Siheyuan: Learning to be the sixth

After returning to the cafeteria, He Yuzhu quickly packed his belongings, locked the office door, went to the bicycle shed, pushed his bicycle to the steel mill entrance.

Yang Xian, who received the invitation from He Yuzhu, started bragging enthusiastically.

"Everyone, put down your tools, leave work early today, and continue working tomorrow."

After a tiring day, the crowd rarely saw the serious Yang Xian so happy.

The brave one couldn't help but ask: "Chief, what are you so happy about? Could it be that my sister-in-law is pregnant with Xiao Si?"

After saying that, everyone laughed.

"Get lost, Er Gouzi. Director He from the Third Canteen invited me to dinner tonight, so I'm leaving first."

"By the way, Er Gouzi, when you go home later, don't forget to tell your sister-in-law that I'll be home late tonight."

Everyone looked at each other and watched Yang Xian walk away.

Er Gouzi slapped his thigh and said, "Ordinary people can't taste Director He's cooking skills. I really envy the section chief."

It stands to reason that the Automobile Management Office offers much better treatment than an ordinary workshop, but in this era, every family has a large population and life pressure is high, so everyone can barely make ends meet.

Therefore, being able to have a stir-fried meal is a special luxury, which explains why everyone is so envious and drooling.

The camera turned and the two people who met at the door rode their bicycles leisurely towards the courtyard.

As soon as he entered the front yard, He Yuzhu said loudly: "Xiao'e, there are guests at home."

Yang Xian didn't expect He Yuzhu to respect him so much, and he was somewhat touched in his heart.

Lou Xiaoe, who came out upon hearing the noise, looked at Yang Xian whom he met for the first time and asked with a smile:

"Zhu Zi, who is this?"

"Xiao'e, this is Yang Xian, the head of the Automobile Management Department of the factory, and also my driving master." He Yuzhu introduced very seriously.

"Chief Yang, I'm Lou Xiaoe, welcome to my home and have some tea."

"Ms. Lou, it was Director Lou who assigned me to the Automobile Management Department. Your family is still my benefactor. There's no need to be so polite."

Yang Xian was very humble and respectful to Lou Xiaoe, which made He Yuzhu more convinced of his character.

With the relationship with Lou's father, everyone soon became familiar with each other.

Yi Zhonghai, who was able to have dinner with the section chief, was all smiles, and his status was at its highest.

Think about yourself as a level seven worker, and now you have to accompany your leader every day, and then think about Liu Haizhong.

Screw that uncle, I’m living such a great life.

Once people are in a good mood, they can perform well. So Bu Yi Zhonghai started to toast with Yang Xian, and they drank a lot.

As He Yuzhu brought the last dish to the table, he consciously asked for two more glasses of wine, and then started drinking with Yang Xian.

Under the influence of alcohol, Yang Xian patted He Yuzhu on the shoulder and said:

"Zhu Zi, I know you are planning to take the car in the factory. To be honest, there is a small car in the warehouse that is not in use."

"Brother Yang, isn't there always a shortage of cars in our factory? Why is there still one idle?" He Yuzhu asked in confusion.

"Brother, strictly speaking it can't be called a car. It was made by splicing two cars together after the Northern Dynasty was bombed. That's why it's ugly. No leader would be willing to sit in it."

After Yang Xian finished speaking, he shook his head helplessly. As a car lover, he seemed to feel sad that this meritorious vehicle was covered in dust.

He thought that the only person who could make "it" come out was Deputy Director He, the hottest star in the steel rolling mill.

He Yuzhu drank a cup of tea silently to hide his inner thoughts. If he followed what Yang Xian said, this would be a good opportunity for him.

"Brother Yang, thank you for your information. I will read it out whether it works or not."

As the old saying goes: "When drinking with a good friend, a thousand cups are not enough."

Everyone drank a lot tonight, and Yang Xian was staggering when he left. Fortunately, Yang Xian's home was not far away.

Only then did He Yuzhu feel relieved to send him to the gate of the courtyard and watched him walk away.

After stamping his feet to sober himself up for a while, He Yuzhu walked while thinking about how to get the car.

The only one who can make the decision is Yang Weimin. It seems that I have to go to the factory director tomorrow to show my presence.

"..."

Early in the morning, after the routine meeting, He Yuzhu went straight to the office building without returning to his office.

When he came to the second floor, he found it was rare that there was no one in front of the factory director's office today. It was so quiet that He Yuzhu was a little uncomfortable.

From a distance, he said to Secretary Song who was standing there blankly: "Brother Song, is the factory director busy now?"

Secretary Song shook his head gently. "I'm not busy. If you have anything to say, just go in."

He Yuzhu didn't act pretentiously. He knocked on the door and went in.

"Uncle Yang, I'm here to ask you for help."

Yang Weimin was also very curious about what could make He Yuzhu open his mouth on his own initiative.

"Zhu Zi, tell me what's the matter?" Yang Weimin asked, putting down the pen in his hand.

"Uncle Yang, I'm thinking of going to the countryside to purchase supplies for the factory, but riding a bicycle is not very convenient."

What’s the point of playing Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio when these are all foxes? Yang Weimin muttered to himself.

"Zhu Zi, how about I lend you my car and driver for a while?" Yang Weimin said jokingly.

"Uh... Uncle Yang, I can drive."

"Oh~"

Yang Weimin was also surprised by He Yuzhu's sudden development of driving skills.

"Come on, go downstairs and drive me around so I can take a look."

He Yuzhu knew that Yang Weimin was worried that his skills were not good enough and he would be unsafe on the road.

"Concern is concern, this old man is quite arrogant."

"Zhu Zi, what are you mumbling about in the back?"

"I'm not mumbling anything, Uncle Yang, I'm just praising you for being handsome."

I am so smart, He Yuzhu thought with a smile.

Although Yang Weimin didn't really believe that He Yuzhu would praise him, he just thought it was a compliment. It sounded nice, didn't it? Haha.

"Xiao Cao, come down first and let Zhuzi try."

Xiao Cao was tactful enough to give up the driving seat, but he looked embarrassed.

It was as if he was saying: "You are such a big boss, and you still want to steal my driver's job."

He Yuzhu was not in a position to explain at the moment and could only give Xiao Cao his most sincere smile.

He Yuzhu got in the car and took a quick look at the place.

Yang Weimin didn't know where he got the courage from, but he trusted He Yuzhu and just sat in the passenger seat.

Secretary Song and Xiao Cao were so worried that they were numb. They could only pray silently in their hearts that nothing would happen.

Fortunately, apart from being a little unfamiliar with the steering at the beginning, He Yuzhu's subsequent operations were relatively smooth. The only problem was that the steering wheel was too heavy, and was far from as comfortable as those in later generations.

The scheming boy He Yuzhu glanced at Yang Weimin out of the corner of his eye and saw a satisfied expression on his face, so he quietly changed direction and headed straight for the vehicle management office.

Yang Xian, who was organizing people to take a break and brag, had just made the preparations and was about to brag.

I found that everyone was suddenly busy, and I also heard what seemed to be the factory director's car coming.