Siheyuan: Happy He Yuzhu

He Yuzhu didn't even know what Xu Damao wanted to learn from him.

Follow his lead and lie flat?

He Yuzhu felt that he had been lazy in the past few years despite his busy schedule.

Just like a furniture factory, he left the dealings to Xu Damao and the management to the production director. As for himself, he only needs to do foreign trade and light industry before the holidays and get back all the benefits he deserves in his own factory.

That's it, basically nothing else.

As for dealing with Maverick Carpenter, it was because he was too cowardly to offend himself first. Otherwise, given He Yuzhu's temper, he would not specifically target him.

When Xu Damao asked He Yuzhu how to manage a factory, He Yuzhu thought for a long time and couldn't remember how he managed it, which made He Yuzhu feel a little shy about it.

It seems that apart from insisting on bringing Master Lei in at the beginning, he only did two other things.

One is to draw a big pie for his subordinates, which is what He Yuzhu told his subordinates in the early stages of the factory's construction - as long as the factory is completed, everyone's relatives and friends can come in as long as they are suitable.

The next step is to make the pie that we once drew come true, and to make the promise that we once made come true.

For other things, He Yuzhu couldn't do carpentry work as well as those masters, and he couldn't do drawings as well as those technicians, so he relied on the things in his mind from his previous life and occasionally talked to the technicians in the factory and asked them to turn their ideas into products. that is it.

He Yuzhu looked at Xu Damao's expectant eyes. He opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.

He Yuzhu thought for a long time before he finally said: "Place professional talents in appropriate positions."

Xu Damao hurriedly took another small notebook and wrote down what He Yuzhu said. He Yuzhu's face twitched when he saw it. Damn it, Xu Damao wouldn't give this small notebook to Director Li and those people, right?

There was no ink in his stomach, but now that he saw Xu Damao looking like a pilgrim and copying in a small notebook, He Yuzhu didn't even want to talk about it.

He Yuzhu picked up the teapot and took a sip. Now He Yuzhu's taste is not that high.

Xu Damao still looked like a little secretary, bowing his head and holding a pen in one hand and a small notebook in the other.

For just a long while, there were no words except the sound of He Yuzhu "sucking, sucking, sucking" as he drank tea.

Xu Damao couldn't help but raised his head curiously, looked at He Yuzhu resentfully and said, "Brother Zhuzhu, I sincerely ask you for advice." '

He Yuzhu spread his hands and said bravely: "That's it. If you can do it, you will be a qualified manager."

Xu Damao was deep in thought. Seeing Xu Damao frowning and scratching his head, He Yuzhu really wanted to take off the broom handle next to the door and hand it to him.

With just one stick missing, he is the number one general under the Monkey King. ~Da Ma Monkey!

Xu Damao thought for a long time and then asked: "Brother Zhuzhu, how do you know if someone is a professional?" '

He Yuzhu touched his pocket, took out an empty cigarette case and threw it aside. Just when he was thinking about opening the drawer to get cigarettes, Xu Damao quickly took out the Chinese from his pocket and stuffed it into He Yuzhu's mouth.

Xu Damao leaned forward, allowing He Yuzhu to see clearly the four pockets on his body. On it are the notebooks and the old man's little red notebook.

In the two lower pockets, one side contains the Zhonghua that I just took out, and the other side should be packed with a navy bag.

As mentioned in the previous article, Sanjun cigarettes are considered mid-range cigarettes. The price is about the same as that of Daqianmen, which is more than 20 cents, but it is not easy to buy.

One detail that He Yuzhu saw was that Xu Damao's small notebook and pen were placed in the same pocket. But the old man's little red book was placed in the pocket near his heart. It was bulging and connected with the heartbeat.

Therefore, among people these days, there is no simple success. Believe it or not, at least the form must be good.

Apart from anything else, He Yuzhu is also dancing very well now. After all, "Chinese dance" is performed every day.

This is also considered a form.

He Yuzhu pointed to his eyes, then to his ears and said: "Listen more, see more. Like you, Xu Damao, I don't know anything else, but if you have to leave all the matters of building relationships in our factory to your hands, you will definitely be able to handle it better than anyone else. This is the skill, this is the profession.”

Xu Damao glanced at He Yuzhu hesitantly, and when he saw that He Yuzhu was not making fun of him, he said with a smile: "That's right, Brother Zhuzhu, if nothing else, let alone our factory, just those factories that supply materials, if you let me Go and run, it will definitely be better than those people in the procurement department. If nothing else, at least the wood, I have to be given the best."

He Yuzhu spread his hands again and said: "Now you understand. There is nothing useless, as long as it is placed in the right place, it will be useful."

After Xu Damao got the scripture, he joked with He Yuzhu. Xu Damao laughed and said: "Brother Zhuzi, not necessarily. Have you heard about what happened between me and the Jia family two days ago? Just like the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law of the Jia family, What do you think we can do?"

He Yuzhu couldn't help but laugh when he heard this.

He Yuzhu only smiled, but waved his hands and refused to say anything.

He wanted to say that if Jia Zhang entered the world of porcelain, he would definitely be a big shot, and Qin Huairu, the white lotus, would be very prosperous in future generations.

It can only be said that these two people are not at the right time in their lives, but this cannot be said now. He Yuzhu has no other choice but to laugh.

Xu Damao has been with He Yuzhu for so long, and he also knows He Yuzhu's temper. Seeing that He Yuzhu was unwilling to say it, he didn't force it. Instead, he thought to himself and said: "There are also Yan Bugui, the former Yi Zhonghai, uh, and Liu Haizhong. It seems they can't do anything, right?"

When talking about bangs, Xu Damao paused, inevitably feeling a little guilty.

He Yuzhu didn't want to be disappointed when he saw Xu Damao talking about his positive nature. Then he said: "You don't think that the streets are full of seventh-level and eighth-level workers, right? Their skills are their abilities!"

"Besides, Yan Bugui, this person needs to be put to good use. If he gets someone to keep an eye on him, maybe he can be really useful. Hey," He Yuzhu said and laughed.

There used to be a few old guys in the yard, all with their own abilities, but they also had their troubles. You have to find someone to keep an eye on them, otherwise it won't be surprising if anything happens.

But now, of the three old guys, one is dead, one is alive and dead, and the other is wilted.

The brothers Shazhu and Shamao were very sad when they talked about this.

Yan Bugui was okay, even though he was cleaning toilets at school. But this man is quite discerning, and before anyone can criticize him, he just admits his mistakes and cowardice in various ways. So I have survived until now and am living quite well.

As for Yi Zhonghai, even if he dies, it's all over.

Among the bangs, the Liu family is the most painful to live in.