Me! The dark horse of the Siheyuan, my wife Chen Xueru

Yang Zhengcheng smiled: "Brother, let's drink. I'll toast you." "Brother, I should be the one toasting you."

"Hahaha, drink!" Yang Zhengcheng drank it all in one gulp, feeling particularly good. "Brother, I have a question."

"you say?"

"I have no experience in politics, so it may not be easy for me to be the section chief." Yang Zhengcheng said with a smile, "Others can't do it, but you can."

"What does this mean?"

"First of all, you have made a first-class contribution to the country, and you have done a great service to the public."

"Secondly, this is not just my idea. The senior leader also wants you to be the head of the security department. If you nod, he will strongly recommend you."

"Um!"

Yang Muzi nodded. The big leader was in the limelight at the moment, and what he said was more effective than anything else.

"In short, you don't need to worry about these things."

Yang Zhengcheng smiled and said, "The most important thing is personal ability. To tell you the truth, most people can't be the head of the security department." "Why?"

"It's very simple. There are many hidden talents in the security department. Many of them are meritorious people who have retired from the battlefield. These people have been on the battlefield and killed people. Can ordinary people subdue them?

If I can't subdue them, I won't be able to keep my position as section chief." "That makes sense!"

Yang Muzi nodded.

Yang Zhengcheng’s meaning was very clear, to be the section chief, one must have some fighting skills.

Must be able to calm down those veterans in the security department.

Yang Muzi can wipe out a group of enemy spies by himself, so there is no doubt about his military strength.

Yang Zhengcheng continued, "Of course, if you only know how to fight, you can't be a good section chief.

This is a civilian job. Everything must be done according to rules and laws. If a rough guy is involved, the security department will be in chaos."

"So, the head of the security department must be both civil and military, and you are the right person."

"Brother, please stop praising me." Yang Zhengcheng never doubted Yang Muzi's talent.

If Yang Muzi had not suggested that he engage in production, he probably would not have been able to take over the steel mill so smoothly.

In addition, Yang Muzi also played an indispensable role in helping the leader secure his position as Minister of Food.

Yang Muzi has a big picture, a broad perspective, and great wisdom, and is more than qualified to be a small security chief.

This kind of thing is not a joke, Yang Zhengcheng will not joke about it. If Yang Muzi is not capable, he will not consider it no matter how good their relationship is.

"How can I be a good head of the security department?" Yang Muzi asked.

Of course he understood the job responsibilities of the section chief, and what he meant by asking was if there was anything he needed to pay attention to.

Yang Zhengcheng said: "For major matters, follow the rules; for minor matters, it depends on your mood.

If the violation of laws and discipline is serious, what should be done according to the regulations?

Fights, family disputes, conflicts between co-workers and other trivial matters can all be mediated.

As long as things don’t go wrong and we don’t make political mistakes, it’s not a big deal if we make some minor mistakes or get caught with minor faults.”

"understood."

Yang Muzi smiled. According to him, the head of the security department still has some privileges.

For example, if two people are arguing, whoever he says is wrong is wrong, and whoever he says is right is right.

There is no need to be too strict about your own work style. For example, using your privileges to cook for yourself or take some supplies from the factory home is not a big deal.

In this way, the degree of freedom of this job is still very high. In addition, you don't have to worry too much about management.

People who work in the factory are all law-abiding people, unlike the thugs in society, and criminal incidents rarely occur.

Occasionally, there are minor incidents such as petty theft, fights, and quarrels among employees, but he has the final say.

What's more, there are dozens of people in the security department, so he doesn't have to do everything himself.

He leaves those small matters to his subordinates and is very good at being a hands-off boss.

"When will you take office?" "Next week.

The old leader of the Security Department has just left. Both the people above and those within the department are eyeing the position of section chief, so the competition is very fierce.

I'll keep it under control for you, and once the recommendation letter from the senior leader is submitted, everything will be fine."

"Okay, I understand, brother. It's getting late. I should go now."

"Oh, there is one more thing. From now on, you and I can no longer call each other brothers in this factory."

"I understand, Director Yang. Don't give people a chance to talk." "By the way, how can I contact you then?" "Uh... just let Tianci notify me."

Director Yang frowned and said, "This is too inconvenient. When you become a section chief, you will have more things to do. It will be troublesome to always find someone to pass on messages.

Then, I will apply for a phone for you." "That's great, thank you Director Yang." Yang Muzi waved his hand and left the office in style.

The message room at the guardhouse.

Seeing Yang Muzi coming from afar, Uncle Zhao was startled and quickly carried his bicycle out and waited for Yang Muzi at the door.

"Leader, you are leaving." "Yes!"

"Lao Zhao, is there any missing parts for my bicycle?" "Yo!"

Uncle Zhao flattered, "Look at what you said. Ever since you came into the factory, my eyes have never left the bicycle."

"Thank you for your hard work. Good job. Next time I come to the factory, you will be responsible for taking care of the bicycle for me."

"It is my honor to show the bicycle to the leader. Don't worry, I will complete the task."

"gone!"

Yang Muzi waved and rode away on his bicycle. "Have a nice day, leader."

