Teacher He of the Siheyuan

After Yuan Zhengxing waited for He Daqing to leave his office, he began to sign the trial documents about Sun Fugui and Xu Damao.

At this moment, the phone on the table rang, and Yuan Zhengxing picked up the microphone and said, "Hello, who is it?"

A man's voice sounded on the other end of the phone, "Hello, is this Director Yuan? I'm Li Xueqin from Hongxing Steel Rolling Plant."

Yuan Zhengxing knew who the person on the other end of the phone was after thinking for a while, and said politely, "It turns out that Director Li, hello, hello."

Well, why did Li Xueqin call himself? Could it be because of the two people who were detained?
Sure enough, Li Xueqin on the other end of the phone knew that Yuan Zhengxing knew him, so he inquired about the situation without too many pleasantries.

"Director Yuan is like this. In our rolling mill, two people, Sun Fugui and Xu Damao, were detained by the JC Bureau. One of them is the chief of the security department, and the other is a member of the publicity department. They are both important positions."

"It was suddenly disappeared. Some work and some places that need to be handed over are not easy to arrange, which caused some troubles for our factory. This time I called to ask how long they will be locked up."

As expected of an old fox, Li Xueqin did not blatantly plead for mercy, but turned a corner to inquire about the situation in the name of his work needs.

Yuan Zhengxing also thought about the joints inside while pondering, switched the phone to the right, and said in a somewhat embarrassed tone, "Director Li, these two people have not honestly explained the problem, and they have serious ideological problems. Already working"

As for how serious the ideological problem is, it is up to Director Yuan to decide, because the final interpretation of the official word is in his hands!
Li Xueqin is not interested in Sun Fugui, who has no use value for the death insurance of a GA director.
Li Xueqin felt that it was a waste of time even to increase the size and continue to test whether he could win people.

"Then I'm bothering Director Yuan. I'll treat you to tea when I'm free."

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In the No. [-] production workshop of the rolling mill, Yi Zhonghai, as an eighth-level fitter, is leading a group of people to study the use of new machines.

Guo Bizi watched the machine open and close with wide eyes, and said in admiration, "Master Yi, why do you think this foreigner's machine is so fast? The production efficiency of one machine is as high as that of two of us."

The other person had a malicious frivolity on his face, and continued, "It means foreigners are faster."

"Hahaha…………"

There was a burst of laughter all around!

Most of the production workshops are male workers, and women are rare animals here, especially this No. [-] production workshop, because it was the earliest establishment, in order to improve production efficiency, most of the people recruited were men.

Only in this way can we work overtime to produce products non-stop, and it is inevitable for men to talk about women and colorful topics!

Yi Zhonghai had already gotten used to the eccentricity, and this morning, he had just been messed around with by the old godly lady Jia Zhang, making him feel ashamed, so he was in no mood to meddle in such nosy matters at this moment!
Yi Zhonghai wandered around, and told some of his subordinates, "Guo Shuzi, and you guys, keep an eye on it. In a few days, this machine will be officially launched on the production line. I'll be back soon after going out to the bathroom. "

Guo Bizi patted his chest nonchalantly and assured him, "Master Yi, don't worry, I won't be able to lose the chain if I'm here for a trivial matter."

Others also said what you said and said that they would be optimistic about the machine!

Yi Zhonghai nodded and went out without waiting too long!
After leaving the workshop, he walked a few steps to the toilet, but instead of going in, Yi Zhonghai turned around and went to an open space not far away.

There are a few old iron pipes as thick as electric poles piled up. If you look closely, you will find that the inside of the iron pipes is full of rust, and the iron filings have fallen off all over the place, but the outside is very smooth.

There are still cigarette butts under the iron pipe.

Distraught, Yi Zhonghai took out a pack of cigarettes he made last night to smoke. This is a small way to save money and time!

"He Daqing has been in the limelight recently, so I have to find a way to kill him." Yi Zhonghai murmured to himself as he slowly exhaled a puff of smoke ring thinking about the indiscriminate disaster this morning.

"There is also Jia Zhang's shit-stirring stick, she is simply the black sheep in the courtyard, and the good atmosphere has been disturbed by her."

Obviously, I was going to uphold justice for Jia's family, but who knew that Jia Zhang's family was provoked by He Daqing's few words and turned the gun, and stabbed himself.

Yi Zhonghai likes to smoke a cigarette to relax when he is reflecting, but who knows that bad things will appear before he finishes smoking a cigarette.

At this time, Guo Shuzi looked for him with sweat all over his face, and when he saw Yi Zhonghai, he yelled, "Master Yi, something serious happened to Master Yi!"

Yi Zhonghai frowned, flicked the cigarette ash in his hand before speaking, and taught him a lesson, "Guo Shuzi, what's the matter, what does it look like in a hurry, this is a factory and the sky hasn't collapsed, don't do it like it's about to The look of being fired"

"It's falling, the sky is falling"

As soon as Guo Jizi was in a hurry, he said that he was bald, and quickly corrected, "No, there is a problem with the machine."

When he heard that there was a problem with the machine, Yi Zhonghai also became a little nervous, grabbed Guo Bizi and asked, "What's wrong with the machine?"

"Is it an old machine or a new machine"

If something goes wrong with the new machine, wouldn't it be half the sky?

This is a machine imported from Mao Xiongguo, and it was the factory manager Li who spent a lot of effort to get it back. If something goes wrong in his workshop, I'm afraid Li Xueqin will cut him alive!
But the more afraid I am, the more I will come!
Guo Shuzi hesitated and said, "That's right, the new machine suddenly disconnected. Our steel will look like it goes in, and it will look like it comes out."

When Yi Zhonghai heard this, he rushed back to the workshop to take a look and ask for leave. He threw the cigarette butt in his hand and left Guo Shuzi and ran into the workshop!

At this time, the production workshop No. [-] was already in chaos!
He Daqing came out of the JC Bureau, and went to the Pigeon Market near Liulichang before lunch time, to hear some fresh stories!

The pigeon market here is unique. What stall owners trade with customers is not food or industrial supplies, but some rare antiques.

He Daqing found a piece of old phoenix head jade pendant here last time, the shape is simple and the texture is natural, it feels a little warm to the touch, it is a treasure.

In addition, from time to time, you can hear a lot of strange and weird stories, which are formed by some stall owners mixing half-truths and half-false legends and unofficial histories in order to increase the origin of the antiques in their hands.

These stall owners are all people with some backgrounds. Some of their ancestors used to be rich and now they have fallen down. They trade antiques for food and drink. Some used to be senior players in this industry. Now that the workers are in society, they still can’t quit. The addiction to antiques, all of these people have a clever mouth that can make people limping!
So when He Daqing was bored, he would come here for a stroll, shopping was the second priority, mainly to listen to these stories that were more exciting than the little black fat man's cross talk.