Teacher He of the Siheyuan

The big leader laughed and exposed the topic.

Deputy Factory Manager Li wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and sat down with a smile.

And on the originally deserted wine table, the bustling scene of interlacing chips and lights quickly resumed.

The big leader also took the initiative to toast the silly Zhuzi with a glass of wine, and when he learned that it was He Daqing, the son of the canteen director, he repeatedly praised that he had given birth to a good son.

For a while, the host and guest enjoyed themselves.

The banquet also ended amidst laughter.

He Daqing sent several leaders to the door of the canteen all the way, then returned and arranged for Liu Lan to clean up the mess.

The little daughter-in-law went happily.

Today's dishes are all good dishes, such as fish, meat and chicken. You can't eat such good dishes during Chinese New Year.

I thought it was worth dedicating myself to work this time!
The other chefs felt a little disappointed, but now that He Daqing has great prestige in the kitchen, he speaks for himself in the kitchen, and he usually handles things fairly, so he doesn't have any complaints.

Only the little widow Qin Huairu looked at him, her eyes were full of resentment.

He Daqing thought that Widow Qin studied very seriously last night, but the study rewards that should be given have already been given.

You can't get used to her, otherwise it's easy to get bigger.

But we must find a way to separate the two women, otherwise it will be troublesome to be jealous!
A fire in the backyard and a fire in the back kitchen are troublesome.

Just as he was about to leave, Wang Weiqiang, the old head of the personnel department, came over with something hidden in his eyes.

He Daqing beckoned him to go out, "Director Wang came back so late, did he have any instructions?"

"I really can't hide anything from you. In fact, the director of the factory is looking for you." Wang Weiqiang stopped and said enviously.

Director Wang's tone was a little humble and ingratiating, and he stopped calling He Daqing's brother, and called himself his brother instead.

This person just pays too much attention to side details, always thinking about getting along with his colleagues or hugging his thighs.

This is the occupational sequelae of doing personnel affairs!

He Daqing smiled politely and skipped the topic. After walking a few steps, he saw Factory Manager Yang waiting for him. If he didn't see Deputy Factory Manager Li, he probably left.

He Daqing quickened his pace, but Director Wang stopped a dozen steps away.

"Old He is here!" Factory Manager Yang smiled, "Today's dishes are good, and the leader is very satisfied."

"It's all the factory manager's usual guidance." He Daqing didn't take credit for it.

Director Yang put his hands behind his back and said, "You should have already guessed the reason why I came to you this time."

"This big leader is from Sichuan Province. After coming to the capital, many tastes are not suitable for him. If you have time, Lao He, can you come to cook a meal for the big leader?"

What He Daqing can say is naturally agreed, saying that as long as the factory manager and the big leaders need it, even if they are attacked outside, they will definitely get up and prepare the meals for the leaders.

Factory Manager Yang was satisfied when he heard that, Lao He is still the same humble and low-key old He, unlike some people whose tails are about to go up to the sky.

At this time, the sky in Sijiu City was already dark.

The cold north wind was blowing on the street, He Daqing handed over the bicycle to Sha Zhuzi to ride back, saying that he wanted to take a walk.

Wrapping a black scarf around his face, he went to a tube building near Weimin Primary School, spent a pack of Beihai brand cigarettes, and met the local local snake flower brother.

After talking about the grade director, I spent two packs of Xiangshan Tobacco plus 10 RMB.

Just get it done.

Brother Hua made it clear that the old woman's address was righteous, and for the next week, he would promise that someone would smash the glass windows of her house every day, and that the things would not be heavy.

Things that can be solved with money are not considered problems!
Before He Daqing left, he took out the eclectic short story "Sun Chunhua, the grade director of Weimin primary school, and the old man's two or three things" that he wrote in his office.

Let Brother Hua post it all over the nearby residential buildings, preferably near the school.

This wave of operations made Brother Hua a little confused, thinking that this old woman had offended a cruel person.

He glanced at the flyer which was eye-opening,

Brother Hua called eight or nine younger brothers under his command, and paid 5 yuan to invite them to a restaurant outside for a meal, and then explained the task, and he was considered to be working together.

The younger brothers followed Brother Hua, who was often hungry for nine meals in three days. This time, he was able to eat enough food and meat, not to mention how excited he was, and they all took over the job patted their chests.

So the next day, small crooked leaflets were pasted on the nearby streets and alleys.

Entertainment life is extremely scarce these days, and even a trivial matter in life is enough to discuss for a long time.

So seeing these small leaflets popping up out of nowhere, many girls and daughters-in-law didn't cook or go to work, their eyes were so attracted by the little stories above!
And Sun Chunhua, the grade director, also got a nickname Sun Jinlian, and it spread to nearby residential buildings through various channels!

Sun Chunhua's window was smashed with stones last night, and the biting cold wind blew all night. She almost caught a cold. She was so angry that she cursed, but unfortunately, it was so dark at night that she didn't know who did it.

Woke up much later than usual the next day!
When I went out, I found out that I don't know why I always feel that someone on the street is pointing at her.

If she approached, others would immediately run away as if they were hiding from the plague.

I can vaguely hear some words like sluts.

Sun Chunhua arrived at the school with a strange mood, and met the school's security guard before entering the door!

She felt that even this lowly security guard had a strange look in his eyes as if he was mocking her, and she couldn't hold back her temper any longer.

Sun Chunhua yelled angrily, "Old man, what are you laughing at?"

The security guard expressed his innocence, "Director Sun, I didn't laugh, I just see if you need any help"

"You're just laughing, do you think you're blind, old man, and dare to deny it?"

The quarrel between the two immediately attracted the surrounding students and teachers to watch. It's been a long time since the age director and the security guard started a scolding battle at the school gate.

This movement quickly attracted the headmaster Wang Xiaoguo, who frowned with an extremely ugly face, and said loudly, "Shut up, you two, what does it look like to make a big noise in the crowd?"

As soon as Principal Wang spoke, the two parties immediately shut up and stopped arguing.

Seeing that the principal had come, the other onlookers who were eating melons stepped aside one after another, not wanting to face the anger of the meeting.

And Sun Chunhua was furious, glared at the security guard, turned around and said, "Principal Wang, this security guard just insulted me, and he is sloppy at work and is too old. I want to fire him."

Principal Wang almost laughed angrily.

This Sun Chunhua must have lost her mind. She didn't want to explain how such a big incident happened, but she actually got into a fight with the security guard here, and even ordered herself to come.

With a shake of his hand, he threw out a small leaflet.

"Director Sun, take a look for yourself"

Sun Chunhua had a bad premonition in her heart, and picked up the paper with trembling fingers.

And what was written on the leaflet was "Second or Three Anecdotes Between Sun Chunhua, the grade director of Weimin Primary School, and the old man".