Siheyuan: The beauty Xueru Huizhen, the birds are jealous

Liu Daming held Shen Rong's hand tightly, his eyes slightly red: "Old Shen, we don't know when we will meet again after this separation." Shen Rong patted him on the back and said with a smile: "Daming, don't be sad, our mission is completed, we should be happy."

Seeing this, Tang Shanlin suggested, "Don't just stand there, pack up your things, it's time for us to leave." Everyone started to pack up their belongings. Although Liu Daming still looked out the door from time to time, he was also patted on the shoulder by Yang Ming, feeling a little comforted.

While they were busy, the sound of a truck suddenly came from outside the warehouse. Everyone looked at each other, and saw a man in military uniform striding in, saluted and said: "Everyone, I have been ordered to take you away."

"Really? That's great!" Everyone was pleasantly surprised, but then Yang Ming noticed that there were no other people traveling with him except the six of them. He couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, as if he had anticipated some kind of separation.

"Let's go home." Liu Daming took the lead in picking up the luggage, with a barely perceptible tremor in his voice. Everyone followed closely behind him, carrying their belongings towards the truck.

Before getting on the bus, Liu Daming looked back at this place that witnessed countless of his memories, his face full of reluctance and relief. He completed the task, met his long-lost apprentice, and witnessed his apprentice's growth and happiness. Yang Ming, on the other hand, looked towards the south silently, bidding farewell to this period of time in his heart.

As the truck started, the warehouse gradually became blurred. Yang Ming suddenly shouted, "Goodbye, these glorious years!"

His voice echoed in the empty field, with a bit of heroism and reluctance. Everyone smiled at each other, but tears were shining in their eyes. They knew that this experience would be engraved in their hearts forever and become one of the most precious memories in their lives.

"We must tell this story in detail later." Shen Rong said with a smile, although his voice was a little choked.

"Yes, but we have to wait until we are old before we can take it out and savor it carefully." Liu Daming took over the conversation, his eyes flashing with longing for the future.

"Son, remember to write to me often when you get over there. Everything is fine at home, don't worry." Father Ran's voice was low and full of warmth. He gently patted the car door, as if giving his son the final encouragement.

The son nodded, his eyes slightly red, but he tried to force a smile: "Dad, take care of yourself, I will."

Father Ran didn't say anything else. He just took a deep puff of his cigarette, then flicked the cigarette butt accurately away, turned around, opened the car door, and waved his hand vigorously.

The car roared and slowly drove westward, gradually disappearing in the morning mist. Ran's father stood there for a long time without leaving, until the shadow of the car was completely gone, he slowly turned around and set out on the road home.

At the same time, on another road leading to the unknown, another car chose a completely different direction - northbound. The people in the car had solemn faces and firm eyes, as if they were pursuing their own dreams and future.

At the steel mill, a disturbance had just subsided and Sha Zhu walked out of the guardhouse with an incredible expression on his face.

He looked up at the long-lost sky, and the sunlight shone through the clouds onto his face, bringing a touch of warmth.

"Damn it, is this going to be alright?" he muttered to himself, then a wry smile appeared on his lips, and he quickly left, fearing that he would run into Zhou Kui, who gave him a headache, again.

On the other side, Qiu Yuan sat in his office, his face gloomy. His carefully planned plan failed because of the leaders' unity. Thinking of Yang Ming's smug face, Qiu Yuan couldn't help but clench his fists.

"Yang Ming, let's wait and see!" He swore in his heart, with the flame of revenge flashing in his eyes.

In the publicity department of the office building, Yu Haitang was staring at the broadcast script she had carefully prepared. The arrival of the new secretary had instantly shattered the opportunity she had thought she would have a chance to show her talents. She was unwilling to accept this, but she had no choice but to secretly prick up her ears and try to catch a glimpse of the changes in the steel mill from the whispers of her colleagues.

"I heard that the new secretary cleaned up the atmosphere as soon as he came in, and even Secretary Wang almost lost face."

"Yeah, I heard that he had a fight with several workshop directors. I'm afraid things are going to change in this factory."

Yu Haitang's heart fluctuated with these words. She felt lost and curious, eager to know more about the new secretary and the steel mill.

The entire steel mill seemed to be disturbed by an invisible force. The new secretary's strong style was like a clear stream, impacting the old rules and order. Under the impetus of this force, various contradictions and conflicts were quietly brewing, waiting for the moment of outbreak.

"Have you heard? On the day the new secretary of the steel mill took office, Secretary Liu did not show up and did not even say a word." Old Zhang lowered his voice, his eyes gleaming with gossip.

"This is not a simple matter. Director Yang is usually so smart, why is he so careless this time? If Secretary Liu had given his approval, how could he dare to do this?" Li Si took over the conversation, with a tone of confusion and doubt.

"Speaking of which, it was better when Director Xu was here. At least we felt at ease. As for Director Yang, I always felt that he was more thoughtful, unlike Director Xu who was straightforward." Wang Wu sighed, as if he was full of nostalgia for the past.

The topic suddenly changed and somehow it came to the sudden incident in Workshop 11.

"Did you hear about it? The new secretary's representative went to inspect Workshop 11, but was mistaken for an enemy spy and was almost not allowed in. They almost got into a fight." Zhao Liu said as he shook his head, looking incredulous.

"I know about this. The people from the security department took both parties away directly. Now everyone in the factory is talking about it, saying all kinds of things." Xiao Zhang added, with a bit of excitement in his tone.

At this time, Yu Haitang approached quietly. She didn't want to participate in these gossips, but her complicated feelings towards Director Yang made her stop involuntarily. She thought of Yang Weimin, the man who once made her heart beat but disappointed her because of the gift issue, and Director Yang, as his uncle, always seemed to stir up ripples in her heart.

"Haitang, you are here too?" Someone noticed her and asked softly.

Yu Haitang forced a smile and didn't answer, but listened more attentively to everyone's discussion. She felt mixed emotions, hoping that Director Yang could prove himself, but also afraid to hear more news that was unfavorable to him.

Not far away, Qiu Yuan had just returned from outside and passed by the publicity room when he accidentally heard the whispers inside.

"The secretary was beaten? Did Shazhu get involved again?"

He frowned and a surge of anger surged in his heart, but he quickly calmed down.