Siheyuan: The beauty Xueru Huizhen, the birds are jealous

After a long game, the chessboard was almost full of chess pieces. Director Bi smiled slightly and used a black piece to force Yang Ming into a desperate situation.

"I won." He said calmly.

Yang Ming smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"Director Bi is a great chess player. I have to admit he is better than you." He said. Director Bi nodded with satisfaction and said jokingly, "Yang Ming, your chess skills have deteriorated a lot."

Yang Ming smiled and did not refute. He knew that Director Bi was telling the truth. He was indeed busy with work these years and did not have much time to play chess. But he also understood Director Bi's intention - to remind him not to forget his original intention and duty.

"Director Bi is right." Yang Ming responded, "I have been busy with work these years, but I have never forgotten where my roots are." He paused and continued, "Director Bi, don't worry, no matter where I go, I will never forget the steel mill and your kindness in cultivating me."

"Director Yang, I'm so sorry, something urgent happened at home, so this game of chess..." He hesitated, not knowing how to start.

mouth.

Yang Ming smiled slightly, waved his hand and said: "It's okay, chess is just for fun, go and do what you have to do." His eyes swept across the chessboard, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, as if he had seen through the entire chess game.

The young engineer nodded gratefully and left in a hurry. Yang Ming sat alone in front of the chessboard, stroking the chess pieces with his fingers. He was a master of chess, and every time he played against someone, he could defeat the opponent without leaving a single piece of armor. However, this time, he deliberately slowed down the pace, making the situation on the chessboard confusing.

This was not Yang Ming's mistake, but he did it on purpose. He was well aware of the ways of the world and knew that the subtle relationships between people could be reflected on this small chessboard. He deliberately let his opponent play without revealing any flaws, but those who really understood chess could sense his deep meaning.

At this time, Director Bi of the steel mill pushed open the door and walked in. He saw Yang Ming sitting alone in front of the chessboard, so he walked up to him and said hello: "Director Yang, you look so excited."

Yang Ming raised his head and responded with a smile: "Director Bi, you are here. I was just sitting around doing nothing, so I played two games of chess with Xiao Zhang."

Director Bi nodded, glanced at the chessboard, and then exclaimed: "Director Yang is really good at chess. This situation seems chaotic, but it actually hides murderous intentions."

Yang Ming waved his hands modestly: "No, no, it's just a pastime." He changed the subject and asked: "Director Bi, what do you want to see me about today?"

Director Bi said seriously, "Oh, that's right. The production situation in the factory has been good recently, and your work performance has been well received by everyone. I would like to discuss with you whether I can let you take on more responsibilities and consider a promotion."

Yang Ming was stunned when he heard this, and then he declined politely: "Director Bi, I appreciate your kindness. But I have been the factory director for more than ten years, and I feel a little tired. Besides, I also want to spend more time with my family and enjoy the happiness of family life."

Director Bi looked at him in surprise: "Director Yang, do you really want to retire?"

Yang Ming nodded: "Yes, I have thought about it. In recent years, I have neglected a lot of family matters because of work. Now I want to focus on my family and spend more time with my wife and children."

Director Bi was silent for a moment, then nodded in understanding: "Director Yang, I understand your decision. You have contributed a lot to the factory over the years, and you really need a good rest. Since you have made up your mind, I will not say anything more."

Yang Ming looked at him gratefully and said, "Thank you Director Bi for your understanding. I will hand over the work at hand and ensure that the production in the factory will not be affected."

"Yang Ming, what have you thought about?" Director Bi's voice was full of concern.

Yang Ming raised his head, a hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes.

"Director Bi, I appreciate your kindness. But..." He paused, as if he found it difficult to speak.

"But what? You are a technical backbone of our factory, how can you just leave like that?" Director Bi said anxiously.

"I..." Yang Ming sighed, "I know my contribution to the steel mill, but I also have my own dreams and pursuits. I think it's time to pursue them."

Director Bi was silent for a moment, then slowly spoke: "Yang Ming, I understand your decision. But you know? Your departure is a huge loss to the steel mill. I hope you can reconsider it."

Yang Ming shook his head: "Director Bi, I have been thinking about this for a long time. I know I can't stay here forever, I need to venture into a wider world. -"

Director Bi sighed and nodded helplessly: "Okay, since you have made up your mind, I will not persuade you anymore.

But you must remember that the steel mill will always be your home and you are always welcome to come back here. "

At this moment, a shocking news suddenly came from the radio: "Dear workers, please pay attention. Now we are broadcasting an important notice. After research and decision by the factory leaders, Comrade Yang Ming, a technical backbone of our factory, will retire early for personal reasons. Thank you for his great contribution to the steel rolling mill..."

When the workers heard the news, they stopped their work and looked at each other in bewilderment. They couldn't believe it was true, because Yang Ming's contribution to the steel mill was well known.

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"How could Master Yang retire? He is the treasure of our factory!" a worker exclaimed.

"Yes, I heard that he has recently developed a new technology and is preparing to bring greater benefits to the factory." another worker added.

The workers talked about it, their hearts full of respect and reluctance to part with Yang Ming. They knew that Yang Ming's departure was undoubtedly a huge loss to the steel mill.

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At the gate, Yang Ming was carrying his luggage and preparing to leave.

He looked back at the familiar steel mill, his heart filled with nostalgia and gratitude.

He knew this was where he grew up and where he realized his dreams. But now he was leaving to pursue his own ideals and goals.

"Goodbye, steel mill, goodbye, my home." Yang Ming said softly and boarded the train to a new life.

As soon as I arrived at the door, I was shocked by the scene in front of me. The workers rushed in like a tide, surrounding Yang Ming tightly. Some of them held Yang Ming's hand tightly, some burst into tears, and some tried to use words to keep the leader who was about to leave.

Yang Ming stood in the middle of the crowd, but he seemed unusually calm. He smiled and comforted every worker, saying in his magnetic voice: "Don't get excited, I'm leaving not because I'm dissatisfied with this place, but because I have more important things to do."

I squeezed into the crowd and tried to see Yang Ming's expression. His eyes were full of determination and confidence, as if everything was under his control. I knew that this was the charm of Yang Ming. He was not only an outstanding leader, but also a master of Dan, with extraordinary strength and wisdom.