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

He Yuzhu asked You Fengxia to sit down and explained in detail: "Xia Zi, you are a person of few words in the financial department of the steel rolling mill. If I let you be the team leader in charge of the financial department, what will others think? Although you are very smart, have you ever thought about other things?"

"What's the matter!" You Fengxia was puzzled.

He Yuzhu put down the lighter, exhaled a wisp of smoke, and said lightly: "If it is true, I let you become the head of the financial department of the steel rolling mill, do you think others can work hard for you? Many people in the financial department know that you have a close relationship with me, but I don't let you be the head of the financial department, but let Huo Ziqi take the position."

"The finance department is where the steel mill pays wages. Although Deputy Director Li has stepped down, many people are still working for him. If the workers in the entire steel mill don't get paid, and you are the only one in charge of the finance department, you will be able to handle it. The day for paying wages is coming soon. What will happen if Deputy Director Li arranges the finance department casually? Have you ever thought about it?"

He Yuzhu's idea was very simple. Director Li had many minions in the steel rolling mill, and He Yuzhu could not afford to let him do something casually, especially when it concerned the wages of many comrades in the steel rolling mill. He Yuzhu did not dare to gamble, which was why he did not let You Fengxia be the team leader.

From Director Li to the workshop director, how many people support He Yuzhu to become the director of the steel rolling mill? Bai Xiaoshuang from the special workshop? Li Yaxuan from the infirmary? Deputy Director Nie? Are these three the only ones?

Seventy percent of the workers in the steel rolling mill supported He Yuzhu and did not cause any trouble. The remaining 30 percent did not cause any trouble because their wages were paid within a few days and their department heads guaranteed He Yuzhu.

It seems ordinary now, but everyone knows that Deputy Director Li will not stand idly by, and that He Yuzhu, the factory director, is also not doing a stable job.

You Fengxia is a very smart woman, she would not have failed to think of these things. Many single female comrades in the steel rolling mill like He Yuzhu very much. There are many women like You Fengxia in the steel rolling mill, textile mill, and even steel mill.

How can a woman resist liking a man who can protect you, make money, and not have a complicated relationship with the mother-in-law?

"I'm sorry, Brother Zhuzi, I was wrong." You Fengxia slowly lowered her head.

He Yuzhu nodded, stood up and hugged You Fengxia, and her emotions eased a little.

After You Fengxia left, He Yuzhu came to the broadcasting room. The new announcer was recruited by the steel rolling mill when Yu Haitang was taking a break, and a big part of the reason for the recruitment was because of He Yuzhu.

Her name is Liu Tingting. No matter her conversation, figure or appearance, there is nothing wrong with her. She likes to laugh very much, so many women in the radio room gave her a nickname, Guo Tingtian.

"Director He, what brings you here?" Liu Tingting pulled He Yuzhu to sit on a chair and poured hot water.

"Let me spread the word. Starting tomorrow, each canteen will have 800 kilograms of pork per day, so that every worker can eat meat every day."

The steel rolling mill only produces 900 kilograms of pork every day, and each canteen only has 300 kilograms. Although this is a lot of meat for an individual, each canteen has thousands of people. He Yuzhu does not plan to let the second canteen absorb the traffic alone.

Eight hundred kilograms of meat is enough for each canteen. Although not every worker can eat as much meat as they want, at least everyone can have a few slices of pork.

Liu Tingting immediately turned on the radio and sent this message happily.

"Hey, hey, hey, fellow comrades who are working, Director He announces that the daily pork supply of the three canteens will be increased from 300 kilograms to 800 kilograms, so that every hard-working comrade can eat pork."

When the comrades who were working hard heard the news, many of them cheered. Deputy Director Li and several other deputy directors were puzzled.

After finishing his work, He Yuzhu was about to leave when Liu Tingting stopped him and said with a smile, "Director He, can I invite you to see a movie this Sunday?"

Seeing Liu Tingting holding his hand, he smiled and responded, "It depends on whether I'm busy or not."

After He Yuzhu left, Liu Tingting covered her hot face with her hands. Many female comrades started to make a noise, and Liu Tingting tried hard to calm her restless heart.

"Okay, stop laughing at me."

Everyone in the broadcasting room knew that Liu Tingting came to the steel rolling mill because of He Yuzhu. She originally wanted to be He Yuzhu's secretary, but unfortunately Ran Qiuye got there first.

After get off work at the steel mill, He Yuzhu drove back to the courtyard and looked at the heavy snow. It was only November, and it was snowing so heavily. How could it be in December and the first month of the year?

Yu Shui had returned from driving practice a long time ago and had prepared dinner and was waiting for her brother to come back. Yu Shui didn't like cooking before, but she didn't know since when she started to like preparing dinner and waiting for her brother to come back.

"The food you cooked smells so good. You are worthy of being my sister, He Yuzhu."

Necessary praise is still needed. The food cooked with rain water is indeed delicious.

Yu Shui sat on the sofa with chopsticks in her hand, turned on the TV, ate with her brother, and enjoyed dinner.

Qin Huairu brought Xiaodang and Huaihua back to the courtyard from the steel rolling mill. The two little girls' faces were red from the cold, and they looked so pitiful. Yi Zhonghai, who thought of himself as a good man, saw Qin Huairu cooking in the heavy snow, and he would not let Xiaodang and Huaihua go into the house to keep warm.

Qin Huairu, who had seen through many things, did not ask Yi Zhonghai for help for the first time. Just as Qin Huairu was making a fire and heating the dishes, she saw Jia Zhang walking into the east wing with Banggeng, and her heart was as calm as water.

When the food was ready, Qin Huairu saw the deaf old lady in the backyard being supported by a aunt and Jia Zhang. They passed by Qin Huairu's family of three and didn't even look at them, especially Banggeng. When Qin Huairu went to the cellar to call Xiaodang and Huaihua, he kicked over the food that her own mother had heated up in the wind and snow.

Jia Zhang raised her thumbs up, the aunt pretended not to see it, and the deaf old lady even spitted at him as a seasoning.

When Qin Huairu came up with three steamed buns in great joy, she saw the leftovers on the ground and shouted angrily, "Who did this!"

However, no one responded, but instead the aroma of stewed meat wafted from the east wing.

Qin Huairu knew who it was but did not have the courage to go to the door to ask for an explanation. However, she could not bear this humiliation, so she went to the west wing, picked up the pots and pans, and moved them to the cellar one by one.

Xiaodang and Huaihua were the two girls who were relatively sensible. Although there were no more dishes, there were still steamed buns. Qin Huairu toasted the steamed buns, took care of the two girls after they finished eating, and then hugged them to sleep.

The more she slept, the angrier she became, and Qin Huairu even shed two lines of tears.

When Jia Zhang and her grandson Bang Geng returned to the west wing, they saw that the bed and the kang were covered with snow, and even the pots and pans used for cooking were gone.

"It must have been your mother!"

After Jia Zhang finished speaking, she took Banggeng out of the cellar and prepared to take the things back.

But after Qin Huairu came out, the grandparents and grandchildren fled back to the west wing as if they were escaping for their lives, because when Qin Huairu came out, she was holding a kitchen knife.