As for Du Shikui, after Yang Jun completed the investigation, Wang Erwa sent someone to investigate again.
After all, he is the person who is about to take up the job at the automobile factory, and the factory is very cautious about him.
In addition to investigating him, Wang Erwa also interviewed him.
Interviews are also a way to organize employment.
This method is just a form and is optional.
Of course, the necessary cutscenes still have to be made.
Recently, Wang Erwa has also been very busy.
The merger work of several factories weighed on him. He got up earlier than a chicken and went to bed later than a dog every day. He only needed one person to split him in half.
Senior technicians from the two factories came to work in the main factory one after another. The remaining people from the original factory were left to produce simple workpieces.
Yang Jun plans to move them here after the factory is built in the next year.
In fact, logically speaking, the merger work is over here, but in fact there is still a lot of follow-up work that has not been done.
Just arranging the work of cadres made him worried.
When the factories merged, hundreds of cadres were eliminated. These people were originally cadres. It is definitely unrealistic to let them go to the workshop to participate in labor.
Those guys all have complicated backgrounds, and there are many hidden experts among them. If one of them is not handled well, it may trigger a chain reaction.
Of course, this does not mean that anyone who has the ability will be admitted.
If he is not of the same mind as Yang Jun, no matter how capable he is, he will not use it.
Yang Jun has also been very busy these two days. He has endless meetings every day, and he also has to take time to go to the mushroom cultivation base to check the situation.
Now that the mushrooms have been cultivated for more than ten days, he secretly looked at them and saw that white silk fungi had grown on the corn cobs.
Liang Shan is a very responsible person and lives and eats there almost every day.
Whether the mushrooms can be cultivated successfully or not is related to his lifelong happiness, so he does not dare to relax his work requirements at all.
In addition to maintaining a fixed temperature every day, you must also maintain adequate moisture.
Yang Jun entered the mushroom laboratory and saw Liang Shan spraying water on the mushrooms with a watering can. He didn't say hello to him, so he checked the mushrooms by himself.
"You're getting more and more ignorant. I've been here for a long time and you haven't even said hello?" Yang Jun said.
"What's there to say hello to? I see you not only five but also three times a day." Liang Shan said without replying.
"Hey, you have a problem with me, okay, I won't come here anymore."
Yang Jun thought the boy was still angry about what happened last time and didn't take him to heart.
Seeing that Liangshan ignored him, he went out to scare him.
"Am I really leaving?"
"You can leave. Can you let me send you off with drums and gongs?"
Seeing that Yang Jun was still not moving, Liang Shan patted the pillar a few times with his hand and said, "Okay, just think of me beating the gongs and drums, you can go."
"Hey, I'll leave if you tell me to. Don't you know who the factory director is?"
When Yang Jun saw that he was so unpopular, he lost his temper.
The more you want to leave, the more he won't leave.
"Oh, my factory director Yang, just leave. Do you really want to see me in such a mess?"
While Liang Shan was talking, he turned back to face Yang Jun.
Liang Shan's face was swollen like a pig's head, his eye sockets were heavily bruised, and there were scratches all over his body...
Both eyes were so swollen that they could hardly be opened, and the eyelids almost covered them.
"Wocao, Lao Liang, did you accidentally hit a telephone pole?"
Yang Jun exclaimed.
"It's not because of you that the shit hit the telephone pole."
Seeing Yang Jun's exaggerated look, Liangshan felt like crying but had no tears left.
Yang Jun smiled secretly in his heart.
Could he not know that Liangshan's injuries were all due to him? It's just that he didn't want to admit it.
"Old Liang, you can eat shit, but you can't say anything. Be careful, I will sue you for slander."
This guy can't handle things. It's useless to ask for a subordinate who can't handle things for the leader.
Who was the one who vowed to resolve the conflict for himself at the beginning, but how could he become a coward after being retaliated against?
It seems that this boy must have been revenged by Qian Xiangrong.
According to Qian Xiangrong's personality, it is not their stubborn character to suffer losses.
"If it weren't for you, how could I have been retaliated by that pretty boy?" Liang Shan said with a bitter face.
