Yang Jun is not that greedy, and he will not do anything extraordinary.
The reason for making such a joke is to adjust the atmosphere.
Going to work every day is tiring enough. If you keep a straight face, there will be no point in living.
Whether in life or at work, appropriate jokes can help promote a harmonious relationship.
Huang Yani is a good secretary. Except for being a bit unfamiliar in business matters, Yang Jun is very satisfied with all other aspects.
She is a mature woman, rigorous yet flexible, and can often bring joy to others inadvertently.
Return to your office.
Yang Jun discovered that the bastard Wang Erwa was raiding the area.
"Hey, Lao Yang, I just saw you carrying me in, why did you disappear in the blink of an eye?"
Wang Erwa had no choice but to feel ashamed of her behavior just now, and instead confidently blamed Yang Jun for raping Dong.
"It's next door, go find it."
Yang Jun didn't hide it from him and directly motioned for him to go look for him with his chin.
"Lao Yang, did you do this on purpose?"
"Yes, that's right, it was intentional. If I didn't do that, I wouldn't be able to keep any good things."
The good things were kept in Secretary Huang's office. No matter how thick-skinned Wang Erwa was, there was no way she would go rummaging through a lesbian's office.
Yang Jun was right about this and told him clearly that all the good stuff was placed next door. As long as you don't feel embarrassed, you can go and sweep it away.
"Lao Yang, you have changed. Do you have the heart to treat me like this?" Wang Erwa made a resentful expression.
Yang Jun suddenly felt a chill, and goosebumps fell all over his body.
Subconsciously, he took a step back and said warily: "Get it! Comrade Erwa, as for this, isn't it just a jar of pickles?"
"Hey, do you think I'm a fool? If it were pickles, you would hide next door."
Wang Erwa jumped on her feet and said.
"There are people coming and going here, do you think it's appropriate to put a jar of pickles in the factory director's office?" Yang Jun asked.
Wang Erwa blinked her eyes and thought carefully about Yang Jun's words.
Not to mention, what Yang Jun said makes sense. It is indeed inappropriate to put a jar of pickles in the factory director's office.
However, then I thought about it.
Yang Jun is by no means a vegetarian.
"No, I have to see it with my own eyes."
Just as Yang Jun was about to speak, the office door rang.
"Come in."
Yang Jun quickly pushed Wang Erwa away. The distance between the two was too close, which could easily cause misunderstanding.
The door opened, and a young man in his thirties came in from the outside.
This man was wearing a yellow cuffed leather jacket on his upper body, military green trousers on his lower body, black boots on his feet, a pair of toad glasses, his head raised up, and he looked quite fashionable.
"you are"
Yang Jun was a little angry. He didn't know this person, and no one informed him, so he just barged into his office.
"Oh, you are Director Yang, right?"
The handsome man took off his sunglasses, stretched out his hand and said, "Let me introduce myself. I am the new engineer Huang Zhiqiang."
"Hello, I am Yang Jun."
When Yang Jun heard this, he quickly shook hands with him.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Huang, I'm really busy, so I couldn't pick you up in person. Please forgive me."
"I don't dare, I don't dare. If Director Yang can personally send someone to pick me up, I'll be satisfied."
The two exchanged a few polite words, and Yang Jun asked him to sit down.
At this time, Wang Erwa took the opportunity to say goodbye.
"Huang Gong is an engineer at such a young age. It's amazing," Yang Jun said.
This kind words came from the bottom of my heart. This Huang Zhiqiang looked to be about the same age as him. If no one knew the details, no one would believe that he was already an engineer that everyone envied.
There are also several engineers in the factory, but they are all older, the youngest is over fifty years old.
"No, Director Yang is too humble. You are also very impressive. You are so independent at such a young age."
The two exchanged business compliments, bringing each other to a comfortable level, and then got down to business.
"Huang Gong, I wonder what your plans are next." Yang Jun asked.
"Director Yang, I just came back from abroad. I still need a few days to familiarize myself with the situation. After I get familiar with the situation, I will report to you in detail."
Huang Zhiqiang is a very mature and sophisticated person, and there is nothing wrong with what he says.
Yang Jun didn't take it seriously either.
After all, this kind of situation often happens. As a leader, he does ideological work with newcomers out of work needs. He doesn't expect these newcomers to be able to say that they are ugly. It's just a process.
"Okay, you should familiarize yourself with the conditions of the factory first, and we'll talk in a few days."
Yang Jun stood up and said.
Huang Zhiqiang is also a sensible person, how could he not understand Yang Jun's purpose of standing up.
"Okay, director, you are busy, I will go back first."
After saying that, he left.
To be honest, the first impression Huang Zhiqiang gave Yang Jun was that of arrogance, and the second impression was still arrogance.
