Back to the 80s Machinery Factory

Chapter 511 Who says I don't tidy up?!

Dong Jiangchao smiled so hard his eyes crinkled.

He had just picked up his glass, intending to clink glasses with everyone, when that bastard Chen Luyang started acting unethically.

"Director Dong, your glass isn't full!!!"

Amidst the lively cheers and jeers,
Chen Luyang pointed at Dong Jiangchao's wine glass, which was still one centimeter short of being full, raised her eyebrows, and screamed.

Dong Jiangchao: ? ? ? ?
Chen Luyang persisted: "You can't do that! You have to fill it up!!"

While Dong Jiangchao was still in a daze, Chen Luyang picked up Erguotou and was about to fill his glass.

This scene made everyone at the table burst into laughter.

When people see Deputy Factory Director Dong, they are all very proper and respectful.

Who would so blatantly force him to drink like Chen Luyang?

In an instant, Director Niu, Director Lu, Zhang Guoqiang... even Wang Qingzhou!!!
Everyone watched Chen Luyang with excitement, as if watching a spectacle, waiting for him to pour baijiu into Dong Jiangchao's glass.

Dong Jiangchao was both amused and exasperated, and was about to reach out and stop the bottle when...
Chen Luyang's expression suddenly turned serious, and he turned to ask Wang Qingzhou for instructions;
"Factory manager, you just said that this table will listen to me today, does that still stand?"

Wang Qingzhou chuckled, "That's right, even if the King of Heaven himself came, you'd still be in charge at this dinner table today."

With these words, Chen Luyang immediately felt as if he held a royal sword, and said to Principal Dong Jiangchao:

"The factory manager said he's in charge of this dinner today. Your glass isn't full! No way! It has to be filled to the brim!"

Dong Jiangchao was speechless, so he could only spread his hands and laugh helplessly, "Okay, okay, I'll listen to you."

"That's more like it!" Chen Luyang chuckled and gulped down the wine into his glass, filling it to the brim.

"Come, come! Let's toast Director Dong!"

"Respectfully, Deputy Factory Director Dong!!"

Everyone at the table stood up, raising their glasses in unison with a crisp "clang." Dong Jiangchao, not one to mince words, tilted his head back and downed a full glass of baijiu in one gulp.

Seeing that Chen Luyang had stirred up the atmosphere, Director Niu asked with a smile:
"Old Lu, your repair shop must encounter a lot of strange things, right? Tell us a few, so we can have a laugh."

"There are too many things to do," Director Lu said cheerfully.

"Let me tell you, there was a car owner whose fuel line was chewed through by rats. He insisted on coming to us with the broken part, claiming that the parts from the factory were of poor quality and demanding that we replace it with a new one for free!!"

"There was another driver who, in an attempt to save fuel, tied a small wooden block to the accelerator pedal, thinking that way he wouldn't have to press it so hard. The result? He couldn't brake at all and almost ended up in the hospital!"

Li He added from the side, "That's still considered good. Once, a brick-hauling driver found shifting gears too difficult, so he removed the clutch return spring. As a result, he couldn't shift gears on the road and the truck was stuck there, unable to move. In the end, Uncle Zhang had to go and fix the truck himself."

Dong Jiangchao was both amused and exasperated. "This is just too much trouble! What were they thinking?"

Director Niu munched on peanuts, waving his hands with amusement: "It's more exciting than a theatrical performance! Repairing cars isn't just about repairing cars, it's also about cleaning up other people's messes."

“That’s right,” Chen Luyang said.

“A while ago, there was a taxi driver who insisted that his car kept ‘smoking on its own.’ It turned out that the fuel tank cap wasn’t closed properly, and gasoline was leaking out, spilling all over him the whole way. He was so scared that he didn’t dare to start the engine and kept telling us that he needed to replace the engine!”

Director Niu laughed and said, "Well done, your repair shop is more lively than a storytelling performance!"
After recounting the amusing stories about the repair shop, Chen Luyang felt a surge of warmth and couldn't help but ask, "Your shop has changed quite a bit in the past six months, hasn't it?"

Director Niu chuckled and chimed in, "The changes are quite significant!"

"The dirt road in front of our factory used to be all mud and water on rainy days, but now it's all been paved with cement, and it's so much more pleasant to walk on!"

"Really?!" Chen Luyang and the others' eyes lit up with joy.

"It's not just the entrance; those empty old factory buildings in the southwest of the factory have also been expanded and renovated, and now they've been turned into toy car workshops."

"Now our factory has three toy car workshops alone, and four production lines."

"The warehouse has been expanded by one room, and the stoves in the canteen have been replaced with new ones."

"Really!! That's wonderful!" Everyone felt a sense of relief upon hearing about the changes.