"Hey, you sound like a resentful woman. Did I remind you not to go out during this period?"
"How can you guard against thieves for a thousand days? I can't stay in the factory all day, right?"
"Tsk, tsk, then it's no one else's fault. It's the disobedient master like you who beats you."
Yang Jun rolled his eyes.
If you don't listen to the old man's words, you will suffer the consequences.
If your words fall on deaf ears, you deserve to be beaten.
Don't think that you are good at it. You can hit two, four, or ten. You really think you are asking your brother.
"No matter what, you are also a cadre of our factory. We can't take this kind of dumb loss in vain. Don't worry, I will definitely recover this situation for you."
Yang Jun patted his shoulder with a smile.
"My factory director Yang Da, I beg you, can you let me go? I don't want to get this place back, okay? Can you just leave me and Qian Xiangrong alone?"
Yang Jun definitely disagrees. You, a country bumpkin, just yelled at him. You really don't think of yourself as a leader.
If it weren't for Qian Jiajia's face, Yang Jun would have greeted her loudly.
"Now this matter is no longer a matter between you and Qian Xiangrong. It is a matter between our steel rolling mill and their archaeological team. If you beat up the people in our factory, don't even think about letting this matter go."
Yang Jun put down these words, turned around and left the mushroom laboratory.
When he returned to the office, he immediately asked Zhao Haifeng to lead the security department to control the archaeological team and suspend all their work.
This group of archaeological team members have been wandering around the steel rolling mill for six months, and have been working endlessly on the larger ancient tomb for more than half a year. It's really hard for Yang Jun to figure out what the purpose of their attack is.
Just like those who work in engineering, without projects, they can only drink from the northwest wind.
They archaeologists finally came across an ancient tomb, so they had to seize this opportunity to work hard.
As long as there is a project, their archaeological team will not be disbanded, and they can get a day's subsidy for every day they work.
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They can hold off on such a beautiful fat mess as long as they can.
After a while, there was a noise outside the door...
Yang Jun asked someone to bring Qian Xiangrong up.
Then he waved his hand and asked people to go out.
"Brother Junzi, what are you doing? I didn't offend you, did I?"
Qian Xiangrong complained as soon as he entered the office.
"shut up."
Yang Jun stood up and walked up to him: "Let me ask you, how long will it take for your archaeological team to finish their work?"
"It will take another half a year." Qian Xiangrong blurted out.
When Yang Jun heard this, his blood pressure suddenly shot up.
He hates words like half a year.
Back then, I said I could finish the work in half a year, but now it’s half a year again.
It's such a big tomb that seventy or eighty people can't wipe it clean. Every day they take a brush and brush it. When they get tired, they squat beside it and talk and laugh. If the weather is nice, the mood will be better.
I just did it twice.
A group of people take the subsidies issued by the state and do nothing all day long. They are simply a bunch of moths.
"I'll give you three days to finish the work. If you don't finish the work, don't blame me. I'll fill it in when the time comes."
"Brother Junzi, you asked me to finish half a year's work in three days. Isn't this a joke?"
"Qian Xiangrong, I'm not kidding you."
Yang Jun grabbed his collar and said, "I keep my word. If you don't believe me, let's wait and see."
Qian Xiangrong saw that Yang Jun had an angry look on his face and it didn't look like he was joking, so he asked cautiously.
"Brother Junzi, is there any misunderstanding between us? You have to support your brother in his work."
Yang Jun returned to his seat, put his legs on the desk, and lit a cigarette.
She looked at him with squinted eyes and said, "Qian Xiangrong, my patience has a bottom line. You and I know very well what your archaeological team has been doing all day long."
"Three days, I won't give you one more day. If you don't finish it off when the three days are up, don't blame me. I won't give you face."
"Brother Junzi, things are not what you think. Our archaeological work is all about meticulous work and we can't do it too quickly. How about this? Five months. In five months, my brother will definitely be able to complete the finishing work. What do you think?"
Qian Xiangrong looked at Yang Jun with a smile on his face.
"Qian Xiangrong, do you know why you are not as good as your sister? We are from the same family, so why are there such big differences in our lives?"
