Siheyuan: Learning to be the sixth

The days slipped away inadvertently~

Watching more and more new employees gathering in Beijing, some from other provinces speaking different accents and asking questions at the factory gate, it can be seen that they are extremely yearning for this grand factory and can't wait to get down to work.

In order to check the quality of this group of workers, He Yuzhu gave a strict order to the security department that no one was allowed to reveal his identity. If anyone ruined his plan, he would just roll up his bedding and leave.

No one dares to disobey what He Yuzhu says now. Everyone is proud to be a steel mill worker, and no one wants to lose such a good job.

So He Yuzhu transformed himself into He Caigou and successfully blended in with these foreign prospective workers with a cigarette in hand.

"Comrade, where are you from?"

"Why are you asking this?"

"I'm a purchasing agent for the factory. I want to ask everyone where they are from in advance so that I can prepare ingredients according to everyone's tastes."

When the man saw that He Yuzhu was actually the factory's purchasing agent and came from western Sichuan, he suddenly felt that he had gone too far.

So he said in broken Mandarin: "Comrade, I'm sorry, I'm from Sichuan Province."

The conversation between the two people soon attracted the people around them, and at this time the customs and practices of different regions of the motherland were fully reflected.

A big, burly guy came over and said to He Yuzhu:

"My friend, I'm from Heilongjiang. Does the factory provide rice for me?"

Seeing that some of his old friends came forward, He Yuzhu simply gathered them together and treated it as a tea party.

"Comrades, please introduce yourselves first. Tell us your name and where you are from."

Let’s start with this comrade from Heilongjiang.

"Hello everyone, my name is Jiang Qilu, and I'm from Harbin, the Ice City of Space."

"Hello everyone, my name is Hu Jinqiu and I'm from Suzhou."

When He Yuzhu heard this, he was in agreement that it was indeed a major “bulk” province, as this had been passed down since ancient times.

"Hello everyone, my name is Li Dong from Fran."

Seeing that everyone looked confused, Li Dong thought to himself that my Mandarin is quite standard.

In order to ease the embarrassment, He Yuzhu took the initiative to say: "Comrade Li Dong said he is from Hunan, everyone warmly welcomes him."

Next one.

"Hello everyone, my family, Lu Jiaqi, is from Shandong Province."

As everyone introduced themselves one by one, He Yuzhu quickly integrated everyone into a temporary group, and everyone spoke freely and expressed their own pursuits.

He Yuzhu was afraid that he could not judge them correctly, so he asked Lao Liu to help check them. After confirming that these people were of good quality, He Yuzhu finally felt relieved.

He was afraid that some leaders or people with connections from other aspects would use their connections to randomly send people to the steel mill. This was not what He Yuzhu wanted to see.

After this investigation, He Yuzhu felt relieved. As long as most people are good, a small group of troublemakers will not cause much trouble.

Just when He Yuzhu was immersed in the novelty of "incognito visit".

As luck would have it, Lao Cao's convoy that was sending someone off also arrived.

The leader was thinking of driving the car directly into the steel mill, but he yawned and glanced at the rearview mirror inadvertently, and immediately he wasn't sleepy anymore.

"parking."

"crunch~"

The leader quickly got out of the car and ran to He Yuzhu, saluted and said:

"Director He, our 500 personnel have been brought here. Please give us your instructions."

The moment He Yuzhu saw the military vehicle, he knew he could no longer hide.

"Drive straight in, and someone will pick you up there."

"Yes, Director He."

For others, no matter what your rank is, as long as you come to report to the steel mill, you must park your car at the gate and walk into the factory. If you are not satisfied, go back to where you came from. The Red Star Steel Mill will not serve you.

Yesterday, the youngest son of a bureau chief refused to obey, so He Yuzhu gave him a good beating and sent him back.

This youngest son was the director's late-born son, and he was usually doted on. But this time was the first time that he had used his seven wolves. After beating the young man till his skin was torn, he personally drove the car and watched him walk step by step from home to the gate of the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill with his luggage on his back.

Even so, it was only after his father asked Minister Li for help that He Yuzhu reluctantly gave him another chance.

But Lao Cao’s people are different. They are heroes and deserve respect.

Now that his identity had been revealed, He Yuzhu shook hands and said goodbye to each of the people he had just chatted with.

Until his figure disappeared from the factory.

Jiang Qilu yelled: "Fuck, I know who that person was just now."

"who is it?"

Seeing that everyone's eyes were on him, Jiang Qilu did not hide anything.

So he recounted to everyone the resume of the factory leader that his uncle had told him.

In exchange for countless sentences: "Fuck."

If He Yuzhu knew this, he would definitely say: "Sprinkle some water~"

But he would definitely look at Jiang Qilu differently. Who says that people in Northeast China are straightforward? Jiang Qilu is very smart. He first showed that he had connections in the factory. Then he shared the news he knew with everyone. In addition, he looked very safe, so he soon became the center of this small group.

After settling Lao Cao's people here, I was thinking that the people from northern Shaanxi and Shandong Province should have arrived by now.

Tian Weiguo was the happiest these days. When He Yuzhu asked, he found out that Tian Yuecheng and his family decided to move to Beijing.

He Yuzhu also understood why Tian Weiguo was so happy. It was because his parents were gone, and his only uncle and aunt were the closest people to him.

He Yuzhu strongly supports the family culture that has been passed down in China for 5,000 years and is very humane.

The first people to arrive were people from Jijia Village. Everyone was very reserved when they arrived in the capital, and only started talking more when they saw He Yuzhu, an "acquaintance".

Then they started to unload things from the car. Although the things were not valuable, they were indeed the thoughts of the villagers. He Yuzhu was very happy. It felt good to be remembered by others.

"Brother Zhuzi, this is a letter from the old village chief."

He Yuzhu took the letter with both hands and decided to keep it and read it carefully when he got home.

He Yuzhu paid for the relatives from Jijia Village to have a meal at the third canteen out of his own pocket, and then drove without stopping to the train station with Tian Weiguo to pick them up.

The two of them hurried but were still a step too late. Tian Yuecheng's family was already waiting in front of the square.

Tian Weiguo looked at his uncle with tears in his eyes and ran over to shout, "Second uncle, here."

"Brother~, Tian Erni is the happiest."

Tian Erni skipped and ran straight towards He Yuzhu, leaving Tian Weiguo with his hands open and disheveled in the wind.

Fortunately, Tian Yuecheng was filled with emotion when he looked at his good nephew who had been "lost and found again".

"You have suffered a lot in Weiguo these years."

In order to prevent his tears from flowing, Tian Weiguo had to change the subject and said, "Uncle, let's go home first."