Siheyuan: Fighting against the beasts under the pressure of the system

next day

Zhang Minghui woke up early in the morning and wanted to see how Yi Zhonghai would react while emptying the spittoon. When he saw that the door of Yi Zhonghai's house was locked.

A satisfied smile appeared on his face.

Hey, the old guy ran away early in the morning, which means the note worked. We can close the net in a day or two.

morning

Zhang Minghui was drinking tea and reading a newspaper at his desk. Section Chief Xie from the Propaganda Department strode in, clapped his hands, and shouted loudly.

"Comrades, the factory has assigned a task to our Propaganda Department. We need to organize the workshop workers to watch a movie together after get off work in the evening."

"Well, Comrade Xu Damao, you will be in charge of the projection work. Master Li and the other two are still in the countryside! They can't come back now. No one in the factory knows how to project, so you have to take on this job."

Xu Damao immediately stood up and spoke while nodding and bowing.

"No problem, Chief, don't worry. Even though I haven't shown movies for so many years, my skills have definitely not fallen behind. I'll go check it out later, and I'll make sure my co-workers can watch a movie tonight."

After all, Xu Damao is a big shot.

When this grandson was in power, he was arrogant and domineering, and he didn't care about anyone. When he was down, he also acted like a grandson, nodding and bowing to everyone.

There are many people in the factory who dislike Xu Damao, but it is not so easy to cause trouble for him.

Section Chief Xie glanced at the people in the room and finally set his eyes on Zhang Minghui.

"Minghui, go to the radio station and give them the script. Have them read it at noon. Inform the workers in the factory."

Zhang Minghui immediately nodded in agreement.

Section Chief Xie assigned some more tasks, then turned around and left in a hurry. After she pushed the door open and left, Sister Sun started yelling loudly.

"Well, the factory is going to be busy again. I heard that our steel mill has completed its task for the first half of the year. The higher-ups will send someone over in a couple of days to investigate the details."

Xu Damao leaned on the desk and continued.

"Hey, this is all thanks to Director Li. He has put a lot of effort in logistics in the past few months and bought several pigs to improve the food for everyone."

"The food is ready, can't everyone stop working hard?"

Colleagues in the Publicity Department started chatting excitedly.

Zhang Minghui saw that Sister Liu next to him had already written the manuscript, so he immediately picked up the manuscript and prepared to go to the radio station to deliver it.

Li Huaide is greedy.

But the factory has a very good grasp of this aspect, knowing which side is more important and which side is less important. In recent years, it has been focusing on production and significantly improving the welfare benefits of workers.

And every now and then they would bring some pigs over to improve the workers' food.

Based on this alone, Li Huaide is considered a good leader in the eyes of his fellow workers. His prestige is very high. He has won the hearts of almost 90% of his fellow workers, not to mention that he can command the support of hundreds of people.

Otherwise, how could we have completed the task for the first half of the year so quickly? It was all accomplished by the workers working overtime.

The workers in the steel mill now work very hard. Zhang Minghui occasionally heard this in the water room.

"Director Li has treated us so well. If we don't work hard, how can we be worthy of the meat we eat every day?"

The workers all have a simple idea: as long as you are good to us, we will work hard for you.

After seeing this, Zhang Minghui was also thinking silently.

“Perhaps this is why Li Huaide was able to escape unscathed from the subsequent liquidation.”

"Under his management, the steel mill did not stop production during the storm. He completed the tasks assigned by the superiors on time. Even if he did not receive any credit, he still contributed a lot."

During this period, the leaders above expressed satisfaction with the leadership of the steel mill and personally came to the factory to express their condolences.

While Li Huaide was happy to receive praise from his leader, he did not forget the workers in the factory.

In order to reward the hard-working workshop workers, the logistics staff purchased five pigs, and after slaughtering them, the workers had a good meal.

We also arranged a movie-watching activity for the workers.

Well, there are not many entertainment activities these days, and movies are the most popular spiritual food.

When Zhang Minghui arrived at the radio station, he saw Zhang Weihong and Yu Haitang whispering to each other, and they covered their mouths and laughed from time to time.

There were also three older colleagues who were drinking tea and chatting.

When she saw Zhang Minghui coming in, Zhang Weihong stood up from her chair, walked to Zhang Minghui, and took his arm, speaking happily.

"Brother, why are you here? Is there something going on with the Propaganda Department?"

Yu Haitang stared at Zhang Minghui with her beautiful eyes.

After not seeing him for a while, she found that Zhang Minghui was becoming more and more charming. Standing there with his tall and straight figure, he naturally exuded the charm of a mature man.

This man becomes more charming as he gets older.

Yu Haitang sighed softly, feeling filled with remorse.

"I wish I could have married Zhang Minghui back then. He and Siyu weren't married yet. If I had used some tricks, Minghui would have been in my grasp."

Zhang Minghui didn't know that Yu Haitang had such an idea. After handing the manuscript to her, he saw Yu Haitang staring at him stupidly and didn't react for a long time.

It was still Zhang Weihong who was shouting coquettishly.

"Sister Haitang, hurry up and come back to your senses. Be careful not to drop it into your eyes and you won't be able to pull it out."

"Hahaha"

This caused several old ladies in the office to laugh.

There was also an old woman who looked at Zhang Minghui with ill intentions and said something meaningful.

"Hey, Wei Hong, you have to keep a close eye on your brother. Don't let those old ladies in the factory harm your brother, especially those with ulterior motives."

A blush appeared on Yu Haitang's face. After taking the manuscript, she said something dissatisfied.

"Is it fun to gossip about your wife all the time? Just take care of yourself. I heard that your husband doesn't pay much attention to you anymore. Is it because you are old and useless?"

"Be careful, one day your man might kick you out. You won't even have anywhere to cry to."

Zhang Minghui saw this and quickly left the radio station. He didn't want to get involved in the chaos among these people. If he did something wrong, there would be some weird rumors.

Zhang Minghui has changed a lot in recent years.

Zhang Minghui is now about 30 years old, which is the best time for a man. He is very mature both mentally and physically, with an upright figure and a charming smile.

I don’t know how many women’s hearts he has conquered.

Some men become more attractive as they age, and Zhang Minghui is one of them now. When he was young, he didn't think it was a big deal, but in recent years, he has been obviously welcomed by the female comrades in the factory.

As a result, Zhang Minghui had to hide in the Propaganda Department every day and did not dare to go out easily.