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

Hey, she works in a rolling mill, and she lives quite a distance from the courtyard house.

Master He's daughter-in-law came to play in the factory today, and she was able to chat with her for a while.

But there will be no chance to meet a few times in the future, how can we be friends?
The accountant just pondered in his heart, but he didn't say a word.

Those who do this business are all human beings.

He Yuzhu saw that her expression was not right, and pointed to the direction of the office with a smile, "Xiao Liu, let's go in first."

"Okay, Master He, you are busy first."

Accountant Liu waited helplessly for the two of them to enter the office, secretly speculating, could it be that He Yuzhu planned to arrange a job for Song Jiayun?
Look at his daughter-in-law's hands, they are thin and tender, as pale as scallions.

What can I do?Do you want to work as a small worker in the workshop?
office.

Factory Manager Yang is used to leaning on the sofa and taking a nap to recharge his batteries.

"Bang bang bang."

"Director Yang, excuse me, I have something to discuss with you."

He Yuzhu squatted down in front of him, and knocked on the small coffee table, making a crisp sound.

When he opened his eyes in a daze, he saw a face magnified many times in front of him.

Factory Manager Yang screamed in shock, "I*, who are you! He, Master He Yuzhu? If you come early in the morning, why don't you go to the cafeteria and why are you running to my office!"

Song Jiayun thought the factory manager was angry, so she helped explain in a low voice, "Director Yang, Yu Zhu came here to discuss something with you, we didn't mean to disturb you."

As soon as the woman opened her mouth, her voice was as crisp as beads falling to the ground.

Factory Manager Yang narrowed his eyes, carefully recalling where he had seen this person.

Then I finally remembered that it was Song Jiayun, He Yuzhu's new wife.

Suddenly, the family members of the employees came, how could Director Yang continue to take a nap?

Sit down right away and tidy up your grooming.

"He Yuzhu, you say you, you can just call me, and you have to put your face in front of you, almost scaring me to death."

Director Yang laughed and cursed.

He Yuzhu scratched his nose and said with a playful smile, "I'm afraid to scare you by talking loudly, Director Yang, I brought my wife here today because I want you to help arrange a position."

"Who will arrange it for?" Director Yang has been sitting in the position for many years, so he must be smart.

Immediately came to his senses, pointing to Song Jiayun and asked, "Do you want your wife to work in the rolling mill? But now only the workshop can arrange it, and there is no work she can do elsewhere."

He was telling the truth.

With Li Huaide in the logistics department, even if Song Jiayun asked to go, He Yuzhu would not let her go.

The wolf enters the tiger's mouth.

In the finance department, Director Yang didn't even need to ask, he could confirm that Song Jiayun didn't know how to do accounting and finance.

She is a refugee, and she was discovered by the street office if she was really capable.

"Director, I won't play tricks with you anymore. I heard that there is still a position in the propaganda department. Look at my wife..."

"Is there a vacancy in the Propaganda Department? I really don't know, is it the vacancy that Xu Damao left?"

Director Yang observed Song Jiayun calmly, and shook his head slightly, "No, the projectionist has to work and she can't. Those machines are all chest-high."

"Director Yang, the Propaganda Department doesn't only have one job. Hey, I don't understand it either, so follow me and have a look."

Time passed by, He Yuzhu was worried about continuing to ink, and Yu Haitang went to the Publicity Department to report.

Regardless of the concept of superiors and subordinates, he "invited" Director Yang to the Propaganda Department with his hands.

The chief of the publicity department is also surnamed Liu, and he is in charge of publicity and education as well as various cultural performances on weekdays.

At that time, when Xu Damao had not left the steel rolling mill, Section Chief Liu was in charge.

"Director, Master He, who are you?"

As soon as Section Chief Liu arrived at the office, before he had time to take off his hat, he saw three people walking in.

The last one was a young woman, new to the rolling mill.

"Old Liu, apart from being a projectionist, what position is the Publicity Department planning to recruit recently?
This is Master He's daughter-in-law Song Jiayun, her ancestors are all poor, you can arrange a job for her. "

Regarding the fact that He Yuzhu married a refugee, there had been a scandal in the factory for a while.

It is said that the woman came from the countryside, and I can't read a single word, and it is even more difficult to describe her appearance.

Although there was a banquet later, Sister Hua and Aunt Chen and the others went to the courtyard for a wedding, and came back and said that Song Jiayun looked like a fairy.

But the group of people who have never been there still refuse to believe it.

