Rebirth 1962: The Beginning of the Angry Fan Qin Huairu

After the broadcast started, the conference room was quickly filled with the leaders of the steel mill.

However, everyone's eyes were now focused on a middle-aged man on the podium. This middle-aged man lowered his head and pretended to look at his notebook, but he glanced at the people below the stage from time to time.

The inexplicable pressure immediately made everyone quiet down, and since He Yuzhu and Nie Zhiyuan arrived late, they simply hid behind the crowd to watch the fun.

"Old Nie, this guy looks to be in his thirties?"

"Didn't I tell you? He is a prince selected from above. He came to our factory at this age just to get gilded."

"Come on, I think he's going to stay here, otherwise why would he want to roast me, the cook, as soon as he gets here?"

Seeing that He Yuzhu was still able to make a joke at this moment, Nie Zhiyuan felt helpless but at the same time he was impressed that He Yuzhu had a really good mentality. How could he still make a joke even when he was in such a critical situation?

At this moment, the deputy chief of the security department next to him suddenly said, "Old He, I, Kong Dasheng, really admire your mentality. How can you still laugh at this time?"

He Yuzhu said calmly: "Old Kong, what are you talking about? I'm not laughing!"

"Come on, Lao He, aren't you afraid that the new factory manager will just fire you?"

He Yuzhu thought that this face-saving project still had to be done, so he sighed helplessly.

"Lao Kong, this position is not divided by high or low. Anyway, I will follow the factory's arrangements wherever I am assigned."

"By the way, Lao Chen has been transferred away for more than a year. Maybe he will directly make you a permanent employee this time!"

Kong Dasheng's face turned even uglier when he heard this. "Hey, I heard this morning that our place is the focus of attention."

"But I'm 56 anyway, so it doesn't matter if I have some free time. Besides, he can't destroy my administrative level, can he?"

He Yuzhu thought that you don’t have to worry, but at the end of the century all the factory leadership and administrative levels were abolished.

Just as a group of people were whispering, the new factory director on the rostrum finally took action.

Bang bang~

He tapped the microphone twice before clearing his throat and saying, "Hello everyone, I think many of you don't know me yet, so let me introduce myself first."

"My name is Zhang Juncai. I graduated from the Mechanical Engineering Night School of Beijing University. I have been working at Northern Steel before, but from now on we are co-workers. I hope you can give me some pointers on my shortcomings so that I can better serve you."

After Zhang Juncai finished his nice words, everyone at the scene immediately raised their hands and responded with thunderous applause.

However, most of these people felt contempt in their hearts, because if they were ordinary people, they would definitely be embarrassed to talk about their night school experience as a resume in this occasion.

Because everyone who understands knows what night school means, but Zhang Juncai actually shamelessly regards this as an honor.

He Yuzhu didn't think much about it. In his opinion, whether it was Li Huaide or Yang Hongwei, as long as he mastered the skills, these people would not touch him for no reason unless they were mentally ill.

Then Zhang Juncai began his long speech. He clapped for the entire morning. He Yuzhu's hands felt a little sore from clapping, but Zhang Juncai on the podium showed no intention of stopping.

"Comrades, please do not forget the hard times we had, and do not think that the steel mill is invincible."

"For example, in my previous workplace, the workshop had to be spotless, and there couldn't be anything other than work at the workstation."

"But what did I see yesterday?"

"Some of the workstations in our workshop actually have kettles. Isn't this a mistake made by the leadership team?"

"In addition, I have two more questions. Why didn't the security department ask me when I entered the factory? What if the enemy spies came?"

"Has Deputy Chief Kong from the Security Department arrived? Can you explain to me what's going on?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone in the audience looked at each other in surprise. No one had expected that this person would open fire in public on his first day.

The most important thing is that the target of his attack is the powerful person in the steel rolling mill. Kong Dasheng, who was originally sitting on the Diaoyutai, now looks at Zhang Juncai with some confusion.

"Director Zhang, did you forget that you came here with Director Nie yesterday?"

"My people wanted to stop you, but they let you in after seeing Director Nie. Why don't you go and see if my people can stop you now?"

Zhang Juncai's face turned red after being retorted by Kong Dasheng. He didn't expect that Kong Dasheng, who looked quite honest, would dare to refute him in front of so many people.

