Secret Agent Pretty Woman

Downstairs at Luo Yan's house, the two of them were chatting about each other, touching and kissing, it's a pity that Luo Yan did come to the aunt, Li Moyang was very helpless, he always couldn't get in with a close kick, Could it be that he is the reincarnation of the national football team?

Luo Yan finally had a solemn expression on her face, her little finger drew a circle on Li Moyang's chest, thought for a while and said: "Moyang, you are very beautiful tonight, I don't know which aspect you are doing better, those big people treat you well Very respectful, and you also said that you are rich and ready to invest in Binhai. It doesn’t matter to me, I just want you to promise me that you will not do things that are sorry for the society. I like yours People, not your money. Whether you have money or not, I will trust you in this life, and I hope we can go further, do you understand what I mean?"

Li Moyang hugged Luo Yan tightly, and nodded: "Trust me! You must believe me, I, Li Moyang, have never done anything to be sorry for the society, not in the past, not now, and never in the future!"

Luo Yan lightly pecked Li Moyang's forehead, broke free from her embrace, turned around and ran upstairs lightly, Li Moyang looked at Luo Yan's back, a trace of helplessness emerged from the bottom of his heart, Luo Yan's words deeply touched Li Moyang.

He was extremely depressed and went back to his safe house. There were 2000 million banknotes under the bed. Li Moyang couldn’t fall asleep for a long time. Back in China these days, the presence of beauties, the prosperity of the city, and the avatars that people are busy all day are not enough, but I still feel Something is missing.

What is missing?Li Moyang thought for a long time, and finally realized that his life lacked passion.

This passion is not fighting, killing, or performing special tasks, but a feeling of integrating into society. I have been away from China for eight years, and I have been separated from society for too long. There are some things that I can try to do, and I should do something for the society What!

Silent all night.

At nine o'clock the next morning, Li Moyang appeared downstairs at Chen Xin's house on time, and Chen Xin was also waiting downstairs on time. The two met and smiled at each other.

"Pirate Captain Didi, I'm sorry to bother you even on a big Sunday, you've worked hard."

"Serving beautiful women! My waist is broken and my legs are weak. That's your love and my wish..."

"Chichi, brat, you are taking advantage of my sister again..."

On the way to the locomotive factory, Chen Xin and Li Moyang were making nasty jokes with each other. Ever since their sexual relationship almost broke through, their verbal ambiguity has not stopped.

Halfway through, Chen Xin and Li Moyang went to the supermarket to buy peanut oil, olive oil, rice, flour, and fruits, and Li Moyang became a free labor force.

"I said Madam Boss, you are really ruthless in mobilizing people. When will you pay your wages? This is a big problem. Shouldn't the fuel money be reimbursed?"

Li Moyang closed the rear compartment of the Phaeton, grinned and said while covering his waist.

Chen Xin's winking eyes were like silk and her eyebrows were raised, and the corner of her mouth smiled seductively: "Cut, Xiao Mian, you are still short of that little money, pirate captain Didi."

Li Moyang wished he could knock down this charming evildoer on the spot.

Arriving at the gate of Dongshi District Locomotive Factory, Bailan stood there and waited for a long time. The white dress and flat shoes looked a bit like a schoolgirl. The little girl changed her style today. sister attire.

Li Moyang thought to himself: Yes, I like it.

Seeing Li Moyang's Phaeton car approaching, Bai Lan hurriedly beckoned, got in the car, and greeted the guard. Li Moyang drove into the locomotive factory area.

"Drive around a few times!" Upon entering the factory area, Chen Xin changed into a serious face with a hint of sadness.

The locomotive factory has a very modern name: Dongfeng, which means that the factory was built in that era. The Dongfeng blows wars and drums, who is afraid of others in this world, so the whole factory area is full of red Soviet style, and one spot is mottled. There is also a dark yellow slogan on the wall: "Grasp the revolution to promote production, and never forget the class struggle!" The beautiful imitation Song style big characters seem to have returned to the passionate but crazy years.

The gate of the office building in the factory area is closed. This is a tall building covered with mosaics and covered with vines. It looks like a 60s design. The floor is covered with terrazzo, and the iron-framed windows are painted with green paint. The corridors are dimly lit. There is a wooden sign at the door of each office, with the name of the department written on it in black paint.

The workshops in the factory area are tall and neatly arranged like an old barracks. The red brick walls are also covered with wall-climbing tigers, and the overwhelming greenery gives it a poetic feeling.The locomotive factory naturally has a railway track extension factory area, which is handed over to the Binhai Railway trunk line.

There is an old antique steam locomotive on one of the broken rails. In front of the front of the locomotive, there are two big red calligraphy characters: Dongfeng. The whole locomotive looks very simple and heavy.

Tall factory buildings, railway tracks, blast furnaces, chimneys, cooling towers, and steel buildings full of power and beauty abound in the entire factory area, making people feel the greatness and magnificence of the industry involuntarily, and are amazed by it.

The flat main road in the factory area, the sycamore trees on both sides are more than 60 years old, and they are towering and dense. The leaves as wide as palms shoot sunlight through the gaps, and the ground is mottled and mottled, which is very lens-like.

