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Chapter 197 Sense of Identity

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    The two chatted until they were in a good mood, and simply sat on the ground, took the books in the box to their knees and counted them.

    When Dong Fang passed by, she took a look at the so-called books. Some of the covers were missing, so she wrapped a temporary sheet with old newspapers;

    There was a musty smell on the crumpled pages of the book.  The man casually slapped it, and the dust that had accumulated in the warehouse over the years rose up all over the sky.

    "Ah Choo!" Dong Fang covered her mouth and sneezed.

    "Sorry, I didn't pay attention just now, I don't know someone passing by." The man waved his hand apologetically.

    Dong Fang smiled: "These books are all good, but I'm afraid they need to be dried in the sun before they can be read, otherwise they can be put on the bookshelf directly, and moths are easy to come out."

    The man looked up at Dong Fang, "This is an expert encounter."

    "I really can't count as an expert. My hometown also has a lot of books. Once the rainy season is over, as long as the sun is out, they have to be swarmed to the patio to dry. Otherwise, if you don't pay attention, the book will go bad."  It¡¯s gone.¡± Dong Fang said, ¡°It sounds like there¡¯s another library in your place, right?¡±

    "That's our own library in the factory. It's just built, but the conditions are limited, and many of the furnishings are not comparable to the decent libraries outside. Seeing you like this, you have read a lot of books, right? If you don't mind  If so, you can go to the library of the factory with us to have a look? If you have any suitable suggestions, please suggest more. "

    "By the way, I have been nagging for a long time, and I forgot to introduce myself. It is fate to meet you today. My name is Yuan Cizhong, and I am the director of our Fengda Instrument Factory. The one next to me is our factory affairs office.  It's called Tong Yaowu." Yuan Cizhong was very talkative, speaking in a very casual atmosphere, as if he had known Dong Fang for a long time, without restraint at all.

    Dong Fang smiled and nodded, stretched out her hand and shook Yuan Cizhong politely: "Hello, my name is Dong Fang, and I come from Jin County."

    "Jinxian County?" Tong Yaowu suddenly said when he heard the place name, "Is there something called 'Fangfang Feed Concentrate'?"

    Dong Fang raised her eyes and glanced at Tong Yaowu, and said with a smile: "We are a small place in Jin County, fortunately you have heard of such a brand. It's a pleasure to meet you."

    Tong Yaowu patted Yuan Cizhong's shoulder and raised his eyebrows: "Didn't my cousin own a pig farm? The concentrated essence is used, and the pig looks fat after eating it, and the price is also good. People  Talk to me whenever I drink, but no, I, who doesn¡¯t raise pigs, have heard of this feed.¡±

    Dong Fang was noncommittal, but smiled softly and didn't say much.

    Facing the dim street lights, Yuan Cizhong waved to Dong Fang: "Let's go, the dark clouds are thickening again."

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    The so-called library of Fengda Instrument Factory is actually in a corner next to the factory building.  A room that looks like a dilapidated building, with a few light bulbs hanging on the door, and the words "library" pasted on a piece of paper, can barely open the door.

    Walking into the house, as expected, the pungent smell of the whole room poured into Dong Fang's nose.  At a glance, it is only a dozen square meters in size. It is more suitable to be called a reading room than a library.

    The tables and chairs inside also look defective, either missing legs or uneven.  In short, it seems that it doesn't know where it was eliminated, and it was recycled directly.

    Everything in front of me told Dong Fang that this Fengda Instrument Factory was probably a small factory with average economic strength, and everything was still under development and construction.  Generally, those who are small businesses mostly think about how to quickly realize the product, and have almost no time to take care of other problems.

    However, this small Fengda Instrument Factory has taken into account the spiritual needs of the entire factory and provided everyone with a quiet corner where they can read.  This is a feeling of doing things, which makes Dong Fang look at Yuan Cizhong with a sense of identity with the management philosophy.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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