一在工厂区,黑夜愈来愈深了。厂长室宽大的办公桌上,散乱地放着一堆纸张。厂长正坐在椅子上皱眉沉思,一会儿拿起支笔,在纸上记下一个数字,然后用计算尺算了一下,又在纸上记下数字。隔一会儿,他又把手里的计算尺和钢笔无力地放在桌面上,扶着头,迷惘地坐着。忽然,他又把刚才写过字的纸张揉成一团扔掉。他从椅子上站了起来,背着手, In the factory area, the darkness is deepening. Director room spacious office desk, scattered on a pile of paper. The director was sitting in his chair frowning, picking up his pen for a while, writing down a number on the paper, calculating it with a ruler, and recording the number on paper. In a few moments, again, he placed the ruler and pen in his hand weakly on the table, holding his head and sitting confusedly. Suddenly, he again rubbed the paper out of the letter it had written. He stood up from his chair, carrying his hand,