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Li Yan held the triathlon ball in his hand, looked contemplative, and immediately initiated a conversation at Cha Xiaodao in Chinatown.
After a brief messy sound of breaking through the air, Zha Xiaodao's voice rang in Li Yan's ear: "What's wrong?"
"Where's that book?"
On the other side, Zha Xiaodao, who just fell asleep, took out the tome "Book of Creation" from under the pillow: "The pillow here is too low. I slept soundly on it."
"Put the book away, don't read it yet. I'll tell you the details when I get back."
"That's great, I'm just reading this and I'm getting a headache."
"Wait for me to go back."
Only then did Li Yan cut off the conversation.
"found it."
The freckled girl dug out a bottle of lubricating oil from a small drawer.
"gentlemen?"
"oh."
It was only then that Li Yan came to his senses and returned the parts to the girl. The blood vessel-like lines on them had disappeared, exactly the same as an ordinary triathlon ball.
The freckle girl took the triathlon ball, carefully disassembled it, oiled it, and then installed it back into the casing. The whole process was skillful and sophisticated.
"How old are you?"
Li Yan asked casually.
"Fourteen."
"It's so late, and you are so young, and you still need to iron clothes for guests?"
"We also do sewing and washing."
"oh."
Li Yan stopped talking.
After a while, the machine restarted, and the steam from the air holes on the iron was thicker than usual.
"It seems that it really needs to be oiled."
"Right."
Two people, one big and one small, just stared at the water vapor rising into the sky, and no one spoke.
Suddenly, a beautiful figure chased out from the Black Rose Theater across the road. She was so out of breath that she even lost one of her high heels.
Dorothy looked around while she was breathing smoothly, and her eyes lit up when she saw Li Yan who was facing the water vapor across the road in a daze.
"Hey!"
She raised her hand, which attracted the attention of countless passers-by.
Dorothy crossed the road step by step and walked up to Li Yan. The freckled girl recognized her face and shouted excitedly, "Are you the big star Dorothy? Do you need to iron your clothes?"
"Oh thanks, I think I need a pair of shoes."
Dorothy blushed in answer to the girl.
"The performance just ended, why did you run out, they should be looking for you everywhere now?"
Li Yan asked.
"Those people are yelling stupid and sharp things in the stadium. If I was there, it could be worse.". After all, Dorothy blinked playfully: "Do you want to leave without saying goodbye?"
"I didn't mean that, but my face doesn't seem to be suitable for staying in that environment."
Dorothy restrained her expression and took a deep breath: "Thank you. I have never been so relaxed."
"You're welcome."
The freckled girl raised her neck, looking at Li Yan for a while, and Dorothy for a while. Doubts were written all over his little face.
"Would you mind taking a walk with me?"
Dorothy stretched out her white and tender wrist to Li Yan.
"Uh, to be honest, I have some important personal matters to deal with, so maybe"
Before Li Yan could finish speaking, Dorothy grabbed Li Yan's hand and pulled him out.
Li Yan opened his mouth, but after thinking about it, he didn't refuse again.
"Hey, Miss Dorothy, don't you really need to iron?"
The freckled girl shouted at the backs of the two of them.
Dorothy turned her head and gave the girl a sweet smile.
"Next time, good luck, little girl."
After all, the two walked further and further away under the gaze of the freckled girl.
The freckled girl touched the warm banknotes in her pocket, shrugged her shoulders, and sat back in her little pouch, watching the well-dressed passers-by on the road, looking forward to her next guest.
"Today's night is really long."
Dorothy sighed.
Li Yan looked at the moon in the sky and nodded: "You are right, today's night is very long."
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The sky was dim, just turning a little pale.
EnfieldThe doors of the working workshop of the thermal processing plant were opened, the lights in the corridor were turned on one by one, the converter was started, the pointer on the instrument panel was flying, and the heat wave of the steam was rushing towards the face. The sleepy workers opened their eyes and said in their mouths After complaining, he slowly put on the protective clothing and safety helmet, and reluctantly walked to the post.
The originally cold and bulky machinery and equipment in the workshop glowed with vitality in the humming of the rotating shaft, and the workers shuttled back and forth among the large military equipment, which gave people a breathtaking and rough aesthetic feeling.
"Why did you call everyone over so early?"
Chang Yu's eyes were bloodshot, and his legs were still bandaged.
"The Ministry of Urban Health wants to temporarily purchase a batch of equipment for individual soldiers, saying that it is to prevent the plague. The workload of assembling individual soldiers is too great, and the top is pressed hard, so all the workers who can be transferred are transferred here. What's wrong with your legs? ?”
asked Robert.
Chang Yu recalled what happened at night, and his face was a little ugly: "No, it's nothing. Let's work."
Robert patted Chang Yu on the shoulder: "Chang, the personnel in the test department don't need to go to the production line, you just need to check the quality of the individual soldiers at the end of the factory."
"It's ok, I can't sit still. Hey, Jim, the hand pull should be tighter, the tracks don't sound right."
Having said that, Chang Yu walked to the production line, chatted with the strong worker, then took over his position and told him to go elsewhere.
Robert looked at Chang Yu, who was holding a hammer and struggling to tap the rivets, and could only smile wryly.
"Chang always has such a bloody look, do you show it to Mr. Saint-Yves?"
Next to him, there were engineers in white uniforms muttering.
After hearing this, Robert couldn't help sternly: "That's why you graduated from Rochester Institute of Technology and started working as an engineer, while he started as a small railway worker knocking nails, and now you are on the same level."
The man's face was obviously much uglier, but because Robert's position was higher than his own and he was trusted by St. Yves, he didn't dare to attack.
The logo of Enfield is a V in the shape of a white flying eagle, below which is "enfield", which is the full spelling of the company.
Almost all steam equipment produced by Enfield will have such a logo printed on it, whether it is a military combat individual, an armored combat vehicle, or a sowing tractor, such a logo can be seen.
The batch of steam equipment under Chang Yu is no exception.
After a busy half of the night, all kinds of powerful equipment were formed, and after simple experiments, they were packed, and the personnel from the Health Bureau took away the batch of individual equipment early in the morning.
"Thor's heavy-duty individual soldiers, high-powered forklifts, and flamethrowers." He often asked Robert, who had just completed the handover and signing with the Ministry of Health, a little puzzled: "Is such a big movement needed to eradicate the plague?"
"There is an approval document, Enfield works according to the regulations, and we don't need to take care of other things."
Robert didn't care. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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