Director Niu laughed and said, "Of course, our lives are getting better and better."

Chen Luyang then asked, "How are the toy cars from the factory selling?"

Wang Qingzhou pursed his lips, his expression relaxing slightly: "Pretty good. The supply and marketing cooperative was urging us to order more goods last month; we couldn't even keep up with demand in the provincial capital."

Inside, a lively meal was underway, the bowls and chopsticks clattering loudly, when suddenly a shout came from outside—

"Old Lu, I've come to deliver something to you!"

Before the words were finished, the cotton curtain of the repair shop was lifted, and a cold wind rushed in, carrying with it a sweet fragrance.

Everyone instinctively turned their heads to look and saw Old Li, the popcorn vendor, holding a bulging cloth bag in his arms. The bag was tightly tied with a straw rope, and steam was billowing out.

Seeing that they were eating inside, Old Li exclaimed, "Oh dear!"
"Look how unfortunate I am to have come; I didn't expect you to have guests here."

Director Lu quickly put down his chopsticks and ran to the door: "Brother, what brings you here so late at night?"

Old Li chuckled and put the cloth bag in his arms on the table: "These rice candies I just fried are still warm, come and try them! I changed the recipe today, using second-grade white sugar and adding some maltose, so they're not too sweet."

As he spoke, he loosened the bag on the table, untied the cloth opening, and a fragrant aroma mixed with sweetness immediately filled the room. The white rice puffs, coated with glistening syrup, were still steaming hot, their aroma wafting straight into one's nose.

Director Lu quickly took the bag and thanked him, saying, "You're always thinking of us."

Old Li smiled憨厚ly and waved his hand: "We're all neighbors, how could I not think of you? Besides, I'm frying these things all day long, it's just something I do casually."

Just then, footsteps sounded at the door again.

Old Sun from the guesthouse poked his head in, carrying two bottles of Erguotou (a type of Chinese liquor) in one hand and a bag of roasted peanuts in the other, grinning and shouting:
"I heard you're all gathered together today to go home for the New Year, so I thought I couldn't come empty-handed. Please don't think this is too little!"

"Oh dear, this won't do!" Director Lu quickly took the things off. "You're going to spend too much."

"No need to spend money," Old Sun waved his hand, laughing heartily. "We're all neighbors, it's all about having a good time during the holidays. You can keep the food and drinks and enjoy them. I won't bother you any longer. Let's get together again after the New Year!"

Old Li nodded in agreement: "Yes, yes, I have to go back and check the stove too. You guys eat quickly, don't let it get too hot."

"Alright! Let's get together again when we get back!!" Director Lu said with a smile.

Normally, Director Lu would pull the person into the house and have a few drinks with them.

But today is different—after all, Wang Qingzhou, Dong Jiangchao, and Director Niu are all here, and the occasion is different, so it's really not appropriate to force them to stay.

After seeing off Lao Li and Lao Sun, Director Lu returned to the dining table with two large bags of food and drinks.

Wang Qingzhou laughed and said, "You guys are doing a good job following the lead of the neighbors around here!"

Director Lu said with a smile, "Yeah, I don't know how it happened, we just got to know each other as we chatted. We can even drop by each other's places to chat sometimes, and they're both very kind."

As they talked, the group clinked their glasses several times.

The drinking session lasted until midnight before it finally ended.

As the drinking continued, Director Lu was nodding incessantly at the table, his eyelids drooping, and he could barely hold his chopsticks; the others were also dizzy, and their words were punctuated by hiccups.

Finally! After a few old men went out to pee, arm in arm, and came back!!
Unable to stay awake any longer, Factory Director Wang coughed and beckoned to Chen Luyang: "Little Chen, have a drink."

Chen Luyang was already quite drunk.

Hearing the factory manager give the order, Chen Luyang picked up his glass: "Alright! This last glass will be the final toast!"

"Bang!"

Everyone clinked their glasses together, tilted their heads back and downed the last sip of wine, then got up to go upstairs to rest.

But at that very moment, Sun Hongjun suddenly stood up unsteadily, grabbed the vegetable basin, and headed towards the kitchen.

"Jun, don't bother packing anymore, let's talk about it tomorrow," Tan Songren advised.

Normally, if someone drinks this late and gets this drunk, they would just go upstairs and fall asleep immediately.

We'll clean up the factory together the next morning after we wake up.

But tonight is different!!!
Others may choose not to do it, but Sun Hongjun must do it!!!
Wang Qingzhou had come twice before, but he had never seen the kitchen!
Today, he's determined to make Wang Qingzhou see this clearly!
Just how clean this kitchen is! How incredibly clean!
"You guys go to sleep, I'll clean up the kitchen before I go to sleep."

