Siheyuan: God-level system, cutting Hu Ranqiu leaves

At the Red Star Steel Rolling Plant, Director Yang sat in his office with a box of lunch and devoured it.

The meals are also very simple, with some yams and other miscellaneous grains in the dry rice, and all green vegetables. Factory Manager Yang lived in poverty when he was a child, so he didn't feel uncomfortable eating these clear soups with little water.

As the saying goes, eat dry when you are busy, and eat thin when you are free.

Factory Manager Yang felt that he was not engaged in physical labor, and he didn't have to spend his brains trying to come up with a plan like Li Qingshan. It was enough to eat some dried vegetables.

While eating, the guard on duty at the door suddenly knocked on the door with a letter: "Director Yang, when I was changing shifts just now, I found someone threw a letter at the door, but it was wrapped in kraft paper. I didn't dare to neglect it quickly. coming."

"There's a letter? Could it be the one reporting Deputy Director Li?"

Thousands of people have broken the drum. Since Deputy Director Li was investigated, the employees in the factory have filled an entire mailbox with letters of report against him. The contents are either speculative things or rubbish that have been found to be worthless The news made Director Yang dizzy.

Opening the kraft envelope, what came into view was a piece of draft paper, the scrawled and messy fonts were very eye-catching, and the letter was not signed, and the content of the letter made Director Yang's face instantly collapsed.

The person who wrote the letter should not have a high level of education. When encountering complicated characters, they are all replaced with circles and dots. Even so, the things that can be displayed in Guangxin have already made Director Yang frown.

This letter enumerates the despicable deeds of Yi Zhonghai, a senior fitter in the factory, such as abandoning his family and son, and has nothing to do with Qin Huairu, a widow in the yard. All were brought up.

Of course, Director Yang didn't have time to pay attention to these trivial things. What made him very concerned was that Li Qingshan was involved in the letter. He wanted to poison the pigs raised by Li Qingshan and his neighbors.

The more Factory Manager Yang watched, the more frightened he became. If the situation is true, Yi Zhonghai is too bad a person. He even dares to poison such precious things as pigs. If he is allowed to indulge, maybe Li Qingshan will suffer next time.

At the end of the letter, the letter directly pointed out that such a morally corrupt person is not worthy of being the team leader of the working group, and suggested that the factory loan should be released.

After reading this mysterious letter, Director Yang couldn't calm down for a long time.

Yi Zhonghai's trivial matters are not listed for the time being, but it reveals that Li Qingshan will also suffer, so Director Yang has to be cautious.

Factory Manager Yang values ​​Li Qingshan very much, and he has a good personal relationship with Li Qingshan. Now that Li Qingshan is in charge of the development of the pads in the factory, Factory Director Yang should put Li Qingshan's safety first in both public and private matters.

"Who wrote this anonymous letter? Is Yi Zhonghai really that bold?"

It was predictable that the person who wrote the letter absolutely hated Yi Zhonghai.

Factory Manager Yang has also met Yi Zhonghai, and his impression is neither good nor bad. He should be a simple and honest old worker by appearance, but he knows people, face and heart, and he can't judge a person's good or bad just by his appearance.

Is Factory Director Yang deliberating or is he going to ask Li Qingshan himself to see if there is such a thing? If so, Li Qingshan must also take care of the security issues around him. After all, this pad production line is of great importance.

Carrying the finished boxed lunch to the cafeteria to clean, Factory Manager Yang found Li Qingshan who was enjoying the cool air, and patted Li Qingshan's shoulder with a solemn expression: "This Qingshan, I have something to ask you, your pig is Isn't it poisoned by others, and there are always people in the yard trying to deal with you?"

With a popsicle in his mouth, Li Qingshan was chatting enthusiastically with the workers next to him, when he was interrupted by Director Yang, he replied in a bit of bewilderment: "Director Yang has strange eyes and ears, you will know the news before I tell you .”

Factory Manager Yang stopped immediately: "Is it true? The person who wrote the letter didn't lie to me. Someone really poisoned the pigsty?"

"Poisoned? A few catties of crotons shouldn't be considered poisonous." Li Qingshan had a strange expression.

"You should read this letter first. Someone anonymously stuffed it at the door of my office at noon. Judging by the posture, the person who wrote this letter should be someone from your hospital."

Li Qingshan took the letter without any nonsense and read it directly. He had already guessed who this person was before he finished reading it, and he was deliberately trying to bring down the uncle.

Moreover, he took advantage of Director Yang's careful thinking and threw the pot that silly Zhu put into the pigpen's chin to Yi Zhonghai's head. It was obvious that this person wanted to kill someone with a knife.

In the courtyard, apart from Liu Haizhong, a vicious official fan, there is no other person who can do this kind of pus on the soles of his feet. Of course, Xu Damao is not a human being.

"It's nothing, Director Yang, you're worrying too much. It's just that Sha Zhu, the cook before our cafeteria, threw a few catties of crotons into my pigsty. This matter has nothing to do with Yi Zhonghai. As for the other matters mentioned in the letter, it's okay." What you said is to the point, but I didn't see it, Liu Haizhong still has the demeanor of a master of cursive script."

Li Qingshan was impartial, who should be blamed was his fault, he didn't add oil and vinegar, added insult to injury, and objectively told the facts he knew.

"You mean that the poisoning is purely nonsense. Liu Haizhong wrote this letter to intentionally confuse the public, so that he can use me to remove obstacles for him."

When Factory Manager Yang remembered that he was being played around by that fat man, his teeth itched with anger. He found Liu Haizhong who was eating happily in the crowd, and threw the letter in front of him: "Comrade Liu Haizhong, should you explain? ?”

Seeing his little trick was exposed, Liu Haizhong's expression was a little flustered, but he still pretended to be calm and denied it: "Director Yang, what do you mean by saying this? Believe it or not, I don't know at all."

Seeing this guy's stubborn mouth, Director Yang suppressed his anger: "You don't know? I think you know it very well! Don't poke the toilet, go back to work in the workshop tomorrow and work overtime at night to poke the toilet!"

Liu Haizhong was a little happy when he heard that he could go back to work in the workshop, but before he was happy for two seconds, he was shocked by the bad news that followed.

What the hell?During the day, he sweated profusely in the workshop as a fitter, and at night he had to work overtime to poke the toilet.

Liu Haizhong's face turned into a bitter gourd. Just as he was about to complain, Factory Manager Yang didn't bother to listen to his nonsense. He threw the letter on the table and walked away.

"Yo, the second uncle didn't realize that you still know a few words. I thought you were an illiterate old man, tsk tsk tsk, what you said is reasonable, reasonable! Yi Zhonghai should have been kicked out of the yard a long time ago, pick up the ashes Old bastard!"

With chopsticks in his mouth, Xu Damao snatched the letter casually, and carefully commented on the contents of the letter.

Liu Haizhong wanted to lie and say that this matter had nothing to do with him, but when he looked at Xu Damao, he came up with an idea and patted Xu Damao on the shoulder: "Damao, look at the two of us in this yard who are capable , Lao Yi should have gotten the hell out of here long ago, if he left, wouldn't the positions of the three uncles be vacant..."