Siheyuan: Since 51

It is human nature to be nostalgic.

Leaving the steel mill does not mean turning a blind eye to it.

Especially some people, not to mention they can't stop thinking about it, but they also can't let it go.

Zhou Liping knew Lin Zhiyuan's current position, but he didn't know what the Special Economic Bureau did specifically.

Hearing this, he took a puff of cigarette and asked with a casual smile.

"Why, you can still influence the steel mill now?"

Lin Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows and smiled: "That's hard to say."

"Okay, do whatever you want. It won't hurt me anyway, so you can do whatever you want."

After Zhou Liping finished speaking, he changed the subject and started talking about interesting things.

"The courtyard you used to live in is now very famous. Yi Zhonghai is a level 8 fitter, and Liu Haizhong is a level 7 blacksmith. Xu Fugui and his son are cadres, and He Daqing and his son have the final say in the canteen. Add to that your father-in-law's family and your aunt's family, wow, they are all talented..."

"By the way, Ping An is in such a bad situation. He had nothing to do, so he went to Jingshan to drink alone, and came home drunk, and ended up sleeping on the curb. Luckily, a passerby called the police, otherwise... Tsk tsk tsk, now Aunt Sun and his wife won't let me drink at all..."

……

Chatting, drinking and bragging.

Time flies.

Hold up the wine glass and the sun is shining brightly.

Put down your chopsticks, dusk falls.

As the afterglow faded, the two families said goodbye.

Lin Zhiyuan saw her out the door, glanced at Zhou Zhiruo, then glanced at Xiao Tongtong, feeling extremely envious.

"Zhiruo, Xiaotongtong, do you want to stay at your uncle's house for a few days?"

Zhou Zhiruo blinked her big eyes, tilted her head, and looked a little confused.

"Uncle, I want to, too, but you have to work and I have to go to school."

Little Tongtong poked her head out from Zhou Xiaomin's arms and laughed.

"Uncle, I still want to play with grandma."

……

The next day, in the morning.

After Lin Zhiyuan finished his work, he read the newspaper for a while and sat down on the sofa.

"Xiao Pan, please help me apply to transfer five comrades from the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill. They are Zhou Liping, Liang Zepeng, Sun Ping'an, He Yuzhu, and Xu Damao."

Pan Fei finished recording and asked, "Director Lin, how do you plan?"

"The organizational framework within the bureau has never been perfect. After all, we are a departmental unit, and the heads of various departments are in charge, so some of them can't keep up with the pace."

After setting the tone, Lin Zhiyuan arranged everything one by one.

"Establishing a logistics department, Zhou Liping as director, and the current section chief promoted to deputy director..."

"Establish an inspection department, with Liang Zepeng as the director, to conduct unified supervision of the factories below..."

"Establishing a security department, with Sun Pingan as director, and the current section chief promoted to deputy director..."

"He Yuzhu, the canteen director, is a regular officer."

"Xu Damao, I will be your deputy, a section chief, and you should also be promoted to deputy director."

……

After listening patiently, he saw Pan Fei was in a daze and couldn't help but ask with a smile, "What's the matter? Is there a problem?"

Pan Fei's heart was pounding. He was only 28 years old this year, and he had already taken a step into the position of deputy director. Wasn't that too crazy?

He swallowed secretly, looked up, and his voice trembled a little.

"Director Lin, most of our unit is young. Would it be inappropriate to promote so many people at once?"

"Nonsense, everything is for work."

Lin Zhiyuan couldn't help but chuckle as he spoke.

"Work hard, maybe it won't be long before your unit gets promoted. By then, you won't be able to keep up."

Pan Fei said no more and nodded vigorously, "Thank you Director Lin for your cultivation."

Lin Zhiyuan waved his hand and scolded with a smile: "Okay, stop talking nonsense and go get to work."

After Pan Fei left, he stood up, took a few steps, came to the old man's calligraphy, and muttered to himself.