When Yang Muzi was gone, Uncle Zhao was still waving at him. He was secretly delighted.

Originally, he thought he had offended Yang Muzi, but unexpectedly, because he was looking at the bicycle seriously, Yang Muzi not only did not find fault with him, but also praised him.

It is a great honor to be able to establish a relationship with Director Yang's younger brother.

After Yang Muzi left, Yang Zhengcheng immediately spread the word that the old chief of the security department was retiring and a new chief would be parachuted in.

This news caused a great stir in the factory. The appointment of a new head of the security department was no small matter.

Everyone knows that the head of the security department is on par with the deputy director and is the second-in-command of the steel rolling mill, second only to the chief and above everyone else.

"I heard that the Security Department is going to have a new chief."

"Oh, that's right. I wonder what the new section chief is like?" "I hope he has a better temper." "Does anyone know who the new section chief is?"

"Don't worry about who the new section chief is. Just be honest. A new official has to do a lot of things. If the new section chief finds something wrong with you, you're done for."

The employees in the factory were talking about it.

To them, the new chief of the security department is too high-ranking and impressive, and they cannot curry favor with him at all. They just hope that the new chief can have a better temper and not be as aggressive as the old one, so that their lives will be a little better.

"The head of the security department was parachuted in this time. Who could it be?" "Who would know someone who was parachuted in? I didn't expect the news to spread so quickly." "Why don't we ask the factory director who it is?" "You're asking for trouble."

"Director Wang, let's see if you still want to curry favor with that cripple." "The section chief has been parachuted in, so that cripple has no chance."

"No matter what, find out where the new section chief came from." The leaders of various departments were ready to curry favor with the new section chief. Security Department.

Snapped!

"The old section chief has retired. Why should a new section chief be parachuted in? The section chief should be selected from within our security department."

A middle-aged man in his thirties slammed the table angrily.

The middle-aged man's eyes were as sharp as knives, and there was a slanting scar between his eyebrows, which was scary to most people.

This man is called Scar, an old man from the Security Department. Not long after returning from the battlefield, he was assigned to the Security Department.

He is a very powerful soldier.

When we were fighting, we ran out of bullets, so we fought with bayonets and killed two enemies.

The scar between his eyebrows was left by that battle, which almost split his head in half.

After working in the steel rolling mill for more than ten years, he is still as powerful as ever.

Many people in the Security Department respect him and he is favored by the old section chief and is considered one of his most capable men.

Scar has a bad temper and the scar on his face is scary. In the eyes of ordinary employees, he is a nightmare.

Ordinary employees are more afraid of seeing Scar than seeing the old section chief.

After all, the old section chief is at most a bear, but Scar is different. If you make him angry, he will hit you.

Back then, there was a thief whose hand was broken by Scar because he stole an important part from the factory.

Because of this incident, Daoba became famous overnight, and the employees in the factory were even more terrified of him.

Not to mention ordinary employees, even leaders of other departments did not dare to challenge Scar and would avoid him when they met him.

But Scar is not a bad person, he just has a bad temper. After he said this, the people in the security department were in an uproar.

"Yes, Brother Dao is right. The Security Department is our brothers' security department. Why should outsiders manage us?"

"No matter who comes, I, Liuzi, will be the first to disagree."

"Humph, our security department is not open to anyone who wants to come. No matter who the new chief is, he must be punished."

All the people in the security department were not very happy with the new chief. Everyone was arguing, but there was a lame man who remained silent. Seeing him silent, Scar got anxious: "Brother Lame, say something." "Yes, Brother Lame, tell me how we deal with him." "Brother Lame, we all listen to you." Everyone looked at the lame man.

He frowned slightly and said, "What are you arguing about? This is the security department, not a bandit den."

The lame man's surname was Li, and he also came from the battlefield. People nicknamed him Lame Li, and behind his back people called him Dead Cripple.

I don't have a good impression of people in the security department, no matter which department they are from.

Because the security department will arrest people as soon as they go out. They are a group of people holding swords from above.

However, Lame Li was able to control this group of people. His prestige was higher than Scar's, and Scar obeyed his orders.

First of all, Lame Li is a bit sophisticated and better than these rough guys.

Secondly, Cripple Li has very high fighting power, and Scar can't last more than ten moves against him.

He has been practicing martial arts since he was young and has been baptized by the battlefield, so of course his fighting skills are very strong.

On the battlefield that year, in order to cover the retreat of his teammates, one person went to the enemy's rear to block the attack.

In that battle, he killed five enemies and was also injured. The enemy shot a hole in his heel, making him crippled.

After leaving the battlefield, he was awarded the second-class merit.

After that, the security department came. In the security department, all matters, big or small, were decided by Lame Li.

He was the second in command. After the old section chief retired, he took over the security department.

Many people in the factory said that he would become the new section chief, but there was no official announcement.

"Brother Lame, we are worried about you. Originally, you should be the section chief." Scar said indignantly.

Cripple Li smiled: "If you say it's mine, then it's mine. Did the old leader say so? Or did Section Chief Yang say so?"

Scar's face was filled with anxiety: "Brother Cripple, I am anxious for you, but you are not anxious at all."