National Beer

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With a whistle, and with the muffled sound of a volleyball shot, Qin Dong jumped high, struggling to smash, and the volleyball was as fast as a heavy gun...

"Okay!" There was a shout of applause from the sidelines, and the scoreboard gently turned a page.

"Come again!"

A tall man in the malt workshop wiped the sweat off his head, unconvincedly raised the ball, ready to kick-off.

This is according to Zhou Fenghe's arrangement. In the volleyball game held between the young workers' training classes, several workshops and departments take turns to play. Today is a showdown between the packaging workshop and the malt workshop.

On the sidelines, people in the two workshops were shouting for the workshop, but when Liang Jingwen walked over, after a short break, the fight on the volleyball court was even harder...

"Jingwen, sit here." Xu Kuo held up the camera and enthusiastically invited Liang Jingwen. In fact, he just gave in. Liang Jingwen never participated in these activities at all. He didn't even watch it. At most Broadcast it on the radio after the game.

But unexpectedly, Liang Jingwen really came over and leaned on the iron railing next to her.

"Malt workshop, come on!"

"Packaging workshop, come on!"

The shouts on the sidelines became louder and the people on the court worked harder.

"Qin Dong, I won't accept you!" Xia Yu in the packaging workshop pointed to Qin Dong, "What's so great about you?"

Qin Dong did not answer him. After the ball was raised high, he made another fierce spike. The volleyball hit a young man in the malt workshop and the ball went out of bounds...

Amidst the cheers, Liang Jingwen looked at the figure jumping on the court. She suddenly discovered that the figure resembled Wang Jiawei. This year, the 31-year-old, he wore a jersey again when the Chinese men's volleyball team recruited him again...

"How about it, Xiao Liang, go up and try? Will you play volleyball?" Zhou Fenghe smiled, retiring from the position of the factory leader, but he seems to have more work for himself than when he was the leader.

"It's okay." Liang Jingwen smiled. She glanced at the scoreboard next to her. The packaging workshop and the malt workshop were closely following the score.

"Well, when you graduate, we will have a mixed men's and women's volleyball match." Zhou Fenghe's eyes were fixed on the court, "You will participate in that time."

"Okay, no problem." Liang Jingwen readily agreed.

...

Wearing a stinky sweat, Qin Dong stepped off the court and ran to the factory bathhouse with a washbasin.

"For men"!

There is just such a bathhouse in the factory. Female workers hang wooden plaques for "women" on the door when they use them, and wooden plaques for men when they use them.

Qin Dong opened the cabinet with a brisk whistle. The exercise just now was too intense, but he was very excited. He was very satisfied with the body after rebirth.

"Xiao Qin, the ball played well." Sun Kuirong, a middle-length factory resident, walked over with a smile, "Your smash, it seems that no one in our factory can stop it."

Qin Dong still values ​​this resident who holds the lifeblood of sales in the factory. Although the beer he sells is "wine-damaged", he knows that Zhou Fenghe has given Chen Shifa's opinion several times and said it is a violation. It was a matter of principle, but the resident did not mention a word, which made him vigilant.

He said modestly, "Chief Sun, I am a wild road, and it is not counted."

"I said the count counts," Sun Kuirong smiled. His smile is very distinctive. His lips are pursed and his nose is pressed down, as if he is not convinced who is going to fight with whom, "I have time to sit in my office. This person likes making friends with young people the most..."

"Okay, then I will ask more when you are free." Qin Dong smiled, and Sun Kuirong nodded in satisfaction. He suddenly lowered his voice, "Your Secretary Zhou told our tobacco and alcohol company about your situation..."

Well?

Qin Dong looked at him warily.

"I know the situation," Sun Kuirong nodded and smiled, "Don't worry, I still know the situation in my heart..."

Oh!

Qin Dong looked at the sagging skin of the middle-aged man, and Sun Kuirong nodded and went to dress himself.

"What to look at?" Behind him, Lu Xuguang suddenly patted Qin Dong, "Qin Dong, do you know that Liang Jingwen watched you play today, did you see it?"

"I didn't see it." Qin Dong turned on the shower head, "whatever matter to me."

"What cares about you? Didn't you see that Xia Yu in the malt workshop were desperate?" Lu Xuguang pointed his two dies, "By the way, have you heard of it? Someone in the factory recently watched the female workers take a shower? I caught it several times and didn't hold it, Secretary Zhou asked the security team to check."

"This person isn't you," Qin Dong joked. "Be careful."

"I think you are only careful." Lu Xuguang immediately replied, "Be careful to catch you."

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The young workers’ rotation training class ended at 4 o’clock in the afternoon. These days, Zhang Qingmin’s attitude was surprisingly good. Qin Dong said hello, and took a look at the beer dealership of the South Factory. Du Xiaoju’s master remembered the account very well. Clearly, he and Du Xiaoshu ran directly to Ming Cui Liu Hotel.

Qinwan is a coastal city as well as a tourist city. The popularity of the first beach is still bursting, and there are still people waiting in line at his restaurant.

"Qin Dong, stare for me, and I'll serve the food." Du Xiaoju used it alone as a few people. Just after finishing the bill here, the vegetables for the willow branches have been prepared.

Amid the noisy voices, a person walked over. This person Qin Dong knew. It was the factory sales manager who issued the invoice. "Qin Dong, the factory resident Sun is here for dinner."

Qin Dong glanced at the store. At some point, Sun Kuirong sat in the corner with a group of people. Sun Kuirong smiled and raised the cup in his hand, and shook it in the air.

Hmm, Qin Dong's heart moved, both feeling and reasoning should go over to toast a glass of wine, Qin Dong is about to go over, the visitor said again, "The factory clerk Sun said, let you settle the account, how much do you calculate? ?"

"No need to end, this meal is my invitation." Qin Dong said with a smile, "It's all from the same factory. You can count on me when you come to eat."

"I'm sorry," Sun Kuirong had already walked over, "Yesterday's account hasn't been settled yet."

Yesterday’s account?Qin Dong went inside without knowing, he waved his hand grandiosely, "Forget it."

"Hey, the young man is great," Sun Kuirong did not smile, nodded with a smirk, "I am a person who is willing to socialize with young people. I will sit in my office tomorrow and we two will pull and pull."

Seeing Sun Kuirong's group of people walking out, Du Xiaoju said angrily, "This person is from your factory? Yesterday, I said that I had forgotten to take the money for the sea bath. I confiscated the money, and today I just ate for nothing."

Oh, that's the case, Qin Dong frowned.

"Is this person's face forgotten in my mother's belly when she came out of her womb," Du Xiaoshu scolded, "I will dare to do this next time, and see how I clean him up!"

Qin Dong smiled and didn't care. A resident in the factory couldn't enter his Dharma vision in his previous life, and neither would in this life!

Surrounded by a group of people, Sun Kuirong went out like a moon, and the person in the factory sales department smiled, "Brother Sun, Qin Dong is pretty sensible!"

Sun Kuirong smiled, not smiling, "Young man, you have to know how many catties you have... how many bowls of rice you can eat..."

"Yes, or don't want to sell his beer, it's all grandson covering him..." Someone immediately agreed, "Or, then he will know who is the uncle and who is the grandson..."

"Don't say that," Sun Kuirong's lips and nose joined together again, "We, isn't it just a canteen that doesn't cost money to eat..."