Break out of the courtyard

After hanging up Director Zhao's call, Zhang Heping called the Nanla Town Health Center.

"Dean Bai, what's going on at Yulu's house?"

After Zhang Heping briefly learned about the new doctor, he asked Baiyun to call He Zijiang over.

"Lao He, let me tell you, if you really want to get along well with Yulu, you must consider getting married!" Zhang Heping said seriously:

"Next year at the latest, your family's problems will be solved, and Yulu can be transferred to the Capital Hospital by then. If you give up in the end, huh..."

He Zijiang smiled and said: "Don't worry, during the Chinese New Year, I will bring Yulu back to the capital, and then take my mother to Nanla Town for the winter."

"The production tasks of the pharmaceutical factory are so heavy, can you leave during the New Year?" Zhang Heping asked with a frown: "Do you need me to arrange for your mother to take a soft sleeper to Yundu today? Then, please ask Zhao Jie from the Provincial Pharmaceutical Foreign Trade Company to help you Pick them up and accompany your mother back to Nanla Town?"

Zhang Heping picked up the envelope, quickly read the handwriting on the envelope, and then put it back on the desk. He said calmly: "It should be those old and young people who are worried about metal detectors entering their yards. If they dared to write like this a few years ago, I If you receive a report letter, I will go door to door and check their yards!”

"I have been disarmed and I am not allowed to use the mine detector!" Zhang Heping shrugged helplessly, "If you want to use it, you have to ask Director Wang to borrow it!"

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In addition to fishing and hunting to bring warmth, if Deputy Director Zhang is willing to go...

Zhang Heping said helplessly: "Director Zhao's eldest son in Nanla Town is 8 years older than me and insists on calling me uncle."

He stood up, picked up the hot water bottle, and refilled Director Wang's teacup. Zhang Heping refilled his own teacup, then sat back and flipped through past issues of the newspaper.

"Okay, uncle! I promise to complete the mission!"

"The granule factory must be built as soon as possible. The equipment assembly diagrams and prescriptions are all at Baiyun's place."

On the afternoon of the 4th, Zhao Jie shyly called the Nanluoguxiang subdistrict office and reported to Uncle Zhang that he had received He Zijiang's mother.

On the afternoon of the 8th, He Zijiang called to thank him and said that his mother had been received.

Director Wang, who was sitting behind Zhang Heping, was in a bit of a dilemma at this time.

"What do you think, do you want to build a granule factory over there?" Director Wang was a little curious.

"You take a piece of paper and write down the train number...yes, it's the cabin crew's rest room. If you want to thank me, I can get some dried fungus to thank my sister. They helped arrange it."

"Hehe! I thought you could hold back and not ask!" He Zijiang said gloatingly: "Quan was so seriously burned that he was sent to Simao Hospital the next day. He has probably been sent to Yundu Hospital by plane now."

"Uncle, don't worry, I won't return to Yundu until the granule factory is built."

Zhang Heping hung up the phone and continued to read the newspaper... Actually, there was nothing to read. He just wanted to briefly understand the domestic scientific research results in recent years and think about how to promote them in the future.

"What's wrong!" Zhang Heping said angrily: "Now, the production task of Jingcheng Pharmaceutical Factory has also fallen on you. You can ask Zhao Jie and Yan Gu to come back and help you look after the factory door. Just say , do you need me to arrange the journey from the capital to Yundu?”

As for the latest policy, it is estimated that it is still being discussed above, and there is currently no instruction.

After arranging He Zijiang's mother on the train and asking the steward to take care of him, Zhang Heping left the train station on a bicycle and then went to the Xuanwu Hospital in the capital for a round and had a consultation with Dr. Zhao and several doctors who had been to Jingcheng. call.

Back home, his 27th birthday passed just like that.

"You brat, I'm saying something sarcastic, didn't you hear?" Director Qi took out a stack of envelopes and threw them on the table, smiling: "They're all for reporting you!"

