Xu Damao, who is not reconciled to the courtyard

Chapter 73 The Factory Manager's Old Squad Leader Is Him

These two leaders also have nothing to say. You can't put others in because of your favor.

"Don't worry about Da Mao, we don't usually tell him, but if we can't escape, we need your help."

Xu Damao: "It's not a surprise to see the two of you, I will help anyone who doesn't help you two!"

Then the three of them chatted for a while and then dispersed.

When the logistics director left, Section Chief Zhang said, "Da Mao, I'm so sorry. If you didn't help me, I wouldn't have so much trouble now."

Xu Damao: "You are very kind. If you hadn't been helping me, I would still go to the countryside to play a movie now. I will always remember your kindness!"

"Da Mao is a good comrade." Section Chief Zhang patted Xu Da Mao on the shoulder and went back to his room.

From lunch to the cafeteria from a distance, he saw Sha Zhu helping people with meals. Originally, he was the squad leader and didn't need to make meals.

However, in order to enjoy everyone's compliments, silly Zhu came out to give food today.

There are obviously more meals for those who like to praise Gong.

Seeing that the smile on silly Zhu's face never stopped, he almost laughed like a chrysanthemum.

When it was Xu Damao's turn, the meal was obviously much more than others.

Xu Damao expressed his gratitude to Sha Zhu, and according to his way of cooking, he hoped that there would not be enough food today.

After dinner, Xu Damao cleaned up his appearance and waited for the call of Director Yang.

Why clean up your grooming?Director Yang's old squad leader knew that he was a soldier from the first time he heard it.

The first impression of a neat and tidy appearance can add a lot of points, and this person is basically impossible to be the big leader in the original play, that is, the lucky star of the silly pillar in the back, but we will know if it will be there.

Check the things in the bag, put down everything that should not be brought, in short, be prepared.

The bus came at two o'clock, and Xu Damao followed Director Yang to get on the bus.

Director Yang: "Da Mao, don't talk nonsense when you get there, don't ask anything, don't worry, we may wait a little longer."

Xu Damao: "Director Yang, don't worry, I will remember it well."

Xu Damao said in his heart that this official must not be small, otherwise it would not be like this. You must know that Director Yang is the director of a large factory with nearly [-] people.

This is also the person who can be treated with such care by the mayor in other places in Sijiucheng.

The vehicle stopped at the gate of a compound, and Director Yang got out of the car to say hello and took out a piece of paper and handed it to the guard.

After the doorman saw it, one person called, and the other asked everyone in the car to come out to check.

Xu Damao's satchel was buckled because there were needles in it, and matches and cigarettes were not allowed to be brought inside.

After waiting for a while, the caller came back and rode a motorcycle to lead the way. When Xu Damao came, he thought a lot, but he didn't expect it to be so strict.

Could this be the legendary "courtyard"?Along the way, it is heavily guarded and fully functional: a work area, a family area, a sports and entertainment area, and a hospital.

What level of leaders live here!

The car stopped in front of a small two-story building, and the people in the car were checked again before taking Director Yang and Xu Damao into the house. As for the driver, he was too embarrassed to wait outside.

A group of two people were taken to a room similar to a small meeting room. After serving two cups of tea, the two of them were left to hang out here.

Director Yang: "The leader is busy. Let's wait a bit. You can read the books on the shelf here, but you can't mess up."

Only then did Xu Damao look around. There was a small reception table with a bookshelf next to it, and a painting rack on the other wall. It looked like he was learning oil painting.

It looks like this is also for children to learn, because the paintings on it are really not flattering.

Xu Damao took a closer look. The good guy has everything, including oil painting tools, Chinese painting tools, and pencil drawing tools.

Take a look at the work next to it, the stone hammer drawn by the child.

Director Yang saw that Xu Damao had been watching before the painting.

"Don't you like reading books, Da Mao? Let me tell you that my old monitor doesn't see many books here."

Xu Damao: "Director Yang, let me help you draw a picture. It just so happens that there are all kinds of tools here."

Director Yang: "What did you say? Painting? Can you still paint?"

"Yeah, I was forced to draw meridian diagrams by my masters and I slowly learned it. Unfortunately, I couldn't afford these furniture, so I just bought a few colored pencils at most."

"Then what do you paint?"

"I can only draw pencil drawings, and the meridians are more delicate when drawn with pencils."

"How long does it take to draw a picture?" Director Yang asked a little moved.

Xu Damao: "It won't be long soon."

Afterwards, the two discussed the scene and the outfit. Unexpectedly, Director Yang had such a deep affection for being a soldier that he directly asked to be drawn in a military uniform.

Xu Damao put away the drawing board and sorted out the tools. Then Director Yang looked around in a circle, and asked Director Yang to sit down and rest, and he began to draw.

The painting shows Director Yang charging on the battlefield in a military uniform with a rifle. The blood and ashes on his face, the corpses and tank wreckage next to him, the thick smoke and fire of war, and the faintly visible planes in the sky all set off Director Yang's bravery and fearlessness. .

Xu Damao developed his own painting skills, and the characters in the scenes are all lifelike.

When the last stroke is finished, hand it over to Director Yang.

Director Yang couldn't take his eyes off the painting and burst into tears for a while.

This made Xu Damao at a loss. Are you a good man, factory director?

You are not a little girl, I will coax you, you really can't sacrifice your color.

But you are the age of an uncle, you are making it difficult for me to do this now!

At this time, a little loli walked in in a big way.

"Hey~ Uncle Yang? What's wrong with you? Did someone bully you?"

Director Yang: "Xiaobai! No one bullies Uncle Yang. Uncle Yang is just a little uncomfortable."

"Uncle Yang, are you holding the drawing board to draw?"

"Uncle Yang doesn't know how to draw. This guy behind you helped me draw."

"Can Uncle Yang show me?"

Director Yang handed the painting to this little loli.

"Wow~ The painting is exactly the same as Uncle Yang, but his face is too dirty."

"Hahahahaha"

Director Yang touched Little Loli's head.

"Uncle Yang, can this uncle draw a picture for me too? I don't want to be dirty."

Xu Damao looked at the two of them talking together, Xiaobai?Military District Compound, Zhou Zhennan, Zhou Donghai, Zhou Huaihai.

There is too little information, but it is estimated that it can not be wrong, let's take a look.

"Da Mao help Xiaobai draw a picture."

Xu Damao: "Okay, but what do you want to paint, little girl?"

Xiaobai: "I like birds, and I want to be with many birds."

Xu Damao took the drawing board and helped Little Loli draw a picture of her in the garden, surrounded by all kinds of birds.

Little Loli was very happy when she saw it, "Uncle Yang, look, Xiaobai looks good, right?"

"It's beautiful."

In the age of no color photos, a pair of colored pencil drawings is better than any gift.

(End of this chapter)