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Chapter 80

The security officer took He Yuzhu to the factory director's office and left.

Director Yang is open and honest.

"Comrade He Yuzhu, I heard that you have an inappropriate relationship with the wife of a factory worker?"

He Yuzhu shook his head: "I didn't."

Factory Manager Yang: "People say you have a nose and eyes, and they say you brought chicken to someone else's wife to eat?"

He Yuzhu curled his lips: "I didn't."

Director Yang: "Do you know that doing this will seriously affect the unity among the workers in our steel rolling mill?"

He Yuzhu glared: "I didn't."

Factory Director Yang: "You are making it very difficult for me to do this."

He Yuzhu waved his fist: "I didn't."

Before coming, He Yuzhu had thought about it. Since there was no real evidence for this kind of thing, no one could convict him.

As long as you resist to the end, you can pass safely.

Besides, isn’t that the way Director Yang wants him to answer?

really.

Facing the stubborn He Yuzhu, Director Yang was not angry at all.

If he were an ordinary person, Director Yang would have asked the security department to lock him up behind a fence.

However, the face of an old friend cannot be thrown away.

Just let it go.

Director Yang stood up and warned: "Today at noon, we have to entertain an important guest. You are responsible for cooking, and you must do your best."

He Yuzhu shook his head: "I didn't."

Director Yang: "...."

He Yuzhu realized that he had said the wrong thing and quickly stood up.

He arched his body, raised his big hand, and gently slapped his face: "Oh, look at me, I'm confused, I should be beaten, I should be beaten!"

Seeing Director Yang's helpless smile, he straightened up, patted his chest and promised, "Don't worry, boss, you should know my cooking skills, He Yuzhu."

"I will definitely make the guests' mouths drop with laughter today."

...

Exited the factory director's office.

He Yuzhu was delighted: There are still two chickens in the kitchen, so I took this opportunity to get one and give it to Sister Xiao Qin.

hey-hey.

....

Rolling Mill Hospital.

Li Donglai had been busy all morning, stood up, stretched, and shook his sore neck.

At this time, Ding Qiunan had already brought the lunch box: "Brother Donglai, let's go to the cafeteria to get some food."

Li Donglai nodded.

In the past few days, Ding Qiunan has been bringing meals from home, and the patterns have also changed.

Fried soybean noodles, shredded ginger steak, burnt rings, fried liver.

This will only be considered a snack in later generations.

But in this era of scarce supplies, it is not something that ordinary people can afford.

Even if Ding Qiunan's father is a university professor and his monthly salary exceeds one hundred yuan, it still takes a lot of effort.

Li Donglai never liked to trouble others, so he flatly refused Ding Qiunan's act of bringing food.

The two of them go to the cafeteria to eat together every noon.

Ding Qiunan was also very happy.

Because this will let everyone in the steel rolling mill know that Li Donglai has a name and a master.

So that those little girls don't have to worry about it.

The two of them, one behind the other, had just walked out of the internal medicine clinic.

A young man wearing black-rimmed glasses and meticulously styled hair walked over.

He was wearing a gray tunic suit and a pair of leather shoes. The leather shoes were shiny and looked like they had been carefully taken care of.

The young man walked up to Li Donglai, stretched out his hand and said with a smile: "You are Dr. Li Donglai, I am Director Yang's secretary, Hu Zhengyun."

Although Li Donglai was a little confused, he stretched out his hand and shook it gently.

"Secretary Hu, are you okay?"

"It's like this. The director of our steel rolling mill is here to inspect the work. There will be a banquet at noon. Director Yang invites you to come too."

Li Donglai was even more confused.

I'm just a little doctor, why should I have dinner with my boss?

No, there is delicious food, why do you want to do so much?

Ding Qiunan also said beside him: "Lai Dong, this is a good opportunity."

After getting along with Ding Qiunan for so many days.

I know that my rough guy looks peaceful and doesn't compete for credit.

He is indeed a progressive person at heart.

Factory Director Yang is a department-level cadre, and having more contact with him will ultimately be beneficial to his future future.

Li Donglai handed the lunch box to Ding Qiunan: "So at noon today, you can only eat by yourself?"

It was time to get off work at this time, and there were many people in the hospital corridor.

"Director Yang wants to invite Dr. Li to dinner? Isn't that impossible? How long has it been since Dr. Li joined our steel rolling mill?"

"You are blind, you didn't see the factory director's secretary coming in person."

"Tsk tsk, Doctor Li is about to take off."

"Doctor Ding is really lucky."

"Then, didn't you see that the two of them were reluctant to leave?"

"I'm so envious."

"Acid, too sour, why is there a smell of vinegar in the air!"

...

Hearing the discussion, Ding Qiunan blushed, took the lunch box, and whispered: "Don't drink too much, it's not good for your health."

Yes, I started working as a housekeeper even before I got married.

Li Donglai smiled lightly and left the hospital with Secretary Hu Zhengyun.

....

Outside, the sun is shining brightly and the sky is blue.

The two chatted while walking.

Hu Zhengyun pushed up his glasses and said with a smile: "Doctor Li, I heard that you just entered the hospital?"

Factory Director Yang has become interested in this young man. As a qualified secretary, Hu Zhengyun has the obligation to find out his details for his leader.

Li Donglai looked at the shadows walking next to each other on the road and said with a smile: "Yes, I used to be a barefoot doctor in the countryside."

Hu Zhengyun had already known about Li Donglai's status as a barefoot doctor, but that was not what he was interested in.

I looked around and there was no one around.

Hu Zhengyun pretended to be unintentional and asked: "Recently, our steel rolling mill is planning to set up a wire rod rolling workshop. What do you think about this?"

view?

As expected, there is no such thing as a good feast.

It has been nearly a month since Li Donglai entered the steel rolling mill.

Although he is a doctor and stays in the hospital every day, through the patients, he has a preliminary understanding of the steel rolling mill.

Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill is the largest steel rolling mill in Beijing.

Responsible for processing the steel ingots and strands sent from the steel mill into various steel products by pressing, drawing, extruding, bending and welding.

The rolling mill has more than 20,000 employees and more than 50 workshops, each of which produces different products.

Wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

Even in this era of simple folk customs, there is no exception.

Director Yang and Deputy Director Li, as the first and second leaders of the factory, each have their backers from above and supporters from below.

These recent grassroots supporters are the workshop directors.

A while ago, the ministry decided to establish a new workshop in the rolling mill.

It's like throwing a big piece of meat to the wolves.

A new workshop means the birth of a new workshop director, five deputy directors, more than ten team leaders, and more than 300 recruitment quotas.

These days, recruitment quotas are very precious.

There are many young people in Beijing who have no formal jobs and can only wander on the streets all day long.

Whoever holds these quotas will have a louder voice in the steel rolling mill.

As a result, Director Yang and Deputy Director Li started fighting openly and secretly over the construction of the new workshop.

Although Factory Manager Yang occupies the position of factory director, Deputy Factory Manager Li has received more support from senior leaders.

The fight reached a stalemate.

at last.

Both sides began to win over the support of ordinary workers, especially prestigious workers.

After all, workers are the owners of the factory.

...


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