When I write about thousands of mountains, I will be you when I finish writing; when I look at all the stars, it is you in my dreams; when I am three-thirds of the moonlight, I am you when I am seven-tenths of it; when the book is all yellowed, it is you on the title page; when all the prosperity is gone, it is you beside my pillow.
When I travel through thousands of rivers, it’s you at the end; when I’m on thousands of mountains and rivers, it’s you everywhere; when I’m on an iron horse and across the glacier, it’s you who I dream about.
The world of mortals is floating in the world, and we are separated from each other. We are so close and far away from each other.
Lay out a stack of paper, pick up a thin pen, and as soon as you put down the pen, the past events are scattered like clouds of smoke.
No matter how beautiful the past is, it cannot withstand the fleeting years; no matter how deep the friendship is, it cannot withstand the dullness of time.
Everything has a reason, everything is destined. Looking back suddenly, you and I are no longer the young people we were in the romantic days.
Time flies by like a white horse.
Three days have passed and Yi Qiushui returns.
That night, the two held an academic discussion while holding a thick book.
Yang Jun's three-day retreat was not about sharpening a sword for thousands of years, but about the ancient poems that most attracted Yi Qiushui's interest.
He searched his intestines and stomach, pretended to be an old scholar, and showed off a wave of ancient poems in front of Yi Qiushui.
Yi Qiuguo was really interested, and the two had an elegant academic exchange.
"Little sheep, get up."
Yi Qiushui pushed Yang Jun, who was as tired as a dead pig.
"Little Yangyang, will you spoil me forever?"
Yi Qiushui lay on his chest, her right middle finger making a heart-shaped circle over and over again at his heart, her beautiful eyes looking deeply at the man she loved for the rest of her life.
Yang Jun just wanted to sleep at this time, but he couldn't help but recite it.
"Write down thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, draw three thousand prosperity, cut off the moonlight, go to the battlefield, how can I compete with the cinnabar between your eyebrows"
When Yi Qiushui heard this, her beautiful eyes shone with happiness.
The happiest thing in the world is to have a man who will risk his own life for you.
What more can a woman ask for when she has such a person!
If a man doesn't push him, he will never know how good he is.
Yi Qiushui is ready to squeeze out every drop of talent in Yang Jun's belly.
"Did you miss me while I was on a business trip?"
At this time, Yang Jun was already stunned, and some words just blurted out without thinking, as if they were subconscious reactions.
"My longing is like a horse, which has never stopped after parting. My longing for you is like a willow tree, flying all over the city, and all the catkins are flying."
"anything else"
Yi Qiushui held her head with one hand and looked at Yang Jun affectionately with her beautiful eyes.
"Life is as gorgeous as summer flowers, and death is as quiet and beautiful as autumn leaves."
"anything else"
"If it weren't for loess and white bones, I would protect you for a hundred years without any worries."
"anything else."
"Ouch, my brain hurts and I need to recharge."
…
Yi Qiushui came back from this meeting with tasks assigned by her superiors.
As the compiler of the "Barefoot Doctor's Handbook", the Steel Rolling Mill takes the lead and sets an example. The superiors require the Steel Rolling Mill to dispatch 20 doctors to travel to various places to train barefoot doctors.
As soon as Yi Qiushui arrived at the hospital, she held a meeting with all doctors.
As soon as the suggestion to dispatch doctors was made, all the participants immediately stopped talking and lowered their heads for fear that the leader would notice them.
No one wants to be on the list of personnel to be transferred. The training location is in another place and no one wants to travel far.
Seeing that everyone was silent, Yi Qiushui turned back to Zhong Ming and Shan Hailong and said, "As the vice presidents, I hope you can take the lead. The leader of the team this time must be chosen from the two of you."
Zhong Ming and Shan Hailong are vice presidents sent from above. They were originally attending physicians in large hospitals and have thirty years of medical experience.
Not only were the two of them rich in medical experience, but they were also experienced professionals in the workplace, and they were not happy with Yi Qiushui's assignment.
No one wants to go on a business trip. This is not just because of the difficulty of getting food stamps across the country, but also because it is so hard down there. With a monthly salary of more than 100 yuan, they have enough to eat and drink, so there is no need to suffer such hardship.
Furthermore, this time the steel rolling mill is a star unit. If they do well, they should be punished. If they do poorly, they will be punished. They don't want to get involved in this muddy water.
"Dean Yi, what a coincidence. I have developed lumbar disc disease again. I still want to take a few days off. It's not that I don't want to go. This... this is really powerless."
