Zhao Aimin watched as his experience points rose rapidly.
He was extremely happy.
Get to work.
He was also full of enthusiasm.
He was in this state every day.
The atmosphere of the entire group was stirred up by him.
All of them were working hard.
Passion.
"We workers have power."
"Hey, we workers have power."
He heard a familiar song.
Everyone raised their heads.
They started singing together.
"We workers have power, heh."
"... It has been built into a skyscraper."
"They built the subway and coal mine."
At first, only Zhao Aimin and his group members sang.
Later, the entire workshop was infected.
They started singing together.
It was so loud that you couldn't imagine.
Everyone was excited.
He didn't care if he was singing in tune or not.
She didn't care if she sang well or not.
It was all based on his own passionate shouting.
The loud and clear singing spread out from the workshop.
It resounded throughout the entire factory.
It was as if a sea of red was pouring in.
With Zhao Aimin's workshop as the center.
It spread to the factory.
The news spread from the factory.
It resounded throughout the capital.
Everyone heard the workers 'shouts.
That was their joy for the people to be the masters of the country.
It was the admiration of the working class for the motherland.
It was the hope of building a better life for himself.
It was the voice of the people.
It was the voice of the motherland proving to the world.
"The Chinese have stood up from now on.”
Zhao Aimin was still in high spirits on the way to the factory director's office.
The director of the office stood in front of the window.
He stood up straight.
Hands behind your back.
"Factory Manager."
He calmed himself down.
Zhao Aimin knocked on the door and entered.
"He's here."
The director turned around.
He looked at Zhao Aimin with a smile.
"Aimin, congratulations."
"Manager, what can make you so happy?”
Zhao Aimin took a chair.
He sat face to face with the director.
Zhao Aimin was so relaxed.
The director took out a cigarette.
He clicked on it.
He took a deep breath.
He threw the match into the ashtray.
He took out another one and handed it to Zhao Aimin.
"Want one?"
"No need."
"We still have work to do when we get back later.”
Zhao Aimin did not accept it.
The director put it back into his pocket.
He took another two puffs of smoke.
Only then did the factory director speak.
"It's not that I'm happy."
"You're the one who has good news."
"I heard that you're getting married?”
Zhao Aimin didn't react at first.
Then, he smiled.
"Manager, I feel wronged."
"Who told you this?"
"I just finished my blind date."
"We still don't know what the result will be.”
"Is that so?"
"I heard that you've even prepared a betrothal gift.”
The factory director said with a smile.
"What's wrong?"
"Are you afraid that I won't give you money for the banquet?”
Zhao Aimin quickly waved his hand.
"Where did I get such guts?"
"You're giving me face by eating at my table.”
"How can I not let you go?"
"It's just that I really don't know what the outcome will be.”
"I can lie to anyone but you."
Zhao Aimin said seriously.
Only then did the factory manager feel that he might have really misunderstood.
However, since he had such thoughts.
The wedding was only a few days late.
Level 4 Blacksmith.
His monthly salary was forty-six and a half dollars.
His family background was good.
She was also cultured.
City hukou.
Two rooms.
This was the condition.
If his daughter wasn't married.
He would definitely introduce them to each other.
With these conditions, he was afraid that he would not be able to find a wife.
The matchmaker was not happy.
"I heard that you're getting married.”
"It means that the factory has prepared something for you.”
"Are you satisfied?"
The director took out the things.
Two tickets.
Sewing machine.
Radio.
Not a single one was missing.
There was also one that said,"Those who hold this rule can receive 15 catties of cabbage, specially approved."”The note.
There were several seals below.
There was a steel mill.
From the cafeteria logistics department.
The security team.
The guild…
These 15 catties of cabbage had all the official seals of various departments in the factory.
"You saw it too."
"How difficult was it to get these 15 catties of cabbage?”
"Eat sparingly later."
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