Becoming a big boss in the courtyard starts with pork

"Hey, Director Zhang, morning!"

Early in the morning a few days later.

After Zhang Xing got up early, he pushed his bicycle out without waiting for Qin Huairu and He Yuyu to finish their meal.

In the front yard, I met many neighbors who also got up early, and everyone greeted each other as usual.

After Zhang Xing left, someone in the courtyard said in a strange voice:

"Why are you still calling him director and trying to curry favor with him?!"

After saying that, he and the rest of the group laughed unbridled.

The person who was laughed at also laughed twice in embarrassment, and then pretended to explain casually:

"Hey, this isn't a habit of shouting."

"Besides, our family has often bought meat at low prices from farms before, so we have to think of others!"

As soon as he said this, the voices laughing at him suddenly became quieter.

Several people looked at each other with very strange expressions on their faces.

Their family also bought a lot of meat from farms at a price lower than the market price.

Even the eggs they had cooked for their children for breakfast were sold by farms to the steel rolling mill workers at extremely low prices.

At this moment, even they themselves couldn't tell who the person they were laughing at just now was. What are you laughing at again?

After leaving the courtyard, Zhang Xing braved the cold wind in the winter morning and rode his bicycle on the deserted road.

Tomorrow is the official opening of the library, so there will be a lot of things to do in the library today.

Fortunately, the farm was handed over a few days ago, and Liu Lan, Qin Huairu, Yan Jiecheng, and Yan Jiefang officially resigned from the farm.

After Zhang Xing gave them a few days off, he arranged for them to help in the library these days.

"Brother Xing!"

As soon as he arrived at the library, Zhang Xing saw Ran Qiuye and his two brothers, Yan Jiecheng and Yan Jiefang, installing signs at the gate.

After such a long time and such long preparations, the library is finally going to open!

Zhang Xing stood in front of the gate, looking at the sign covered with a big red cloth, and the corners of his mouth could not help but turn up.

Because the library uses an existing old courtyard, although it has been renovated by Zhang Xing, the appearance still looks a bit unremarkable.

If it weren't for the big red sign hanging on the right side of the door, I'm afraid no one would notice it.

Even if it is open for business, it is difficult for anyone to tell that this is a library without looking at the sign.

Of course, this is what Zhang Xing wants.

When the library was first being prepared, the principle put forward by Zhang Xing, Lin Fang and others was "low-key appearance but rich content".

He didn't want to be the one who attracted the most attention in the storm.

Inside the rolling mill on the other side.

Workers going to work began to walk into the gate of the steel rolling mill from all directions.

Next to the gate stood Uncle Niu.

He and two young members of the security department scanned every employee entering the steel rolling mill.

"Good morning, Uncle Niu!"

"Morning, Pony."

"Old Niu, don't stand outside in this cold weather!"

"Master Lu, I just did a set of punches and my whole body is hot!"

"Good morning, Master Niu."

"Hey, Director Luo, it's early for you too!"

Regardless of age or position, everyone who enters the door will basically say hello to Uncle Niu standing next to him.

Uncle Niu responded to these people one by one very familiarly.

Such a scene made the two young members of the security department who were following Uncle Niu dumbfounded.

The two of them had just been transferred to the steel rolling mill not long ago, and today was their first time standing guard at the door with Uncle Niu.

Unexpectedly, on the first day, I would witness the amazing popularity and memory of this unremarkable old man in front of me.

Could it be that this old man has memorized all the more than 10,000 people in the factory? !

The two of them couldn't help but secretly guess in their hearts.

Didi - beep -

An urgent blast of horns roughly broke the morning harmony at the gate of the steel rolling mill.

Uncle Niu couldn't help but frowned when he heard the car's horn.

There are not many people in this steel rolling mill who have the right to commute to get off work by car.

However, even if most factory leaders go to and from get off work by car, they always do it sooner or later at a different time than the workers.

Even if a factory leader happened to hit the peak period when workers were commuting to and from get off work, they would ask the driver to drive slowly among the crowds and would never honk the horn so roughly and continuously.

Where does this guy come from who doesn't have a good eye? ! !

Uncle Niu was very dissatisfied and looked in the direction of the piercing horn sound.

I saw a group of workers not far from the gate of the steel rolling mill, frowning and turning around frequently.

Most of the workers, although they felt a little dissatisfied after hearing the piercing horns that kept sounding behind them, eventually walked to both sides to make way for the cars behind them.

For ordinary workers like them, although they all say that workers are the owners of the factory, after all, it is the leaders in the factory who have the final say.

These days, people who can ride in cars are not something that an ordinary worker like them can afford to deal with.

However, compared to these workers who hold the mentality of "doing more is worse than doing less", other workers are just the opposite.

"Who the hell are you!"

"Beep, beep, where is your father?"

A young and energetic worker was the first to burst into anger.

It's already very frustrating to come to work in the morning in the middle of winter, but if you keep honking the horn here, your mood will naturally become even worse.

The young worker stopped, stood in front of the car, turned around and pointed in the direction of the cab, cursing.

Several of his companions who came to work together also stopped and pointed angrily at the car behind him.

The car that was still driving slowly suddenly stopped.

On the other side of the cab, the driver stretched out his head and smiled at the young workers standing at the front of the car:

"Comrade, please give way."

Ok? !

Several young workers were stunned when they saw this.

They originally thought that the person who honked the horn like this must be an unqualified guy, but now the driver was smiling again.

Could it be that I was scared when I saw that there were so many of them and all of them were so tall?

Thinking of this, the young worker who took the lead just now couldn't help showing a look of contempt on his face.

It turns out that he is a bully who is afraid of the strong!

Just when the young workers were looking at each other, discussing whether to give up.

Beep beep, beep beep, beep beep...

The car that was originally parked in front of a few young workers suddenly remembered the urgent and piercing horn sound again!