Teacher He of the Siheyuan

The ink of night fades away.

In the sky, bursts of golden light shone brightly.

Some people toss and turn, some people wake up in the morning!
He Daqing stretched refreshedly. Today is another day of beating workers.

It was not too early or too late, so he got up quickly to wash up, looked at the kitchen, there were no more noodles, and there was still a layer of lard in the bowl. He thought of a Hunan snack that he liked very much in his previous life.

Rinse the rice, burn the fire, and steam the rice in one go. Steam the rice until it’s half-cooked, put it in a bowl, and scoop all the lard into the rice with a spoon, then pour over the homemade soy sauce, and stir quickly. He moved his index finger and placed another plate, He's Old Tan pickled vegetables and radishes, and the delicious breakfast was ready.

Woke up a couple of children, both of them were full of praise after eating it. This lard bibimbap is oily but not greasy, rice, soy sauce, and lard are fragrant, mixed together, combined with crisp and refreshing radish, it is too delicious.

Silly son and silly Yushui didn't even let go of the bottom of the bowl.

The old father who watched was very pleased.

After breakfast, it's time to go out.

All the way to the cafeteria, today is Monday, pickled some green vegetables with Old Tan's stock solution, these pickles will only be provided in [-], he estimated, the stock solution in the space is enough for him to provide pickles for the factory for ten years up.

Seeing that Master He was making kimchi again, other people in the cafeteria were no strangers to it. In fact, the steps were very simple. They all tried to make kimchi when they went home, but it tasted so good.

I couldn't explain it all, and was scolded by the mother-in-law at home, saying that even a dog can't eat it, and wasting the family's food.

It can only be said that it is Master He's secret seasoning, it is amazing, they only learned the superficial.

After being busy for a while, Liu Lan came over, "Director He, Yu Zhixin from HR came over and said that the factory has announced that there will be a meeting"

"How many times have I told you that you want to call me deputy director, and my position is deputy director?" He Daqing said pretending to be displeased.

"Okay, Director He, I'll pay attention next time," Liu Lan said seriously.

Liu Lan would not make such low-level mistakes. Last time, Chen Mansheng was talking about Deputy Director He, so he was kindly arranged by Deputy Director He to clean the canteen for an extra week.

So what else can he say to such a stupid subordinate!

Yu Zhixin is an old acquaintance, and he can be regarded as half of Wang Weiqiang's confidant, which can be proved by his appearance at Wang Weiqiang's niece's wedding banquet yesterday.

This man was busy and did a lot of work.

The reason why it was half was due to He Daqing's judgment. This man was too enthusiastic, and his shrewdness was written on his face. Wang Weiqiang had always been a picture of this subordinate.

When I came to the conference room, it was an empty production workshop with dozens of wooden chairs. They were all the team leaders of each workshop, and only the first and second leaders of the department could appear here.

He Daqing is the only one who owns the whole courtyard.

It's too cold at the heights!

After a while, everyone arrived, and the heads of the factory were doing a good job according to their positions and departments.

Their cafeteria belongs to the logistics department, and enjoys the comfortable area in the back row. After the leader has finished speaking, he is also responsible for clapping hard to drive the atmosphere of the meeting. It is not an important department that will not arrange it here.

In the past meetings held in the factory, he always attended as a bystander. The important thing is to participate, and it doesn't matter whether he speaks or not.

After a while, Director Yang and Deputy Director Li came together. Director Yang spoke first and gave a general outline of the meeting.

It turns out that the factory has to increase production recently, and everyone must carry forward the spirit of hard work and hard work to ensure production.

In short, next, you will have to work overtime for a while!
Everyone applauded!

The leaders of each department took turns to speak to express their determination. When it was the turn of logistics, Factory Manager Yang specially ordered it. He and Director Fan spoke together, which made Director Fan's face pale on the spot.

He also wanted to keep a low profile, but his strength didn't allow it!
At the end of the meeting, it was announced that all the doctors in the infirmary of the factory had been transferred to support the vast rural areas. If anyone in the factory got sick, they could go to the infirmary of the steel factory next door.

Wuhu, isn't this the infirmary of Comrade Ding Qiunan? There are such coincidences. It seems that this infirmary may be full of single male workers in the future.

After the meeting, he waited for the others to leave, and gave Wang Weiqiang, who liked to walk behind, a look.

The old Wangtou understood, and deliberately lagged behind by a few steps, and He Daqing followed.

The two entered Wang Weiqiang's office step by step.

"Old He, I'm really sorry that I didn't see you off yesterday when I was drunk. You must forgive me, otherwise I will be the host another day, brother, I will apologize." Wang Weiqiang apologized while making tea.

"I won't say anything about apologizing, I know, you didn't mean it either," He Daqing waved his hand, and handed over a peony cigarette.

"If you really feel that you are a little sorry for me, just do me a favor"

Wang Weiqiang took it, and didn't agree immediately, but said, "Tell me what you're doing, and I'll listen to it. If it doesn't violate the rules, Lao He, if you say something, I'll take care of it for you."

The reason why he said this was because he was afraid that if He Daqing said something that would embarrass him, he would be able to give himself a leeway, so that he would not say the words to death, which would be to find guilt for himself.

"It's a small matter. This is not the third canteen. The workers like to go there recently, and the pressure is a bit high. If you want to add another person, it's not difficult for you, Director Wang." He Daqing joked with a smile.

After Lao Wang lit his cigarette, he took a deep breath, and the taste of Peony Smoke was different.

"This matter, I have to say, Lao He, everyone in your handicraft factory knows about it, and they like to go to the third canteen. Although the third canteen is almost fully staffed, but there are actual needs, you Lao He, opened again Mouth, I will definitely handle it for you.”

For Director Wang, this is just a matter of approval, but he still said that this matter is a bit difficult to handle. If it is not difficult, how can he show the importance of him, Wang Weiqiang, and show that he has paid for this matter.

"Haha, I knew that you, Old Wang, are my close friend. You specialize in solving difficult problems, that is..." He Daqing paused with a smile.

"Old He, what you mean is that there are outside candidates?"

This is a bit embarrassing, the last recruitment has only been less than a month, and now it is a little difficult for him to recruit people, he can transfer someone from an inconspicuous sanitation worker to be a kitchen helper, but this... .

"Old Wang, I know what you're worried about. The person I'm talking about is also from our factory. She was Jia Dongxu who died in a car accident last year. Didn't the factory grant a special subsidy? A spot is given to Jia's family. She plans to come after a while." work"

Seeing that he was a little hesitant, He Daqing explained a few things to him.

"Now Qinhuai is like an orphan and widowed mother. It's a bit pitiful. She's a woman. It's difficult to screw screws and steel plates. It's up to me. I can't ignore it."

"Well, it's true that orphans and widows need a little help. Lao He, you are too caring. This is a small problem. I will adjust it when the time comes."

Director Wang combed the sparse hair around his ears and agreed.

Seeing that the matter was done, He Daqing chatted a few more words, put out the cigarette butt, and left the office of the director of the personnel department.