Siheyuan: I, an ordinary resident, the king of chefs

Zhang Liang and Liu Haizhong smiled at each other, they knew that all their efforts were not in vain.

The next day, Zhang Liang returned to the factory and the factory director called him to his office. He said with a smile on his face: "Zhang Liang, you performed very well in the art competition. The factory has decided to give you a bigger opportunity."

Zhang Liang was a little surprised: "What opportunity?"

The factory manager handed him a document and said, "This is a spot for a senior management training class. The factory has decided to send you to attend. You must not only make breakthroughs in technology, but also improve yourself in management."

Zhang Liang took the document, feeling both excited and a little stressed: "Director, I will cherish this opportunity."

The factory manager nodded: "We believe in you, you can do it."

"Zhang Liang, you really have to show off your skills this time."

The deaf old lady also encouraged him: "Young man, study hard and come back to teach us."

Zhang Liang said gratefully: "Thank you everyone, I will definitely work hard."

With the start of the training course, Zhang Liang spent every day busy. He not only had to learn new management knowledge, but also applied what he learned to actual work. He knew that the responsibilities on his shoulders were getting heavier and heavier, but he never backed down and always maintained a positive attitude.

Zhang Liang won a lot of applause with his clear voice and soulful singing at the art competition. He walked off the stage with a smile on his face, and suddenly heard a familiar voice.

"Zhang Liang! Is it really you?"

Zhang Liang turned around and saw a tall and thin man with a look of intimacy between his eyebrows. He was stunned for a moment, looked at the face carefully, and immediately exclaimed: "Xiao Wen! Why are you here?"

The man was Zhang Liang's elementary school classmate ten years ago, Wen Jianjun. The two hit it off immediately and hugged each other warmly.

"Why am I here? You, hey, I haven't seen you for so many years, where have you been?" Wen Jianjun asked with a smile.

Zhang Liang said excitedly: "I have been living in the courtyard, and later I joined this steel mill. I never thought I would meet you here!"

Wen Jianjun nodded: "Me too, I was transferred from the south to work in this factory a few years ago, and I never had the chance to meet you. I didn't expect to see you singing on the stage today, and then I realized you were here too."

The two sat down and began to talk about their experiences over the years. Zhang Liang talked about his hard work since joining the factory and his recent achievements, while Wen Jianjun talked about his experience working in the south and the reason for his transfer to the steel rolling mill. The two chatted excitedly, as if they had returned to their school days ten years ago.

"Zhang Liang, you are a famous figure in the factory now. I heard that you have been nominated as deputy factory director. That's amazing." Wen Jianjun exclaimed.

Zhang Liang smiled and said, "It's not as great as you say. I'm just lucky. But how about you? How have you been these years?"

Wen Jianjun sighed: "It's OK. I worked hard in the south for a few years and learned a lot, but I felt it was too far away from home, so I applied to be transferred back. Although the work here is stable, there are no special development opportunities."

Zhang Liang felt a little sympathy after hearing this: "Xiao Wen, why don't you come to our department? Let's work together, maybe we can have better development."

Wen Jianjun's eyes lit up: "Really? Are you telling the truth?"

Zhang Liang nodded solemnly: "Of course it's true. Our department is short of staff. You have experience and we are old classmates. I will definitely recommend you to the factory director."

Wen Jianjun excitedly shook Zhang Liang's hand and said, "Thank you, Zhang Liang. I didn't expect that after not seeing you for so many years, you are still so loyal."

Zhang Liang smiled and said, "We are old classmates, so it should be the norm."

In the next few days, Zhang Liang was busy preparing for Wen Jianjun's transfer. He found the factory director, introduced Wen Jianjun's situation in detail, and strongly recommended him to join his department. After listening, the factory director also expressed his approval and quickly approved Wen Jianjun's transfer application.

Wen Jianjun was officially transferred to Zhang Liang's department, and the two worked together in perfect harmony. In the work, Wen Jianjun demonstrated excellent technical and management skills, which was recognized by everyone. Zhang Liang was also pleased because it was a rare fate to be able to work with an old classmate.

One night, Zhang Liang and Wen Jianjun were chatting in the yard. Bang Geng ran over and said excitedly, "Brother, Xiao Wen, there's a movie showing in our yard tonight. Let's go and watch it together!"

Zhang Liang smiled and asked, "What movie is playing?"

Bang Geng said excitedly: "It's Shaolin Temple! The adults and children in the hospital are all looking forward to it!"

Wen Jianjun also seemed very interested after hearing this: "I haven't watched a movie for a long time, Zhang Liang, let's go together."

Zhang Liang nodded: "Okay, let's go together."

