Siheyuan, don't yell at me

Under the persuasion of Minister Wang of the Ministry of Light Industry, the man in the suit finally agreed to invite Soviet experts to help install the production line.

If the vodka production line is no longer operational, this brewery with a promising future will no longer have anything to do with the Wang family.

As for the Soviet experts coming and learning the production process and formula of Flame Vodka, compared with the political future of the Wang family, of course the Wang family is more important.

Besides, what if the Soviet experts are stupid and can't learn it? Isn't there a small chance that they can?

In a word, what the Wang family cannot get, even if it is destroyed or given to the Russians, cannot be obtained by political opponents.

After making the decision, the uncle and nephew immediately found two Soviet experts in engineering machinery the next day.

The two Soviet experts were not professionals in chemistry, but this did not prevent them from being curious about knowledge.

Especially when I learned that this was the situation of the Flame Vodka production line, I immediately became very interested.

I have to say that the Soviet experts are quite capable.

After the three of them figured it out for a day, all the bottles, jars and iron pipes on the production line were installed, and they looked quite professional.

Without a second thought, the man in the suit immediately asked the clerk to go to the distillery that produced Erguotou and bring back a thousand kilograms of fermented sorghum.

The three of them started the production line, and everything went smoothly. It could even be said that it ran quite smoothly.

The compressor continuously compresses the gas into the sealed iron barrel where the distilled liquor is deposited.

There may be too much gas, and the pressure relief valve of the iron barrel automatically releases some gas.

The man in the suit was a little surprised, thinking that something had gone wrong, and said to the Soviet expert:

"There's a gas leak. Something must have gone wrong. I'll stop the production line first."

The Soviet expert waved his hand and stopped the man in the suit.

"What are you afraid of?

I also know about Flame Vodka, it just leaks some carbon dioxide.

The pressure is too high, so it is normal for some gas to leak from the pressure relief valve, right? "

After saying that, he ignored the man in the suit, turned on the switch for filling the wine, and filled about twenty bottles of vodka.

The vodka was bubbling profusely, and the liquor was scattered everywhere.

It was also the first time that Soviet experts saw bubbly vodka being produced.

As for the fact that there were too many bubbles and the air dissipated quickly, the Soviet professionals did not fully understand it and thought that it was like this when it was produced.

The two Russians each picked up a bottle of vodka and poured it into their mouths.

The bubbles bursting in their throats, coupled with the stimulation brought by the strong alcohol, made the two Russians smile happily.

“Yes, this is the Flame Vodka, although the taste is much worse than the last time.

But this is obviously a problem with the liquor, it has a strong Erguotou flavor, it must be that the fermentation materials are different.”

Another old guy also added:

"That's right, Mr. Wang. The fermented sorghum you just brought over came from the winery that produces Erguotou, right?"

The man in the suit's expression relaxed, a smile appeared on his face, and he nodded.

“Haha, he is indeed a Soviet expert, he knows everything.

Come on, let’s have a drink to celebrate the successful production of Red Star Vodka.”

The three of them held the bottles, clinked them together gently, and took a sip.

After taking a sip of wine, the Russians took out their cigarette boxes again.

After the cigarettes were distributed around, all three of them had cigarettes in their mouths, including the workers on the production line, who were lucky enough to get one.

With a "click", the kerosene lighter made a sound.

With a loud "boom", a violent explosion occurred in the entire brewing workshop.

In an instant, the roof of the entire factory disappeared, a raging flame flashed, and then thick smoke billowed.

The violent explosion caused the security guards on duty at the factory gate to temporarily lose their hearing.

Those who were not in the brewing workshop all showed horror on their faces, yet also had a glimmer of hope that they had survived the disaster.

The deputy factory director, who was in the office, looked at the shattered glass and headed towards the factory with his jaw dropped.

It took a while for the deputy factory director to react. He rode his bicycle frantically to report to his superiors.

The explosion at the brewery was heard throughout most of the city, and people from all walks of life flocked to the brewery following the sound.

In less than half a day, the news of the explosion at the brewery had reached the Ministry of Light Industry.

Minister Wang’s first reaction was that the explosion in the winery was definitely related to He Daqing.

At this time, regardless of whether there is a relationship or not, the responsibility must be on He Daqing.

According to the report from his clerk, there was not a single survivor left in the brewery workshop.

The new director of the winery, Wang, was bombed and no one could stop him.

The two Soviet experts also turned into inhuman ape-like creatures.

Without thinking, Minister Wang called the driver, started the car, and drove towards the Public Security Bureau in a menacing manner.

He wanted to characterize this matter and put the blame directly on He Daqing.

As for why the two Soviet experts were in the wine-making workshop, he had already thought of an excuse.

After Flame Vodka was produced, it was only natural to invite two authentic old Soviet drunkards to taste it.

Director Wu also felt a headache. He listened to his subordinates' reports with a frown on his face.

how so? how so?

Damn He Daqing, didn’t you say that you didn’t tamper with the machine?

It’s not that Director Wu doesn’t believe He Daqing, it’s just that the explosion at the winery was too unbelievable.

Director Wang is a top student from the Moscow Engineering Institute, and the two Soviet experts are also mechanical experts.

It's impossible that they just couldn't think straight and lit the gas tank and blew themselves up, right?

I wanted to ask He Daqing, but then I remembered that He Daqing, that bastard, had taken a long leave and had not come to work at all.

He waved and called two clerks, asking them to go to He Daqing's house to look for someone.

As soon as he finished giving the order, Minister Wang rushed into Director Wu's office and asked:

"Director Wu, where is He Daqing from your bureau?

Let him out, he's in trouble."

Director Wu's frown deepened.

"Minister Wang, what do you want from He Daqing?

Is there any misunderstanding?"

Minister Wang slammed the table and shouted:

"Misunderstand?

What is misunderstanding?

Director Wu, don’t you know what happened?

Pretend to be confused?

Call He Daqing out quickly. I want to take him away and give him a thorough interrogation.

What? You want to protect He Daqing?"

Director Wu knew that Minister Wang's nephew had died. Thinking that death is the greatest thing, he said in a gentle voice:

“Minister Wang, the scene at the brewery has been controlled.

As for how the explosion occurred, I believe there will be a result soon."