After seeing her today, Section Chief Liu realized that Aunt Chen's words were not watered down at all.

"Director Yang, besides the projectionist, we only need one broadcaster in the Propaganda Department. It is required to be able to speak Mandarin, and it needs to be both vocal and emotional when reading aloud. Can Comrade Song Jiayun do it? We have to read new manuscripts every day."

On the surface, Section Chief Liu was reporting to Director Yang, but in fact he was speaking to Song Jiayun.

If you want her to retreat in the face of difficulties, you can save each other part of the time.

"Song Jiayun, there is nothing wrong with your Mandarin. But to be a good broadcaster, it is also important not to read the wrong script." Director Yang turned to look at Song Jiayun.

Surprised in her heart, there was no trace of panic on her face.

Song Jiayun smiled calmly.He was not intimidated by what they said.

"Section Chief Liu, if it's convenient, I'd like to try to read a few sentences."

"Okay! I'll get you the manuscript."

Director Liu likes happy people the most, and he hates people with ink stains the most.

Yes, yes, no, no.

"Push this button up, and your voice will come out of the speaker. Hey-hey hey-"

Section Chief Liu tapped the microphone twice to make sure there were no other noises before letting Song Jiayun sit down on the stool.

"Now you can read the manuscript, and there will be 15 minutes of free time in the middle. If you feel bored, you can sing a song for everyone. You can only sing progressive types, and it doesn't matter if you sing badly."

Finally Section Chief Liu finished his last sentence, and nodded slightly to Song Jiayun, indicating that she could start.

Song Jiayun exhaled softly, sat on the stool, and raised her arms to the table.

Holding the small microphone with one hand, he tentatively read a few sentences, feeling the strength of the words and the pitch of the voice it needs.

After confirming that there was no problem, Song Jiayun withdrew the redundant expression on her face and began to read the manuscript.

"Good morning, all employees of the rolling mill. Recently, the factory has strictly grasped the hygiene and safety issues of the workshop, requiring everyone to strictly follow the regulations..."

"The tasks that need to be completed today, next, the announcer will bring you a song, let us welcome the new day happily."

Song Jiayun was humming a song taught to her by a man. The tone was brisk and rhythmic, which made people feel very comfortable.

"When I was young, I liked being alone at the beach, rolling up my trousers and stepping on the sand with my bare feet."

"I always imagine that there is another world at the end of the ocean, and I always think that the brave sailor is a real man."

"He said that this little pain in the wind and rain is nothing, don't be afraid to wipe away the tears, at least we still have dreams."

"...Wipe away your tears, don't ask, why~"

After the last word was sung, the radio hadn't been turned off yet, Section Chief Liu was already applauding wildly.

Director Yang looked at He Yuzhu in surprise, "This is really the wife you married back, a refugee comrade from the street office? Came from the countryside?"

They had never heard of the song Song Jiayun sang just now.

I just feel catchy, and I feel very comfortable listening.

"It's a genuine product at a fair price, and it's not deceiving. Factory manager, don't you think I'm abducting and selling women?"

He Yuzhu frowned and asked back.

Just looking at the reactions of the factory director and Section Chief Liu, today's matter is basically stable.

He also didn't expect that Song Jiayun would be so capable on the spot.

I didn't feel frightened at all, and I didn't get stuck. I was very proficient in using the radio station for the first time.

Hearing the hustle and bustle outside, Chief Liu, who was near the window, pushed the window open and looked down.

It was the morning rush hour for work, and many workers stayed under the loudspeakers on the wall, discussing in one go.

The voice was transmitted into the broadcasting room very clearly, so that the few people in the room could really hear it.

——Oh, why did it disappear after I just listened to it?Is there any more later?

——In the past, on the radio station, just that song over and over again made calluses pop out of my ears.

——Who says no, the sound heard from the loudspeaker every day is deadly.Don't talk about working hard, I don't even want to move my legs when I walk!

Director Yang glared at him angrily, and Section Chief Liu panicked and smiled awkwardly, "Misunderstanding, the voice of the announcer before was just a little lazy, and there was no other meaning."

But the actual situation is that when broadcasters stay in a position for a long time, they will develop a negative emotion and slack off.

If you are perfunctory at work, every day you can fool is a day.

Director Yang asked Song Jiayun again, "Comrade Song, do you only know that song? Or do you have many other songs?"

"I know a lot, and I can change one song in two or three days." Song Jiayun replied seriously.

She has her husband as Zhuge Liang behind her, so she doesn't need to worry about anything.Isn't it just a song, you can sing as much as you want.

