C91 Xin Huo Had Inherited the Culture of China

Zhao Cheng lit a cigarette and watched the smoke ring slowly rise, not saying a word for a long time.

Sitting beside him was Zhang Yu. Zhang Yu typed in all the stories and stories about the old engineers from today's lecture in his notebook.

Zhang Hong was also silent. He was drunk yesterday, and for the first time, he burst into tears. He cried like a child. He did not hold back at all