Siheyuan: Breaking up with Shazhu at the beginning

In the factory, seven or eight leaders have their own dedicated drivers, and some of them are even directly transferred from the security department.

It can both drive and ensure personal safety, a dual function.

Several leaders' drivers are selected from the Security Department. Yang Anguo is one of them with a strong physique. He has inherited the perseverance and frankness of the people in the northwest. His only shortcoming is that he is a bit blunt in his speech.

Therefore, Yang Jun intended to send Yang Anguo to the Security Department for military training, hoping to improve his bad habits.

"Don't worry, I will let Zhao Haifeng help him strengthen his training and make him a qualified driver as soon as possible." The "Old Zhao" here refers to Zhao Haifeng, the head of the public security section, who was promoted not long ago and introduced by Wang Dezhuo.

Zhao Haifeng is well-known in the military camp for his strict requirements. His usual training is so harsh that it is even higher than the standards in the company.

Since he took office, the security staff have been complaining.

Zhao Haifeng's training is harsh and ruthless, often pushing you to the limit and never stopping until you have exhausted all your energy.

It is conceivable that Yang Anguo would suffer if he was trained by Zhao Haifeng.

After chatting with Wang Dezhu, Yang Jun returned to his office to deal with another meeting in the morning.

The content of the meetings is haphazard and has no theme. They are often held in the name of solving problems, but are actually held just for the sake of intimidating others.

This practice is used to establish authority and let everyone know who is in charge here and whose orders cannot be disobeyed.

You see, I can still call a team meeting even when there is no need.

You have to come. If you come, you have to listen to me patiently and take notes meticulously.

Yang Jun actually didn't like to do this, but reality forced him to do it.

Seeing that Yang Jianguo was about to be transferred, he knew that he could not delay any longer and needed to resolve all the problems that were unfavorable to him at this time.

Even if there are any troubles in the future, Director Yang will take the responsibility for him.

The content of the meeting was the same as usual, all about improving production, maintaining discipline, and merging cadre responsibilities. It all came down to two words - "control".

Yang Jun looked at the time and saw that it was already lunch time, so he announced the end of the meeting.

After returning to the office, he called the infirmary.

The infirmary staff told him that Yi Qiu Shui had gone to have lunch.

After hanging up the phone, Yang Jun called Yang Anguo from the security department.

According to the previous agreement, in order to treat him to a delicious meal, Yi Qiu Shui must go to the cafeteria first.

Yang Anguo wore his newly bought security uniform and happily showed himself to Yang Jun.

Because he replaced a previously fired worker, he became a full-time employee from the beginning, with a monthly salary of $25.70 and a factory uniform with a pair of yellow rubber shoes and a belt. This made him very satisfied, and he walked like a proud swan, striding with his head held high.

Yang Jun smiled secretly, thinking that something sad was waiting for Yang Anguo in the afternoon.

"Don't be too happy," Yang Jun thought, "There will be a time in the afternoon when you will cry."

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As soon as he stepped into the cafeteria, suddenly, someone ran towards Yang Jun.

Yang Anguo had sharp eyesight. He took a step forward to intercept the person. No matter who the person was, he would kick him.

"Ah!" A miserable cry was heard, and Yang Jun saw Cui Dake rolling on the ground in pain.

After seeing clearly that the work clothes on the ground were the work uniforms of the steel factory, Yang Anguo realized that he had kicked the wrong person.

This guy was not stupid. He immediately changed his expression to one of grievance and anger: "Director, that person wanted to spy on the leader. Thanks to my quick reaction, I prevented his plot."

Yang Jun held his forehead with his hand. He originally thought that this honest and kind man from the northwest was just a straightforward person, but he didn't expect that he was so scheming.

"Okay, okay, I know who he is." He said as he stepped forward and helped Cui Dake up.

"Cui Dake, how are you?"

Cui Dake struggled to get up and rubbed his stomach. When he caught a glimpse of the burly Yang Anguo in front of him, he took a few steps back with a look of fear in his eyes.

"Director, please help me find a new job. I can't stand Xu Damao anymore."

"What's wrong with him?" Yang Jun was secretly delighted. It had only been one day and the two seemed to have had a conflict.

Unfortunately, I didn’t get to see them fighting in person.

But Yang Jun still pretended to care about his subordinates and asked, "He said... he wants to take you as his apprentice."

"Is there a problem?" Yang Jun asked doubtfully, "Isn't it normal for you to call someone a master when you learn the skills?"