"Oh, you don't need to change every two or three days, you can change one song every day. When there are no new songs, you can start over again."

Even Director Yang has selfish intentions and wants to hear new tricks every day.

No wonder the workers were so resistant to the former broadcaster.

"Okay, Song Jiayun will come to work in the factory tomorrow. He Yuzhu, take your wife to the HR department to go through the entry procedures."

This time, Section Chief Liu was not required to make a decision, and Factory Director Yang made the decision directly.

If talents like Song Jiayun don't hurry to keep them, what if they are snatched away by other factories?

Section Chief Liu hesitated to speak, and was about to say something when Director Yang turned around and left.

He Yuzhu narrowed his eyes and asked, "Chief Liu, do you have something to hide? Is there no way to arrange my wife's work? How about I call the factory manager back and tell him."

"No, no need." Chief Liu walked out, followed by He Yuzhu pulling Song Jiayun.

"Director He, wait a moment, I'll go to the personnel department to say hello."

"There's no need to wait, the factory director has already spoken, so it's especially easy to wait."

He Yuzhu didn't need his leadership at all, so he sent Song Jiayun to the personnel department.

Chief Liu sighed, but now he was chasing after him.

Personnel Section.

The section chief is not here, and Sister Luan is going through the entry procedures.

Anyway, the factory manager has spoken, so there is no need to wait for the section chief to come back.

Before He Yuzhu could speak, Sister Luan showed a mysterious smile and whispered, "Hey, you are Haitang girl? I haven't seen you for many years, and you look so fresh.

I hugged you when you were a child, you were dry and thin like a monkey, who would have thought that you would grow into a beautiful woman. "

He Yuzhu and Song Jiayun didn't answer the conversation, their expressions were inexplicably unified, and they stared at the eldest sister blankly.

It turns out that Yu Haitang also has a related household in the personnel department, and the old Yu's family management is really smooth.

If the guess is correct, Section Chief Liu should know something.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to cover up just now and want to report to the personnel department in advance.

"Wrong, wrong, Comrade Song Jiayun is Master He's lover!"

Chief Liu's face turned pale, and he rushed in and gave Sister Luan a look.

It's too embarrassing to do this!

"It turned out to be Comrade Song Jiayun. Sorry, I thought it was a little girl who was going to be hired today. So where are you coming? Are you going to get hired?"

Now Miss Luan can't be dealt with.

Her scope of work is only to go through the entry procedures, and He Yuzhu must have nothing else to do when she comes here.

In this case, what position will Song Jiayun go to?
"Sister, I'm applying for a job as a broadcaster in the Propaganda Section. This is the proof of my family background." Song Jiayun shouted crisply, with a smile on her lips.

The rolling mill is a formal large unit, and has very strict requirements for entry employees.

Those who have a criminal record or previous convictions will not be able to successfully enter the job if their family background certificates are not up to standard.

"The broadcaster you are applying for? Old Liu, how many broadcasters do you want to recruit in the publicity department?"

On the fat woman's face, there are two soybean-sized eyes.

At this moment, she narrowed her eyes so that she couldn't see where the whites of her eyes were.

"You know, just recruit an announcer... This is sent by the factory manager." Chief Liu's voice became lower and lower, so low that no one else could hear it.

There was a smile in Song Jiayun's clear and bright eyes, and she said bluntly, "Hello, I just passed the inspection in the propaganda department, and Factory Manager Yang asked me to come over to go through the formalities."

"If you don't believe me, you can also ask other workers, the broadcast and the song were played by my wife."

He Yuzhu's face was gloomy, and he stared at Sister Luan motionless, making her scalp numb.

"Well, I listened to that broadcast, and you sang the song?"

Sister Luan looked at Song Jiayun suspiciously, never thinking about this possibility at all.

She heard it clearly in the personnel department. After a song was sung, the workers in the yard were all boiling.

At that time, the eldest sister was still laughing in her heart, a group of people who had never seen the world, that song must have been played on the radio, and then uttered through the loudspeaker.

The result is now telling her that the singer himself is standing in front of her.

Are you kidding me?Who are you scaring!

Chief Liu frowned and nodded heavily, "I saw it with my own eyes, she sang a song in front of Director Yang."

Although he has never seen Yu Haitang's ability, Section Chief Liu no longer has any expectations.

Could it be such a coincidence that two radio geniuses appeared on the same day?

"Chief Liu, a lesbian has come to the radio station to report!" A worker came in at the door and reported.