King of Industry

During this lunch, Zhao Guoyang bleeds heavily. The nine people ate a total of more than forty yuan, which can be considered high-end in this era.

Of course, Zhao Guoyang didn't know that Wang Youchang had already made up his mind to reimburse him for the meal later.

This factory director, Wang, looks more and more pleasing to Zhao Guoyang now.

In his opinion, this young man is simply amazing and unbelievable, and he does not know how much he can achieve in the future.

After properly solving the fuel tank problem, Zhao Guoyang finally had time in the afternoon to study the blueprint of Siyang Group's curved beam car.

Zhao Guoyang spent the whole afternoon analyzing the frame diagram of the underbone car.

Although the design of the frame does not have much technical content in his opinion, it is necessary to decompose the frame diagram into small pieces and give Hua Guosheng to draw the tooling diagram. It's time.

"Oh, it would be nice to have a computer with a printer." Zhao Guoyang sat up straight, stretched his waist and muttered until he finished the parts drawings of the main part of the frame.

"Ah, it's getting dark?" Looking at the darkness outside, Zhao Guoyang realized that it was already past the off-duty time.

"Yes, Guoyang." Behind him, Hua Guosheng smiled and handed over a cigarette.

"You are very efficient at reading drawings. I drew a total of seven parts in one afternoon. But I just looked at you, and you have already completed more than half of the drawings. It's amazing..."

Hua Guosheng made a mistake on the fuel tank this time. If it wasn't for Zhao Guoyang, he would definitely not be able to escape if his bonus was deducted.

Now that he was able to escape this hurdle, he was naturally a little embarrassed, so he took the initiative to stay and work overtime with Zhao Guoyang.

"Master Hua, why didn't you leave?" Zhao Guoyang took the cigarette and said in surprise.

"Well, Guoyang, didn't you say that this batch of C100 frames is urgently needed by Siyang Group, and it will take half a month to make them. My tooling drawing is slow. If I don't work overtime, I'm afraid it will Mistake." Hua Guosheng

Unexpectedly, Hua Guosheng was still a very responsible old comrade, and Zhao Guoyang felt a little comforted in his heart.

He thought for a while and said to Hua Guosheng: "Thank you for your hard work, Master Hua. But this kind of overtime work is definitely not enough for the two of us alone, and we still need to exert our collective strength."

"I think Xu Dongfeng is quite smart. From tomorrow onwards, you can take him to draw together. From the simplest, let him practice his hand first. If there is something wrong with the drawing, you can correct it later. "

"Okay, then I'll throw some simple tooling drawings to him tomorrow. Xiao Xu has a good foundation. After all, he went to a technical school and has a certain foundation." Hua Guosheng nodded and said.

Zhao Guoyang checked the time, it was almost eight o'clock, and his stomach was growling, so he invited Hua Guosheng to have a supper together.

"Don't, don't, Guoyang, supper is fine. It's already late, if I don't go back, the old lady at home will scold me. Go first, go first!" Hua Guosheng waved his hands repeatedly.

Hua Guosheng was unwilling, and Zhao Guoyang naturally couldn't force it, so he could only nod his head and watch this man leave.

Not long after Hua Guosheng left, Zhao Guoyang was so hungry that he couldn't stand it, so he had to leave too.

Back in the dormitory, Zhao Guoyang found that Xu Dongfeng hadn't come back yet.

Needless to say, he must have been wandering somewhere again. He originally wanted to borrow Xu Dongfeng's bicycle to go out and buy some food, but now it seems that he can only rely on his own feet.

The urban area of ​​Ninghai City is small. Although Hongda Machinery Factory is close to the suburbs, it is not far from the city center.

Twenty minutes later, Zhao Guoyang had arrived at the city center - Mei Heming Theater.

Mr. Mei Heming, whose ancestral home is Ninghai City, is a famous Peking Opera actor in China and the pride of Ninghai people.

The Mei Heming Theater in the center of the city was built in memory of him.

The generation of Mei Heming Theater is the most lively place in Ninghai City in this era.

There are night markets, snacks, acrobats, and so on. Each stall has a small tent, which looks neat and atmospheric.

Smelling the aroma of Lanzhou ramen wafting from one of the tents, Zhao Guoyang gulped.

"Boss, bring me a bowl of ramen!"

Sitting in the tent of the Lanzhou ramen stall, Zhao Guoyang felt warm all over.

"Okay, a bowl of Lazhou ramen! Would you like to add beef?" asked the man selling ramen.

"Well, I want to add it. If you have coriander, bring some!" Zhao Guoyang rubbed his hands and said.

"Okay, just wait a moment, it will be ready soon!"

The man skillfully kneaded the noodles, took out pieces, and then began to perform his unique skill of ramen. After a while, thin noodles appeared in his hands.

Zhao Guoyang was alone in the tent, and after a while, the man brought up his noodles.

Zhao Guoyang took the big bowl, took a deep breath, and ate beautifully.

I have to say that the ramen at this stall is really delicious. Zhao Guoyang ate a large bowl of noodles after three chops and two swallows, and began to deal with the remaining soup.

Just as Zhao Guoyang was drinking soup to warm his body, a young man with a thin figure and a worn-out peaked cap walked in.

This man is not tall, and he is carrying a snakeskin bag on his back, which looks heavy. After wearing the peaked cap on his head, he has a sense of the atmosphere of the times.

After entering, the young man saw that the table inside was already occupied, so he sat at the table outside.

After the young man came in, the ramen man greeted him: "Guest, do you want to eat ramen, do you want to add beef?"

"No need, just a bowl of smooth noodles!" The young man swallowed and said.

"Okay, just wait, it will be ready soon!" the ramen man yelled.

Hearing this young man's voice, Zhao Guoyang felt an indescribably familiar feeling.

After a while, the ramen will be served, and the young man will take off his peaked cap and prepare to eat.

Zhao Guoyang couldn't see clearly when the man was wearing the hat just now, but now he saw the man's appearance clearly, and he couldn't help being a little dazed.

After scrutinizing it silently for a long time, after confirming that there was no doubt, Zhao Guoyang stood up, walked up to the young man and said, "Are you...'Monkey'?"

The young man seemed taken aback by the word "monkey", and he almost couldn't hold the ramen bowl steadily.

After he saw Zhao Guoyang's face clearly, the guy said in astonishment, "Guoyang?"

"Guoyang, you are Guoyang!" The young man in the peaked cap looked at Zhao Guoyang in disbelief, stood up and said excitedly.

"Hey, it's really you, monkey!" Hearing the other party call out his name, Zhao Guoyang immediately confirmed that the other party was his high school classmate and best friend in his vague memory.

When old friends reunited, both of them were a little excited for a while.