"The key is that he also asked for a gift for becoming a disciple, saying... he wanted another two thousand yuan as an entry gift." Upon hearing this, Yang Jun showed an expression that he had expected.

Xu Damao was indeed smart, just as expected.

Until he is confirmed to be a regular employee, he will hold on to the projectionist position tightly and will never teach his skills to others easily.

Cui Da is a typical miser. When these two are put together, one is a mean-spirited person and the other is a bad seed, it is a clash of ancient wisdom.

"Cui Dake, there is nothing wrong with Xu Damao. In ancient times, people would offer their teachers a gift of 'Shuxiu' to show respect. Although the 200 yuan Xu Damao asked for is indeed a bit excessive, you also understand that he inherited the projection skills from his father.

It is natural for a father to pass on his skills to his son, and for a son to pass on his skills to his grandson. You can't let others teach you skills without reservation without paying any price. " Cui Dake fell into deep thought after Yang Jun finished speaking, but he also found that Yang Jun's words were not unreasonable.

"Director Yang... Director Yang, I'm just short of money." Cui Dake said helplessly.

"Don't be anxious. You will naturally save money over time. No one comes here penniless, don't you think, Comrade Cui Dake?" Without waiting for Cui Dake to answer, Yang Jun gave Yang Anguo a look and left.

"Director Yang, can I be transferred back to work in the cafeteria?" Long after Yang Jun left, Cui Dake's dissatisfied voice could still be heard.

Hehehe laughed.

Cui Dake, what are you thinking about? I finally transferred you to Xu Damao, how could I let you destroy the peace of Nanyi Canteen again?

Since you can't afford the money to become my apprentice, just save it up slowly. Who knows, there might be other unexpected events by then.

The two walked into the private room on the second floor, where Yi Qiu Shui and Yang Mei had already prepared the meal.

There were five dishes in total. Some were taken from the cafeteria hall, and two were specially ordered for Sha Zhu to cook. There were two large plates of white steamed buns on the table, with a total of more than a dozen.

Yang Jun could tell at a glance that Yi Qiu Shui didn't buy enough. She didn't understand how amazing Yang Anguo's appetite was.

The food on the table wasn't even enough to fill him up.

So he let them start eating first, and then he went downstairs to buy twenty more sorghum steamed buns.

Since Yi Qiu Shui and Yang Mei had limited appetite, they were full after eating only half a steamed bun. Although Yang Jun had a big appetite, he only ate three steamed buns and gave the rest to Yang Anguo.

Seeing that everyone had already eaten and were waiting for him to start, Yang Anguo felt a little embarrassed.

"You two go back first." He instructed Yi Qiu Shui and Yang Mei.

He knew that Yang Anguo would not be able to eat peacefully while they were here, and it was likely that many of the dishes would be left over.

The two smiled at each other, nodded slightly and left.

After Yang Mei and Yi Qiu Shui left, Yang Anguo showed a smug smile: "Brother, do you need more?"

Yang Jun lit a cigarette and said calmly: "Don't be polite, just do as you please." Upon hearing this, Yang Anguo stood up, poured the remaining food into a large bowl, then grabbed a few steamed buns, dipped them in the juice, and swallowed them in big gulps.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Yang Jun couldn't help but twitch his eyebrows slightly.

It seems that I had underestimated his appetite before.

He had originally thought that this boy was hiding his abilities, and if he had not seen him today, he would have almost been fooled.

Based on the child's appetite, the food he needs per day is at least ten kilograms.

He didn't know how his second uncle's family provided for the daily needs of the two boys.

"Have you ever filled your stomach at home?" Yang Jun asked.

Yang Anguo ate voraciously while mumbling, "It's never been enough."

"When there was a food shortage at home, my mother would add some miscellaneous ingredients to the corn flour, barely filling half of her stomach." Speaking of his mother, Yang Anguo's eyes welled up in tears, as if he missed her.

There are many worries when the child goes out. It is the first time for him to leave home and he may not be able to go home to visit for a long time in the future.

Thinking of this, he felt as if someone was grabbing his heart and it hurt a little.

“In the summer, you can still find some wild fruits in the mountains, leaves and elm seeds, wild vegetables in the fields, and fish and shrimp in the ponds, which can barely sustain you for a while.

However, winter is the most difficult time. Although there are some sweet potatoes and potatoes as food, there are so many people and the consumption is high, so these are just enough to fill the stomach.

I only had two bowls of porridge to drink every day, and I was often woken up by hunger in the middle of the night."

In the narrative, 302's story continues:

While talking about the sad past, Yang Anguo's tears accidentally fell on the food, and his expression was full of vicissitudes.