Zhong Ming looked distressed.
Yi Qiushui was unhappy when he heard this, and then turned his attention to Shan Hailong.
Before she could speak, Shan Hailong started to complain.
"Dean Yi, I have several seminars to hold next month, and I can't get away."
Yi Qiushui's face was ashen, and her beautiful eyes were about to burst into flames.
These two old guys bullied her for being young, thinking that as long as she didn't go, there would be nothing she could do to them.
"This training is completely voluntary and will not be forced or assigned. I hope everyone will sign up enthusiastically. After all, this is the honor of our steel rolling mill."
"Okay, let's go here today. Let's go back and think about it. The meeting is over."
After Yi Qiushui finished speaking, she closed her notebook and left.
I returned to the office, closed the door, lost my temper, and then called Yang Jun.
Yang Jun was discussing the list of advanced individuals at the end of this year, and Huang Yani whispered a few words in his ear.
Yang Jun waved his hand to indicate that he understood.
This meeting is very important.
Seeing that the end of the year is approaching, the factory held a meeting to decide on outstanding individuals and model worker candidates, as well as a summary of the year's work, to discuss who had made significant contributions, who should be commended, etc.
Yang Jun also asked the Purchasing Department to contact the supply and marketing cooperative and asked for hundreds of tickets for the four major items, preparing to hold the year-end meeting to reward those who made significant contributions in the factory.
This was the first time that Yang Jun presided over the work as the head of the steel rolling mill. Before the meeting, he made a rule that no leading cadres were allowed to participate in all award lists this time, and they were all selected from ordinary employees.
Although everyone was dissatisfied with this resolution, no one dared to raise it.
Once the emperor, once the ministers, now is Yang Jun's world. As long as he is not a fool, no one will raise objections.
Sometimes, Yang Jun feels that meetings are unnecessary.
As long as he puts forward an opinion at the meeting, no one else will object.
He doesn't want to engage in a "one-word hall", and the process of doing things must be followed. Of course, formalism is still necessary.
The meeting lasted for more than two hours before the list of winners and benefits were determined.
After the meeting.
Yang Jun went downstairs carrying four lunch boxes.
He deliberately went to the cafeteria and wandered around, then bought five white flour steamed buns and went to find Yi Qiushui.
On the way, he met Luo Yanhong.
This rare species is carrying a net bag in its hand, and in the pocket are several lunch boxes.
Apparently, it was her turn to go to the canteen to get food today.
The two of them looked at each other, then Luo Yanhong snorted coldly, turned around and left with her chest puffed out.
Hey, this silly girl is still angry.
Yang Jun shook his head and chased after him.
"I said Dr. Luo, as for that, it's just an indirect kiss."
"You still said"
Yang Jun didn't say it was okay, but when he said it, it was like a dynamite barrel was lit, and Luo Yanhong immediately became furious.
"Sister Qiu Shui and I are close friends. Do you think this is appropriate?"
"Oh, you are only allowed to say that I slept on the same quilt with another woman, but you are not allowed to say that we kissed indirectly."
When Yang Jun heard this, he immediately became angry.
Isn't this a typical example where only state officials are allowed to set fires but the people are not allowed to light lamps?
"Can it be the same? We are sister and brother-in-law. It is not an ordinary relationship. We must be careful."
"It's not a kiss." Yang Jun muttered.
Luo Yanhong glared at him and stomped away.
Yang Jun laughed twice and chased after him.
"I said Dr. Luo, I have decided to put on small shoes for you."
"I've been talking about wearing small shoes and wearing small shoes all day long, but I've never seen you fulfill your promise."
Luo Yanhong snorted coldly and shouted angrily at Yang Jun: "Say it again, I wear size 39."
Hey, got some gunpowder
Yang Jun wiped the saliva on his face with his hand and said to Luo Yanhong's back,
"I decided to make you the vice president."
When Luo Yanhong heard this, she stopped and looked at Yang Jun in shock.
Came over quickly.
"Young man named Yang, I'm in a bad mood. Please don't make such jokes with me in the future."
Until now, Luo Yanhong always thought Yang Jun was joking with her.
With her status, she is not even a cadre, let alone a vice president.
This is not a question of how many levels it has been upgraded to, but whether it will cause an earthquake.
Yang Jun stood there and sniffed for a few times, then curled his lips and said,
"No wonder he is so murderous."
When Luo Yanhong heard this, her face turned red and she glared at him.
"rogue."
"Hey, don't be angry. Being angry is not conducive to wound recovery."