Everyone has flaws. What do you think, old man?

Since the matter concerned his own future and involved many people in the department, Pan Fei naturally did not dare to delay. He wrote furiously and finished it by noon, and sent it to the gentleman's office.

When it comes to the documents from the Special Economic Bureau, Mr. is like the God of Wealth, and he will mention them all, no matter how big or small.

After reading it carefully, the gentleman couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly.

Zhiyuan, aren’t we old guys trustworthy?

Do you need to go to so much trouble to defile and protect yourself?

……

After a long while, he signed the approval document and looked up and said, "Xiao Zhao, go and handle it. Hurry up."

Zhao Maofeng took the document respectfully, and without asking any more questions, he nodded and said, "Okay, sir."

After being in a daze for a long time, the gentleman sighed, stood up and went straight to find the old man.

"Hey, aren't you busy today? You can't even go to the bathroom at this hour."

The old man joked and asked the gentleman to sit down.

"It's about Zhiyuan. Let me talk to you." The gentleman responded and sat down opposite the old man. "Today, I received a document from the Special Economics Bureau..."

The old man listened patiently and couldn't help but laugh.

"It's normal to be worried. Didn't we not have absolute trust in each other before? However, we should also give Zhiyuan some peace of mind. My suggestion is that you should go to his house tonight and give him a good beating."

The gentleman understood instantly, raised his eyebrows, and felt a little amused.

"Old man, it's inappropriate for me to be the bad guy, right?"

The old man took a puff of his cigarette and laughed heartily.

"What's wrong with that? I'll be a good idol, and you should work harder and strive to be an idol too. As the saying goes, the deeper the love, the more severe the criticism."

"Now that you mention it..."

The gentleman hesitated for a moment and said, "Okay, I'll take a walk tonight."

……

The rumor that the three companies, Mao Xiong, Gallic Chicken, and Da Biao, had reached a cooperation agreement with Rabbit was widely circulated, and Hao Deqing certainly knew about it.

I visited Chirvo many times to find out the details, but was always given perfunctory and evasive answers.

The relationship between the rabbit and the bear is related to the safety of North Korea and must be taken seriously.

The more he thought about it, the more confused he became. Finally, he could no longer hold back and took his translator with him to the Special Economics Bureau, hoping to find out the truth from Lin Zhiyuan.

As usual, they exchanged greetings, sat down, smoked cigarettes and served tea.

Lin Zhiyuan was slightly surprised. According to expectations, Chervo was full of ambition and should try to win over Hao Deqing, who should then follow suit.

Now, Hao Deqing comes to visit again. Is there something going on?

Thinking of this, Lin Zhiyuan asked with a smile.

"Representative Hao, I haven't seen you for a long time. I wonder what brings you here this time?"

Hao Deqing spoke slowly and without haste.

"Director Lin, it's nothing serious. I heard that Rabbit and Bear have reached a cooperation. I came here to find out if there is anything that North Korea can help with?"

Then, he added an irrelevant sentence, "After all, Da Piaoliang is not a pushover."

Lin Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows slightly, curled the corners of his lips, and laughed.

"We are cooperating with Da Piaoliang, but Mao Xiong is the one who is trying to mediate. For the sake of the camp, it is difficult for Rabbit to refuse. As for helping me, I will definitely not hesitate to help you if you need me later."

Hao Deqing was smiling but felt helpless in his heart.

It's all perfunctory and full of clichés. Can't you just be frank about how deep the cooperation between your two companies is?

Don’t you know how difficult it is for North Korea to be caught in the middle?

……

After a long time, he came to his senses, took out another set of prepared words, and tried again.

"Last year's snowstorm must have had a significant impact on Rabbit Grassland. I wonder if the Russians have provided any assistance?"

Then he chuckled and said, "If the Mao Bear is too busy to take care of it, the North Koreans are willing to lend a helping hand."