In front of the machine repair shop.

Li Fuqin had just finished chatting with the doorman, Uncle Qin, and was looking through a notebook at the factory gate. The notebook contained the locations of some large farms in Yanjing.

He was checking which bus to take to the nearest farm, but when he looked up, he saw a familiar figure.

"Chu Qiao, Chu Qiao, it's me, I'm your third uncle! Why are you here?"

Lin Chuqiao heard the voice and looked up blankly. When she saw the familiar face, she pushed the cart and ran over in surprise.

"Third Uncle? It's really you!"

"What do you mean by it's really me? If it's not me, then could it be a ghost?" Li Fuqin grinned. He was very happy with his niece-in-law whom he hadn't seen for several days.

"Hehe!" Lin Chuqiao smiled. The moment she saw her Third Uncle, it seemed that all her depression just now was swept away. She obediently called out, "Third Uncle!"

Li Fuqin nodded, glanced at the machine repair shop, put the small notebook into his pocket, and said meaningfully: "Are you here to see Xiangnan?"

"No, it's not!" Lin Chuqiao hurriedly shook her head and said in a light voice: "I'm here to deliver the meeting documents! The machine repair shop is also within the scope of the notification!"

"Is that so?" Li Fuqin pointed to the shaded area, walked over, sat under the shade of the tree, took out a cigarette, lit it and said with a smile: "Then didn't you see Xiangnan?"

Lin Chuqiao shook her head, her eyes dim, "I didn't... I didn't see him!"

"You haven't seen each other since you returned to Beijing?"

Lin Chuqiao hummed softly, remembering the spicy and sour ginger slices specially made by Li's mother yesterday, and said gratefully: "Uncle, thank you for the ginger slices. They are delicious and I love them!"

"That's nothing! If you want to eat, Xiangnan has plenty here! I brought more than a dozen jars!" Li Fuqin hoped that Lin Chuqiao would have more contact with Li Xiangnan, and responded with a smile.

Lin Chuqiao was a little embarrassed. After looking at her watch, she said solemnly, "Uncle San, how about this? It's almost noon when I finish delivering the documents. I'll take you around. How about that? Do you have time? You finally came to Yanjing. I'll be your tour guide, okay?"

Li Fuqin was so happy that he could take this opportunity to find out what his niece-in-law really thought. He said with a smile, "Okay, where is the address of your last factory? I'll take the bus there and wait for you first!"

Lin Chuqiao nodded, took out a notebook from her bag and opened it to look for the address. After making an appointment, she got on her bike and quickly rushed to the first destination.

"Xiangnan, look, your uncle's trip to Yanjing was not in vain!" Li Fuqin grinned and walked happily towards the bus stop.

……

Machine repair shop office

Chen Lan looked at the busy people, cleared his throat and said, "Put aside what you are doing, I have something to announce!"

Luo Yong's face froze and turned pale in an instant.

What was supposed to come has finally come.

"What's the matter, Director?" Everyone turned around and asked in confusion.

Chen Lan narrowed her eyes and glared at Luo Yong, then opened the folder in her hand and took out a penalty notice: "This is the factory leadership's transfer document for Comrade Luo Yong, the former deputy director of the office. Comrade Luo Yong will be transferred to the foundry workshop and assigned immediately without delay!"

There was an uproar in the office.

"Director Chen, why is it so sudden? What happened to Director Luo?"

"Yeah, why was Director Luo transferred away so suddenly? To the foundry? That's the job of the workers!"

"Director Luo was doing a good job, why was he transferred away just like that?"

Everyone started chattering, looking at Luo Yong with confusion and questioning eyes.

Anyone who has worked in an office for a long time knows that Luo Yong was obviously demoted.

There are only a few reasons for being demoted. Either a major mistake was made at work, or someone important was offended, or there was a serious problem with one's thinking...

Facing everyone's gaze, Chen Lan said coldly: "Comrade Luo Yong, it seems that everyone is very interested in you. Do you want to explain?"

"No... no need!" Luo Yong's face was burning. This was the most humiliating moment in his life. How dare he expose his filthiness to everyone? He held the box that had been packed long ago in his hands, not even daring to look at people, and ran away in shame.

“……”Everyone looked at each other, all stunned.

Chen Lan narrowed her eyes and looked at everyone's expressions. She said seriously, "As the office director, I have to remind you here! Take advantage of the power given to you by the factory leaders. Don't play with fire and get burned. Do your job well and say what's appropriate for your position!"

"The foundry is the job of the workers, so what? Do you feel superior just because you sit in the office? There is only division of labor in revolutionary work, not high or low!

If you let me know about this kind of talk again, don't blame me for being ruthless! Did you hear me clearly? "

"Understood!" Everyone nodded tremblingly, feeling as if sitting on pins and needles.

Seeing everyone sitting upright, Chen Lan waved her hand with satisfaction, "Xiao Wu, go to the Propaganda Department and tell them to go to the factory hospital to interview Comrade Li Xiangnan. Write about his deeds as a model. I want to hear it on the radio as soon as possible. Go now!"

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