A soft-waisted educated youth has sex with a loyal dog and a rough guy in the 1960s

Chapter 872: Is it feasible?
At this moment, Lu Miao hissed again.

This time, my eyes were really filled with tears.

Not only was the board hard and rough, but there were also nails with their heads sticking out that hadn't been nailed in.

Fu Jingyou picked her up swiftly, and the nail scraped off several strands of her hair.

Lu Miao covered the back of his head and took a deep breath.

Fu Jingyou was also startled when he saw the strand of black hair on the wooden board. He held her shoulders and looked around:
"Does it hurt? Does it hurt?"

"What do you say?"

Lu Miao glared at him unhappily.

Knowing that he didn't mean it, I just pretended to be angry and hit him lightly.

She pushed him away, opened the lunch box and put it on the table for him to eat:

"I saved the ribs with sauce last night for you. I heated them up this morning before bringing them here. Come and eat them."

Fu Jingyou held her wrist tightly and was reluctant to let go:

"Are you really okay? Such a big strand..."

"Thanks to you, I'm not bald yet."

"..."

Fu Jingyou laughed and shook his head, then sat down at the table and took a bite of a piece of pork chop.

"You're here so early, have you eaten yet?"

"Eat."

Lu Miao nodded, scanned the entire office, turned around and looked at him with a smile and asked:
"How's it going? Is it delicious?"

"good to eat."

The rice is coated with the rich pork ribs soup, which not only smells delicious but also tastes delicious.

Fu Jingyou took several big mouthfuls.

Lu Miao took a look at the wooden bed.

Really small.

It was so small that even the single mat Fu Jingyou brought from home could not cover it.

The living conditions can be said to be very harsh.

Lu Miao saw the situation and sat across the table from Fu Jingyou, holding his chin and saying:

"Have you been so busy lately? That's why you haven't been home yet?"

"I have to stay up late every day, and then go home to wash up and make noises that disturb you and the children. It's not worth it."

Lu Miao frowned.

Is there anything worthwhile?
What if I get busy in the future and can’t go home?

Lu Miao puffed up his face and was a little unhappy. He didn't want to say anything unlucky so early in the morning, so he just said sourly:

"Do whatever you want. I won't come back next time if I'm busy at work. What if I disturb you and the child?"

She has her own way of being sarcastic.

Fu Jingyou could tell that she was speaking sarcastically. He still had pork ribs in his mouth, and he grabbed her hand across the table with his free hand:

"I'll go back to live tonight."

Lu Miao glared at him: "You're the best!"

Having predicted and understood her little thoughts, Fu Jingyou shook his head and couldn't help laughing again.

Lu Miao snorted proudly, leaned on the table with his arms resting on his head, and chatted with him in a random manner:

"I heard from my aunt that there was a work-related injury at your factory, and it caused quite a stir some time ago?"

"It's not that exaggerated. It has already leveled off."

"Isn't it because of these things that you haven't been home recently? If it's settled, why don't you go home?"

"That's not the case..."

"That is how the matter?"

Not wanting to worry his wife, Fu Jingyou kept everything to himself.

But he forgot that Lu Miao was a person who would not stop until he got to the bottom of things.

If she got any hint of something, she would have to know almost all the details.

Otherwise, the worry is unavoidable.

Silently gnawing on two pieces of ribs, Fu Jingyou said:
"I'll take you to see it later." Lu Miao nodded, and then he calmed down obediently.

After finishing his meal, Fu Jingyou put the lunch box in a small net bag and took Lu Miao to his separate small workshop to have a look.

He didn't go into detail about the situation at the factory, just gave a general idea.

For example, because the factory director was corrupt and the factory was short of funds, he wanted to do something to cash in.

Lu Miao nodded in understanding, and was quite surprised:

"Our company had followed up with the People's Daily on the news release about corruption. I didn't expect it to be from your company?"

"Ah."

Fu Jingyou showed her the results of his work during this period.

As for the machinery factory, small motors and lathes for producing various gears and small accessories are all readily available.

There are several children in the family, and the toys can fill several boxes.

Fu Jingyou was inspired and made a lot of small toys of different sizes, including clockwork cats, dogs, small airplanes, etc.

However, the appearance is not designed and it looks like an assembly of various steel sheets.

It has shape but no appearance, and is ugly.

In the future, maybe it can be associated with the mechanical dogs and cats in science fiction movies, but now...

That's bad enough.

And that’s not the point.

The point is, how many families are willing to buy gadgets for their children at this stage?
These lumps of iron look expensive and troublesome to make.

Lu Miao thought about it and asked:
"How much does this cost? How many can you make in a day?"

"All of them are made from remelted scraps from the factory. The estimated cost is about 30-50 cents. These are all test pieces... We haven't made the molds yet. We have to make them one by one by hand. We can't make many in a day."

Fu Jingyou rubbed his short hair and actually found some problems.

Mainly because it's ugly.

If you want to make it beautiful, you have to spray paint and introduce relevant machinery and equipment.

Otherwise, it would just be a lump of iron and no one would buy it.

But where are the conditions now?
Still waiting to cash in on these things.

Fu Jingyou has been getting more and more worried these days. He wants to find another way out, but he can't come up with any good ideas for the time being.

Lu Miao let out a deep breath and said "hmm".

She is not good at physical labor, but her mind works quickly.

She pursed her lips and tightened her jaw to think for a while, and an idea flashed through her mind:
"Can a machine shop only produce metal molds? Can it produce plastic molds and mass produce them?"

"This is not difficult. It takes a little effort to adjust the initial mold, but it's just for a while. For mass production, it will be enough as long as there is enough material."

Lu Miao laughed softly, "Haha", his eyes were bright and beautiful:

"Well, I do have an idea, but I guess you'll have to think about it a little more before you can implement it."

Fu Jingyou shook his head, not quite understanding, but still looked at her seriously, waiting for her next words.

Lu Miao knew that he was anxious, and since there was no one else around, she didn't keep him in suspense and pulled his arm to get closer to her.

She whispered something.

Fu Jingyou was stunned at first, and then his peach blossom eyes brightened slightly.

He stood up and looked at her intently.

She smiled and looked back at him:
"Do you think it's feasible?"

Fu Jingyou nodded, very sure:

"You can try it!"

Lu Miao smiled brightly. Knowing that he had a lot of things to do, he did not bother him any more.

"Then I'll go back first, you go ahead and do your work? We agreed to go home in the evening!"

"Ah."

Fu Jingyou responded in a low voice and glanced outside quickly.

It's almost time to go to work at nine o'clock.

After the factory workers finished their meal, they came to the workshop one after another.

I could vaguely hear some noise outside, but I could also feel that there were not many people around.

Fu Jingyou stretched out his long arms, wrapped his arms around her waist and held her tightly in his arms, then lowered his head and kissed her domineeringly.