But the words had already been spoken, and Zhang Juncai knew that if he gave in now, it would be difficult for him to be the factory director in the future.

pop~

He slapped the table. "Deputy Section Chief Kong, are you saying something a bit too much?"

"I mean we need to strive for excellence and improve safety management in the factory. What are you so excited about?"

Kong Dasheng was immediately amused. He thought to himself that Zhang Juncai was really shameless. How could he have the nerve to say such words that sounded like the Emperor of Tang?

But before he could say anything, Zhang Juncai spoke first: "Okay, since you have objections, let's stay and talk face to face later. Don't waste everyone's time by talking about those nonsense now."

Just at this time, the lunch bell rang, and Zhang Juncai continued, "Okay, let's end today's meeting here. I will arrange the follow-up work one by one."

"But I can't stand any sand in my eyes, so everyone should take the initiative to change those bad habits in the future!"

Everyone's faces looked a little ugly at the moment. No one could have expected that Zhang Jun would suddenly attack, and he almost offended everyone in the steel mill at the beginning. He was either mentally ill or had a really strong backstage.

But he had just come up, and no one present knew his background, so although everyone was unhappy, they did not do anything excessive to save their reputation.

But just when these people were about to leave, Zhang Juncai suddenly pointed in the direction of He Yuzhu.

"Director He and Deputy Section Chief Kong, please wait a moment. I have something else I want to discuss with you."

Everyone turned around and looked at the two with sympathy, and He Yuzhu and Kong Dasheng did not show any fear. They walked over to Zhang Juncai with a smile and sat down.

Although Zhang Juncai was dissatisfied with what the two men did, he couldn't get angry under the circumstances. He had to take these two men down anyway.

After everyone left, Zhang Jun looked at the two people in front of him and said, "Lao Kong, Lao He, don't think too much. I have no other intentions in keeping you two here!"

Kong Dasheng said with a fake smile: "How dare we? Director Zhang, just say whatever you want to say. Anyway, I am an old man who is about to retire and can do anything. Of course, I dare to do anything."

Kong Dasheng kept his eyes on Zhang Juncai while he was speaking. This reaction obviously made Zhang Juncai a little flustered, but he quickly calmed down.

"Old Kong, what are you doing?"

"I asked you to stay because I wanted to tell you that if you feel tired at your age, you should tell your subordinates to do more things and always put your health first."

Kong Dasheng thanked him seriously, "Oh, then I thank you for your concern."

The room fell silent at this moment, but Zhang Juncai quickly shifted the focus to He Yuzhu.

"Director He, do you know why I kept you here?"

"I don't know, just tell me if you have something to say."

Zhang Juncai glanced at the two of them, then spoke with a warm face: "It's not a big deal, but after my field investigation, I found that the structure of our factory cafeteria is a bit too bloated."

"The most important thing is why there is a small cafeteria? Doesn't this seem to be in violation of regulations?"

He Yuzhu didn't indulge him. "Oh, what instructions does Director Zhang have?"

Zhang Juncai followed up and said, "Downsize. I suggest that you keep five of the six canteens and break up the small canteens and distribute them to the various workshops."

"As for the reception mission, it cannot be ignored. If someone really comes, can't you just take over temporarily?"

"Lao He, I heard that you are the only third-level cook in several nearby factories, and as an old worker you should also show your style."

He Yuzhu looked at Zhang Juncai, who looked as if it was a matter of course, and simply lost the desire to explain to him.

"Director Zhang, you mean to close the small canteen, but the reception work must continue, right?"

"Yes, but considering that this task is quite heavy, I can send someone to help you share the work of the cafeteria director."

He Yuzhu was so angry that he laughed.

"What if I can't do it?"

Zhang Juncai: “…”

After a moment of stunned silence, he said in a threatening tone: "Director He, don't think I don't know how you got to be the director, and don't think that the steel mill will not be transferred if you leave."

"And as an old worker, shouldn't you think more about the factory?"

As soon as Zhang Juncai said this, He Yuzhu wanted to slap him to death. It was bad enough that the bastard spoke in high-sounding terms, but he actually dared to do such a stupid thing as letting the horse run without giving it any grass to eat?

Zhang Juncai saw that He Yuzhu didn't say anything and thought that he had given in. But just as he was about to speak, He Yuzhu turned around and left the meeting room, not even giving him a chance to continue speaking...