Bai Lan pointed to the surrounding factory buildings and said: "The locomotive factory was designed by experts from the former Soviet Union. The distance and location between each building are very particular, and they will not change easily. I grew up here, and these layouts have never been different. Changed, according to my father, this is all based on science, which is also part of industrial design!"

Li Moyang didn't say anything, and drove all the way to the north of the factory area. There is a huge open-air coal storage yard here. There is no coal stored on the dark ground. The paint on various giant machines is peeling off, and the rails in the factory area are also rusted. There is a sense of vicissitudes.

It took more than two hours to go around. This locomotive factory occupies a large area, and the traces of the former Soviet Union are everywhere. At that time, China’s domestic Soviet-style factories and Lao Maozi’s model had a huge organization, canteens and schools. Kindergartens and cinemas are all available, and the living area is like a small city. Due to the large number of people, there are special armed agencies in the factory area, responsible for security. Together with the family area, this locomotive factory is clearly a small city.

But now this small city has become deserted. The entire locomotive factory has been relocated to a new factory in the suburbs. The old factory building has been left behind. It is not without value for demolition, but the resettlement of more than 1000 laid-off workers has become a hot potato. , no one wants to take over.

Chen Xin's overall impression of the locomotive factory is good. Firstly, it occupies a large area. Secondly, the demolition project is not considered stressful. The old factory building can be demolished if it is torn down, and demolition is not difficult.But when he came to the family area, Chen Xin's heart rose to his throat. Is this in the slums or the end of the world?

The old-fashioned tube building is three stories high, with more than 20 rows. Bamboo poles, iron wires and so on are stretched out from each building, and all kinds of clothes are hung in colorful colors, like the flag of the United Nations.Between the buildings are a mess of side buildings, with asbestos tiles on the roof and colorful rainproof cloth, which are either used as kitchens or storage rooms, and some of them are still occupied by tenants. It is simply a shanty town.

Such a large shantytown, how much energy and money would it cost to demolish it?Chen Xin's brows were slowly furrowed.

Bai Lan smiled embarrassedly: "This is the courtyard of the old family of the locomotive factory, and my house is also inside. Please don't be disgusted with it, come to my house and have a cup of tea."

So Bai Lan led the way, Chen Xin was in the middle, and Li Moyang was a coolie carrying the heaviest peanut oil, flour, and rice, walking behind, with one foot deep and the other shallow.

Waller had nowhere to go.

Garbage is everywhere, the public toilets emit a pungent smell, the sewage is in disrepair for a long time, vigilant wild cats squat on the low walls, mangy dogs walk everywhere, green moss grows under the walls of the side buildings, and there are trash collectors riding tricycles from time to time. Vendors yelled past.

At this point, there are still people who just got up and stood brushing their teeth, foaming at the mouth, saying hello to Bai Lan, and at the same time curiously looking at the well-dressed Chen Xin and Li Moyang, with big and small bags. Damn, engineer Bai is here today. La.

This is where Prynne lives.

Came to Bai Lan's house on the third floor.

"Your guests are welcome at the door. Mr. Chen, please sit down. I heard from Bai Lan that you are coming. I am really sorry. The house is a bit cramped. It is really a great honor for you, the boss, to come to our house."

Bai Lan's father's white shirt was tucked into his trousers, he was full of energy, and his face was also full of energy. Just like back then, he was busy entertaining guests.

Li Moyang put down his things and looked around. The room was obviously cleaned up and tidy, but the furniture and everything were old-fashioned. Normally, Engineer Bai shouldn't be living in such a tight situation. I don't know what happened.

There are two rooms of [-] square meters. There is a big bed against the wall in the outer room, teapots, tea bowls and thermos bottles on the square table. The TV refrigerator in the corner occupies most of the space at once. The inner room is a small bed covered with blue striped sheets. Neatly, it was obviously Bai Lan's hut, and the small suit she wore at work was hung by the bed.

Engineer Bai was busy making tea and pouring water for a long time, and suddenly realized that Li Moyang looked familiar, so he stared at Li Moyang for a long time.

Bai Lan hastily introduced: "Dad, this is Li Moyang. Do you remember the little Li from Qingshuigou Village? That's him."

"Hello, Uncle Bai! I'm Mo Yang."

"Let me just say, I thought you looked familiar as soon as I walked in the door. It turned out to be you, naughty ghost. You broke an old Soviet pocket watch of mine back then. I will never forget you!"

Li Moyang thought in his heart, if you knew that your daughter was tricked into stripping naked by me when she was a child, you would never forget me.

"How are your parents?" Bai Jingtian asked.

"They're all dead." Li Moyang's heart sank.

"Oh, it's a pity, so young..." Bai Gong obviously began to reminisce about the past, and the small room became depressed for a while.

"Bai Gong, you are an old man from the locomotive factory. I have a question to ask you!" Chen Xin looked at his watch and it was almost twelve o'clock, so he couldn't waste any more time.

"Oh, you see I'm just nostalgic, please tell me."

"Specific matters, I think Bai Lan may have told you in private that according to the arrangement of the municipal government, Ted Company may purchase the land of the dismounted vehicle factory recently. I plan to build this land into a commercial house and sell it to the outside world. I don't know what you have Good suggestions and opinions?"

As expected of the boss, Chen Xin explained clearly the purpose of his visit in a few words.