There are six stone pillars about three feet high around the protruding platform. Several chemical factory pipes are installed at the top of the stone pillars. The entire stone pillar is extremely dark and covered with oil stains.

After observing for a while, Chen Jiangtao wondered why the stone pillars were painted black. With the intuition of Feng Shui, Chen Jiangtao always felt something was wrong, but under the urging of Wumeng Hasa, he didn't have time to take a closer look and followed Wumeng Hasa towards the factory.

When Chen Jiangtao arrived at the entrance of the factory, he realized that it was no wonder that the sour smell here was so strong. It turned out that this factory produced fertilizers.

The overall scale of the factory is not large. It is full of container buildings for chemical production such as reactor distillation towers and heat exchangers. Of course, looking at it, the most are pipelines. Various pipes of different sizes are interspersed horizontally and vertically, filling the entire factory with a full look, looking particularly fulfilling.

No one looked at the factory gate, only some vehicles entered and exited. Chen Jiangtao and Wumeng Hasa walked in directly. After a few steps, Chen Jiangtao and Wumeng Hasa were stopped by a worker wearing blue hard hats. He was very unfriendly and sternly asked: Which work section are you from? Where are your hard hats?

Well, we were actually about to explain, but the man was very busy and didn't listen to the explanation at all. He scolded me directly: I warn you this time this time, and I will find out that all your monthly performance salary will be deducted. I found out three times, so you two should not come to work. Let your department head come to the office to find me later.

Wumeng Hasa wanted to speak several times, but the man waved his hand and stopped him. He educated the two for a long time. During this period, Chen Jiangtao also wanted to interrupt, but he couldn't insert it at all. The man was angry, as if someone owed him money.

Some workers passed by around him. When they saw this person, they were obviously afraid and hurriedly left with their heads down.

Chen Jiangtao saw that the man was wearing a nameplate on his chest, which read the leader of the safety inspection team. After thinking about it, Chen Jiangtao stepped over and held a glass of water in the man's hand.

The man thought that his water was about to fall off, but after being held by Chen Jiangtao like this, he seemed to feel dry mouth, so he looked at Chen Jiangtao with approval and took a sip.

While he stopped talking, Chen Jiangtao quickly said: Leader, hello, we are not workers here, we are here to find people.

When the man heard that he was not an employee here, he was stunned for a moment, and then asked with a stern face: Are you looking for someone? Who are you looking for?

Umenghaza quickly said: Shamaboqu!

It turned out that I was looking for the village chief of Shama. It was very dangerous here. Come and get two hard helmets with me. I will send someone to take you to his office later. As he said that, the head of the security inspection team took Chen Jiangtao and Wumenghasa to the same place, took two hard helmets, and then found another person to lead them to the office of Shamaboqu.

There is a not very wide aisle inside the factory, and only two people can walk side by side. The noise of machines on both sides makes their ears buzzing.

It was the first time that Chen Jiangtao had been approaching these modern industrial related equipment for the first time. He was curious, and he looked left and right along the way, and was very curious no matter what he saw.

While watching Shen Jiangtao, he unexpectedly discovered that the villagers of Dianmeng Village basically do some low-level coolies in this factory, while some of the slightly advanced jobs in the jobs are held by outsiders.

Even in some places where heavy polluted gases were gushing, the villagers coughed violently, and there were no protective measures to work there, while the people standing next to command were tightly wrapped and wearing gas masks.

After a while, the two of them came to an office building with pipes spread out across the street. There were many villagers working nearby.

The person who led the way came over, knocked on a door a few times, and rushed inside and said: Village Chief Shama, two people came to find you, looking through someone from your village.

Come in! A more hoarse voice came from the office.

Wumeng Hasa pushed the door and entered, and Chen Jiangtao followed closely behind.

The office is soundproofed and very quiet. Compared with the outside, it is two completely different worlds.

In the office, a white-haired old man in his seventies was sitting on a rocking chair and listening leisurely. When he saw Chen Jiangtao and Wumeng Hasa coming, he took off his glasses and asked in confusion: Which family are you children? Why haven’t I seen them before?

The old man asked, looking up and down at Chen Jiangtao and Wumenghasa, especially Chen Jiangtao. He looked at him not as dressed as people in this area.

Uncle Shamaboqu, I am Wumenghasa, the son of Umurbo. This is the headscarf given to you by my dad. As he said that, Umenghasa handed over a headscarf.

In this place, people from both sides meet and give them a headscarf, which is also a kind of identity recognition.

These headscarves are made of batik technology, and the batik molds used by each house are different and are easy to identify.

After hearing Wumenghaza's words, the old man looked a little surprised. He looked carefully at the headscarf handed over by Wumenghaza. It was indeed a common pattern used by Wumenghaza. After looking at Wumenghaza for a while, he nodded slightly: It really looks like when he was young.

Shama Boqu pushed the turban aside, crossed his legs, and asked with a joke: What? Did your father see that our Dianmeng Village is now developed and wants you to come here to work? This is easy to say. If you go back and let him tell me by yourself, I will definitely agree. You are his next generation, and I don’t want the matter between us to drag you down.

Shama Boqu looked proud, obviously he was very concerned about what happened back then.

Wumenghaza is a smart man. When he saw Shamaboqu's attitude, he smiled and walked over to him to pour a glass of water for him. At the same time, he said respectfully: Uncle, I don't know what you and my dad are doing. Today I am asking for something as a nephew. I am such a generous person. It is impossible for a junior to make things difficult for a young man, right?

Wumenghaza's attitude made Shamaboqu very useful. His unfriendly expression just now eased and disappeared. He put down his legs with his raised cross-legged legs. After being praised, he showed a very proud look on his face: Of course I won't make things difficult for you, a junior, and you have nothing to do with the matter back then. Just say that when you were born, although I didn't go, I asked someone to take all the gifts I should give.

Shamaboqu took the tea and took a sip, squinted and smiled: You are also a good young man, tell me, what do you want to do? My uncle arranged for you
Chapter completed!