After hanging up the phone and Zhang Heping stood up to say goodbye, Qi Jun, director of the Houhai Subdistrict Office next to him, smiled and said, "Deputy Director Zhang, when will you bring your mine detector to our streets to clear mines?"

I originally wanted Zhang Heping to sit in the office and temper his temper.

By the way, there are more than a dozen clerks in the subdistrict office and a lot of red sleeve aunts. They all have fixed tasks, and it is usually not Zhang Heping's turn to intervene.

After Zhang Heping left the Houhai Subdistrict Office, he rode a bicycle to He Zijiang's home.

"You're laughing!" Zhang Heping said in a deep voice: "Find a way to take some photos of the explosion scene, as well as photos of those people's injuries, hang them in glass frames at the entrance of the pharmaceutical factory, and put them together with the safety regulations to warn everyone who enters the factory. people."

Zhang Heping walked out and said to Director Qi: "It only takes three to five years. If it is kept for more than ten years, it can be sold to Hong Kong businessmen at a high price. If you give it away, you have to make it clear to him that it is Pu'er ripe tea and has been kept." For many years, few people in China understand this tea.”

"I thought about copying them before, but I didn't think of using a mine detector, so I missed it!" Director Qi regretfully stood up with the teacup in hand and changed the subject, "By the way, where should the Pu'er tea you sent me be put? how long?"

"This...is not good!"

Zhang Heping hung up the phone, and Director Wang on the side asked with a smile: "When did you take in such a big nephew?"

After He Zijiang's mother finished speaking, Zhang Heping took the phone and said to the other end: "Lao He, I just told Director Zhao to tell Zhao Jie about picking up the person. Later, you can call Zhao Jie again. Call him and ask for help."

Zhang Heping sighed inwardly. If he hadn't taken a fancy to the loose policies of the autonomous prefecture, why would he have stayed there for so long.

Zhang Heping helped her pick and choose, saying that this was not necessary and that was not necessary.

As soon as this old aunt heard that her son He Zijiang had a partner and she needed to check it out, she was already impatient. In addition, she hadn't seen her son for a long time, so she didn't even need to call He Zijiang to confirm, so she started packing her luggage. She was quite fond of Zhang Heping. trust.

"Don't talk to me about those polite words. I'll go find your mother later and call you." Zhang Heping said, his tone suddenly darkened, and he asked seriously: "What were the casualties after the explosion?"

As a result, this guy could sit still better than a retired veteran cadre, and he sat there reading newspapers from morning to night.

"Okay! Sorry to trouble you!"

"Okay, I'll arrange this later."

At noon, Zhang Heping took He Zijiang's mother back to his home in No. 7 Courtyard on the North Bank of Houhai for a meal. In the afternoon, he went to the Capital Railway Station with his eldest sister and second sister. He first confirmed the train number and then called Nanla Town.

"The policies of the autonomous prefecture are more relaxed than ours." Director Wang said with some envy, and then continued to read the newspaper.

"Don't worry, I wrote 5 notes with addresses and phone numbers, and put them on her body and in her luggage bag. If I don't meet Zhao Jie, she will call the train station staff."

"Previously, we used 100 boxes of anti-malarial capsules with a total value of 30 mg yuan to exchange two pharmaceutical granule production lines with a Hong Kong company." Zhang Heping explained:

"We plan to build another Chinese medicine granule production factory based on Banna's rich resources of Chinese medicinal materials, and then guide the villages there to plant Chinese medicinal materials, thereby increasing their income."

Zhang Heping was angry that this guy was short-sighted. He lost the golden phoenix of the Nanla Town Pharmaceutical Factory and went to work as the deputy section chief of the Provincial Pharmaceutical Foreign Trade Company. What an idiot!

"Send the person over safely, and stop by to check on the payment status of the Artemisia annua. Don't affect the planting of Artemisia annua next year."

If this kid's temperament doesn't need to be polished, think about the report letter caused by the metal detector... If he is released, new tricks will definitely come out.

I just don’t know, is it good or bad to put him in a deep town?

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