But what surprised Han Feng was that Kitanohara Panasonic did not seem to be in a hurry to take him to get familiar with the business. He started working, so he took him back to his office, poured two cups of tea, and started drinking tea.

Kitahara Panasonic seemed to be preparing for a casual chat.

"Senior Panasonic, should you take me to get to know the work I need to do first?" Han Feng asked tentatively, basically able to guess what Kitanohara Panasonic is going to do next.

Sure enough, Panasonic's fat face filled with smiles and said, "The work is not in a hurry. The work in the production room is actually very simple, it is the most complicated position. With the guidance of the master, you can basically find out the way in two days.

Kojiro, what you do is supervise, which makes it even more relaxed and comfortable. The employees here are very conscious. They are basically all our own people, and there are very few Manchus, so you don’t have to worry about their enthusiasm for work.”

"So that's how it is."

"That's the reason. I heard that Kojiro, you graduated from a well-known university in China. Such a top student is rare in our pharmaceutical factory. Since I met him, I naturally want to have a good chat with you, learn from you, and learn some knowledge." Kitanohara's words actually brought some compliments.

"Senior has been awarded for his award. Speaking of social experience, I am far from my seniors, and I still have to learn from you."

"So I said let's talk about this. These social experiences and work experiences are much more important than blindly working with your eyes closed."

"Senior said nothing wrong." Han Feng climbed down the pole.

Kitahara Matsushita was a little stunned.

There is a score.

He felt a little surprised. He heard from the young man that he had just graduated, but he didn't expect that he was not infected with the impetuousness and tender persistence and integrity of a young boy who had just graduated.

"Where is Kojiro's hometown?"

"Tokyo."

"Really? That's a coincidence. It turns out that we are still fellow villagers."

"Yes, this is really fate. I will ask my seniors to take care of you in the future."

A flower that was so fat that it was almost flowing out of Kitanohara's face again, "It should be, it should be... that, I heard that your uncle is General Fukiki Naogawa?"

Han Feng held up the teacup and stopped for a moment, thinking, sure enough, this short fat man must have learned his identity from the mouth of Masaki Miyashita.

"Yes." Han Feng did not deny it.

"That's so gratifying. Although I'm not a soldier, I like military affairs very much, especially the exciting things like war that are so exciting that I can't help myself. A great military strategist like Lord Fukuki Naogawa has always been one of the people I admire the most. If I have the chance, I really want to visit him."

“…” Han Feng.

Sure enough, shameless licking dogs have no boundaries.

The old boy Fuki Naokawa was just a military adviser, so why did he become a great military strategist? When the short and fat guy in front of him said compliments, he didn't even blink.

However, when I think that I might have been working in this labor room for the next period of time and I still have to take care of this short and fat man, it would be better to have a good relationship with him and maybe I could put some words out of his mouth.

"Next time I see my uncle, I will inform you of how I care about my kindness. If I want to visit my uncle, I will set up a thread for you if I have the chance."

"That's really thank you, Kojiro."

The two of them drank tea and talked about something else. The Kitahara Matsushita probably threw Han Feng out of the way to work.

Han Feng thought of the Kwantung Army's epidemic prevention and water supply department he had seen before, and asked tentatively, "Senior, I'm a newcomer and I'm very unfamiliar with this place. I saw that there was a larger building behind our pharmaceutical factory. The sign hanging on it was the Kwantung Army's epidemic prevention and water supply department. Has we built such a large waterproof water supply factory here?"

Kitahara Matsushita put down the teacup, probably immersed in the joy of having a relationship with an admiral, and smiled and said, "I don't know much about this, either."

"Have you been here for five or six years? Don't you know what it is for? Isn't it a water supply for epidemic prevention?"

"Epidemic prevention? Water supply? Hehe, according to my observation, these are very likely to be superficial... I dare not say it, I dare not say it!" Kitanohara Matsushita whispered in Han Feng's ear, and when he sat upright in his seat again, it seemed that nothing had happened. "Come on, Kojiro, let's have another drink."

"Miyashita is also from a pharmaceutical factory. What kind of work does he do?"

"You don't know?" Kitanohara Matsushita was puzzled.

Han Feng shook his head and said, "The senior of the palace has always kept the work secret, and his family doesn't know it."

Kitahara Matsushita said: "I only know that my senior is a highly qualified researcher and is highly appreciated by my superiors.

As for what project their laboratory is studying, I don’t know very well.”

The first meeting and chat between the two ended temporarily after the tea was exhausted.

In the next two days, Han Feng took the leisure of the production inspector to the extreme. He took a random turn in the production room every day. It was indeed a regular drug production process, and he produced some Western medicines such as capsules.

Most of the rest of the time I spent drinking tea and chatting with this friend of Kitahara Panasonic.

In the eyes of Kitahara Matsushita, Han Feng is so arrogant that he doesn’t look like a young man at all, but like an old fried dough stick.

The two lived happily. If Masaki Miyashita occasionally came to see Han Feng, Kitahara Matsushita immediately took Han Feng seriously to learn some production experience in the production room.

This guy's ability to disobey his abilities has indeed reached the level of perfection.

On the third day, "Panisho, do you think these employees in the epidemic prevention and water supply department are all in this factory? It's been two days, but no one has come out." Han Feng and Kitahara Panasonic were already familiar with each other's name.

Of course, in front of Masaki Miyashita, the two immediately returned to the appearance of Tu Jingshi Yan.

"It's true that they spend most of their time in the factory and will come out from time to time. I remember that today, it has been two weeks since they last came out of the factory. According to the cycle, some people may come out of the factory this morning." Kitanohara Matsushita said.

Perhaps in order to confirm the accuracy of Kitahara's speech, at around 10 a.m., a group of employees indeed appeared in the factory of the epidemic prevention and water supply department and left the pharmaceutical factory.

Kitahara Matsushita repeatedly reminded, "Don't pay attention to these people, it's best to hide away. There are many crazy people here."

"madman?"

"Yes, you might get a few crazy every once in a while and then get dealt with."

"Treat? How to deal with it?"

"I don't know this."

The two were talking, and the employees in groups of three or three passed by the central corridor of the pharmaceutical factory. They were wearing uniform, clean, light-colored uniforms and hats that almost covered their entire faces. They should have been temporarily replaced before leaving the factory.

This is naturally easy to understand. Han Feng knows what the factory is doing in the epidemic prevention and water supply department. If the employees inside want to leave, they must ensure their own cleanliness.

As for covering your face with a hat, it naturally becomes more and more concealed, but this would make people feel like covering up their ears and stealing the bell.

No wonder Kitahara Panasonic and others knew that the factory behind them had a sign of epidemic prevention and water supply, and although they didn't know what was done inside, they also knew that this was not the superficial thing.

Seeing six or seven people coming towards him, Kitahara Matsushita quickly pulled Han Feng, "Kojiro, let's go there and let them go later."

As he was speaking, a voice suddenly rang out, "Jinwei, why is it you? Is it such a coincidence?"

Han Feng was stunned and looked up. A young face was exposed from the torn hat. It was the young man he met in the car when Han Feng and Jiang Long were taking the bus from Dunhua to Jilin City - Rokuro Kawatani.
Chapter completed!