Siheyuan Great Craftsmen

"No? That's for you!"

Nie Guodong looked at Zhou Tian speechlessly.

"The whole factory knows what kind of person He Daqing is. If I had no other options, I wouldn't have asked you to come forward! Just tell me directly whether you will help or not."

Faced with Nie Guodong's repeated questioning, what else could Zhou Tian do but nodded and agreed.

After leaving the logistics department, Zhou Tian shook his head and thought to himself, "What's the big deal? Is this a big deal?"

Although he complained in his heart, Zhou Tian still parked his bicycle in front of the entrance of the Technical Department and walked towards the cafeteria.

Today, after recruiting workers and re-building, the steel mill has expanded its canteen from the original one to four. He Daqing is still mainly responsible for the first canteen.

When Zhou Tian arrived at the cafeteria, he did not see He Daqing. The cafeteria was busy. He only saw He Yuzhu chopping vegetables and his second uncle and aunt washing vegetables. Everyone was doing their own job.

"Zhu Zi, where is your father?"

Zhou Tian stepped forward and asked.

"Brother Zhou, I don't know where my father has gone, but he should be back soon, why don't you wait for him!"

He Yuzhu looked up at Zhou Tian and spoke without stopping his hands.

"Okay, then I'll wait!"

After Zhou Tian finished speaking, he walked over to his second uncle and second aunt, squatted down, and started chatting with them. After learning that they were both fine, he was relieved.

To be honest, he was very busy during this period and had not paid attention to the situation of his second uncle and second aunt and Xiaojun and Xiaomin. Although his second uncle and his family came to pay New Year's greetings to his grandparents during the Spring Festival, they only reported good news but not bad news, so Zhou Tian did not know the specific situation. Now that he had time, he naturally wanted to know more about his second uncle and second aunt.

"Xiaotian, why are you here?"

While Zhou Tian was still chatting with his uncle and aunt, He Daqing's voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"Uncle He, am I not here to see you?"

When Zhou Tian heard He Daqing's voice, he immediately stood up with a smile, turned around and said.

"Then you have something to do with me?"

He Daqing looked at Zhou Tian in confusion. He knew that Zhou Tian's status in the steel rolling mill was getting higher and higher. Normally, he would not come to the cafeteria when he had nothing to do.

"Ok!"

Zhou Tian nodded.

"Okay, let's go to the office and talk!"

He Daqing said this, put down what he was holding, and walked out of the cafeteria with Zhou Tian and came to his office.

He Daqing's office was not big, much smaller than Zhou Tian's office, and looked to be only 13 or 14 square meters. There was only a bed, a table, and a chair inside.

Although it was simple, it was very messy inside, and the quilt and mattress on the bed looked very messy.

"Please sit down. Sorry, I'm usually too lazy to tidy up!"

After entering the office, He Daqing explained somewhat embarrassedly, reached out to tidy up the bedding casually, then turned around and poured Zhou Tian a glass of water.

"Please make do with it. Your uncle He's place doesn't have the facilities of your office. I can only treat you to boiled water!"

"It's okay, Uncle He. By the way, Uncle He, I heard Director Nie say that he seemed to have contacted you and wanted you to introduce a few Western chefs to him, but you refused?" Zhou Tian took the water glass, looked up at He Daqing and asked.

"Yes, that's true!"

He Daqing nodded without denying it. His zombie-like face showed no expression.

"Why? Uncle He?"

After hearing Uncle He's admission, Zhou Tian asked in confusion. Having been friends with Uncle He for so many years, he knew that Uncle He was not the kind of person who would do things without considering the consequences.

"Hey! Actually, I did think about agreeing to this matter at the beginning, but the conditions offered by Director Nie were a bit too low. Xiaotian, you also know that the rule among us chefs is that the treatment is determined by the skills!"

"Director Nie wants to use your uncle He's treatment to invite a Western chef. Do you think it's feasible?"

He Daqing said this, somewhat angrily.

"Your uncle He came to the steel mill because I wanted a stable income, but the chefs I know are not like that. They are all chefs in various restaurants, and the Western chefs are the personal chefs of various bosses. Do you think it is possible to convince them with the treatment I receive in the steel mill?"

