The years of red flags

Chapter 32 The Grand Privilege

"Take it, it's okay, others can't do it, you can't do it, our engineer shovel has a low level of secrecy, and you can understand it at a glance. Besides, this is a trial production product, just take it."

Director Li also patted his chest and said, a sense of pride welled up spontaneously.

Zhong Yuemin picked up an engineering shovel, held it in his hand to observe carefully, then waved it twice, and said excitedly: "If you use this thing for close combat, half of your head will fly away."

When Han Jin heard this, he immediately said with a serious face: "Hey, I have to tell you a few words, what is given to you is returned to you, don't take it out to fight, this thing is no more than a brick, I can really lose half of my head at once, I don't want to see you off in the future."

Zhong Yuemin said with a smile: "Uncle Han said something frustrating. Our brothers have also received strict education and know the priorities. We dare not take this thing on the street."

"That's good."

Director Li looked at his watch, it was almost time.

"Let's go, let's go to dinner. I will entertain you at noon. I don't know if I have time to take care of you two at night. I guess I will be busy all night."

Zhou Laokou has put in a lot of effort this time, not to mention the ordinary chicken, duck and fish, the big prawns and big yellow croaker are all common things, and the Feilong soup that was served at the end won a lot of applause.

Jiang Hua gritted his teeth and asked, "Didn't that silly chef say he is a Sichuan cuisine master? He can also cook this seafood and Feilong soup."

Director Li wiped his mouth with his hands, and smiled with satisfaction. This is what he wanted. At this time, he had the talent in his pocket.

"Sha Zhu not only knows Sichuan cuisine, but also Tan family cuisine, and is involved in various cuisines. He is a real chef."

Zhong Yuemin asked puzzledly: "That's a talent. There's an old saying: A cook can't die of starvation for three years in a severe drought. With this skill, he can have food everywhere. Why does he work as a cook in a steel rolling mill? This skill has entered universities." The hotel is fine too.”

Director Li said with a confident look: "When you enter a big restaurant, how can you eat such a big and delicious meal? We have to find ways to keep him. We will welcome him all year round, so we will point to him and show his face to me." .”

In fact, he has no way to do it, it's nothing more than being a fool, hanging on to Widow Qin and reluctant to leave.

In the afternoon, in the auditorium of the Red Star Steel Rolling Plant, there was the sound of gongs and drums, the sound of firecrackers, the waving of red flags, and the sea of ​​people.

The big leader presided over the meeting in person and explained the importance and severity of the task. Now is the time to prepare for war and famine. The appearance of this engineer shovel is of great significance to the army. Therefore, the Red Star Rolling Mill can accept this task. It is really an organization Maximum trust in rolling mills.

There is one person who is very lonely, and that is the former factory director Yang, who is now pushed down by director Li and sent to the factory to sweep the streets. He has nothing to do if he is not successful in his official career, but his opponent is proud, which makes his teeth itch with hatred. Especially when the old leader who was protecting him personally stood up for the opponent, it was even more depressing and he was about to vomit blood.

Zhong Yuemin sat in the front of the stage, and Jiang Huazhuo sat behind the big leader. After all, he is the designer, and he still has to enjoy this honor.

Zhong Yuemin is very envious, don't look at him acting like a fool all day long, but who is not a hot-blooded young man, who would not want this moment of honor.

The general meeting is over, and there are still small meetings to be held. The big leaders need to discuss the current situation with the senior leaders of the rolling mill, emphasize the importance of tasks, and coordinate production relations.

Jiang Hua was naturally neither qualified nor willing to participate in this kind of meeting, so he pleaded guilty to the big leader and left the rolling mill directly.

The big leaders also know that these things are not something that a child should participate in, and they don't think it is disobedient.

He called Jiang Hua into a small room, and said earnestly: "You are shocked by this matter. This is such a wonderful ambition for the sons and daughters of flowers. It is very good to be able to contribute to national defense and security at a young age. At the same time, he I also encourage you, as a young man, you must study hard and make progress every day."

The big leader took out two envelopes and handed them to Jiang Hua: "The inside of one is the material reward given to you by the Ministry, and the second-class merit is also recorded in your file. In the future, no matter whether you are in the army or in politics, this will be a piece of paper. A glorious resume, another letter, is a personal letter to you, specially to encourage you, this is a priceless treasure, must be kept well."

Rao Jianghua's descendants are used to seeing strange things, so when they received the letter at this time, their hands trembled slightly.

Jiang Hua said excitedly: "This praise is too much. I'm afraid I can't afford it. Can I tell my father about it?"

The big leader sat upright and said: "I almost forgot if you didn't mention it. Your father's past is a bit intimidating. This really needs to be explained clearly. The leader has given instructions, and the history needs to be clear. The relevant departments must investigate carefully. , you cannot treat a comrade who is loyal to the revolution harshly."

Jiang Hua was very excited, maybe his father would come out soon.

The big leader said with a smile: "You have made meritorious service and you still have instructions. You can say it boldly and make your father, an old revolutionary, happy."

Standing up and bowing, thanking: "Thank you, Minister."

The big leader smiled and said: "Okay, you go back, I know that Li Huaide entertained you well at noon today, so I won't treat you two tonight, go find your own food."

Jiang Hua turned around to leave, but the big leader suddenly said: "Take the engineer shovel as soon as it is taken. Don't use it to fight. It is an internal struggle when children fight. There is no need to see blood. You have to have a sense of proportion."

Jiang Hua stuck out his tongue secretly, this great leader is really not easy.

Zhong Yuemin was already waiting in the carport, and there was a sack tied to the back seat of the bicycle, which contained ten engineering shovels. Han Jin kept his word and said ten would be ten.

"Brother, what did the minister tell you?"

Jiang Hua looked excited, but smiled without saying a word. It took him a long time to push away the bicycle, stepped on it and said, "Let's talk about it when we go home. This is not a place to talk."

Riding a bicycle and walking on the empty street, Jiang Hua especially wanted to sing a song, but not all songs could be sung.

"Dongfang is red, the sun is rising, and the flowers are planted..."

Jiang Hua sang loudly at the top of his voice, followed by Zhong Yuemin and howled like ghosts and wolves. The originally quiet street exploded in an instant.

The birds under the eaves, which were about to rest, also flew into the sky with a rustle, and Jiang Hua secretly cursed that he really didn't understand how to appreciate art.

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