Siheyuan: Qin Huairu relies on me

Twenty minutes later.

Yang Jianguo's face turned grim.

"Director Guo, where is Jia Dongxu?"

"He...he really went to the toilet." Guo Ping had sweat on his forehead.

"Okay, let's go find him in the bathroom."

Yang Jianguo walked towards the public toilet.

Guo Ping wiped his face and was about to follow, but was pulled back by Zhao Xiyan.

"Director Guo, the factory director is very angry now. The consequences are serious. If you know anything, it's best to tell us first..."

"Secretary Zhao, I can't do anything about it."

Guo Ping lowered his voice and said, "This Jia Dongxu is Yi Zhonghai's godson. Yi Zhonghai is an eighth-level worker... I'm still waiting for him to work in my workshop."

"Stupid."

Zhao Xiyan laughed and scolded, "You are an official, and he is a worker... So what if he is an eighth-level worker? If he doesn't listen, just let him go."

"Bullshit."

Guo Ping curled his lips and said, "Who do you think I am? Can I fire him if I want to?"

"Eh."

Zhao Xiyan said helplessly, "Since we can't fire him, then just scare him. You said he stole something... no matter if he did or not, he will definitely behave himself in the future."

"Well."

Guo Ping was stunned.

Yes, as long as it is a false accusation, no, it should be suspected that he stole something, so he won’t behave himself in the future?

Damn it, I've been controlled by him for so many years.

The two of them were chatting when they reached the public toilet.

At this time, Jia Dongxu was playing cards with several workers in a corner. Although he didn't shout loudly, he looked very excited.

Upon seeing this, Guo Ping's face changed drastically.

It's all over now.

"Xiao Zhao, go to the security department and call Chief Wang." Yang Jianguo said softly.

"Yes."

After Zhao Xiyan responded, he ran towards the entrance of the steel rolling mill.

But as soon as he reached the door, he was stopped by two security guards.

"Comrade, what's the matter?"

"Hello, comrade. I am Zhao Xiyan from the Propaganda Department. The factory director sent me to look for your Section Chief Wang."

Zhao Xiyan took out two cigarettes and handed them over.

"Okay, wait a minute."

Of the two security guards, one stayed behind to watch him while the other ran into the security room.

Less than ten seconds.

A burly man came out, stretched out his hand and said, "Hello, Secretary Zhao, I'm Wang Hu."

"You're too polite, Chief Wang."

Zhao Xiyan hurriedly said, "The factory director is still waiting in the public toilet. How about you send a few people over there first?"

"no problem."

Wang Hu turned his head and shouted, "Team One, follow me..."

Da da da!

Ten men ran over, holding 50 submachine guns, with serious expressions, looking very scary.

"There's no need to bring a gun..." Zhao Xiyan said embarrassedly.

"fine."

Wang Hu waved his hand and said, "We don't know what the situation is yet. If something happens, it will be easier to deal with it with a gun."

"That's it."

Zhao Xiyan sighed secretly in his heart.

I hope Jia Dongxu is okay.

Three minutes later.

A group of people ran to the public toilet.

"Director..."

"These people are gathering together to gamble, arrest them all." Yang Jianguo said in a deep voice.

"Yes."

Wang Hu responded and rushed over with his men.

"Fuck."

Someone shouted, and Jia Dongxu and others ran away.

Wang Hu jumped up and threw Jia Dongxu, who was running at the back, out with an over-the-shoulder throw.

"Ouch..."

Jia Dongxu cried out in pain and couldn't get up for a long time.

clap clap!

Wang Hu slapped him twice directly on the face.

"How the hell do you dare to run?"

"you……"

Jia Dongxu was about to curse, but when he saw a black gun pointed at his head, he was instantly scared to death.

"Useless stuff."

Wang Hu covered his nose and kicked him to the ground.

Less than a minute.

Everyone was captured and brought back.

"Interrogate them and find out which workshop they are from." Yang Jianguo said coldly.

"Yes."

After Wang Hu saluted, he immediately pulled the man to a corner.

Zhao Xiyan felt a toothache when he heard the slapping and wailing.

Two minutes later.

Wang Hu is back.

"Reporting to the factory director, three are from Workshop 1, five are from Workshop 2, and the rest are from Workshop 7..."

"Okay, okay, you guys are doing a good job."

Yang Jianguo pointed at Guo Ping and left angrily.

"Detain them all in the security department."

Wang Hu gave an order.

Jia Dongxu and others followed the security guard dejectedly. If they walked slower, they would be kicked.

Administration Building.

Zhao Xiyan stood at the door smoking, listening to Yang Jianguo banging the table and cursing inside, and couldn't help but smile bitterly and shook his head.

What is this thing called?

"Xiao Zhao, what's going on?" Li Weimin walked over.

"I don't know who reported Jia Dongxu from workshop 1. The factory director wanted to go and ask in person what was going on, but he ended up catching them gambling in a group." Zhao Xiyan said with a wry smile.

"Hey, I thought something big had happened." Li Weimin curled his lips and said, "Since they have money to gamble, let's just fine them a few months' salary..."

"Well, not expelling him?" Zhao Xiyan asked in surprise.

"It's not that easy to fire someone," Li Weimin said helplessly. "Even though I'm the deputy factory director, I have to have a legitimate reason to fire someone, and after the firing, I have to submit it to the department for review."

"So troublesome?" Zhao Xiyan asked in surprise.

He finally understood why Guo Ping couldn't do anything to Jia Dongxu. Now was the time for the workers and peasants to be in charge. You wanted to fire the workers? I'm afraid it wouldn't be that easy.

“It’s hard to be a cadre.”

Li Weimin patted him on the shoulder and walked into the office.

five minutes later.

All the factory leaders came out.

Only then did Zhao Xiyan slip into the office.

"Director, how do we deal with this?"

"The workers involved will be fined for three months, and all the directors will be demoted." Yang Jianguo said with a dull look, "Xiao Zhao, let your department head handle Xu Damao's case."

As he said that, he threw the letter of complaint to him.

"Eh."

Zhao Xiyan took the letter and hesitated for a moment before saying, "Director, don't take some things too seriously. Let alone a large factory with tens of thousands of people, even our small courtyard has bad people."

"Hahaha."

Yang Jianguo laughed and said, "You are quite good at comforting people. Go away and let your minister sort it out..."

"Yes."

After Zhao Xiyan saluted in an awkward manner, he took the equipment list on the table and ran away.

Yang Jianguo looked at his back and couldn't help touching his chin.

This guy knows the progress and can get things done, it's a pity that he is not the director of a radio station.

Propaganda Department.

Zhao Xiyan told Zhang Zhichen what happened today.

Zhang Zhichen was furious and immediately called Xu Damao to his office and scolded him severely.

Zhao Xiyan even opened the door specially so that everyone could appreciate Zhang Zhichen's art of cursing.

If he were asked to make a summary.

That is, Zhang Zhichen wanted to have relationships with all the female relatives in Xu Damao's family, even as far as his grandmother's generation.

After half an hour.

"Xiao Zhao, how did the factory director deal with Jia Dongxu..." Zhang Zhichen said in a deep voice.

"He was fined three months' salary..." Zhao Xiyan said in a low voice.

"Okay, then you will also be fined three months' salary." Zhang Zhichen glared at Xu Damao, whose eyes were red, and said, "If you dare to commit crimes again, I will send you to clean toilets, get out..."

"Eh."

Xu Damao fled in panic.

But before leaving, he glared at Zhao Xiyan fiercely, as if he wanted to dig out his heart and liver and eat it.