Traveling back in time to 1962, Chen Yawen became the security officer of the steel rolling mill. He had been living alone for many years and was good at cooking. Yi Zhonghai smirked and moved closer, wanting to use him as a spare tire for retirement. Xu Damao came out of the snowdrift with a sinister look in his eyes. Chen Yawen sneered: Although the security department is not equipped with guns, it is more than enough to deal with you beasts!