Yang Jun waved his hand and said: "Go away, it will be three days."
When Qian Xiangrong heard this, instead of panicking, he sat down on the sofa.
"Brother Junzi, this is the archaeological work that Mr. Guo personally named. You can't help but respect him, right?"
Yang Jun laughed when he heard this.
"Are you threatening me with Mr. Guo?"
"No, no, brother Junzi, don't think so, I'm just telling the truth."
Yang Jun's eyes suddenly flashed with murderous intent, and his right index finger made a trigger-pulling motion.
At this moment, he was really angry.
I persuaded him with kind words and saved enough face for him.
Unexpectedly, the other party not only did not appreciate his kindness, but instead used his leadership to suppress him.
I really thought Yang Jun was afraid of him.
He just doesn't want to get it done.
It is just an ancient tomb from the Jin Dynasty, not an imperial tomb, so it has not yet been taken seriously.
On weekdays, he often went to Mr. Guo to drink tea and chat. Mr. Guo had a very good impression of him and took good care of him...
Sometimes when talking about this ancient tomb, Mr. Guo also looks helpless.
How should I put it? It's like chicken ribs. It's a pity to throw them away if they are tasteless.
After digging for half a year, it turned out to be a robbed tomb with nothing inside except a memorial tablet.
He had wanted to stop it for a long time, but he couldn't make up his mind due to certain circumstances.
Every move Qian Xiangrong made in the factory was under Yang Jun's control, and he knew all the little moves he made in the process.
If it hadn't been for the sake of his father and sister, he wouldn't have tolerated it until now.
"Qian Xiangrong, you should know what it means to destroy the four olds and eliminate the four evils. Do you want me to explain it to you?" Yang Jun knocked on the table and reminded.
When Qian Xiangrong heard this, his expression suddenly changed.
Yang Jun's words struck a chord in his heart.
Archeology, to put it nicely, is a contribution to cultural undertakings; to put it poorly, it is a kind of cultural dross.
Currently, the "Destroy the Four Olds, Eliminate the Four Pests" campaign is being held across the country. If Yang Jun had given the order, this ancient tomb would have been backfilled as if it were the Four Olds.
"Brother Junzi, it's not like that. No matter what, we are a family. You can't push your brother to death." Qian Xiangrong begged bitterly.
"Didn't I give you three days? Once those three days are up, don't blame me for not being brotherly."
"Brother Junzi..."
"roll!"
With a roar, people from the security department rushed in.
Qian Xiangrong was pushed and pushed away.
Coming out of Yang Jun's office, Qian Xiangrong immediately called on the archaeological team to get started on the archaeological work.
Although there is nothing of value in the ancient tomb, face work still needs to be done.
The state has allocated so much money for archaeological excavations, what if
It doesn’t make sense if you don’t do anything.
The group of people didn't use brushes and just used shovels to dig through the ancient tomb. They didn't finish the work until nothing of value was found.
They had a hard time these three days. They were working under the supervision of the security department the whole time. If they slowed down even a little, they would be scolded immediately.
"Hey, Lao Yang, you still have something to do, otherwise these idiots would still be stuck in our factory and won't leave."
Yang Jun and Wang Erwa stood above the ancient tomb. In front of them, workers were backfilling the ancient tomb.
"I have long disliked them. If it weren't for this factory merger, I wouldn't be able to tolerate them until now."
Yang Jun thought that after the ancient tomb was backfilled, a workers' recreation room or something could be built in this place.
Wang Erwa stamped the soil under her feet and reminded,
"Lao Yang, be careful lately, after all, you've ruined other people's jobs."
"What? How dare he take revenge on me?" Yang Jun stared.
Even though Xiang Rong was brave enough to borrow money, he didn't dare to retaliate against himself.
It's okay to take revenge on Liang Shan, but if he dares to touch him, Yang Jun will make him regret coming to this world.
"Anyway, you should be careful. If you notice anything wrong, call the brothers immediately." Wang Erwa said patiently.
"Okay, I got it, I'll be careful."
Yang Jun felt that Wang Erwa also had good intentions, so he adopted his opinion.
