Siheyuan: He Yuzhu is a man who dotes on his sister!

At daybreak, He Yuzhu sneaked out of Yu Li's room, returned to his own room, changed into clean clothes, and squatted under the eaves to brush his teeth.

When they arrived at the steel rolling mill, Deputy Director He was promoted to Director He. The steel rolling mill also set up a new office for He Yuzhu in the office building. When He Yuzhu arrived, Ran Qiuye came to a room on the fifth floor of the office building, which was labeled Director's Office.

Ran Qiuye pushed open the door and took a look inside. It was not an office, just looking at the decoration inside, the tables, the chairs, and the gray decoration, which was all covered with dust, it was impossible to tell that this was an office.

"What does this mean!" Ran Qiuye was a little angry. The second cafeteria office was a million times better than here.

He Yuzhu smiled slightly, asked Ran Qiuye to calm down and said: "It's okay, it's just a little dusty, just clean it up."

Director Ma and Director Huang's offices are not as good as Director Li's, but they are also fully equipped. Look at He Yuzhu's office. Apart from a table and chairs that are almost all covered in dust, there is nothing else. After He Yuzhu and Ran Qiuye cleaned it up, the room seemed even more monotonous.

In order to save a living person from suffocation by urine, He Yuzhu came to the second cafeteria and asked everyone to move all the sofas and filing cabinets in the office to the office building.

Director Li stood in front of the window, watching everything and talking to himself.

He Yuzhu looked at the office with relief, sat on the sofa, and then asked someone to come and answer the phone line. He was busy in this office all day.

Back at the courtyard, Yu Shui had already prepared dinner. After He Yu Zhu finished eating, he said, "Yu Shui, do you want to go to the bathhouse?"

Rain shook his head.

He Yuzhu had no choice but to ride his motorcycle to the bathhouse to clean the dust in the office. If he didn't take a shower, he would feel sticky and uncomfortable all over.

While soaking in the bathtub, people walked into the bathtub one after another. Suddenly, He Yuzhu heard a middle-aged man's voice: "Slow down."

He Yuzhu wanted to lend a hand to help, but as soon as he looked up, the thought of helping disappeared. It turned out to be Xu Damao and his father, Xu Wude.

Xu Wude was seen wiping Xu Damao's body with a towel and rubbing the mud off.

Seeing this, He Yuzhu laughed.

"Shazhu, what are you laughing at!" Xu Damao implied that he was unlucky to meet Shazhu even when taking a shower.

"Why do you care what I'm laughing at?" He Yuzhu walked out of the bathtub, staggered to the shower, and washed his hair on an iron plate.

Xu Damao looked down at himself, then at Sha Zhu, and cursed with a blushing face: "Sha Zhu, you f**k!"

The difference between a wooden stick and bean sprouts.

He Yuzhu laughed and said, "You can scold me as much as you want. I am not angry with disabled people or bean sprouts."

Xu Damao's various greetings made Xu Wude unhappy. He pointed at He Yuzhu to vent his dissatisfaction: "Silly Zhu, my son is injured now, and you are still mocking me. What is your intention?"

"Just watch the show, laugh at your mood, what's the matter? Do you want the whole world to be sad just because your son is injured? How can you be so awesome?" He Yuzhu said dissatisfiedly.

Xu Wude also had a bad temper. When he heard He Yuzhu say this, he wanted to teach He Yuzhu a lesson. But when he came to his senses, he saw that He Yuzhu was full of tendons and muscles. If he punched him, he would be dead.

I can’t hit him, I can’t beat him, but I can laugh at my son. Mom can tolerate it, but dad can’t. Just wait and see.

After taking a shower, He Yuzhu walked out of the bathhouse comfortably. As soon as he got on the motorcycle, he heard someone calling him.

When I turned around, I saw Li Yaxuan, wearing a skirt and with wet hair, sitting on the motorcycle. She smiled and said, "I don't want to walk back, so take me home." She said it very naturally, without any sense of incongruity.

"it is good."

This bathhouse is very close to Li Yaxuan's home, especially since He Yuzhu can get there in just three or four minutes on a motorcycle. After sending her to her doorstep, Li Yaxuan got off the car, but did not push open the door to go in. Instead, she was waiting for something.

Maybe he was expecting something.

As an experienced person, He Yuzhu could see through the other party's thoughts. However, although Li Yaxuan was a social leader, her semi-feudal and conservative thinking made her afraid of being seen. Therefore, she would not take the initiative, but let He Yuzhu take the initiative.

Get off the car, hug the waist, kiss, all in one go.

After kissing for a few seconds, He Yuzhu heard someone walking and suddenly let go of Li Yaxuan, waiting for the passerby to pass by.

Li Yaxuan blushed, and He Yuzhu mocked her, "As a doctor, you still blush!"

Li Yaxuan retorted: "Doctors are also human beings, why can't they blush?"

He Yuzhu felt the same way. He reached out and pinched her little face, but it didn't feel as comfortable as rain. He said see you tomorrow and disappeared from sight on his motorcycle.

He Yuzhu, who became the director, is not the most capable, but he does cook the best among the directors. Moreover, there is someone who helps He Yuzhu, and that is the big boss. Today, the big boss called and asked He Yuzhu to come to his house in order to introduce guests to He Yuzhu.

The three of them had a very happy time eating, drinking and chatting. After dinner, He Yuzhu played chess with the big boss.

"Zhu Zi, do you feel any pressure as a director?"

"Have."

"There is motivation only when there is pressure, and you also need to do something to let the three directors of the steel mill know that you, Zhuzi, are not just good at cooking, understand?"

The big leader was like an elder and told He Yuzhu many truths, including some political truths.

He Yuzhu is not interested in politics. He just wants to live every day well and do everything well.

After leaving the boss's house, He Yuzhu rode away on his motorcycle. As soon as he returned to the office, Ran Qiuye said, "Director He, Director Chen asked you to go to the textile factory to discuss business, saying that there is money to be made."

Have money to make?

Pork has almost become a scarce commodity. The textile factory uses 500 kilograms of pork every day, and the steel rolling mill ensures that only special workshops have meat for every meal, while other workshops can only have meat once every two days. This has caused dissatisfaction among comrades.

There was meat every day, but suddenly one day there was no meat. This caused the workers to get upset. However, with the assurance of Director Li, the comrades did not continue to get upset.

When He Yuzhu arrived at the textile factory, Director Chen greeted him with a smile. He also introduced several factory directors to He Yuzhu. They all knew that the pork for the textile factory was provided by He Yuzhu, so they came to Director Chen to inquire.

Including the textile factory, there are a total of six factories. Four of them produce 500 kilograms of pork per day like the textile factory, and the other two have more than 3,000 workers. Each of them needs 1,000 kilograms of pork, and it is provided every day.

He Yuzhu was worried about the pork in the space. Two thousand five hundred kilograms + two thousand kilograms would be four thousand kilograms per day. The pork in the space alone would be enough to support four thousand kilograms per day for three years.

He Yuzhu's mouth watered just thinking about it. Four thousand kilograms of pork did sound like a lot, but there were more than ten thousand comrades in these factories. What could they eat with four thousand kilograms of pork?

But He Yuzhu doesn't care, he just wants to make money.