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"Brother Huogou." Li Jingsan grinned, and handed three cents to Wang Huogou.

Wang Huogou licked his dry lips, took the three cents from Li Jingsan into his palm, and held it tightly.

Looking at Chu Tianshu who was sitting at the desk writing from a distance, Wang Huogou lowered his voice: "How is it? I said it's an errand that can make money, right?"

"It can make money." Li Jingsan looked around: "Brother Huogou, that fan...is very powerful, should we..."

"Don't even think about that thing." Wang Huogou stopped immediately: "We can't use that thing at home, and if we sell it, we will be tracked down."

"That……"

"Let's wait later." Wang Huogou thought for a while: "In the future, if his factory deducts our wages or beats us, we will steal his things. If he is a good person like now, we should stop stealing."

"Okay." Li Jingsan nodded.

In a factory where beer is served, food is provided, and wages are high, the workers are the last ones who want the factory's interests to be damaged.

Because the profit of the factory was damaged and closed down, the workers had to go to the factory where the treatment was worse.

"Go back, the food should be ready soon." When Wang Huogou mentioned the food, he couldn't help swallowing: "The food in this factory is delicious."

Li Jingsan nodded: "Oh."

After walking two steps, he thought for a while and asked again: "Brother Huogou, that girl..."

Wang Huogou looked in the direction of his finger.

It was the girl named Zhou Congee.

His face was dark and covered with a layer of gray, and the color could not be seen.

But compared to the unkempt girls they usually see, Zhou Congee is much better.

Wang Huogou's Adam's apple twitched: "If you like it, then go after it yourself, anyway, I don't think that woman is a good person."

"Not like a good person?" Li Jingsan hesitated: "Let's forget it."

The ones that are too beautiful and the ones with too many thoughts are beyond the reach of ordinary people like him.

"Hey, you two, dinner is ready." Chen Xiangcao foolishly shouted at Wang Huogou and Li Jingsan.

While shouting, she and Zhou Porridge greeted Wang Huogou's other five partners for dinner.

Meals for eight adults, six and a half children, should be barely enough.

After Zhou Conge finished his work, when he returned to the fan, Wang Chengzi reluctantly gave way: "Sister Zhou Congee, sit down."

"When did you move the stool?" Zhou Porridge sat down and said, "It's cool with a fan."

"Mr. Chu said just now that this fan, together with the fan we made ourselves, will be given to us for sleeping at night." Chen Xiangcao said.

Wang Chengzi's eyes lit up all of a sudden: "Really?"

"Really." Chen Xiangcao stood behind Zhou Congee, blowing the cool breeze from Zhou Congee.

It's also very cool.

But compared to sitting alone in front of the fan and covering the whole body under the fan, it is still much worse.

"Did Chu Gong say that?" Zhou Porridge felt his head cool down as the wind blew.

"Yes." Chen Xiangcao nodded.

Zhou Porridge thought for a while, and said, "The...six people that Wang Huogou brought just now, Mr. Chu said he wanted me to pay them as well."

"Really?" Wang Chengzi's eyes widened: "What are they doing?"

"Isn't that so?" Zhou Conge raised his chin: "They helped Wang Huogou bring the wood and made fan leaves for him."

"Such a little work?" Chen Xiangcao pursed her mouth: "Sister Zhou Congee, how much did they get paid?"

"Eight percent." Zhou Congee pursed his lips, "Eight percent per person."

The money spent is her money.

Although in the end it was she who proposed the money from Tanmo, but it went into his own pocket, and Zhou Porridge felt that it was already his own money.

What's more, Chu Gong also recognized it.

As a result, these guys...

Zhou Porridge sighed: "Mr. Chu said that we will expand the scale in the future, and we will bring more small workers to work tomorrow."

"Hey." Chen Xiangcao was stunned for a moment: "Is it tomorrow?"

"Didn't you see it?" Zhou Porridge said helplessly, "Wang Huogou has already brought it today, and he hasn't done any work. Chugong will pay them wages, take care of the food, and give them wine."

"Maybe they can live in the factory like us."

"Then..." Wang Chengzi suddenly became alert: "Then the six of them, don't they also have to occupy an electric fan?"

"Then who knows?" Zhou Porridge shook his head.

"Anyway, that's the way it is." The girl spread her hands: "Wang Huogou can't be the only one who can bring people in to work, right?"

"I..." Chen Xiangcao thought for a while: "I also want to bring people in to work...my brother, I think my brother can do the work we do."

"Then you have to ask Mr. Chu if he is willing." Zhou Porridge said softly.

"But I think Chu Gong should let you take it."

Zhou Conge held his small face in his hands: "Worker Chu is so kind."

"Yes, Worker Chu is so nice, he would definitely be willing to let me bring my brother in to work." Chen Xiangcao nodded vigorously, stretched out her head to look at Chu Tianshu, and shrunk her neck again.

"Then I'll ask." Seeing that neither of them had any intention of asking, Wang Chengzi got up and walked towards Chu Tianshu.

Zhou Congee glanced inadvertently.

Wang Chengzi walked up to Chu Tianshu and said something.

Chu Tianshu didn't even look up, but based on Wang Chengzi's reaction, he probably agreed.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Chengzi ran back quickly, full of ambition, and stood in front of Zhou Porridge and Chen Xiangcao: "I just asked Chu Gong."

"What did Mr. Chu say?" Chen Xiangcao asked eagerly.

Wang Chengzi looked at Zhou Porridge.

Zhou Porridge got up helplessly, pulled Wang Chengzi to sit on the stool, facing the fan, and asked, "Chengzi, what did Mr. Chu say?"

"Chu Gong said that we can bring people over to work tomorrow."

"Really!" Chen Xiangcao was overjoyed.

"But!" Wang Chengzi raised his head and said.

Chen Xiangcao froze for a moment: "But?"

"But!" Wang Chengzi said with a playful smile, "Guess what Chugong said later?"

"What did Gong Chu say?" Zhou Porridge asked curiously.

"Chu Gong said that we should not pump too hard."

Zhou Conge pursed his lips.

"Pumping water?" Chen Xiangcao was confused: "What is it?"

"Hmph, I don't know either." Wang Chengzi put his hands on his hips and raised his head.

"I don't know if I'm still so happy." Chen Xiangcao curled her lips: "But I'll just take my brother alone, so it should be fine, right?"

"It should be fine." Zhou Congee forced a smile.

She probably knew what the pumping meant.

After the meal, several half-children hurriedly hurriedly finished the fan blades before nine o'clock.

So Chu Tianshu put down his work again and took a group of children to test the fan blades they made.

Compared with metal products, wooden fan blades are too thick and not strong enough.

Because the motor speed is low, the wooden fan blades are actually not very windy.

But that's much better than nothing.

After comparison, a group of people happily installed a fan.

After that, Chu Tianshu announced that he was off work, and arranged accommodation for the three girls and seven boys respectively.

One fan for boys and one fan for girls.

"I have to go back and tell my parents to work overtime at night and not go home to rest." After arranging the accommodation, Zhou Porridge asked Chu Tianshu for leave in a low voice.

Then, the other kids.

After tasting the blowing of the fan, the new six boys don't feel much like going home to sleep.