Rebirth Era: After the Beautiful Sister-in-law Refuses to Open Business

Hearing this, Song Lan remained silent.

Liu Dacheng stopped laughing at this time. He pretended to cough twice to relieve his discomfort. Then, he said, "Have you ever thought about returning to Beijing to work?"

"It's not a question of whether I want to or not."

Could it be that Section Chief Liu didn't hear clearly what she said before, or didn't hear it at all?

Can she have the final say on where to work?

Song Lan just felt that Section Chief Liu was very puzzled!

As if realizing what Song Lan meant, Liu Dacheng laughed dryly and said, "Xiao Song, I personally think that if you have the opportunity to transfer back to the main factory in Beijing, there is really no need to stay in our small place. Do you understand what I mean?"

He didn't want to make any mistakes. If the young comrade in front of him could directly contact her family in Beijing, and have her family use their connections to transfer her back to the main factory to work, then he wouldn't have to worry about Lao Wang's calls anymore.

"not understand."

Song Lan responded with a frown.

What do you want her to understand?

Seeing the confusion in her eyes, Liu Dacheng opened his mouth, not knowing how to respond for a moment. After a while, he sighed, "You were originally transferred from the main factory in Beijing to our place. Normally, your job position should be in the employee hospital..."

Song Lan was not used to hearing roundabout words, so she couldn't help but interrupt: "Chief Liu, I can still bear it mentally."

"..."

Liu Dacheng felt bitter. Did he have to make things clear?

With his eyelids drooped, the security chief was silent for a while, then turned his gaze to Song Lan again.

"Okay, then I'll just speak frankly."

Having made up his mind, Liu Dacheng thought he was doing this for Song Lan's own good, so he said, "You have worked in the Security Department for a while, and you should be able to see that, in addition to civilian work, the work of our Security Department is more suitable for male comrades. If I continue to keep you in the Security Department, I'm afraid it will be difficult to arrange your next job."

"why?"

Song Lan asked.

"As the seasons change, there will be more rain, and the most critical responsibility of our security department is to protect the factory's property and ensure that the factory's facilities are not damaged."

Liu Dacheng spoke slowly. Hearing this, Song Lan was still puzzled: "I know the job responsibilities of the security department, but what does this have to do with the heavy rain?"

"You are a female comrade. If it happens to rain heavily while you are on night shift, it will be too hard for you on the one hand, and on the other hand..."

Before he could finish his words, Song Lan interrupted him again: "Chief Liu, although I am a female comrade, I believe that my work ability is no worse than that of male comrades, and I am not afraid of hardship or fatigue. You don't have to worry that I will fail in my duties."

Liu Dacheng sighed repeatedly in his heart. He really didn't know how to continue to persuade Song Lan. He pursed his lips and thought for a moment before speaking: "Xiao Song, I recognize your work ability.

But the work of the security department is dangerous. I treat you as my own junior and don't want you to have any accidents at work. Do you understand what I mean now?"

"Thank you for your concern, Chief Liu."

Song Lan's expression remained calm. She said, "I'm not afraid of danger. If I encounter any accidents at work, it can only be said that I am unlucky and it has nothing to do with the factory."

Liu Dacheng: Are you being stubborn, little girl?

"You are very conscious, and your awareness is not low, but I hope you won't act on impulse."

"I do not have."

Motivated?

Does she have it?

Song Lan disagreed with the second half of Liu Dacheng's words. She said, "I was seconded to the Security Department because I followed the leader's arrangement. I have been working in the Security Department until now and I have never been dissatisfied with my work. At the same time, I accept any work arrangement made by the department."

"It's been raining a lot lately. Are you sure you're okay with the night shift?"

Liu Dacheng asked.

"Ah."

Song Lan nodded.

"Okay, go and do your work."

If the young comrade is determined to die, then he will not be polite. However, there haven't been any major incidents in the factory in recent years, so there will probably be no accidents in the next period of time.

The office door opened and closed, Liu Dacheng picked up the phone and dialed Wang Deshun's office number.

"Hey……"

As soon as Wang Deshun spoke, he heard Liu Dacheng's voice coming from the receiver: "Hello? Old Wang, I need to know what the person who came to you for help is planning!"

"Old Liu, didn't I tell you that you are making things difficult for me?"

Wang Deshun complained in his heart.

"Are you sure you're not wrongly accusing me? Who is making things difficult for whom? Don't you have any idea, Old Wang?"

Liu Dacheng's tone didn't sound very good. He said, "What a good young comrade, you didn't put her in the position where she should be, but forced me to transfer her here. Now you want me to make her work more difficult. To be honest, don't you feel guilty?"

"I……"

He naturally knew that it was a bit conscienceless to do so, but life is all about social interactions, and his old friend asking him for help was not a particularly difficult matter, so he had no reason to refuse!

"Forget it. I'll help you one more time. If the person who asked you for help wants to do something else, you don't have to call me. Just pretend that we don't know each other."

After he finished speaking, Liu Dacheng hung up the phone with a bang.

Wang Deshun knew that Liu Dacheng was not lying because his tone clearly showed his unhappiness.

Thinking of this, he felt annoyed and was about to put the receiver back on the landline, but then he paused and dialed his old friend in Beijing who came to him for help, namely Deputy Director Qian from the head office.

"Hey, who's there?"

"it's me."

"It's you, Lao Wang. You're a very busy man. Why did you suddenly think of calling me?"

"Can I ask why you did that?"

"what?"

"Old Qian, let's stop playing dumb!"

"Lao Wang, I'm not kidding, I just really don't understand what you're asking."

"Are you sure you don't understand? Old Qian, you asked me to help a young comrade, I want to know why?"

"This……"

"Isn't it hard to say?"

"Actually, it's nothing..."

Deputy Director Qian's expression was hard to read. He sat back in his office chair, frowned and thought for a moment, then spoke: "My Xiaoming likes Xiaosong, and my wife also wants Xiaoming to have a descendant, so that after a hundred years of us being together... Xiaoming won't even have anyone to rely on, so..."

"Since Xiaoming liked it, why didn't you make any arrangements when he was in Beijing? Why did you have to wait until he was transferred to the branch factory before you came up with such a method to force him to submit?"

Wang Deshun knew the situation of Deputy Director Qian's only son. When he learned the reason why he was looking for his help, he felt uncomfortable. He thought that Deputy Director Qian and his wife were selfish and wanted to harm a little girl for their own son.

But he couldn't give up his relationship with Deputy Director Qian. After all, he had connections at his disposal, and if he wanted to do something in the future, he might need the help of the other party.

Based on this consideration, he naturally could not express his true thoughts.