Siheyuan: The start of the game is bound to the self-killing system

"Comrades, you must learn from He Zhiqiang in just a few months.

From the second-level fitter to the eighth-level fitter, this spring will be promoted to the workshop director, and we must work hard!"

Deputy Factory Manager Li said to the workers with a smile on his face.

He Zhiqiang, this kid got promoted much faster than he thought.

He was a little envious. He had to sit firmly in the position of deputy factory director, otherwise he felt that He Zhiqiang would replace him.

After Director Yang stepped onto the stage and gave He Zhiqiang a few words of advice, the commendation meeting was over.

At the end of the commendation meeting, He Zhiqiang looked at the plaque in his hand, and it was useless except for looking at it.

However, the prizes for the first prize are pretty good, 100 yuan, a catty of pork, and a chicken.

This is also the most down-to-earth reward.

After He Zhiqiang received the reward and put it in his office, he went to the office of Deputy Director Li.

This banquet cannot be delayed, if it can be done tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.

We can't rush all the time to do it together. In the courtyard, it was three days later, but in the factory it was one or two days earlier.

That's not too busy.

"Deputy Director Li, I want to tell you something."

He Zhiqiang walked into the room, took out the invitation card from his pocket, and put it on his desk.

"Don't worry, Director He, I will definitely go."

Deputy Factory Manager Li looked at the invitation on the table and took it, before opening it, he said to him.

"Thank you, Deputy Director Li, but there is one more thing I want to discuss with Deputy Director Li."

He Zhiqiang stood at the table and said to her with a smile.

Deputy Factory Manager Li glanced at the invitation list and looked at her suspiciously.

Is there anything else to discuss with him?

"He Zhiqiang, if there is anything you need to discuss, just say it, and I will try to help as much as I can."

Deputy Director Li sat on a chair and said to him.

Those who can help are helped, and those who cannot be helped are ignored.

If he could really help He Zhiqiang, wouldn't He Zhiqiang owe him a favor?

"It's like this, Deputy Factory Manager Li, am I getting married and doing business? My house can't accommodate so many people, so I just want to do it in the canteen of our factory. I just want to use the canteen, okay?"

He Zhiqiang took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took out one and handed it over.

"This matter! Director He, I have nothing to say about this matter. The canteen is not under my control. It is under the control of Deputy Factory Manager Wang. But this matter is not difficult to handle. I just say hello to him. , when do you do business?"

Deputy Factory Manager Li took the cigarette in his hand, frowned, and said to him.

Isn't it just to use the canteen in the factory?This is not difficult to do.

"Tomorrow at noon, all the people from our factory will be invited. I will buy the ingredients and so on by myself. If I use them, the cooks in the factory will also give out red envelopes. Deputy Director Li, do you think it will work?"

He Zhiqiang looked at him with a smile, as long as the cafeteria can be used, it will be fine.

At that time, even if the cooks don't cook for him, they can just go outside to invite people.

"Okay, but you can't be late for work in the afternoon."

Deputy Factory Manager Li nodded to him and said.

"Don't worry, Deputy Factory Manager Li, I guarantee an hour or an hour and a half, and then they will all finish their meals."

He Zhiqiang looked at him seriously and assured him.

As long as he cooks the dishes in advance, he can eat very quickly, and he can finish eating in less than an hour.

"Okay, I'll definitely be there at noon tomorrow."

Deputy Factory Manager Li held the invitation in his hand and said to him.

.......

"jingle bell jingle..."

The off-duty bell of the rolling mill rang, and all the workers put down their tools and prepared to go home.

When He Zhiqiang heard the bell ringing to get off work, he stood up from his chair and stretched.

"It's good when you're free!"

He Zhiqiang picked up the lid of the tea mug on the table, covered the tea mug before going out the door.

This afternoon, he had already notified all the team leaders of the workshops.

You can wait until noon tomorrow, and set up a big banquet to collect money.

.......

Red Star Courtyard

Jia Dongxu's home

Jia Dongxu hung his head, opened the door and walked in.

"How is Dongxu's job search?"

Qin Huairu saw her husband came back, and quickly poured a cup of hot tea with the kettle.

"No, those people don't want me to say, I'm a lame."

Holding the teacup, Jia Dongxu said to her angrily.

He explained to those bosses many times that her leg is still not healed, but the bosses didn't believe him at all.

I just keep thinking that his leg is lame, congenital.

"Lame? Dongxu, why don't we go to the hospital and have another look?"

Qin Huairu heard his words, subconsciously looked at his legs, and said.

"boom!"

Jia Dongxu looked at her angrily, took the teacup, and smashed it down on the ground.

The fragments of the teacup splashed onto Qin Huairu's body, scaring her back a step or two.

"What doctor to see, what doctor to see, the doctor said a few days ago that I'm recovering very well, I'm not lame!"

Dongxu weighed the same weight, stood up and yelled at him.

He is definitely not crippled or crippled, he is a normal human being who can walk normally!

"Dongxu calm down, your legs are good, they are good."

Qin Huairu didn't dare to say anything when he saw the angry face, he could only persuade Jia Dongxu to calm down.

He has never been idle since Chinese New Year. Although the sewing machine at home was sold by her mother-in-law, Jia Zhang, he still has hands, and he can usually do some manual work.

However, the efficiency is twice as good as before, and if you usually earn a dollar, you can earn a few cents now.

"I'm not angry, why am I angry? If you dare to talk about my legs again, don't blame me for beating you! Have you cooked yet? I'm hungry!"

Jia Dongxu smiled at her, sat back on the bench, and shouted at her.

Life is really unsatisfactory!

He's only in his 20s, what if he can't find a job?

No matter how hard or tiring the work, he will do it!

Suddenly, he thought of what Yi Zhonghai said to him last night.

Clean the toilet?

How much does it cost to clean the toilet a month?

If he has a lot of money, it's not that he can't do it!

Jia Dongxu thought about it, then smiled, poured himself a cup of tea and drank it.

No matter how hard life is, you have to support your family!

"The meal is here, Dongxu, see if you like it, if you don't like it, I'll make you something else."