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The news that team 2 used hot showers caused a sensation in the whole factory. │| │

Workers from other oil production teams also came to the second team to rub the water with excuses.Who doesn't like to take a comfortable hot bath after a busy day.

In the words of Old Wu: "The water column hitting the flesh is more comfortable than lying on a woman."

Dou Wanshan set up 6 stoves in one go, but it was still not enough to supply 3 showers.Although he was very busy, he was as happy as a child celebrating the new year, and said to Su Cheng: "Our 2nd team hasn't had such a good time in a long time, okay, well done."

The steam was rising in the shed, and Su Cheng smiled wryly: "I originally thought that our 2nd team would send 30 people to work at a time, and three showers would be enough for changing washes..."

"Didn't you see that people let us in the 2nd team? It's okay, we are crowded, everyone is happy." Dou Wanshan said shaking his head: "The 300-person bathhouse in the factory still has a limited time, and you have to take a bath Tickets, go at night, the water is so small that it looks like urine. Lao Shiguang looked at the bathhouse as it was bigger, and they are comfortable to use. We work outside, hehe..."

Su Cheng said helplessly: "I was still thinking about how to get a more comfortable toilet. Looking at it now, other teams won't come to use it..."

"Can you get the toilet from the headquarters?" Dou Wanshan was so excited that he didn't listen to the second half of his sentence.Who doesn't like good things, it's just limited by the conditions.

If it weren't for Director Liu and Lin Yonggui's relationship, Sioux City wouldn't be able to reimburse the hundreds of dollars. In this day and age, if the public doesn't pay, even private individuals can't.

After thinking about it, Su Cheng whispered, "It's not difficult to get another toilet, but you have to listen to me."

"That's not easy. If we can build a good toilet, we can do whatever you ask us to do." Before Dou Wanshan could reply, Old Wu came out wrapped in a towel, looking like a buffalo out of the bath.

Dou Wanshan was more cautious and asked, "Xiao Su, what do you want us to do?"

"Seeing that you are nervous, you just want to make up a name. I named it Basic Five Primary School." After Su Cheng introduced it, he said: "I'm thinking about writing a newsletter, publishing it in a newspaper, and then we The 2 teams make a pilot, and naturally lose a set of equipment.”

"It's still a college student thief. We can't compare to the bad water." Old Wu smiled with his back molars exposed, and stabbed Dou Wanshan with his hands.

Captain Dou came over during the struggle years, and when he heard the newspapers and newsletters, he said with some fear, "Nothing will happen."

"Old Dou, what can happen here? Look at the grandchildren of the oil pipe factory? Last time I made some tofu cubes that save materials. When we meet again, the nostrils are all upturned. This time it's our turn to report." Lao Wu said He said, looking at Su Cheng with a little worry: "Would other newspapers be willing to publish this shitty thing about us?"

"I'll give it a try." Su Cheng didn't finish his sentence.

He is actually [-]% to [-]% sure.The current government, enterprises and public institutions all pay attention to "knowledge-oriented and youthful" cadres, so Peking University students in the early years were promoted very quickly in their respective units. With such a relationship, there is no requirement for the front page and time. Now, publishing an article is extremely simple, and the six sons who have just arrived at the work unit may be able to do it.

As long as there is a report, and then turn around and look for Lin Yonggui, it will be easy to talk.

Su Cheng went back to his room, took out a few old newspapers, and imitated the newsletter.

To say that he still has the knowledge of the Chinese department in his memory, but he is completely at a loss as to how to combine them.

Su Cheng wrote a small article of a few hundred words all night, and he was finally satisfied. He thought with lingering fear: Fortunately, he didn't stay in the ministry as a secretary, otherwise he wouldn't be able to sleep.

He wrote another letter and sent it to Liu Zi together with the newsletter, asking him to help find some senior brothers and publish it.

In the next few days, Su Cheng will wait for the news with peace of mind.

This wait lasted for a week, and at the moment when he was complaining about the postal efficiency, Xiao Hei led a jeep and rushed into the well station, shouting as he ran, "People are coming from Beijing."

In the oil field, Beijing is a very symbolic word.

When Su Cheng sneaked out of the room with his cloth shoes on, Captain Dou, Lao Wu and others were all waiting in the open space.

"Captain Dou, you worked the evening shift yesterday, why are you up now." Su Cheng was still full of surprise.

"It's not you kid, someone from Beijing has come." Dou Wanshan gave Su Cheng a fierce look, but moved a bit to protect him behind him.

In the past few years, when Beijingers came to the oil field, good and bad things happened, but in Dou Wanshan's impression, good things were far away, but bad things were always close at hand.

Su Cheng was stunned for a moment, looked at Dou Wanshan's broad back, and said, "Captain, it's okay, the little guy behind is my classmate."

Dou Wanshan smiled honestly, let Su Cheng out, and said in a low voice: "Be careful what you say."

Su Cheng smiled helplessly.

The six sons were wearing cadre uniforms, greeted the people around them, trotted over, hugged Su Cheng, patted him heavily, and said, "You bastard, you came to the oil field without saying a word, really."

He suddenly let go of Su Cheng, put his finger on his nose and sniffed, frowning.

"I haven't smelled the engine oil and the original smell." Su Cheng laughed heartily.It's a good feeling to meet an old friend in a foreign land.

Liu Zi's nose was a little sour, and he said with red eyes: "Didn't you say... well, how did you come to the oil production team in the oil field?"

"When we were in school, didn't we often talk about building borders for the motherland and oil fields for the motherland? I am building oil fields now." Su Cheng said in a teasing tone: "But you, why did you come here? Could it be that you took the opportunity to travel. "

"You're talking nonsense again." Liu Zi smiled, pointed to the middle-aged man with a square face who came from behind, and introduced: "This is Peng Jian, the deputy editor-in-chief of "Youth Reference", and we are writing for your newsletter came."

"Hello, Editor-in-Chief Peng." Su Cheng was slightly surprised.

Although "Youth Reference" is a sub-journal of "China Youth Daily", it is founded on the spirit of "running a reference news for young people", and it is a market-oriented national newspaper.

This has exceeded Sioux City's expectations.

While shaking hands with Su Cheng, Peng Jian was also looking at him, and said: "I saw your newsletter by chance, it was very simple and true, so I wanted to come here to have a look. Peking University student In the oil field, it is a good subject.”

Simple and true from the words of writers, it can only be regarded as a euphemistic description, Su Cheng was embarrassed, and said: "There are still many college students at the grassroots level."

Peng Jian looked at him with great interest, and asked, "It's not counted as being impacted, but do you know any Peking University student who took the initiative to go to the grassroots?"

"There is a classmate from Hubei who seems to be returning to his hometown." Su Cheng recalled what he had seen during the graduation season.

Peng Jian nodded and asked with a smile: "Then do you know how many major national media have reported on your classmate?"

"How many?"

"A lot, and I can't say the exact number." Peng Jian suddenly laughed.

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