Rebirth 90s: Hot Wife Flirting

At 9:30 in the morning, from top to bottom in the machinery factory, everyone was treated seriously. All the employees wore clean factory uniforms and factory badges, and stood neatly on both sides of the factory road. The crowded group of people is very spectacular.

There are about 2,000 employees in the main factory of the machinery factory, and there are also 2,000 to 3,000 people in other branches. This time, Sang Huaiyuan visited the main factory in Pingjiang City.

According to the old tradition, the machinery factory was decorated with lanterns, and a banner was hung at the gate of the factory, which read—

"Warmly welcome leaders to come and guide the work!"

The main leaders of the factory also wore factory uniforms and stood at the gate waiting eagerly, while other employees stood on both sides of the avenue to welcome them.

This is the traditional way for machinery factories to welcome leaders. Of course, for important leaders, it is the most solemn way to welcome machinery factories. It can be seen that the factory director attaches great importance to this visit.

Ye Zhiguo was barely considered a middle-level cadre, and he was in the lead. He also put on a factory uniform and looked excited.

If there is a chance to meet Mayor Sang directly, he must mention Ye Qingqing's girl to show his identity. Mayor Sang will definitely remember that girl, as long as the mayor admits to knowing her.

In this way, everyone in the factory will know that Ye Zhiguo is known by the mayor. As for whether he is a relative or a friend, let them guess. The more mysterious the better!

Ye Zhiguo had a very good calculation in his heart. He even thought about the first sentence of Mayor He Sang, just waiting for the opportunity to come!

Zhao Di was in the crowd on both sides of the avenue. There were too many people, and they all wore factory uniforms. She was inconspicuous in it.

"Oh, I want to go to the toilet, but when I'm nervous, I have to urinate." Zhao Di covered her stomach with a look of embarrassment.

"Now that the leader is not here, hurry up and go to the workshop, hurry up." The old aunt in the same office was very enthusiastic.

Zhao Di trotted to the nearest workshop. The workshop was empty and there was no one there, so Ye Zhiguo and his group rushed out to meet the leader.

She looked around and determined that no one was there. She took out two photos from her pocket, threw them under the workbench of the imported machine in the workshop, and deliberately stepped on them.

This machine is an end milling machining center imported from the United States. It is taller than a turret and occupies a small workshop. It is a treasure in the factory. The operators are all college students, and most people are not allowed to touch it.

Every time someone comes to visit, the factory manager will bring to see this end milling machining center.

It will definitely come this time.

Zhao Di didn't dare to post more, she only posted two photos, she thought for a while, then went to another workshop, also placed a photo under an imported device, and stepped on it a few times.

The two places were definitely safe, Zhao Di smiled with satisfaction, and ran back, very calm.

"Sister Hu, do you want to accompany the people from our office to visit?" Zhao Di asked in a low voice.

"I've visited before, so I should!" the old aunt said affirmatively.

After a long wait, a few black cars finally arrived, and they stopped at the gate of the factory.

"welcome……"

Ye Zhiguo waved his hand, and took the lead in shouting a slogan, and all the workers in the factory followed.

Sang Huaiyuan frowned when he saw the employees who were welcoming them across the aisle. He was the most tired of this formalism. What's the point of the employees coming out to greet the leaders?

Moreover, the factory area is cleaner than the hotel, which is obviously unrealistic. Sang Huaiyuan can think of it with his toes. When the visit is over, the hygiene of the factory area will definitely decline. These state-owned factories will do surface engineering one by one, alas!

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