Sun Hongjun looked solemn, with a tragic sense of "You all go to sleep, I'll cover your retreat."

Chen Luyang, slurring her words, said, "What are you cleaning up? You're swaying as you walk, don't break any more plates."

Director Lu, still half asleep, chimed in from the side, "Yeah, you never clean up normally, why are you being so diligent today?"

It would have been better if we hadn't said anything.

Upon hearing this, Sun Hongjun immediately exploded!
His eyes immediately turned bloodshot, and his breath reeked of alcohol.

He let out a loud "Aow!"

"Who says I don't keep things tidy?! Who says I don't keep things tidy?!"

"Who! Said! That I—don't tidy up!!!"

The three consecutive roars were deafening, and at the end, spittle mixed with the strong smell of alcohol sprayed out in a loud, guttural manner.

Every tiny drop of saliva was precisely aimed at Wang Qingzhou.

Good guy...

Before Factory Director Wang could even react, he was sprayed squarely in the face, making his eyes blink uncontrollably!

"I serve you in the kitchen every day, cooking for you. My kitchen is always spotless, never messy! It's never dirty!!!"

Sun Hongjun roared with resentment and grievance!

In addition, the effects of the alcohol kicked in.

After spraying Wang Qingzhou with a barrage of spray, Sun Hongjun suddenly turned his head, pointed a finger at Chen Luyang, his voice hoarse but his manner menacing:
"Brother! You be my witness!"

His shout was so powerful it resonated throughout the entire factory.

It seemed that if Chen Luyang dared to say "no," he would immediately fight to the death!
Seeing that things were not going well, everyone quickly came to comfort and coax the person in charge.

Chen Luyang quickly chimed in, "I can vouch for you, I can vouch for you. Our factory kitchen is always spotless, so clean that even mosquitoes would slip on it."

"Hmm!" Sun Hongjun's eyes were red-rimmed. He turned his head and pointed his finger at Director Lu, roaring:

"Uncle Lu, you can be my witness too!"

Director Lu was already quite drunk by now, half-asleep and half-awake, his head nodding rapidly, it was hard to tell if he was agreeing or just sleepy.

Anyway, he nodded.

Next, Sun Hongjun went through all the brothers in the repair shop one by one, leaving no one out.
Everyone has to admit that their kitchen is clean.

Finally, his finger was about to poke Wang Qingzhou right under the nose.

Startled, Chen Luyang lunged forward and grabbed his hand tightly.

"Junzi, stop using your supernatural powers!"

"Let's go to the kitchen now and clean it up together, okay?"

These words immediately drew Sun Hongjun's attention back.

"Yes... I need to clean the kitchen."

Saying,

Sun Hongjun, carrying a basin of vegetables, swayed back to the kitchen and began working without looking up.

After Sun Hongjun's outburst, everyone's drunken minds cleared up a little.

Left with no other choice, the group carried all the pots, pans, cups, bowls, and chopsticks into the kitchen, and rolled up the soiled newspapers, along with the bones and scraps of food, and carried them to the garbage heap outside.

After they had tidied up, they leaned against the wall and walked with unsteady steps, preparing to go upstairs to sleep.

In the kitchen, Sun Hongjun was still busy cooking.

Nobody knew what he did, but he did it because he wanted to.

After he finished, he went to bed.

Although during the day, Director Lu said he had arranged an upper bunk for Director Niu so he could reminisce about his youth.

But in reality, they cleaned up the rooms vacated by the Peking University students and specially reserved three lower bunks for Wang Qingzhou and his two companions.

The repair shop wasn't quiet at night.

The trains at the West Railway Station would sound their whistles one moment and rumble the next, the noise reaching into the room and making the windows vibrate.

I had just fallen asleep when the sound of a train woke me up as I turned over.

Dong Jiangchao is alright.

He used to conduct helicopter test flights in the Blue Ocean and got used to strong winds and waves. Even if trains were rumbling and propellers were spinning in his ears every day, he could still sleep soundly.

However, Wang Qingzhou and Director Niu lacked this composure.

The two weren't used to this place, but luckily they had drunk quite a bit that night, and the alcohol helped them drift off to sleep.
Otherwise, don't even think about it tonight; you'll probably just stare wide-eyed until dawn.

Not to mention there's Sun Hongjun making a racket in the kitchen downstairs.

Although I don't know how Sun Hongjun cleaned it up, judging from the noise, it was almost as bad as dismantling the kitchen.

Several times, Wang Qingzhou and Director Niu were almost unable to bear it and wanted to get up and persuade Sun Hongjun to quit.
But the thought of being spit on her face made Wang Qingzhou nervously lie back in bed and sigh.

Okay, let's leave it at that...

There's nothing we can't handle.

(End of this chapter)