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

Yan Bugui behind him was about to go out, looking at He Yuzhu enviously, even his back could feel his comfort.

"Hey, I have never lived such a comfortable day."

Tucao goes to Tucao, and the class has to continue.

There was only one class in the morning today, so he greeted the dean in the afternoon and was going out to preside over a wedding.

Thinking of this, joy appeared on Yan Bugui's face.

Fortunately, He Yuzhu provided him with a part-time job, at least his life was much easier. Yesterday, he bought a carp for [-] cents.

His son Yan Jiefang joked that it was the first time he ate fish that was not caught by his father. It turned out that the fish tasted so delicious.

One sentence broke the third master's defense.

In the past, small fish as thick as a finger were caught, and after being boiled for a few minutes, it became a pot of soup.

Children have no chance to eat fish, only soup.

Wiping away his tears, Yan Bugui got on the bike and left.

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Rolling mill.

He Yuzhu ate two steamed buns and a bowl of tofu nao, and rode slowly to the factory, where the apprentice had already prepared the dishes.

Liu Lan led two canteen workers to retract the chopstick holders from each table, muttering.

"The factory manager will only say...what not to brush...I eat chopsticks every day..."

The distance was too far, and I couldn't hear what she was saying, so He Yuzhu waved and asked, "Lanzi, what's the matter?"

He was worried about being bored, and he listened to some gossip to relieve his boredom.

"Master He, before you came, Director Yang came to the cafeteria and asked Huazi to cook him a bowl of noodles.

When eating, he began to stare at the chopsticks in the cafeteria. He randomly checked a few tables after eating, and then criticized us for not paying attention to hygiene in the cafeteria. "

After Liu Lan finished complaining, she shouted out her grievances.

"Master He, before I leave work, I always soak the chopsticks in advance.

Came the next morning and rinsed it clean, absolutely nothing dirty. "

He Yuzhu nodded. Liu Lan was telling the truth, and he could meet him every now and then.

A small basin was specially set aside for soaking chopsticks.

Could it be that Director Yang is looking for trouble on purpose?No, I just finished delivering things to the big leader, and Director Yang will never give him eye drops.

"Bring me the chopsticks."

All the chopsticks were collected, and Liu Lan grabbed a handful and showed him, "Master He, many people like to bite the ends of the chopsticks, and they all rot in the end.

Moreover, the chopstick heads are also made of wood, which tends to turn black easily, which is not a problem with my brushing. "

Liu Lan thinks that Director Yang is too insulting, and she must bear the problem of chopsticks.

After finishing the work at hand, Ma Hua also squeezed in to watch, smacking his lips.

No wonder Director Yang disliked chopsticks for burying, this end was bitten to pieces, can you not bury them?

It tastes like wood scum in your mouth, and it smells like swill no matter how you brush it.

He Yuzhu grabbed a handful of chopsticks, got up and went to Director Yang.

Behind him, people in a cafeteria didn't understand his intentions.

The uncle in charge of pasta was very worried, "What to do, Master He is too hot-tempered, is he going to question the factory manager?"

"Excuse me, let Director Yang tell us how to maintain hygiene."

Making complaints behind his back, MCA was more talkative than anyone else, "It's good to be a leader, and it won't hurt your back when you stand and talk."

Liu Lan bit her lip and bowed her head in silence for a while, "No, Master He is fighting for me. I have to explain to the factory manager, don't criticize Master He."

Don't think that Liu Lan is a bit stingy and gossip, but in fact, her character is straightforward and straightforward.

Much better than the kind of girls who are good at seducing men with their looks.

As for the things between her and Li Huaide, He Yuzhu found that it didn't appear.

It should be because of his arrival that the original plot has been changed.

Before everyone could react, Liu Lan hurried to the office building.

"Factory Manager, what do you mean? Come with me to the No. [-] canteen, and we'll randomly check his chopsticks."

He Yuzhu spilled his chopsticks on the desk and was about to take Director Yang to the second canteen.

Can't let the workers in a canteen bear the risk of being scolded just because the factory manager only eats his own food?
Factory Manager Yang had a complex expression, turning blue and then pale, and scratched his earlobe.

Seeing that there was no one outside the door, he explained to He Yuzhu in a low voice, "That's not the case at all, it's all the fault of the Mahua boy.

The bowl of noodles he cooked was hard to swallow. As the factory manager, I must take the lead in saving food, so I ate it up. "

But what does this have to do with chopsticks in a cafeteria?
He Yuzhu immediately realized that this old thing was deliberately using chopsticks as an excuse to vent Mahua's poor cooking skills.

"I don't know how often the chopsticks in Director Yang's house are changed. I think we only need to change the chopsticks once a week in our canteen, and the chopsticks will definitely be fine."

"I was impulsive about this, He Yuzhu, don't hold on to it. Whose chopsticks can be changed once a week? My chopsticks are not used frequently, and naturally they are consumed slowly."

It turns out that Director Yang has a clear heart, and it is impossible for a place to eat big pot meals to be the same as at home.

"The point is, we have to respond to the call of the country, be thrifty and work hard, it's just a matter of chopsticks, it's unnecessary and unnecessary."

In the end, Director Yang was afraid that He Yuzhu would throw away the chopsticks, so he said in advance, "You can't throw away the chopsticks, keep using them."

"I'll figure it out myself." He Yuzhu grabbed the chopsticks and rushed out of the office without dropping any of them.

"This man has a really big temper." Director Yang shook his head and continued to work.

Liu Lan went up two steps, and saw He Yuzhu walking down in a hurry.

With that posture, he thought he had just had a fight with Director Yang.

"Master He, are you okay?"

"It's okay, you go to the finance department, ask her for a tape measure and a pen and paper, and tell her that He Yuzhu from the first cafeteria asked for it."

He Yuzhu now has an idea in his mind, and he needs to act on it as soon as possible.

Liu Laolan ran towards the finance department without saying a word. Master He must be in a hurry, and she has to race against time.