Despite all the beautiful words he said, Yang Jun saw a hint of contempt in his eyes.
People who come back from abroad are like this. They are very arrogant and always feel that they are very great. They choose to return to the country to help the development of the people of the country, and they always regard themselves as benefactors.
However, without being beaten by the cruel facts, he would not know what kind of trouble his returning status would bring him.
Luo Yanhong was like this, and so was Huang Zhiqiang.
Luo Yanhong is such an awesome person, and it’s so embarrassing to be a female doctor.
But this Liuyang couldn't find a job after her death. If Yang Jun hadn't made an exception and took her in, she might still be looking for a job.
He believed that in a few days, this Huang Zhiqiang would lower his profile and come to him obediently.
Yang Jun was busy dealing with various matters all morning. Near noon, another team member meeting was held.
When he came back from the conference room, Huang Yani had already brought him food from the cafeteria.
Four white flour steamed buns, plus a portion of sour potato shreds.
There are several large pieces of braised pork on the shredded potatoes.
Huang Yani is a very competent secretary, much better than Jiang Haitao.
If I remember correctly, when Jiang Haitao was working as a secretary, he never packed meals for him.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Huang Yani not only cooked for him, but also thoughtfully helped him pick up a few pieces of braised pork.
Yang Jun picked up the cup and took a sip of water. Just as he was about to move his chopsticks, the office door opened.
"Haha, Lao Yang, you must have been discovered by me."
Wang Erwa walked in with a lunch box, looked at the braised pork in Yang Jun's lunch box, raised her eyebrows and said, "This is the pickle you were talking about."
"Um, is there something wrong?" Yang Jun said, "This meat is also salted."
"You call all vegetables pickled with salt pickles," Wang Erwa exclaimed with her mouth open.
Yang Jun's words refreshed his understanding. This was the first time he heard this term.
"Otherwise, pickled radish, pickled cabbage, pickled potherb, aren't they all collectively called pickles?"
"Haha." Wang Erwa pointed at the braised pork and shouted: "Come on, come on, I tell you, this is called marinated pork."
"You don't care whether it's meat or vegetarian, aren't they all pickles?" Yang Jun said confidently.
"Okay, I admit that I was defeated by you."
Wang Erwa was immediately speechless. She knocked on her lunch box with chopsticks and said, "I said, Lao Yang, you have already eaten meat. Can you let your brother drink some soup?"
Yang Jun glanced at the pieces of braised pork in his lunch box, and the corners of his mouth curled up.
If it had been in the past, Wang Erwa would have snatched it away long ago. The reason why he was so honest today was because every piece of meat had Yang Jun's teeth marks on it.
"Want to eat meat?" Yang Jun asked with narrowed eyes.
"think!"
"Smile for me."
Wang Erwa's eyelids jumped. Looking at the tempting braised pork, he finally couldn't help it anymore.
He pinched his lips with his hands and forced himself to smile.
"Uncle Yang, come on, come up and play."
"stop!"
Yang Jun had goosebumps all over his body, and he quickly raised his hand to signal him to stop.
"Today, Uncle Yang will take care of your business for once."
After speaking, Yang Jun took him to the office next door with his lunch box.
Huang Yani was eating when she saw Yang Jun coming in with a lunch box.
Get up immediately and open the jar.
As soon as the seal was opened, an alluring aroma of meat hit your nostrils.
"Boss Yang, you are so uninteresting. You have so much meat and you hide it here and there."
Wang Erwa screamed in surprise, and then directly picked up half a catty of meat with chopsticks.
This guy acted as if he couldn't get his next meal. His chopsticks were flying around, filling up his lunch box, and before it was over, he even packed it down with his chopsticks.
"I told you, it's not appropriate to have a pickle jar in my office."
Yang Jun curled his lips.
He was really not reluctant, especially towards Wang Erwa, he had never been stingy.
Follow him for good cigarettes and tea. In the end, this guy will say that he is stingy.
"I don't care. You tell Secretary Huang that if I want to eat meat from now on, she won't be able to stop me."
Wang Erwa's mouth was full of meat and her speech was slurred.
"I heard it," Yang Jun turned around and said to Huang Yani.
"I know, Section Chief Wang will never stop him when he comes from now on." Huang Yani said with a smile.
She was very envious of the brotherhood between Yang Jun and Wang Erwa. There was no difference in position, age, or seniority between the two of them. They could say whatever they wanted without considering the pros and cons.
Yang Jun also put a few pieces in his lunch box and was about to return to the office.
Suddenly, she discovered that Huang Yani’s lunch box only contained cabbage with little salt and no oil, but no braised pork, so she asked,
"Why don't you eat?"
Huang Yani glanced at Wang Erwa, then blushed and whispered,
