that Director Chen was definitely very satisfied with her daughter's boyfriend.

When she talks about her daughter's boyfriend, her face lights up with a big smile.

How could I not be satisfied!
When Chen's mother thought of Chen Luyang, she felt indescribably happy.

He is not only a student at Peking University, but also in charge of the car maintenance and repair center in Pian'er City.

They were genuinely happy for a while when they received the newspaper from Chen Luyang yesterday.

And so, Chen's mother, who has basically decided that Chen Luyang is her future son-in-law, has started to introduce potential partners to the unmarried young women in the hospital.

"Xiao Song, this guy is pretty good. You should go meet him. Don't miss a good opportunity."

Song Xiaoning nodded slightly.

After getting off work, Song Xiaoning tidied herself up briefly and then rode her bicycle to the Workers' Cultural Palace.

A male student from the engineering university had arranged to take her to the movies. Song Xiaoning was a little surprised when she received the movie tickets.

"demon?"

This is a brand new horror movie, and I heard it was imported from Hong Kong.

Song Xiaoning had always wanted to go, but unfortunately none of the girls around her dared to go.

She was still a little surprised when she saw the name on the movie ticket.

"Is it okay?" The engineering student asked somewhat shyly.
"I bought the ticket a little late, and all the other movie screenings were sold out, leaving only this one movie."

The male student from the engineering university spoke while observing Song Xiaoning's expression.

Taking a girl to see a horror movie on their first blind date is definitely not a good idea.

Unfortunately, this was the only venue left.

"Comrade Xiao Song, if you don't like it, we won't go see it," the engineering university student said.

"It's okay, I'd love to see this too, let's go check it out," Song Xiaoning said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, the male student from the engineering university instantly felt relieved.

"Okay, let's go in."

Although it's a horror movie, there were quite a few people in the theater.

The two of them lined up to have their tickets checked and entered the screening room. As the lights went out, a series of bizarre characters and stories appeared before Song Xiaoning's eyes.

The story is actually quite simple.

It's about a guy who's flashy and dates a lot of young girls, but then he doesn't know how to treat them properly.

He deceived the young girl and then abandoned her, causing her death. Finally, on the man's wedding night, the group of dead girls appeared together to seek revenge.

When the movie reached the eerie and terrifying "ghost wedding" scene, many people in the theater screamed in fright, and the male students from the engineering university were so scared that their faces turned pale.

Just as the boy couldn't help but cover his eyes, he discovered that the well-behaved-looking young doctor was watching the red-clad female ghost on the screen with great interest.

Far from being afraid, their eyes lit up!
"He's a real man...!"

The male student from the engineering university couldn't help but give a thumbs up in his heart.

After the movie ended, people gradually walked out of the theater. Some of the young girls were so scared that their legs went weak and they were walking unsteadily.

"You doctors are all pretty brave!" said the male student from the engineering university.

"It's alright, it's not that scary." Song Xiaoning said softly.

The streetlight shone on her, casting a long, slender shadow on the ground.

In that instant, Song Xiaoning couldn't help but recall the ghost stories Chen Luyang had told her.

The red-clad female ghost and the ghost marriage in the movie were scary,
But compared to Chu Chu Mei, Jia Jia, the old women gouging out children's eyes, and the female ghosts riding on men's necks, they are nothing but small fry.

Thinking back to that night in the hospital, when Chen Luyang, leaning on crutches, hopped along with her to the restroom, and they sat in the corridor, eating canned food and telling ghost stories, Song Xiaoning couldn't help but smile.

"What are you thinking about? Why are you laughing so happily?" a male student from the engineering university asked curiously.

Song Xiaoning looked up at the male students from the engineering university.

She has someone she likes.

She didn't dislike the boy, but she also didn't want to see him.

But there was nothing she could do; this person was introduced by Director Chen, and she couldn't refuse to see him.

But if I say it outright, it won't be good for me or for the guy.

I can only imagine the way that engineering student covered his eyes in fright in the movie theater.

