Love in the Siheyuan: Starting from Jia Dongxu

"Ah I?"

Jia Dongxu held the chopsticks and looked at Wang Tongming.

"Good, it's you." Wang Tongming nodded and looked at Zhang Haijian.

"Director Zhang, please coordinate your affairs. The follow-up will be handed over to Minister Jia."

Wang Tongming finished speaking, holding up his wine glass, "Come on, let's eat first, and then we'll have a meeting in the office!"

Seeing Wang Tongming's expression, Jia Dongxu had no choice but to nod in agreement. He had to nod because Zhang Haijian was already holding up his glass to clink with him.

Forget it. Regardless of whether I understand it or not, I will just ask the smelter for materials when the time comes. As for the production, it will be a piece of cake for the steel mill.

When Wang Tongming saw Jia Dongxu agreed, he smiled with a relieved heart. This kid is lucky, and he doesn't have to worry about the follow-up.

Haha, it’s nice to have someone taking care of things!

After they finished their meal, Wang Tongming took them to the meeting room. Jia Dongxu took some time to go back to the office, and when he saw Zhang Weimin had returned, he said, "Brother Zhang, you're finally back. Take a look at this, and we'll start working on it later!"

As he said this, he handed over the document he had written in the morning.

Zhang Weimin didn't even look at it. He took the signature and threw it back. "Do it yourself. Don't bother me!"

"What's wrong, Brother Zhang? Are you wronged?" Jia Dongxu said with a smile, "I thought I was the only one who was wronged!"

"What's wrong with you?" Zhang Weimin asked in confusion, "Who else has wronged you except me and the factory director?"

"Director, you said that the Ministry of Railways has special rail requirements, so leave it to me to take charge. I still have an application to write," said Jia Dongxu, picking up a pen and paper and starting to write.

"What application?" Zhang Weimin asked curiously.

"As for building a canteen, it's not enough now. We need to build one that can support 8000 people to eat. Then we can renovate the canteen here so that it can support the workers in the factory to eat."

"I plan to divide the meals into two groups and limit the meal time to 2 minutes, so that the construction expenses of the canteen can be reduced. The existing canteen can support 45 people after a slight renovation. What do you think?"

Jia Dongxu kept writing with the pen in his hand and talking.

"You write the plan first. By the way, give it to me for my signature!" Zhang Weimin stretched out his hand and asked Jia Dongxu to hand over the paper. He wrote "approval" and signed his name.

"No, Brother Zhang, you just signed like that. I haven't even finished writing."

Jia Dongxu continued writing on the letter paper and said speechlessly, "I just told you about this plan. If someone encounters it and asks you, you don't know what to do?"

"Well, you are responsible for this matter. I won't ask about it. I just want to cook now!" Zhang Weimin said worriedly, "Dongxu, I owe too much food to the outside world. Now the food is not enough!"

"Well, just hold on for a few more days until the spinach comes out. Also, let my second uncle and his family get some more bean sprouts. Can't our factory just bring some soybeans to the village?"

"If all else fails, I can ask my second uncle and his men to grind some tofu for me. That's also a plus!"

"Let's pay back the vegetables now. When winter comes, they will come to buy them. Then it won't be you who will be bothered. You may even make money from our logistics department!"

Jia Dongxu stopped writing and said.

"Okay, this is a good idea. We have to return the vegetables first! I will go buy some soybeans and ask the vegetable delivery driver to bring them over tomorrow morning!" After hearing this, Zhang Weimin stood up and rushed out.

When Jia Dongxu saw him leaving, he looked up and saw a figure coming towards him not far away, so he quickly picked up his pen and letter paper and went out.

It was so scary. Liu Lan was staring at the office not far away. If she was allowed in, wouldn't she be implicated?

No, I have to find a new office. I can’t stay in this office anymore. It’s scary. I might get into trouble.

"Go hide with the factory director and ask him for an office. Finish writing this application and show him this copy."

Jia Dongxu thought about it and came to Wang Tongming's office.

"Brother Wang, please quickly arrange an office for me in this building. I can't work here."

As he spoke, he handed over the application for establishing a publicity department, then sat down opposite him, picked up a pen and began to write.

Wang Tongming was taking a lunch break. When he saw Jia Dongxu coming over, he took the application handed over to him unhappily, looked at it carefully, nodded and wrote it down. At the same time, he proposed that Jia Dongxu serve as the section chief concurrently.

Seeing Jia Dongxu writing, Wang Tongming said, "Dongxu, do you really think this is your office?"

"There's nothing I can do. I've been targeted by female comrades. If I go in and the door is closed, will my innocence be gone?" Jia Dongxu said with a smile, wrote the last few words and handed them to Wang Tongming.

Wang Tongming took it and saw that Zhang Weimin had already signed. "Isn't Mr. Zhang too lazy?"

As he said this, he took a pen and wrote down his agreement, then put it away. These had to be submitted to the ministry for review and approval, and then the funds would be allocated.

"Dongxu, look at how relaxed Old Zhang is. I'm in need of an assistant, how about you come over?" Wang Tongming said, leaning back in his chair.

"Assistant factory director? That's a good relationship? It looks like he got a promotion!" Jia Dongxu said with a smile.

"You wish for it. If you get promoted again, the people below will point fingers at us and scold us. This is just a transfer at best!"

Wang Tongming smiled and said, "When the office next door is vacated, hang a sign for the factory director's assistant and you can use it!"

"What should we do with Brother Zhang?" Jia Dongxu asked.

"He has something to discuss with you, why don't you go to the logistics department yourself?" Wang Tongming said with a smile.

"You are my assistant now. Come with me to the department this afternoon." Wang Tongming said with a smile.

"Brother Wang, are we so fast?" Jia Dongxu said speechlessly.

"You need to deliver these documents to the department. From now on, this matter will be left to you. It's the job of delivering and picking up documents." Wang Tongming said with a smile.

"I will have a meeting with Director Zhang and his team later. I have called the director of Workshop 4. Their newly established forging workshop is just right for this job."

"Okay, I'll go there in a while." Jia Dongxu looked at Wang Tongming, "Brother Wang, is my office really next door? What if there is a deputy director in the future?"

"Why, do you feel pressured? We'll talk about it later, just work hard now!" Wang Tongming said, "There will be a lot of things to do in the factory in the future, so you can get some exercise."

"Uh, okay, Brother Wang."

Wang Tongming pushed the pile of documents in front of him and said, "Come, help me take a look. I'm tired of looking at this pile of documents."

Jia Dongxu took it and looked through it roughly. There were documents on production requirements, raw material supply applications, funding approvals, etc. It was really a headache to read them.