Yang Jun shrugged his shoulders, put away the cynical smile on his face, and said seriously.
"How about I promote you to the position of chief of surgery first, and then after you return from the barefoot doctor training, I will promote you to vice president?"
"Are you really not lying to me?" Luo Yanhong asked in surprise.
"Although I am not a serious person, one advantage is that I never lie to women, especially beautiful women."
Yang Jun smiled.
"Young man named Yang, I trust you for once."
Luo Yanhong was very excited, something glistening flashed in her eyes, but she immediately added,
"You must say this again in front of Qiu Shui."
When Yang Jun heard this, he couldn't laugh or cry.
Even if you promise to trust someone, you still need to find a guarantor when you change your attitude.
"Okay, I listen to you, let's go find Qiushui now."
Yang Jun hugged four lunch boxes and gestured.
Arrive at Yi Qiushui's office.
He saw Yi Qiushui staring at him with a cold face.
"Why didn't you answer my call just now?"
Yang Jun smiled and placed four enamel jars on the table.
"Dongpo pork, fish-flavored shredded pork, braised lion's head, and Kung Pao chicken are all your favorites."
"Don't be stunned, come over and eat quickly."
When Yang Jun saw that she was not moving, he waved to her.
Yi Qiu Shuiqiong sniffed and wanted to ignore him, but she couldn't bear the smell of the dish and came over.
"Don't think you can bribe me with good food. You still have to explain to me why you didn't answer my phone."
"Qiu Shui, would you like to find you a washboard?"
Luo Yanhong didn't think it was a big deal and kept blaming her.
Seeing the dishes that Yang Jun put out, she suddenly felt that the food in the cafeteria was not delicious.
I didn't even open the lunch box, just threw it aside.
"Oh, you are cruel enough. I put on small shoes for you, but you made me kneel on the washboard."
Yang Jun smacked his mouth, looking at Luo Yanhong's arrogant face and puffing up her chest, he grabbed the white-faced steamed bun and took a hard bite.
"You deserve it. Who made you so poor?"
Luo Yanhong took a bite of a wowotou she bought from the canteen and used chopsticks to skewer a lion's head.
"Husband, you should find someone else to be the dean, I can't do it."
Yi Qiushui complained while eating.
Yang Jun smiled bitterly and shook his head.
Everyone knows the basics, and it won't be enough to just talk about the matter directly, so why bother playing the trick of advancing in order to retreat.
If I hadn't seen you enjoying the meal so much, I would have almost believed it.
"Okay, don't do this whole thing. Just hold on for a while. Then I'll ask Yan Hong to come up and help you."
"When?" Yi Qiushui said excitedly, grabbing his sleeve.
"Let's wait until the barefoot doctor training is completed."
Yang Jun thought for a while and then said: "You have to get some results no matter what, so that you can convince the public."
"No, I just want Sister Yanhong to come up and help me now."
"That Zhong Ming and Shan Hailong were occupying the manhole and did not poop. Not only did they eat the corpses, but they were also holding back. Many works in the yard could not be carried out."
Yi Qiushui shook Yang Jun's arm, unwilling to let him go.
"Stop making trouble. Yanhong is not even a cadre now. If you are promoted to deputy dean at once, others will be dissatisfied."
Yang Jun took her hand off her arm and comforted her: "In the afternoon, I will ask the personnel department to issue a transfer order. First, Yanhong will be appointed as the chief physician of the Department of Surgery. After completing the training, she will be promoted to deputy dean. What do you think?
"
"That's pretty much it."
When Yi Qiushui heard this, she immediately beamed.
Luo Yanhong was on the side, also very excited.
His face was red, and a layer of crystal tears appeared in his eyes.
Who doesn’t want to make progress, who doesn’t want to be promoted?
She is a female doctor who has returned from China. She needs to be cultured and well-educated. Based on her conditions, she can be qualified to be the dean, not to mention the deputy dean.
For such a long time, she has been struggling at the bottom, unable to display many of her talents, not to mention how aggrieved she is.
Now, Yang Jun promised her that as long as she completes the barefoot doctor training, he will promote her to deputy director. Can he not be funny?
With a platform, there will be many opportunities to display your talents in the future.
"Brother-in-law, thank you."
Yang Jun rolled his eyes and said, "Tsk, tsk, why does it sound so harsh to me?"
"I'm not used to this title. You should call me Yang."
Luo Yanhong glanced at Yi Qiushui, and then her emotions were brewing.
He stood up, put his hands on his hips, pointed at Yang Jun's nose and said,