After listening to He Daqing's words, Zhou Tian was silent for a moment. Indeed, although Uncle He was now the canteen director, he was not even a deputy section-level official, and was even just a section-level cadre.

The monthly salary is only 65 yuan, and even with subsidies, it is less than 80 yuan. This salary may be a lot for ordinary workers, but it is not enough for a chef, not to mention the rare Western-style chef. It is indeed difficult to invite a chef who is good at making Western-style food with this salary.

"Uncle He, what conditions do you think are necessary to invite a Western chef?"

"I'm not so sure about this. After all, although I know a few chefs who are good at making Western food, they are all private chefs of wealthy families. It's not easy to invite them!"

He Daqing thought about it and shook his head.

"Well, Uncle He, please ask for me. If there is any, you can ask the factory about their conditions. As for whether the factory agrees or not, that is another matter!"

"Okay, this isn't difficult. I'll ask for you!"

He Daqing also readily agreed. It was not difficult to just inquire, but it was not difficult to do so without an invitation.

"Then I'll be leaving first, Uncle He! You go ahead and do your work!"

After saying that, Zhou Tian put down the cup, said goodbye to He Daqing and left.

After leaving the cafeteria, he did not return to the technical department, but went to the logistics department and told Nie Guodong about He Daqing's difficulties. After listening to him, Nie Guodong also felt that he had taken things for granted.

However, he still entrusted this matter to Zhou Tian. After all, he had been rejected by He Daqing once last time. If he was rejected again, he would lose face.

Zhou Tian had no choice but to agree, since Nie Guodong had always been nice to him.

After temporarily resolving the conflict between He Daqing and Nie Guodong, he returned to his office and continued to draw the design of the tractor.

Originally, he planned to give the vermicular cast iron to Song Weiguo and send it to the military factory to produce some, but since Song Weiguo was not there, he had to put it on hold for the time being and wait until Song Weiguo came back.

The design drawing of the tractor was not complicated. In one afternoon, he completed two-thirds of the overall design. In another day, he would be able to complete the design drawing.

When the bell rang for the end of get off work, Zhou packed up his drawings, hurried out of the office, rode his bicycle to pick up Shen Yulin, and then the two returned home.

At this time, Shen Yulin has been pregnant for more than a month, almost two months, and her belly has obviously bulged out. After all, she is pregnant with triplets, so her belly must be bigger than that of an ordinary woman.

After returning home and having dinner with his family, the two returned to the house and lay on the bed. Zhou Tian hugged Shen Yulin, stroked her belly, and felt the throbbing of blood in her stomach. He felt particularly at ease in his heart.

"By the way, Boss, our hospital is going to provide free medical services in the countryside tomorrow, so you don't have to send me off!"

Suddenly, Shen Yulin raised his little head and looked at Zhou Tiandao.

"Free clinic?"

Zhou Tian was stunned when he heard Shen Yulin's words. Then he looked at her flawless face and asked, "You said your hospital will go to the countryside for free medical treatment tomorrow?"

"Yeah!" Shen Yulin nodded: "What's wrong?"

"What's wrong?" Zhou Tian said unhappily, "Can you go to the free clinic in your current state? Didn't you tell your team leader?"

"Oh, boss, it's okay. I'm less than two months pregnant. Exercise is good for fertility. Besides, this opportunity is a rare one for us interns. I don't want to take a leave!" Shen Yulin said to her husband in a coquettish manner to comfort him.

"Are you okay? You idiot, you are pregnant with triplets, not just one. You are dying by doing this!"

Zhou Tian suddenly became a little anxious. He straightened up and couldn't help but blame him.

Free clinics are indeed a good thing for internship hospitals, but the question is when. Shen Yulin is pregnant with triplets now. If she goes to the countryside like this, not to mention whether the bumps on the road will have any impact, even if she is pushed by others, it may be very dangerous.

"No, I won't let you go. This matter is non-negotiable!"

After saying that, Zhou Tian shook his head like a rattle and refused.