Siheyuan: I have a mental illness

Ye Fan didn't care about the predicament that Sha Zhu was facing. If it wasn't for Qin Huairu's sake, would Sha Zhu want to return to work at the steel mill? It was simply a foolish dream!

At dawn the next day, when it was still early, Ye Fan pushed his bicycle and walked side by side with Qin Huairu towards the steel mill. This was the first time Ye Fan went to work at the steel mill after the New Year.

Undoubtedly, the most important thing about this visit to the steel mill is to fulfill the promise he once made - to find a chef whose cooking skills are better than Sha Zhu's.

To this end, Ye Fan first came to where Li Huaide was and asked him to help arrange Sha Zhu to work in the workshop. Then, Ye Fan rushed back to the purchasing department and called the machine repair factory.

At this moment, in the office of Liu Feng, the director of the machine repair factory, Liu Feng, who was already troubled by various affairs and whose head was about to explode, fell into extreme anxiety after spending this New Year.

The reason is simple. The workers, who have been starving for a long time, have finally been looking forward to the New Year so that they can improve their food a little and fill their stomachs with oil.

However, within a few days, the little food in their stomachs was already consumed.

Faced with such a situation, Liu Feng was extremely worried! During this period of time, he had been running around like a headless fly, begging for help from many people, but in the end, he still got nothing and failed to obtain any supplies.

Just as Liu Feng was racking his brains and thinking hard, and was about to scratch his head into a bald head, the phone suddenly rang, like a flash of lightning across the night sky, instantly waking him up from his thoughts.

Liu Feng sighed, as if all the strength in his body was drained away with this sigh. He slowly reached out his hand, picked up the telephone receiver on the table, put it to his ear, and said in a slightly tired voice: "Hello, I'm Liu Feng from the machine repair factory. Who are you?"

A familiar yet unfamiliar voice came from the other end of the phone: "Hello, Director Liu, I am Ye Fan from the purchasing department of the steel rolling mill."

Hearing this name, Liu Feng's originally dull eyes suddenly lit up, like a candle being lit in the dark. Then, the expression on his face quickly changed from surprise to ecstasy, and his mouth opened so wide that an egg could almost fit in.

Who is Ye Fan? He was the hero who brought several large trucks of supplies to the steel mill a few years ago! These supplies were like timely help to the steel mill, which was in trouble at the time. Therefore, Ye Fan's name was well-known in the steel mill.

Liu Feng did not dare to neglect it at all. He quickly put on a flattering smile and said enthusiastically: "Oh, it turns out to be Section Chief Ye! I have heard of your name for a long time. Today I am fortunate to receive a call from you in person. I wonder what Section Chief Ye wants to call about? As long as it is within my ability, I will do my best!"

Ye Fan was naturally aware of the current predicament of the machine repair factory, so he did not intend to beat around the bush and said straight to the point: "Director Liu, to be honest, I called you this time to ask you for two workers from your factory."

After hearing what Ye Fan said, Liu Feng couldn't help but feel a little confused.

Want workers from his own factory? What does Ye Fan mean? Could it be that someone used a connection to find Ye Fan and wanted to transfer people to the steel mill in this way?

Thinking of this, Liu Feng frowned slightly, but still asked politely: "Oh? I wonder which two workers in our factory Chief Ye has taken a fancy to?"

Come to think of it, people go to higher places and water flows to lower places. If you can go to a steel mill, who would want to stay in this small machine repair shop?

Ye Fan smiled, his eyes flashing with confidence and calmness, and slowly said to Director Liu: "Director Liu, you can relax. I will never ask for your workers for nothing. I am willing to use ten chickens, two fat pigs and 500 kilograms of white flour as a condition for exchange."

When Liu Feng heard that Ye Fan was so generous and willing to give out such a large number of valuable items, he was so shocked that he couldn't calm down. His chest was heaving violently, and his breathing became more and more rapid, as if there was not enough air for him to breathe.

At this moment, Liu Feng's face instantly turned red like a cooked prawn, and there was even a layer of fine beads of sweat on his forehead. His lips trembled slightly, and he asked with a trembling voice: "I don't know... I don't know which two employees you want, Chief Ye?" While speaking, his hands were already tightly grasping the phone, and he secretly wondered in his heart which talented person in the factory could make Ye Fan willing to pay such a huge price in exchange.

In fact, even if Ye Fan was unwilling to give anything in exchange for the person, as long as he gave the order and forced the person, Liu Feng would not dare to be negligent and would definitely hand the person over obediently. After all, he only wanted to please Ye Fan, the person who could find the supplies.

However, at this moment, the surprise that Ye Fan gave to Liu Feng was so much beyond his original expectations that he was a little overwhelmed for a moment.

While Liu Feng was still immersed in astonishment and his mind was in a mess, Ye Fan did not give him too much time to think, but said directly: "The two people I need, one is called Nan Yi, and the other is Liang Ladi."

After hearing the name Ye Fan said, Liu Feng was stunned on the spot, standing there like a wooden chicken, motionless.

Because of his extreme shock, Liu Feng couldn't believe this fact: Ye Fan took out so many items, and all he wanted was just the two of them.

Although Nan Yi’s cooking skills are excellent, they are far from being good enough for Ye Fan to pay such a price in exchange!

As for Liang Ladi, there is no need to say more. She is just a widow whose husband died and she is struggling to raise four children alone. Such an identity and background is undoubtedly a heavy burden and encumbrance for the factory.

Liu Feng, full of suspicion, couldn't help but ask, "Chief Ye, are the two workers you need really Nan Yi and Liang Ladi?"

Ye Fan held the receiver of the phone, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a faint smile, and responded: "Yes, it's them."

Although Liu Feng was still full of doubts, he had no time to think about anything else. He quickly agreed: "Okay, Chief Ye! No problem! I will... No, after I hang up the phone, I will go to find them in person. I will tell them to pack their bags as soon as possible and report to the steel mill today. Is that okay with you?"

Ye Fan smiled again and said slowly: "Director Liu, there is no need to be so anxious. You can arrange for them to pack their personal belongings today. As for me, I will deliver the necessary materials to your machine repair shop tomorrow, and then take them away together."