An old movie projector had already been set up in the yard, and the neighbors had brought their stools and were waiting for the movie to start. Qin Huairu brought a few plates of melon seeds and peanuts and invited everyone to eat together. Zhang Liang and Wen Jianjun sat in the front row and watched the movie with everyone.

The movie started, and everyone's attention was attracted by the wonderful fighting scenes. Zhang Liang looked at the screen, thinking about the time when he watched movies with Wen Jianjun when he was a child, and couldn't help but sigh that time flies.

After the movie ended, everyone discussed the plot and the yard was filled with laughter. Zhang Liang and Wen Jianjun stood aside, watching all this, their hearts filled with warmth and satisfaction.

"Zhang Liang, it's great to be able to work and live here with you." Wen Jianjun exclaimed.

Zhang Liang nodded: "Yes, it is really satisfying to have such a life."

A few days later, the factory held a general meeting, and the factory director announced an important decision: "After discussion and research by the factory leadership team, it has been decided to promote Comrade Zhang Liang to the position of deputy factory director. We hope that he will continue to carry forward his excellent work style in his new position and lead everyone to achieve greater results."

The whole audience burst into applause. Zhang Liang stood up and bowed to everyone: "Thank you for your trust. I will do my best and live up to your expectations."

After the meeting, Wen Jianjun came over and said with a smile: "Congratulations, Zhang Liang. You finally realized your dream."

Zhang Liang smiled and said, "This is just the beginning. There is still a lot of work to be done."

Wen Jianjun nodded: "Yes, but I believe you can do it well."

The next day, Zhang Liang started his new job. He not only had to manage production, but also coordinate the relationship between various departments. Wen Jianjun was his right-hand man. The two worked well together and the work went smoothly. Zhang Liang found that management work requires not only technology, but also wisdom and patience.

One evening, Zhang Liang and Wen Jianjun were working overtime in the office. Zhang Liang asked, "Xiao Wen, what do you think should be our next priority?"

Wen Jianjun thought for a moment and said, "I think we should strengthen the automation of the production line and improve production efficiency. Currently, many processes are still done manually, which is not only inefficient but also difficult to ensure quality."

Zhang Liang nodded: "You are right, I have the same idea. We can introduce some advanced equipment and train workers to let them master new technologies."

Wen Jianjun agreed: "Yes, this will not only improve production efficiency, but also reduce the labor intensity of workers and improve product quality."

Zhang Liang smiled and said, "Okay, let's start from this direction. Tomorrow we will talk to the factory director and try to get more support."

The next day, Zhang Liang and Wen Jianjun went to the factory director and reported their ideas and plans in detail. The factory director was very appreciative and said, "Your ideas are very good. The factory needs such innovation. I will do my best to support you and implement the plan."

With the support of the factory director, Zhang Liang and Wen Jianjun quickly started their work. They first investigated the market, selected a batch of advanced equipment, and then organized workers for training. In the process, they encountered many difficulties, but the two encouraged each other and persevered.

A few months later, the new production line was finally put into use. The production efficiency was significantly improved, and the product quality was also greatly improved. The efforts of Zhang Liang and Wen Jianjun were recognized by the whole factory.

One night, Zhang Liang and Wen Jianjun sat in the yard, drinking tea and talking about future development. Wen Jianjun said with emotion: "Zhang Liang, you know what? These years of hard work have given me hope."

Zhang Liang smiled and said, "Yes, as long as we persevere, there will be a better future."

Wen Jianjun nodded: "I am so lucky to have a friend and colleague like you."

Zhang Liang patted him on the shoulder and said, "We are brothers, let's work together."

Late at night, Zhang Liang and Wen Jianjun sat in the yard for a long time and talked a lot. They knew that the road ahead was still long, but as long as there was hope in their hearts, they would be able to overcome all difficulties and welcome a better tomorrow.

The next morning, Zhang Liang plunged into his busy work again.

Zhang Liang stood in a corner of the factory, looking at the group of disabled workers. His eyes were moist, and his heart was overwhelmed by a complex emotion. He never thought that these people, who might be considered "weak" in the eyes of ordinary people, would show such strong vitality and love for work.

One evening, when Zhang Liang was inspecting the factory, he saw a group of workers gathered together, seemingly doing something. He walked over curiously and saw several disabled workers rehearsing a song. The melody of the song was simple, but full of passion and power. Some of the workers had lost their arms, and some had disabled legs, but their faces were filled with bright smiles.

Zhang Liang walked up and greeted them, "Hello everyone, what are you rehearsing?"

Li Ming, one of the workers who lost both arms, smiled and said, "Deputy Director Zhang Liang, we are rehearsing a song to be performed at the factory anniversary party next month."

Zhang Liang asked in surprise: "You are going to perform on stage? Great! Can I listen to your songs?"

Another worker, Zhang Qiang, nodded: "Of course, we are just short of an audience!"