Siheyuan: The romantic and suave Xu Damao

While waiting for the food to be served, Xu Damao continued to persuade He Yuzhu: "Silly Zhu, think about it carefully. Bicycles are something that you will need sooner or later."

"Think carefully, Silly Zhu. You only need to spend 80 to 90 yuan to buy a bicycle. This is really a good deal! And I am the only one who can help you get this price. If it's someone else, there really is no such good way!"

Hearing this, He Yuzhu gritted his teeth and thought to himself. After all, ninety yuan was not a small amount of money for him. It took him several months of hard work to save up... But in the end, he nodded vigorously and said with determination: "Okay, let's buy one!"

"Okay! Tomorrow night, you have to prepare the money, and I will take you to a special place. Hey, I want to see if my bike salesman has any better bikes."

Xu Damao's face was filled with smiles as he spoke cheerfully.

"Why do we have to wait until tomorrow night? Can't we do it tonight?" He Yuzhu frowned slightly and asked in confusion.

"I have to go to work today. Although the possibility of being sent out to show movies is relatively small, what if it really happens? So, it's settled. If I don't have a task to go out to show movies tonight, then we will set off immediately." Xu Damao explained.

"Da Mao, please don't fool me when the time comes." He Yuzhu seemed a little cautious and said softly.

"Hey! How can you say that, Silly Zhu? How could I cheat you? We live in the same courtyard. Why would I cheat you just for a few dozen dollars? It's not worth it! Besides, you know I don't need this little money, and I'm engaged to Lou Bancheng's daughter. What can I do to you?"

Xu Damao pretended to be angry and looked displeased.

"Oh my, look at my mouth. I'm so stupid and can't speak. Damao, please don't take it to heart."

After thinking about it, He Yuzhu felt that it was true. Xu Damao had a good family background and didn't care about his small amount of money at all. He shouldn't cheat him. Thinking of this, he hurriedly said with a smile.

"Two big bowls of mutton offal soup are here!" Following a shout, the waiter came over with brisk and steady steps.

He held a wooden tray steadily in his hand, on which were placed two large bowls of mutton offal soup with steam rising from it and two plates of temptingly colored and fragrant pancakes.

The waiter moved skillfully and quickly, placing the food on the table in the blink of an eye.

"Silly Zhu, you don't have to worry about this. The reason I helped you buy a car was entirely because you helped me organize the banquet yesterday."

"To be fair, when it comes to cooking, you do have your own unique accomplishments. If you rank second in our courtyard, no one would dare to claim to be first."

As Xu Damao spoke, he reached out and picked up the spoon, gently stirring the mutton offal soup a few times. Then, he scooped up a piece of lung slice that was as bright as blood from the soup and put it into his mouth to chew without hesitation.

"Ah, this... Actually, it's just a trivial matter. It's just cooking a meal."

He Yuzhu responded after taking a sip of the hot mutton soup.

"Hehe, that's good. If I'm too lazy to cook at home in the future, I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you to help me. What do you think, Chef He?"

Xu Damao showed a sly smile on his face and stared at He Yuzhu.

"That's no problem. As long as it involves cooking, I will definitely do my best and will never refuse."

He Yuzhu readily agreed and drank a bowl of mutton soup in big gulps to show his approval of this matter.

"In that case, let's make it a deal. If I don't go to the screening today, I will definitely buy you a bike of your choice when I come back." Xu Damao promised, patting his chest.

"Row!"

After eating, Xu Damao patted his stomach contentedly, got on the slightly worn but very sturdy bicycle, and asked He Yuzhu to get on. With a "creaking" sound, they slowly drove into the steel rolling mill.

After a while, they arrived at the entrance of the cafeteria. Xu Damao parked the car steadily and said to He Yuzhu with a smile: "Zhuzi, we are here! Go in and do your work."

After saying that, he waved his hand, turned and walked towards the department where he worked - the Propaganda Department.

When I walked into the Propaganda Department's office, I saw only four or five people sitting sparsely inside. Some were busy sorting documents, while others were huddled together and talking in low voices.

Seeing Xu Damao coming, the section chief cleared his throat and said loudly: "Comrades, let's have a short meeting first." Hearing this, everyone looked up and sat around the conference table.

The meeting went by quickly, and was nothing more than emphasizing recent work priorities and precautions.

After the meeting, everyone picked up the small stools placed in the corner, filed out, and went to the square inside to attend the opening meeting organized by the factory.

The sun was shining brightly and there was a gentle breeze, but this did not relieve the boredom in everyone's hearts.

Because this opening meeting was so long and tedious, the leaders on the stage talked endlessly about various policies and guidelines, production plans, etc., and the people below were drowsy listening to them, but they did not dare to slack off at all.

Time passed minute by minute, and finally it was approaching noon. This extremely torturous meeting was finally coming to an end.

During this period of time, Xu Damao almost fell asleep countless times.

Every time, it was the worker from the steel mill who woke him up with a helpless look on his face.

Later, this highly conscious worker actually glared at Xu Damao and couldn't help but think to himself: How could such a sneaky person appear in such a sacred and noble steel rolling mill?

Finally the meeting was over, people stood up as if relieved, stretched their stiff bodies, and walked back while complaining.

Xu Damao also followed the crowd and returned to the Propaganda Department to prepare to start his afternoon work.

After lunch, the factory-wide cleaning began. Several colleagues from the Publicity Department took brooms of various sizes and enthusiastically joined the cleaning work.

You know, the situation here is completely different from Xu Damao's previous life. It's not a model where the leaders sit aside and rest while directing the employees to work hard. On the contrary, the higher the position of the leaders, the harder and more desperate they work.