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

He Yuzhu nodded unabashedly, and said frankly, "Yes, you did tell me at my house,
At that time, you said that the publicity department was recruiting, so I kept it in mind.

I happened to bring my daughter-in-law here for an interview this morning. I didn't expect her to be very smart and successfully applied for the position of broadcaster. "

"That's mine! That's my position!" Yu Haitang didn't expect him to say it with confidence, without any guilt at all.

"Yesterday you only said that you came to the Propaganda Section, didn't you say much about the rest? You can also ask Section Chief Liu. When Director Yang took us there, he didn't even know that there was a vacant position as an announcer.

We applied for the job on our own merits, with the approval of the factory director. "

He Yuzhu waved his hand, "You are a woman, I don't want to quarrel with you. My daughter-in-law didn't come and said she wanted to cut off Hu Yu Haitang's job, that would be called despicable and shameless."

After a short operation, Yu Haitang was speechless.

Section Chief Liu interjected at the right time, "Well, or let Comrade Yu Haitang also make a broadcast."

"Yes." Song Jiayun stood up and said solemnly.

"Okay, this position will come back to me later, you two don't cry."

Yu Haitang raised her proud face and walked towards the broadcasting room angrily.

Although Song Jiayun's attire today made her eyes shine, especially the woolen coat, it was so temperamental!

but!If she doesn't steam the steamed buns to fight for her breath, she and Yu Haitang are not finished.

We must rely on our own ability to win back the broadcaster's job.

"Master He, she just made a fuss with me for a long time, and I can't let her play a part, so I know where I lost."

It turns out that Section Chief Liu didn't want to seek justice for Yu Haitang.

He felt that Yu Haitang had been entangled in the personnel department, which delayed Song Jiayun's entry into the job.

Starting tomorrow, Xiao Song will be his soldier!

With the appreciation of the factory manager and the support of a cafeteria, Song Jiayun is the favorite of the radio station.

Yu Haitang sat in front of the radio equipment, clearing her throat constantly.

Section Chief Liu took out the manuscript that he had given to Song Jiayun before, and briefly taught her how to use the equipment.

"In the spare time in the middle, you can sing a song for the workers to listen to, if you want something exciting."

"Okay, okay, I see, section chief, you stand aside." Yu Haitang touched this kind of "high-tech" equipment for the first time, and his heart was about to move.

Originally, Section Chief Liu wanted to tell her more about how to use it, although there were not a few small twists on the device.

But there are still processes.

At the beginning, Song Jiayun acted as if she was being educated with an open mind, which made the section chief very satisfied.

But now that Yu Haitang has not yet become an official employee, she has already noticed that she is a bit flustered.

Section Chief Liu touched his nose and stepped aside consciously.

Whatever you like, let him see how awesome Yu Haitang is.

"It has already begun."

After a while, Yu Haitang was still arranging her appearance, rolling up her sleeves for a while, and fiddling with her hair for a while.

The section chief, who couldn't bear it anymore, reminded, "I'll cut off the electricity if I don't broadcast it any more."

Sister Luan was so anxious to death, oh my god, why is this little girl so ink-stained?

Instead, she was the chief of the publicity department, and she was appointed not to be Yu Haitang.

Broadcasting, everyone hears and feels through sound.What's the point of you fiddling around through the loudspeaker?
Who is the stinking beauty for?

Yu Haitang blinked wildly, and moved his mouth close to the microphone, "Hey, hey, I'm Yu Haitang, the new broadcaster today, and I'll broadcast for everyone next."

"Cough cough!"

Chief Liu coughed loudly twice as a warning.

I haven't successfully joined the job yet, so I can't say my name on the radio.

"All the workers in the rolling mill, everyone..."

The sound is an inexplicable feeling, especially sharp and thin.

It's the kind that is deliberately squeezed out of the throat, and then floats in the air in an illusory way.

He Yuzhu suddenly thought of an adjective: clip fine.

It's too much, it's hard to hear.

Chief Liu ran to the opposite of Yu Haitang, gestured desperately, and asked her to sing a song to end.
The announcer is not required to sing, but it's a pity that Haitang is unlucky.

The opponent he met was Song Jiayun, so he had to show the same strength.

"What a beautiful jasmine~ what a beautiful jasmine~"

Yu Haitang sang, and her voice was not bad when she sang, soft and soft.

"Bang!" Halfway through singing, Section Chief Liu went over and turned off the machine.

"Comrade Yu Haitang, we are a rolling mill, and 90.00% of them are gentlemen. To whom do you sing about flowers and plants?"

"We are rolling mills, not those textile and garment factories!"

"And that manuscript, didn't you have breakfast? Weak

Yes, it makes people feel sleepy. "

So much happened in less than an hour.

Section Chief Nine's waking energy was exhausted.

"Announcers just need gentle broadcasting, Section Chief Liu, don't you know?" Yu Haitang wanted to make a joke and get closer to each other.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Elder Sister Luan frantically winking at her.

"Oh, the little girl likes to joke, Lao Liu has been a section chief for many years, how could he never hear the broadcast.

Well, Haitang, come with me first, I have something to tell you. "

Sister Luan has worked in the factory for many years, and she has developed a sharp eye.

She also heard Song Jiayun's broadcast just now, and Yu Haitang had no chance of winning.

Instead of waiting here for Section Chief Liu to publicly notify her of her disqualification, it would be better for her to secretly tell Yu Haitang.

Let each other save face.

"Sister Luan, wait until I finish the formalities to discuss what you have to do. Section Chief Liu is still waiting."

Yu Haitang felt that the elder sister was really delaying things, so don't make the section chief wait any longer.

"Girl, you didn't pass the test. I can tell by Lao Liu's face. The part of Song Jiayun's broadcast is very nice. She even sang a song I haven't heard before, which is even better!"

"Sister Luan, are you kidding me? I've come all the way, why don't I pass the exam." Yu Haitang stood by the window, tears welling in her eyes.

"Oh, don't cry. Listen, what are the workers outside talking about?"

Sister Luan pointed to the downstairs and asked Yu Haitang to come closer and listen.

——Fuck, Ergou, go to the radio station to see if the announcer is crazy?How come there is a movement every now and then.

——Wang Er, this is definitely not the announcer at the beginning, the voice is clear and pleasant, this is a sick child.

——Convinced, but still have to make two broadcasters, I will go to Section Chief Liu and ask him to replace the original one.

Finally, there was something that sounded comfortable, but everyone was very dissatisfied and suddenly changed to an ugly voice.

They didn't like the song they sang either.

Yu Haitang understands that the sick person in the worker's mouth is herself. Internally, she speaks in a low voice and has no strength.