Have you heard the story of Chu Chu Mei?

Song Xiaoning smiled and spoke with a gentle and innocent look in her clear eyes, her eyebrows curving upwards.

The more naive engineering student didn't think much of it, assuming Song Xiaoning was going to tell him something interesting, and asked curiously:
"Chu Chumei? Who is she?"

Seeing that the other party had taken the bait, Song Xiaoning smiled and said, "Chu Chumei is a very beautiful girl who can sing opera..."

……

At this time, Chen Luyang had no idea that the ghost stories he had told had been popularized by Song Xiaoning.

The course schedule in the economics department is not too demanding.

The basic courses are only Introduction to Political Economy, Mathematical Analysis, Modern Chinese Economic History, Principles of Accounting, and Western Economics.

In addition, there are sports, basic principles of Marxism, introduction to philosophy, and foreign languages.

For Chen Luyang, he has no worries about the three subjects: the basic principles of Marxism, the introduction to philosophy, and foreign languages.

Before he transmigrated, he was a top expert in the translation bureau.

He has a vast collection of foreign works, philosophical works, and especially Marxist philosophy, and has compiled and translated many books.

What made him most nervous was actually his major courses.

Although he had translated some books on economics, his background was in the humanities, so his understanding of these subjects was still somewhat lacking.

He originally planned to read the textbooks several times after receiving them to get a general understanding of the material.

But who knew there would be a fatal problem in the middle!

They have no textbooks.

Although the Department of Economics was one of the first departments in China to resume teaching "Western Economics", available textbooks were extremely scarce.

Most of the "Western Economics" textbooks were still original foreign language versions or Soviet translations, with only a few chapters translated into internal lecture notes.

Therefore, this is where the advantage of being good at English becomes apparent.

Political economy is a large course with more than 200 students.

In addition to economics students, philosophy students also attend the classes.

The teacher who taught them political economy was a middle-aged man with black-rimmed glasses and a hoarse voice.

As soon as he entered the classroom, everyone was drawn to his thick, black eyebrows that shot up like a broom, and the obvious frown lines on his forehead.

"Wow... this teacher has a bad temper."

Chen Luyang heard the students behind her speak softly.

"I heard that this teacher was suspended from teaching for a year because he criticized the Soviet Union's 'rigid model' in class."

"Criticizing the Soviet Union in class? That's quite a temper..."

Teacher Lian stood in the center of the podium, glanced around the classroom, didn't smile or greet anyone, and directly picked up the chalk and wrote a word on the blackboard.

Elasticity.

"Can someone tell me how to pronounce this word? What does it mean?" Teacher Lian asked, standing in front of the podium.

The students below the stage stared at the words on the blackboard, some copying them down in their notebooks.

Some frowned, while others fought back fiercely: Yilasi kicked ast.

Just as one after another, the sound of spelling and muttering came from below the classroom.

Chen Luyang began, “Elasticity. It means responsiveness—in economics, it refers to the degree to which demand reacts to changes in prices.”

His voice wasn't loud, but it was like a pebble falling into a quiet pool.

Immediately, many people turned to look at him.

"This student, please stand up and answer the question." Teacher Lian pointed at Chen Luyang, signaling him to stand up and answer the question.

Chen Luyang loudly repeated the pronunciation and meaning of the word.

"That's a very good explanation. What's your name?" Teacher Lian asked with a slight smile.

"Hello teacher, my name is Chen Luyang," Chen Luyang replied respectfully.

"You just mentioned 'response level,' so what do you think are goods with high price elasticity?" Teacher Lian asked.

Chen Luyang pondered for a moment: "Cigarettes."

"Cigarettes are non-essential goods. Once the price increases significantly, people will reduce their purchases or turn to cheaper alternatives, such as dry tobacco or chewing tobacco. Therefore, its price elasticity is high."

Suddenly, there was a rustling sound throughout the classroom.

Almost the entire class focused their attention on Chen Luyang.

(End of this chapter)