Yang Jun was a person who never accepted gifts, but at this moment he was a little moved.
There is nothing wrong with his health, but most of the people he knows are middle-aged and older, especially those of the age of senior leaders.
If there is a way to clear the way, the big leaders will definitely be more satisfied with him.
Yang Jun opened the delicate box and took a look. Inside was a flat glass bottle. The bottle was not big, but it was very delicate. At first glance, it was meant to be given away.
The reddish-brown liquid in the bottle looks a bit like red wine, but a bit turbid.
Yang Jun couldn't help but want to try it, but when he saw Sister Cai's burning eyes, he immediately put the bottle down.
"Sister Cai, I accept your wishes, but... you know, I know a lot of people, and I'm afraid this bottle..."
When Yang Jun said this, Sister Cai immediately understood what he meant.
"Brother, my father-in-law brewed this by himself, and there isn't much left in stock. But don't worry, I'll ask my father-in-law to brew a few more bottles and send them over when I get back."
"Thank you, Sister Cai."
Yang Jun smiled when he heard this. He put the bottle back into the box, and then put the bottle and box under the coffee table.
Yang Jun didn't want Sister Cai's bottle of wine, but he wanted to find out whether the wine was passed down from her family. If Sister Cai couldn't get the wine he wanted and kept pushing and shoving, he would think
Sister Cai deliberately corrupted him. On the contrary, he would know whether Sister Cai was really grateful to him and gave him a drink.
Although Sister Cai did not send much wine, which was not enough for him to give to the big boss, he was not afraid. He had a strong copying space. Even with just one drop of wine, he could copy a wine cellar.
He temporarily accepted the wine. If nothing else happened, he would return it by this time tomorrow.
It is his rule not to accept gifts, and this rule cannot be broken.
Although he indirectly received the drink, he would never leave anyone with any clues. Even the most trustworthy people, he would have to guard against.
After accepting the drink, Yang Jun told her about Qin Huairu.
And asked Sister Cai to transfer Qin Huairu from the first workshop to clean the yard.
When Sister Cai heard this, she patted her chest and said it was no problem, and she would go through the formalities immediately when she got back.
The two then chatted about work for a while, and Sister Cai took the initiative to leave.
After Sister Cai returned, she immediately went through the transfer procedures for Qin Huairu.
The transfer procedure is very simple. The head of the original department signs to release the person, and the receiving department signs.
Sister Cai issued a job transfer certificate and asked Shao Deming, the director of the first workshop, to sign it.
When Shao Deming saw that it was Qin Huairu's transfer procedure, he signed his name without saying anything.
He had long wanted to drive Qin Huairu away. Not only did he work as a foreigner every day, but he also made some substandard workpieces. He used to be protected by Yi Zhonghai, and now he is protected by Yang Jun. He can't beat her or scold her.
Serve as ancestors.
Now that the ancestor was finally invited away, he didn't even ask why, and even expressed his gratitude after signing his name.
Sister Cai took the job transfer form to the leader of the logistics department to sign it. When the leader saw Sister Cai coming to go through the formalities in person, knowing that this was another related household, he did not dare to neglect it and signed his name without saying a word.
Returning to the Human Resources Department, Sister Cai signed and stamped her signature, and went to the first workshop in person to find Qin Huairu.
"Qin Huairu, take the list and go to the logistics report."
Sister Cai found Qin Huairu who was working at a machine tool.
"Chief Cai, why bother you to deliver it in person? Just ask someone to send a message and I will pick it up myself."
Qin Huairu put down her work, took off her gloves, took the work transfer form and read it.
Seeing this, it didn't matter, but she was very happy.
"Chief Cai, how come I am now a second-level worker and my salary has been increased to 35.5?"
Sister Cai glanced at her coquettish look and tried hard to hide the ridicule on her face.
"You are so proud, how dare I not do anything that Director Yang personally told you."
"Hey, thank you, Section Chief Cai. If you are free another day, I will treat you to dinner."
Sister Cai curled her lips and said teasingly: "You'd better save your meal for Director Yang. I don't dare to take credit for your job mobilization."
"In any case, Section Chief Cai was very helpful. I will keep this in mind."
"Okay, I still have things to deal with over there. You can go to the logistics department to report. Remember, you must work hard and don't cause any more trouble to Director Yang."
"Chief Cai, just keep your heart in mind. I can't do the work in the workshop, but sweeping the floor will be fine."
Sister Cai didn't believe what Yang Jun said, that he was simply helping the neighbors, but after she saw Qin Huairu, a pretty widow, she became even more convinced that there must be some ulterior relationship between Yang Jun and this widow.
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However, she didn't say anything.
She even felt that the leader trusted her by letting her do such a secret thing.
Which leader is not like this? Who has one or two unknown things?
Men are a species that relies on their lower body to think.
Why.
After Sister Cai left.
Qin Huairu took the job transfer sheet and read it over and over again, especially the numbers on it, the more she looked at it, the more she fell in love with it.
The first-level worker became a second-level worker.
The original twenty-seven and a half yuan became thirty-five and a half yuan.
This is an extra eight yuan in salary, which is basically enough to cover the expenses of her family of four for a month.
I can still save more than 20 yuan every month, and I can make a small 200 yuan in a year.
