Siheyuan: Qin Huairu relies on me

Forty minutes later.

"Thank you for listening. Today's report ends here. I also ask all workers to take care of their health. After all, health is the capital of the revolution. I wish you all a happy work and see you tomorrow."

After Zhao Xiyan finished speaking, he leaned back in his chair.

He lit a cigarette and let out a long sigh.

It's sizzling!

The door of the radio station was pushed open.

"Xiao Zhao, you did a good job." Wang Fuqing said with a smile.

"minister."

Zhao Xiyan immediately stood up and looked back, only to find that he was the only one there. He couldn't help but ask in surprise, "You didn't bring any entourage with you? Where's Secretary Zhang?"

"He's downstairs."

Wang Fuqing sat at his desk and glanced at the manuscript on the table. "Xiao Zhao, is it okay for me to take a look?"

"It's okay. Just take a look."

Zhao Xiyan nodded and handed over a cigarette.

Wang Fuqing took it with a smile and began to read it carefully.

Zhao Xiyan thought that there was nothing to do, so he made him a cup of tea, then sat aside and picked up a newspaper to read.

The steel mill subscribes to quite a lot of newspapers, and almost every office has one.

Their radio station can also be considered an office, although there are only two people in it.

Neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere became quiet for a moment.

Zhao Xiyan secretly heated up two buns in the supermarket, ate them quietly, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, you don’t have to go hungry, right?

I do not know how long it has been.

The door of the radio station was pushed open again.

Zhao Xiyan and Wang Fuqing turned their heads at the same time and found that it was Zhang Jun who looked embarrassed.

"what's up?"

"Minister, it's already half past three and there's a meeting in the department at four o'clock... If I don't go now, I'm afraid I'll be late." Zhang Jun said with a wry smile.

"Well, has it been that long?"

Wang Fuqing was slightly surprised, and then praised, "Xiao Zhao, your book is really well written... I like it very much."

"Minister, I have to give this manuscript to Announcer Lou every day. She will take it back to her father, and his father will pass it on to Editor-in-Chief Jin."

Zhao Xiyan certainly didn't understand what he meant.

He just wanted to send the manuscript to him every day, but he had promised Jin Youwei and he couldn't go back on his word.

"Xiao Zhao, you are a trustworthy person, and I cannot let you break your promise." Wang Fuqing chuckled, "How about this, I will send someone to pick up the manuscript before leaving get off work tomorrow... After I finish reading it, I will send it to New Youth. What do you think?"

As he spoke, he took out a cigarette and handed it over.

Zhao Xiyan looked down and saw, wow, it’s China.

"Minister, how about you tell me the truth?"

"You say." Wang Fuqing said seriously.

"Do you really want to read this manuscript?" Zhao Xiyan chuckled. "Although I have only met you twice, I believe that you will not go to such trouble for a novel."

"I have fought in wars for half my life. Now it is a new era. Can't I read a book?" Wang Fuqing pretended to be displeased.

"Forget about not telling the truth." Zhao Xiyan spread his hands and said, "You are so busy at work every day. Not to mention the whole of China, even the Forty-Nine City has so many factories for you to worry about. How can you have the time?"

"Hahaha."

Wang Fuqing laughed heartily, "You are really a cunning kid... But I can't tell you the truth about this. Anyway, I have a use for this manuscript. Just send it to me and don't worry about other things."

"Okay, the leader has the final say."

Zhao Xiyan shrugged and began to organize the manuscript.

But just when he was halfway through organizing it, he suddenly had an idea.

Why not try to make a copy machine that simulates his handwriting? Even those "water pipes from the future" can be made.

"Xiao Zhao, this matter has caused you trouble."

After Wang Fuqing took the manuscript, he took out a fan ticket from his pocket and said, "This is a reward from the department. I hope you will keep working hard and create new works."

"Thank you, Minister."

Zhao Xiyan nodded with a smile.

"I know you don't want too many people to know your identity, so... let us collect your royalties for you as well, and send them to you when the time comes. You don't have to go to New Youth anymore." Wang Fuqing said with a smile.

"also."

Zhao Xiyan didn't care.

He didn't believe that the Minister of Industry would be greedy for his royalties.

"Okay, then I'm leaving."

Wang Fuqing patted him on the shoulder and walked out the door with Zhang Jun.

Zhao Xiyan followed closely behind him and sent him downstairs. After watching him get into the car, he was about to go back to catch up on his sleep. However, before he had taken two steps, someone grabbed his neck and pulled him aside.

"Fuck, you dare to kidnap me in broad daylight... Ugh."

When he saw clearly the person who was hugging his neck, he was stunned.

Yang Jianguo, Li Weimin and Zhang Zhichen were staring at him with sharp eyes.

The person who had just hugged his neck was Zhang Zhichen.

"Xiao Zhao, what did the minister say to you just now?" Li Weimin said with a smile.

"I said he didn't say anything to me, do you believe it?" Zhao Xiyan said helplessly.

"Bullshit."

Yang Jianguo laughed and scolded, "He has been in your radio station for more than two hours, almost three hours...You told me he didn't say anything to you?"

"I didn't really say anything."

Zhao Xiyan lied, "He just chatted with me at my radio station, asking me if I was adapting to the steel mill, what I thought of the factory, and whether the leaders were nice to me."

"what do you say?"

Yang Jianguo and the other two said anxiously.

"What can i say?"

Zhao Xiyan sighed, "The leaders have nothing to say about me, especially the two factory directors, who are good at accepting advice... Our Minister Zhang proposed a radio station, and you agreed immediately, which also gave our steel mill a big win."

"Good boy."

The three were overjoyed.

They knew that this kid could be relied upon at critical moments.

"Director, I think Xiao Zhao can handle the radio station's work with his ability." Li Weimin took out a cigarette and smoked it. "How about...giving him more responsibilities?"

"Yeah, that's what I meant."

Yang Jianguo said seriously, "Old Zhang, how about... Xiao Zhao being your assistant?"

"Deputy?"

Zhang Zhichen was shocked.

His rank is actually the same as Li Weimin, both are deputy directors.

Of course, the size of the power is not the same at all.

But his deputy is a section chief. This guy jumped two levels from director to section chief. This is too fast.

"Minister Zhang, this is also what the Minister meant."

Li Weimin chuckled and said, "He admires Xiao Zhao very much and told us that he wants to give Xiao Zhao a recommendation."

"I obey the organization's decision." Zhang Zhichen said seriously.

"Xiao Zhao, do you have any opinion on this arrangement?" Yang Jianguo said with a smile.

"I will also obey the organization's arrangement, but I feel that I am not old enough to convince the public, so I hope the two factory directors will set up a probation period for me." Zhao Xiyan said seriously, "I will work as the acting deputy director of the Propaganda Department... The probation period is one year. If I do an outstanding job within one year, the two factory directors will make me a regular employee."