Yang Jun had never imagined that life in his hometown would be so hard. Without personal experience, no one can fully understand the difficulties of living in the countryside.

When you are free, come back to my hometown with me.

He made a promise to Yang Anguo.

I patted his shoulder to show my understanding, then took out 20 yuan and handed it to him, “I guess you didn’t bring much money when you were away from home.

I will pay you Xiangxiu's salary in advance, and you can take some time to buy some new clothes."

Brother, this won’t work. How can I accept your money? Yang Anguo immediately refused, looking ashamed.

This is not alms, this is what Xiangxiu deserves, so please accept it.

As he spoke, Yang Anguo tightly grasped the banknote, his eyes red, and his heart filled with gratitude.

Thank you for your care, brother.

There is no need for such politeness between family members. Just say thank you quickly and I will be satisfied."

After dinner, Yang Jun drove him to the post office to send the employment certificate back to his hometown.

Passing by an adult clothing store, Yang Jun considerately picked out a Zhongshan suit for him.

After all, he is his full-time driver, so he cannot be dressed shabbily.

After returning to the factory, he was directed to the office to call back to the village.

The call was made directly to the village committee because it was the only place with a telephone in the entire village.

When Wang Dayan, the village party secretary, received the call, he asked, "Hello, who are you looking for?"

The pure Shanxi dialect came through clearly on the other end of the phone, leaving Yang Jun stunned. He could hardly make out what was being said.

Yang Anguo spoke fluently in authentic Shanxi dialect, and the conversation on the phone flowed like flowing water.

While the phone line was still connected, a broadcast was heard: "Hello, answer the phone, that's your son-in-law, from the city."

About five minutes later, Ma Dapao's breathless voice was heard: "Jiaguo, have you arrived safely? Do you have a place to stay? How are the work arrangements going?" His anxious mood seemed to be a series of questions.

Just as the name suggests, "Cannon" Ma Dapao is indeed worthy of his reputation. Yang Jun can feel that his voice is as loud as a cannon even from a distance.

As if he had expected this to happen, Yang Anguo quietly moved the phone away and responded softly, "Uncle Ma, Xiangxiu and I are fine, don't worry.

I'm calling you from the factory manager's office right now. Today is our first day at work, and we look so cool in our new work clothes."

Ma Dapao replied: "Well, I'm glad to know that you are safe. I will tell the old man.

By the way, I have sent back that important letter and asked your three brothers to discuss who is suitable for this job.

Remember to check your mail and don’t let anyone intercept your mail.”

However, while Yang Anguo was still telling the story, Wang Dayan's scolding voice rang in his ears: "You kid, although you are not tall, you are quite smart.

The letter was sent to a public place in the village, and you still doubt Uncle Big Eyes?"

Yang Anguo hurriedly explained: "Uncle Big Eyes, it's not that I don't trust you.

You understand the urgency of the matter. I just reminded Uncle Ma to be careful and take precautions just in case."

Wang Dayan just snorted coldly and said nothing else.

And Ma Dapao's voice came from the other end of the phone:

Don't worry. I've asked my eldest son to guard the town's post office and my second son to stay at the village committee these days. I'll make sure the letters are delivered safely.

Yang Anguo felt relieved after listening to his father-in-law's careful and thoughtful arrangements.

His father-in-law had four children, including the youngest daughter Ma Xiangxiu and three older brothers.

In the afternoon, Yang Jun heard a loud noise coming from downstairs, as if someone was fighting.

He frowned slightly, dissatisfied with this chaotic situation.

He picked up the phone and asked the security department what happened. After hearing Yang Jun's voice, the duty officer quickly reported: "Director, a worker broke into the office building without permission, ignored our attempts to stop him, and even had an argument with us. Please tell me how to deal with it."

"Instructions? Follow the rules and detain him for two days first." Yang Jun scolded harshly.

He criticized that these people were becoming more and more undisciplined in their work, and even had to ask for permission from their superiors for small matters, which was completely chaotic.

Previously, there was no fixed security guard in the office building, and anyone could enter and exit at will, which made Yang Jun feel that the management was chaotic. So he instructed the Security Department to add a security booth, and all those entering and leaving the building had their identities strictly checked.

Non-building staff are not allowed to enter. Those handling affairs must register and notify in advance and can only enter with permission.

Since the sentry post was set up, the order in the office building has improved significantly, and there are fewer idle people in the corridors.

The person who caused trouble just now was very brave. He even dared to confront the security department.

Yang Jun will never be tolerant of those who challenge the rules.

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