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Shen Ruoran's destination was the 23rd floor of Wantang Building.

On each floor, she would go in and take a look, wondering how much life here had changed.

Today's building is well taken care of by Yuan Zhiwei and Tu Zhouzhou, led by Mr. Chen.

The needle and thread passed through the sweater that was mostly knitted, and it felt thick and warm to the touch. Liu Yun lowered her head, blinked her sour eyes a few times, and her lips had been chapped and peeled for a long time.

Patting Huang Xiaoya who was sitting at her feet and helping to thread the thread, she said, "Nanny, give mom a glass of water. Mom will take a small sip. Don't pour more."

Huang Haohua, who was cleaning with a broom, immediately put down the broom in his hand, waved his hand to stop Huang Xiaoya, dug out half of the mineral water from under the bed, poured 100ml of water for Liu Yun, and handed it to her diligently Around the mouth.

"Don't pour so much, pour it back quickly. The building's water resources are efficient. The little you poured is enough for me to drink for a day." Liu Yun muttered angrily.

Huang Haohua seemed to hear the sound of nature, his mouth wide open, and his whole person was in a silly state: Hehe, my wife said 30 words to me at once.

The wardrobes and shelves on this floor are filled with clothing items knitted by the residents of the building during this period. The needlework and thread that Shen Ruoran left here are almost used up.

What happened before made all the surviving people in the building cherish their lives and attach great importance to the tasks Shen Ruoran asked Mr. Chen to give them.

Whether you are a man, a woman, an elderly person, or a child, you have learned textile professional knowledge over and over again.

They hope to reflect their own value and be worthy of Shen Ruoran's free gifts.

The mountains of sweaters, hats, socks... gave Shen Ruoran a big surprise.

Then walking up, the building has more conference rooms and teaching areas than before.

The teaching area was empty at this time. Shen Ruoran walked in curiously. Small tables and chairs were neatly placed around the blackboard. Notebooks and pens were stacked neatly. There were two small baskets beside the table legs, one of which had scissors, Needlework, cotton and cloth.

The other one contained colorful test items.

Shen Ruoran took a closer look and thought it was quite cute.

The blackboard in the center records one of the processes of making down jackets manually.

The characters are not very pretty, but they are written very large, and the pinyin is thoughtfully marked, which shows how considerate and meticulous the teaching staff is.

"It's quite a flavor of life here." Shen Ruoran looked around with satisfaction, and her migrant worker survival building could also learn from it.

Especially Bo Zhiya, who is a college entrance examination candidate this year, should study more and think more.

A few floors above are the dormitories for the residents of the building.

Each room is separated to maintain privacy while leaving a certain amount of space.

Shen Ruoran remembered that before leaving, this place was urgently cleaned up into a messy Datong Shop. Now it has a completely new look, and it doesn't look like it was once oppressed.

Women's dormitories, men's dormitories, and family dormitories can all be chosen according to personal wishes.

At the entrance on the 23rd floor, there are two large signs hanging, one on the left and one on the right. ——The office and residence location of the building management.

——Keep in mind the 24-character values ​​and always remember the kindness of the real person in charge of the building.

Shen Ruoran: Thank you for the invitation, but I am a little bit social.

There is another large sign 2 meters away inside, which lists the remaining reserves of the building and the daily distribution status.

The details are written clearly and fairly.

The offices of Mr. Chen, Tu Zhouzhou, and Yuan Zhiwei are next to each other, and there is an office and a bedroom of more than 100 square meters opposite.

Then there are bedrooms for three people, and the following rooms are warehouses for storing supplies.

The printer is in operation, conveying paper with text forms. The double doors of the office are open, and a bowl of cold dumplings is placed on the left side of the table.

There are about 6 of them.

Tu Zhouzhou was sitting on the office chair, holding a pen in his mouth and sighing.

"Hey, it's been more than a month. If the manager behind the building doesn't come again, there will be nothing to eat."

"According to the progress of everyone's needlework, we should be able to use up the yarn left by the last manager today. What kind of work will be arranged for this group of people tomorrow and the day after tomorrow? Only those who have work to do and don't have enough to eat will not take the initiative to cause trouble. ah."

Shen Ruoran's footsteps were so light that Tu Zhouzhou didn't hear the sound. He lowered his head and didn't see anyone coming in.

Eyelashes lowered, eyes fixed on the newly typed form, he sighed heavily, worried about the building's material reserves.

Old man Chen was getting older, so he delegated all the management of the building to Tu Zhouzhou and Yuan Zhiwei.

When he had nothing to do, he would go for a walk downstairs. When he met someone playing Go, he would stand aside and watch quietly, and sometimes play a few games.

Occasionally, old friends from the 13th floor would come to see him, and Cai Juanhua came the most often.

Just as Shen Ruoran was about to knock on the door of Old Chen's office, Cai Juanhua's loud greetings came from inside.

"Mr. Chen, under your leadership, life in the building is really getting better and better. We should think more about entertainment life. Like Lao Qi and others, it is good to play mahjong at noon."

"Several old sisters and I admire you very much. When we lived on a lower floor, I thought you were extraordinary. You have such a filial child. Now you can be regarded as a reverse change brought by your child. With the equipment, I had a pleasant and happy life in the heavy rain.”

Old Chen doesn't like Cai Juanhua, but he still welcomes people to chat with him.

As I get older, I become more and more afraid of being alone.

His ears automatically filtered out Cai Juanhua's flattery. Old Chen coughed a few times and said with a clear face: "Don't think I'm too old to hear your voice-over. Tell me, what do you want to do?" (End of Chapter)