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

Around three o'clock in the afternoon, the textile factory workers got off work early for other reasons. Yu Shui drove back to the courtyard, parked the car at the entrance of the alley, and walked back to the main house in the middle courtyard. Yu Shui was thinking about what to cook for dinner.

After much thought, Yu Shui decided to make dumplings. As for what to wrap, Yu Shui considered pork, beef, and mutton for a few seconds, then drove to the market. He didn't have meat tickets, so he needed to pay some extra money, but this money was nothing to him.

After buying two kilograms of mutton, Yu Shui picked up two kitchen knives and chopped it on the chopping board. She learned from her brother to use onion and ginger water to remove the mutton smell.

You can enjoy the rain by kneading dough while watching TV.

After the dough has been resting for half an hour, Yu Shui rolls out the dough and wraps it.

It was almost time to get off work at the steel rolling mill. The team leader of the finance department, Huo Ziqi, knocked on the door and came in with a report. When he came in, he saw Ran Qiuye with a red face. He didn't know what had happened, so he just handed the report to He Yuzhu.

"Director He, many customers of the steel mill sent money this afternoon."

He Yuzhu just took a quick glance and sneered.

Huo Ziqi and Ran Qiuye didn't understand what He Yuzhu's laughter meant, but as subordinates, they should not guess what their leader was thinking and should just do their own job.

After the team leader left, Ran Qiuye, as a secretary and assistant, had a close relationship with He Yuzhu. When no one was around, she asked, "Zhuzi, when you sneered just now, were you thinking about the deputy directors of the steel mill and Director Ma?"

He Yuzhu nodded and explained, "These people are the same as the workers, but not exactly the same. They are deputy directors in the steel mill. I killed Li Dehuai like a chicken to show them. If they still have abnormal thoughts, then Li Dehuai's fate will be their fate."

Li Dehuai is different from them. He has more than a dozen mistresses and has his father-in-law behind him. Even if Li Dehuai does not work in the steel rolling mill, he can still live comfortably. But it is different for these deputy directors. They do not have a strong backing. If they are really fired by He Yuzhu, can they go to other factories to be ordinary employees?

"Kill the chicken to welcome you. Zhuzi, you have gotten Li Dehuai out of office. They may not necessarily be loyal to you, but they will definitely work hard. Now that they are sitting in the position of deputy director, they can no longer step down." Ran Qiuye analyzed the logic.

"You're right. Some of these deputy directors have been sitting in this position for ten or five years. They can no longer get up. Once they do, this stool may break."

He Yuzhu stood up and said, "So, we must not take ourselves too seriously. The world will continue to move without anyone. The steel mill can still survive without them."

Ran Qiuye nodded, but her face became even redder the next second.

After get off work, He Yuzhu returned to the courtyard. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Yu Shui sitting on the sofa making dumplings, with some flour on her little face.

"Brother, stop looking and wash your hands and start making dumplings."

He Yuzhu has a huge appetite, so Yu Shui planned to make a hundred dumplings, but it was probably not enough. There are only eighty-nine now. She will eat thirty of them herself, so a hundred and twenty should be enough for her brother.

"it is good."

He Yuzhu washed his hands and sat down on the sofa. Yu Shui rolled out the dough. He Yuzhu held the Yuanbao dumpling and quickly wrapped one with both hands.

They licked the coal to boil water. When the pot boiled, the brother and sister wrapped the dumplings and put them into the pot one by one.

He Yuzhu prepared the dipping sauce, adding chili peppers, vinegar and a little sesame oil.

One hundred and thirty dumplings, filling two large bowls. Since they were made of pure meat, one hundred and thirty dumplings were enough for He Yuzhu to eat by himself.

"Yushui, bring me some garlic."

"I'm looking at the pot, can't you take it yourself?" Yu Shui complained and picked up the garlic next to him and threw it over.

He Yuzhu stretched out his hand to catch it, taking a bite of the sour dumpling.

After eating, the boss called. He Yuzhu looked outside. Although it was only seven o'clock, it was pitch dark outside. He had no idea why the boss called him.

"Hey, Zhuzi, come to my house right now. I have someone to introduce to you. Right now."

"Row."

The two hung up the phone, and the big boss greeted them with a smile, looking at a guest who was sitting on the sofa in the office drinking tea. He was wearing a gray suit and had a slicked-back hair, but his young face showed an old look.

His name is Duanmu He, a southern friend of the leader. Although he is very young, he has known the leader for about ten years.

The three met at the big leader's house, and the big leader introduced the two of them to each other.

After being introduced, Duanmu He came to cooperate with the seasoning factory. The main reason was that he wanted to build a factory in the south and needed He Yuzhu's technical support.

"Then you should cooperate with Mr. Han in Shanghai. Why did you think of coming to Sijiu City to discuss with me?"

In response, Duanmu He gave a reply: "Director He, Mr. Han and Mr. Wang are only responsible for the market, and you are the core person in charge of the seasoning. What's the point of me going to Mr. Han and Mr. Wang? Why don't I come to Sijiu City to find you? How about it, are you willing to cooperate?"

He Yuzhu had an ugly expression. If he helped Duanmu He, wouldn't that be destroying his own job?

Duanmu He then explained: "Mr. Han and Mr. Wang can't swallow the southern market, let alone the national market. I came here to cooperate with you, not Mr. Han and Mr. Wang. You just need to provide me with technical support."

He Yuzhu smiled helplessly: "Isn't this a contradiction? Giving you technical support would not undermine the market planning of me, Mr. Han, Mr. Wang, and Mr. Zhao. For the two seasoning factories, I am the one who provides technical support."

The seasoning market is getting better and better now. Isn't He Yuzhu cutting off his own hands by doing this?

How could this be possible? Isn't it too unkind?

Duanmu He smiled lightly: "Director He, you are worrying too much. What I want is not your current seasoning formula, but your newly developed seasoning formula. I also believe that you have other seasoning formulas. The one I produce is different from yours. Can you accept this?"

"The products produced by the two companies are different, so Director He, you can rest assured."

He Yuzhu lit a cigarette, not knowing what to think, whether to agree or not. But after seeing the boss's expression, he just smiled. The boss also had a good relationship with Han Ye. Didn't he know that letting He Yuzhu do this was a bad thing?

After thinking for a moment, He Yuzhu asked the leader what to do now!

The big boss also gave a personal explanation: "Zhu Zi, building a factory to provide jobs and economy to the society is not a bad thing. Didn't Xiao He also say that he wants to produce different seasonings, which does not conflict with you and President Han. The domestic economy is not very good now, and most people are still unemployed."

"Boss, do you want me to have control over two spice factories?"

The big boss nodded and said, "This is not a bad thing for you. Xiao He and President Han both produce seasonings, but if you think of a way, it will be fine if they are roughly different. I believe you."