Siheyuan: Rebirth of He Yuzhu, God of Cooking starts

"Old Song, this is not okay, he does not belong to your team."

Zhao Jianshe turned to Yang Weimin and said, "You can live in the upper bunk wherever you want."

He Yuzhu stayed outside and watched, not intervening in their internal conflicts, because it might be complicated to go in.

Song Wenkang asked quietly: "What's wrong?"

Zhao Jianshe lowered his voice: "A newcomer with a background is here today!"

When Song Wenkang heard the word "relative household", he understood.

If it weren't for this weak-looking and courageous person, it would be impossible to enter the security department.

He Yuzhu stopped lingering and left directly, letting Yang Weimin experience the adult human touch of society!

"Brother Li, I need your advice on something!"

"I saw Secretary Liu waiting at the door. Is it because Director Yang's nephew got into trouble?"

He Yuzhu shook his head and denied: "It's not about him. I'll leave this matter to the brothers in the security department. If we don't get special treatment, if he can't hold on, it has nothing to do with us."

Li Huaide smiled and said, "Well done!"

"This is a matter of duty."

"Secretary Liu went to the cafeteria this morning and said he wanted to cook an extra meal for the people of the Construction Bureau. He planned to make something meaty!"

"But it doesn't mention the issue of extra meals for colleagues in the factory. What do you think of this?"

"Should we all increase the amount evenly and eat together, or?"

Li Huaide replied: "Let me think about it."

He Yuzhu: "If the brothers in the factory don't enjoy this extra meal, I'm afraid there will be complaints!"

These words caused Li Huaide to think.

"We will follow Factory Director Yang's orders. Even if some workers have objections, the cafeteria will provide an explanation at that time. After all, it is not that we are unwilling, but that the leader did not give instructions."

Faced with He Yuzhu's words, he seemed to want to create public pressure for Factory Director Yang.

But what does this have to do with myself?

He Yuzhu returned to the cafeteria.

"Lao Yang, do as Secretary Liu said. In addition to providing extra meals for the colleagues of the Housing and Urban-Rural Development Bureau, other normal operations will be fine!"

Yang Youfu looked worriedly: "The workers in the workshop won't scold us, right?"

He Yuzhu said calmly: "When there is a problem, you explain it to everyone."

"Let everyone know that our actions are also following the instructions of Factory Director Yang and are not just for the canteen."

"Okay, I feel relieved as long as you are here."

Handing the lunch box to Liu Lan, he asked:

"Help me get some more meat for lunch."

Liu Lan joked: "You are not from the Construction Bureau either."

He Yuzhu: "Oh, you just want to make me angry, right?"

"Add more!"

“That’s enough for three people!”

Liu Lan was confused: "Can you finish eating by yourself?"

He Yuzhu: "Don't worry about me if you can't finish eating."

Anyway, he couldn't finish it by himself, Li Huaide and Sun Hongsheng were both here!

In the Security Department, training began as usual.

Yang Weimin complained: "Captain, you have to hang a brick with a broom, this..."

Zhao Jianshe scolded: "Yang Weimin, why are you talking so much nonsense? Focus on your posture!"

"You have never even touched a gun before. This is training to familiarize you with the posture of holding a gun!" Zhao Jianshe said firmly.

Yang Weimin muttered: "But this is too unrealistic!"

Zhao Jianshe continued: "Just think of it as a simulation, it is also a challenge for yourself."

"This 3.95-inch gun butt weighs kilograms, which is much heavier than ordinary bricks." Zhao Jianshe reminded Yang Weimin again, trying to make him realize this.

Yang Weimin felt it was unfair, but he couldn't come up with a clear reason to refute it.

His arms seemed to be eroded by many ants at the moment, and he was obviously tired.

So he asked: "Captain, I'd better run with everyone."

"Really decided?" Zhao Jianshe confirmed.

"Yes." Yang Weimin said firmly.

"There are sandbags placed by the wall, carry two on your back!" Zhao Jianshe issued a new task.

Yang Weimin was silent, his thoughts were in a mess, and he couldn't answer.

He is questioning himself and the world in front of him - why should he be treated differently.

"Captain, everyone doesn't have to carry sandbags, why are you treating me especially?" Yang Weimin started to cry, his face turned red.

Zhao Jianshe looked at him with contempt in his eyes: "Special treatment? Do you want to be lazy? Who among us is not born with strength? With your physique, how much can you persist?"

"I just want to train your endurance. If you encounter Dieter or other suspects in the future, your state will determine whether we are the speed of the winner or the drag of the loser!" Zhao Jianshe continued to preach.

Yang Weimin originally came to the security department to work hard, hoping to enjoy a relaxed working atmosphere and not need to do heavy physical work, but everything seemed to go off track from the beginning.

Facing his inner struggle, Yang Weimin once had the idea of ​​returning to the factory floor, but giving up halfway would only make him lose face and make him feel ashamed of his uncle.

Finally, he gritted his teeth and said, "I'm going to run away!"

After gritting his teeth and saying it, Yang Weimin glared at Zhao Jianshe in his heart and made up his mind to speed up training.

At this time, in the office, Li Huaide and the factory director Yang were discussing the uniform work clothes, and mentioned the migrant workers outside, that is, Yang Weimin.

Li Huaide smiled and said: "Director Yang, that is your nephew, serving the people. Although he is thin, his physical fitness is not bad, and he is very hardworking."

Factory Director Yang laughed and said, "Don't praise me, Director Li. He wants to work in the workshop. But it can be seen that his performance in the security department is quite positive and he has not become a burden."

Although he had reservations about Yang Weimin's long-term persistence, Li Huaide believed that one day Yang Weimin would be unable to maintain such high intensity.

At the same time, he secretly planned: As long as there is enough time, Director Yang will eventually choose a more realistic option.

During the negotiation process, he did not forget to ask: "Director, you know that Chenji Fabric Store's products are very cost-effective, with favorable prices and high quality. I wonder if you are interested?"

Li Huaide clearly recommended Chen Ji Buzhuang to Factory Director Yang, but the matter was originally handled by logistics. Since his opponent offered such a preferential plan, he could not find a reason not to accept it.

"The boss of Chenji Buzhuang really lacks knowledge. Why doesn't he come to me?"

"Then make an agreement with them to make samples as soon as possible, and then mass-produce them after confirming the style!"

"Manager Li, I will tell Chen Ji this afternoon."

"Director, how is the approval status of our security equipment?"

"Hurry, I have submitted the report and it is expected to be ready within three days!"

"By the way, we must have a meeting tonight to discuss the lagging progress of the factory."

"Okay, I'll notify the logistics department and we'll have a meeting after get off work in the afternoon."

After Manager Li left, Deputy Director Zhou arrived immediately.