Deng Jiaxian's Question (Part Two)

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When Xu Yun and the others came through the door.

Lu Guangda was chatting with several colleagues beside the cylindrical equipment and hadn't noticed Li Jue and the others arrive.

Li Jue didn't mind in the slightest. He led Xu Yun and the others straight toward Lu Guangda.

They covered the ten-odd meters in just a few steps. When they were a little over a meter away from Lu Guangda, Li Jue called out:

"Hey, Old Lu!"

Lu Guangda had been talking and drawing on a sheet of paper with the comrades beside him. At the sound of Li Jue's voice, he instinctively looked up. When he saw who had come, he froze.

"Factory director? Old Peng? Little Xu? What are you doing here?"

Li Jue lifted the lunch tins in his hands and said:

"Why, we're bringing you all dinner, of course. It's New Year's Eve—surely we can't let you work overtime and go hungry too?"

Lu Guangda remained stunned for another two seconds before coming back to his senses. He glanced at his watch.

"Huh? It's already half past eight?"

Li Jue patted Lu Guangda on the shoulder. He'd worked with Lu Guangda for a long time and knew he was a textbook workaholic.

"That's right. It's almost nine, so tell the comrades to come eat. Oh, by the way, where are Old Guo and Old Wang?"

"They're in the side room fiddling with the fluid parameters."

Lu Guangda pointed to a door behind him, then turned to his assistant.

"Little Chen, go tell the comrades to put their work aside for a while and come have New Year's Eve dinner!"

Lu Guangda's assistant, Chen Yang, immediately snapped to attention.

"Understood!"

Lu Guangda glanced around the room, then pointed to an empty rectangular table.

"Factory director, just