Moreover, the most important thing is that she no longer has to worry about skills assessment, she no longer has to look at the face of the workshop director every day, and she no longer has to be like a man, carrying a hammer and hammering every day.
Every day after get off work, her body is always covered with engine oil, and she is a person who loves to be clean. As soon as she gets home, she washes out her work clothes, hangs them to dry overnight, and wears them to work tomorrow.
Although sweeping the yard is not a decent job, the advantage is that it is not dirty and tiring, and you have more time at your disposal, and you don't have to pretend to work there every day.
Anyway, Qin Huairu is very satisfied with this job.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! She decided that after get off work today, she would stop by to cut half a catty of meat and go home to celebrate with her three children.
At four o'clock in the afternoon.
The door of Yang Jun's office rang.
"Come in."
The door opened, and Yang Anguo led a young man in a sheepskin coat.
The young man was about the same size as Yang Anguo and had a dark face. His face was not as straightforward as that of Shanxi people. His eyes were bright and shrewd.
There were two daggers hanging on his shoulders, a bundle of thick quilts on his back, and a canvas bag in his hand.
"Brother, this is Xiangxiu's third brother Ma Zhiping. You can just call him Ma Juzi."
"Juzi, this is the uncle's cousin I told you about."
As soon as he entered the door, Yang Anguo began to introduce him.
"Brother Junzi." Ma Zhiping straightened his waist and shouted loudly.
"Brother Juzi, you had a hard time on the road."
Yang Jun looked at this sturdy young man and liked it very much, especially his smart eyes, which showed intelligence everywhere, and he looked like a man who knew how to get things done.
Yang Jun walked up to him, held his shoulders with both hands, and punched his chest twice with his fists, becoming even more happy.
"You or An Guo, who is better at kung fu?"
Ma Zhiping glanced at Yang Anguo and said thoughtfully: "I'm not as strong as Anguo, but he is no match for me in wrestling."
"Really?" Yang Jun turned around and asked Yang Anguo.
Yang Anguo blushed and nodded.
Yang Jun rolled his eyes at him. This kid had been bragging in front of him all day long, saying that he was the wrestling king of his village and that no one was his opponent. If he hadn't faced Ma Zhiping face to face, he would still be in the dark.
Hearing that Ma Zhiping was a good wrestler, Yang Jun had the idea of taking him in, but he did not bring it up immediately. After all, Yang Anguo was here, and he could not prevent him from getting off the stage.
"Okay, let's work hard when we get here."
Yang Jun turned around and told Yang Anguo: "Tell Ju Zi about those five rules later."
Yang Jun couldn't stand his authentic accent, which always said "I", which sounded very awkward.
Yang Jun asked them to sit down and poured them tea.
"Brother Junzi, this is a souvenir I brought you from my hometown."
Ma Zhiping pulled the duffel bag on one side and took out something from inside.
Four bottles of Shanxi mature vinegar, two bamboo tubes of bamboo leaf green wine, ten kilograms of Jinci rice and twenty Taigu cakes.
When Yang Jun saw this, he was a little moved. He didn't expect Ma Juzi to come all the way to bring something to him.
Although the things are common things, etiquette is more important than etiquette.
Especially the two tubes of bamboo leaf green wine and the ten kilograms of Jinci rice were particularly valuable.
Needless to say, there is no need to talk about bamboo leaf green wine. There is not enough food to eat, so it is even more difficult to get two bottles of wine.
Yang Jun knows the process of making bamboo leaf green wine. When the bamboo is very small, a small opening is opened on the pillar, and Fenjiu is poured into the bamboo with a tool such as a syringe. After a long period of fermentation, the wine in the bamboo tube is fermented.
The erosion of rainwater gradually formed the unique bamboo leaf green wine.
And the ten kilograms of Jinci rice is even more precious. Shanxi people who mainly eat pasta do not grow rice on their land. In order to exchange for the ten kilograms of Jinci rice, God knows how much grain they used to exchange for it on the black market.
Come.
Needless to say, those twenty Taigu cakes require at least ten kilograms of flour to bake.
Yang Jun had to lament that rural people are too honest.
In order to repay the kindness of this job quota, it can be said that I gave everything I had and brought all the good things from home.
Yang Jun glanced at Yang Anguo.
As for my own family, look at what they do.
Yang Jun didn't say anything, but patted the back of Ma Juzi's hand to express his gratitude silently.
"Anguo, take Ma Juzi to report first."
"Okay, brother."
After they left, Yang Jun picked up the phone and called Wang Dezhu to say hello.
Yang Jun returned to the sofa, sat there, and opened a tube of bamboo leaf green. Suddenly, a fragrance rushed into his nose, and the strong smell of bamboo and the aroma of wine filled the whole room.
"Good wine!" Yang Jun couldn't help but praise.
He took a gentle sip.
The aftertaste is long.
Strong, mellow and intoxicating, all four qualities are present.
It is indeed a wine that has been passed down through the ages.
He couldn't help but take two more sips.
Not to mention, the more you drink, the more flavorful it becomes. Being used to drinking Maotai, he immediately fell in love with this special wine.
Although this kind of wine is not as expensive as Moutai, it is better because of its unique taste. What's more, its production process has been replicated and has been completed over the years.
With a thought from Yang Jun, the two bottles of Bamboo Leaf Green Wine were put into the copy space.
After looking at the other specialties, Yang Jun moved his mind again and put all these things into the space.
