"Su Ke, congratulations!" Xiao Jiang said with a sad face.

Su Cheng looked surprised. Comrade Xiao Jiang usually has a high political awareness, and this expression doesn't seem to be happy for him at all.

"Su Ke, congratulations!" Xiao Qi also looked sore.

"Su Ke, congratulations!" Lao Ma and Lao Liu were constipated with constipation.

Every comrade in Gudong Plan Office congratulated Su Cheng on his own, but they all felt as if they were dead.

"What's wrong? Did something happen when I was away?" Su Cheng was very uncomfortable with everyone's condition. To be fair, he came over and got along with everyone very happily. Unlike modern companies, this era has a sense of interest, but it has more warmth, which always touches Su Cheng's modern soul from time to time.

"We can't bear to part with you!" Xiao Jiang opened his eyes wide. A big man actually had a strong relationship. Seeing Su Cheng was uncomfortable, so exaggerated...

No matter what, the farewell banquet was held as scheduled.

After drinking for three rounds, you will talk a lot.

Xiao Qi held a wine glass in one hand and held Su Cheng's arm in the other hand and said, "Since Su Ke came, our status has improved, and more people have been flattering. There are still some money on weekdays, so I even got along with my partner... Life is getting better, but Su Ke has left. We can't bear to part with you..."

That is a person who is sincere and cannot give up. Those who don’t know think they are the object of their relationship!

Su Cheng was also drunk and was thinking before he fell down, what does your partner have to do with me?

the next day.

Sucheng reported to the machinery factory.

He drove the jeep to the gate of the machinery factory, and there was a sensation inside. Then a group of people rushed out in panic. If they weren't wearing factory clothes, Su Cheng would have thought it was a gangster who came to fight...

Seeing the sturdy and powerful workers rushing down to the welcome queue, they were holding screwdrivers, wrenches, and chains in their hands. Su Cheng drove the door and got out of the car, and his legs were trembling. Is this a welcome to myself?

The eyes of the workers were a little warm. The brother holding the wrench and the hammer waved so vigorously that he would not fly out. Su Cheng instantly felt that the deputy factory director was under great pressure!

Finally, an old man came out, held Su Cheng's hand, and said, "Welcome to Director Su."

"Welcome Director Su." Many people shouted.

Su Cheng laughed awkwardly and said strangely: "Why is this?"

"Director Su came with an order of 20,000 oil pumps. We are happy. The workers spontaneously expressed their gratitude!" The old man said, continuing to shake his hands and said, "I am the chairman of the trade union of our factory, Chen Liang. Just call me Lao Chen. Let's go to the factory to handle the work first."

"Oh, everyone..." Su Cheng looked around and saw that there were no one else. The workers holding screwdrivers, wrenches and chains had disappeared without a trace. If he hadn't seen the back of Wei Yan at the end of the road, he almost thought it was an illusion.

The factory building is a three-story red brick house built in the Battle era, and the interior is well decorated. The leadership office on the third floor Yishuier has the factory director, the Youth League Committee, the armed forces department, and the discipline inspection committee...

As a production enterprise, Su Cheng, the deputy factory manager in charge of production, is considered the first deputy factory manager, so he arranged a large office with soft chairs and a set of leather sofas. The bookcase occupied half of the wall and was cleaned cleanly.

"Director Su, please give me any instructions. I am Yang Ming, the office director of our factory committee." This is a thin guy who seems to be born with appendicitis. It is obvious that the wind-hitting ear is probably his main office skill.

In Su Cheng's eyes, the office directors are basically the same type of people. He smiled coldly and said, "It's pretty good, let's do it first."

Yang Ming then left happily.

Before afternoon, a lively meeting was held. Li Zongxi, the director of the machinery factory, was older than the chairman of the trade union. He first sighed and thanked Su Cheng for the orders he brought back, and then said happily: "Our factory's work of raising funds to build houses is ranked low in the second-level oil field units. How can workers work with peace of mind if this continues? Now with orders for oil production engines, the situation is different. I estimate that each unit has a profit of 2,000 yuan, and 5,000 units will have a profit of 10 million yuan. If half of it is used to build a house, the main problem will be solved."

Su Cheng was stunned when he heard this. Seeing the deputy factory directors next to him, they all looked like an old monk entering a meditation. It seemed that he was already familiar with the style of his factory director.

After leaving the conference room, Yang Ming greeted a middle-aged man with natural scrolls and said, "Director Su, this is Li Huanxiang, the assistant director of our factory. The process flow and production line of our workshop are all done by Assistant Li."

"Hello, Assistant Li." Su Cheng immediately went up to shake hands.

If he, the deputy factory director in charge of production, left such a skilled person, he would definitely not be able to play with it. Because he is not an omniscient and omnipotent skilled person himself. After all, Su Cheng has never worked in the factory officially.

Li Huanxiang nodded carelessly and asked first: "Xiao Yang, where is Director Su from here?"

Xiao Yang was embarrassed and smiled and said, "Director Su has just been transferred from the headquarters."

"Is it the one that is gilded on it again?" Li Huanxiang looked at Su Cheng with disdain and said, "Let's do this for now. I'm in a hurry to draw pictures. By the way, Director Yang, give me 5 more drawings."

Yang Ming, who had just been promoted from Yang to Director Yang, gave Su Cheng a sorry look and said, "Assistant Li, you have used 10 drawings this month, and it's only mid-month now..."

"Last time I asked you to give me 20 pictures, but 10 pictures are enough? I'm saving, but it still won't work."

Before Yang Ming could speak, Su Cheng said in surprise: "You can draw 10 drawings in half a month?"

"If he doesn't sting, I can draw 20 pictures." Li Huanxiang stroked the natural scroll and said calmly.

Su Cheng was stunned. He worked so hard when drawing the drawings of the oil picker. It would be amazing to draw 10 pictures a month. And he would be so tired that he would vomit when he saw the drawings.

But this person can draw dozens of pictures in a month for a long time.

Su Cheng let out a long sigh and said, "Our machinery factory is really hidden and hiding dragons and hiding tigers."

Li Huanxiang said proudly: "Now my eyes are no longer good. I have to put it 10 years ago. I can draw two pictures in one morning. At that time, there was no entertainment, just draw pictures, draw the front and the back, and sometimes I paint it after I wipe it..."

Su Cheng looked at him speechlessly. The mechanical picture is like instant noodles. I occasionally eat a pack and it feels good. It is hard to say if I eat it often, but if someone likes to come in two packs every morning and two packs in the afternoon, and when there is no entertainment, I will come in one pack...

However, such characters are indeed considered scarce resources.

After being urged twice, Xiao Yang said embarrassedly: "Director Su, why don't you check the information first? I'll put all the oil refiners on your table."

Li Huanxiang is a purely technical resident. When he heard the oil extraction machine, he contacted Director Su and asked strangely: "Are you the Director Su who designed the double donkey-headed oil extraction machine?"

"It's me, Siucheng."

Numerous stars suddenly flashed in Li Huanxiang's eyes. He looked at Su Cheng with admiration, and held him tightly with one hand, as if a fellow villager had seen the Eighth Route Army, saying, "Director Su, oh, you are this Director Su. We are looking forward to you. Your two donkey heads... are simply... a masterpiece... artwork... perfect!"

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Chapter completed!