Siheyuan: promoted to director, sub-district office to send wife

Inadvertently glanced at the He family, his eyes flickered, and a wave of annoyance and regret welled up in his heart.

If when Shazhu is flattering her, she doesn't hold back and accepts him sincerely.

Then now she will enjoy the treatment of Song Jiayun, and Sha Zhu will become the son's stepfather.

How could Banggen reach out to the oil pan for a few pieces of meat, Xiaodang and Sophora japonica also had meat to eat.

At this moment, Qin Huairu was so regretful that her intestines were green, she clenched her teeth and left the courtyard with heavy steps.

Rolling mill.

Before work time, some workers were staying in the workshop, some were chatting in the courtyard, and a group of people who came out of the hut were chattering.

"Hey, why did I hear Xiao Liu from the propaganda department say that there are no projectionists in the factory? Where did that Xu Damao go?"

"You just know, I ran into him on the street yesterday, and Liu Haizhong said he had something to do at home, so he resigned voluntarily."

"What? If the fat man says no, then he won't. You have to go to work even if the sky is falling!"

Everyone was shocked to learn that Xu Damao had resigned from his job.

Xu Damao actually voluntarily gave up on the good thing they couldn't ask for.

Strange, so strange!

Sister Hua who was passing by also interjected, "Then let's go to the village club to show a movie, who will go?"

Not everyone is capable of high-tech gadgets.

"It must be another one. The projectionist cannot be absent."

Aunt Chen on the side spoke.

Watching movies is a rare pastime when there are no other entertainment items.

Every regular large factory will have a special publicity department, and projectionists are indispensable and important positions.

Like the five-star rolling mill, the scale is huge, and one cannot give up promoting the factory style just because of Xu Damao.

"Sister Hua, I can play it, it's a joke to play the movie."

Putting the bicycle in the shed, He Yuzhu walked slowly in front of everyone.

Sister Hua twitched the corners of her mouth, she didn't believe it at all, thinking that He Yuzhu was playing tricks on her,

Jokingly said, "Zhuzi, if you say you can cook with your eyes closed, I can still believe it, but you go to the movies? I really can't believe it."

Even Aunt Chen felt that Sister Hua was right, she squeezed her dry and thin face, and said with a smile, "The cooking cook, go to the countryside to show a movie, are you crazy or is Director Yang crazy?"

It is because they are two old employees and have a good relationship with Shazhu that they dare to believe that they are so straightforward.

Looking at the workers next to him, even if he didn't believe it in his heart, he still said haha ​​and perfunctory.

"Master He is really good, he can cook and show movies."

"That's right, such a person, the entire rolling mill can meet one."

"I think he's even better than the factory manager. He's Qu Cai, the director of the canteen."

Each sour tone can be smelled from far away.

He Yuzhu didn't care at all, because they would be slapped in the face in a few days.

Let everyone wait and see whether the movie can be shown well.

"Sister Hua, Aunt Chen, if I really understand the movie, you two will give me a pair of new shoes."

If these two girls bring up the topic today, they will have to pay a price.

The cloth shoes I buy are durable and cost-effective. The only drawback is that they are too troublesome and take time.

If Sister Hua and Aunt Chen are unwilling to do it by hand, then they have to spend money to buy it.

Choose one of the two methods, and the beneficiary will ultimately be He Yuzhu.

"Okay, Aunt Chen, we agree, it's obviously impossible."

Sister Hua happily agreed, and Aunt Chen also nodded, expressing that she had no objection.

Anyway, it was just a joke in the end, He Yuzhu couldn't do it, and they didn't need to buy new shoes.

"It's time to go to work, stop chatting in ink, and go to the workshop."

Yi Zhonghai couldn't understand these people, how decent were men and women with hippie smiles!
(Thinking to myself: Why are all the women in the workshop circling around the silly pillars, and quickly scattered them.)
The two sides separated in the courtyard, and He Yuzhu went to the cafeteria.

The noon time passed quickly, and it was time to eat in a blink of an eye.

Today is no different from the past, two-thirds of the workers crowded into the cafeteria.

It doesn't matter if you don't have a place to sit. After eating lunch, you go back to the workshop with the lunch box in your hands, and put away the leftovers after two stomachs.

"Master, Xu Damao really left? If he won't come back, then he won't even go back to the courtyard house?"

Ma Hua came to the front and asked curiously.

He Yuzhu was mixing foreign persimmons for himself and sprinkled a large spoonful of sugar.

After covering the candy box and sitting back at the table with the plate, I had time to answer the apprentice's questions.

"Well, if something like that happened, would he dare to go back to the rolling mill? Lou Xiao'e reported back."

As soon as the Xu family was mentioned, and Lou Xiao'e was mentioned, He Yuzhu suddenly thought of something.

Last night when he went to pour the pot of oil, Lou Xiaoe stuffed money into his pocket, chatted with Yan Bugui, and forgot about it!
Oops, luckily what I was wearing was the padded jacket on my body, so I hurriedly took it out of my pocket.

"Master, you carry so much money at work, you are not afraid of losing it."

Ma Hua swallowed his saliva enviously, he was really rich, yet his salary was not handed over to his wife.

"Go, go, pick up those cabbage clappers, I'll pickle pickles later, now go to the latrine."

He Yuzhu got up and went out, and only counted the money when he reached a place where no one was around.

Hey, not bad, 50 yuan!

Lou Xiaoe compensated Qin Jingru 100 yuan, and divided half of it among herself.

Open and bright, pay attention to people!

The number was indeed beyond He Yuzhu's expectation, several times higher than that. A neighbor like Lou Xiao'e is able to deal with it, awesome!

I got 50 yuan for nothing, so I have to arrange a delicious meal tonight.

Wealth earned without work cannot be saved.

Ma Hua saw the master had gone to the hut and came back, the spring breeze was blowing on his face, and the soles of his feet were blown by the wind.

He didn't dare to ask in detail if he ran into some beautiful woman during the process of relieving himself, and why the skill of urinating changed his personality.

"Master He, the old cabbage gang is not delicious, but after being marinated by your hands, the taste is really amazing, and it can be sold at a high price in the market!"

Liu Lan helped to chop the garlic, cut the garlic cloves into thin slices, and put them in the pickle jar later.

He flattered endlessly and praised He Yuzhu to the sky.

Her little meaning is almost known to passers-by.

He Yuzhu spread the prepared sauce on the cabbage, laughed and said, "Come on, I'll make you brag like you worked in the imperial dining room.

After three days, I will give each of you a share. "

The dried pickled radishes a few days ago were also missed by these people, and a third of them were divided up in the end.

However, the leftovers in the back kitchen were left unattended, the stewed diced radish turned bitter, and the cabbage gang was so old, all the ingredients He Yuzhu used were disgusting.

No matter how you say it, the rolling mill is also a regular unit, so it’s still short of this thing!
Although some were distributed to the employees of a cafeteria, most of them were still placed in the window, and they were called to the workshop workers as a side dish at noon.

The taste has received unanimous praise, and even Director Yang sent his secretary to pack a portion of dried radish for him to take home.

Just like what Liu Lan said, the picture is about He Yuzhu's craftsmanship, not for the public's things.

Tsk tsk tsk, really dodge the problem.