Rebirth 1962: The Beginning of the Angry Fan Qin Huairu

"Lao He, I've given you two months of sick leave, but if you don't find resting fun, just come back. No one can take your position anyway."

"Then I would like to thank Brother Li. By the way, I will send you the sick leave note later."

"Hey, those are just small matters. You can still deal with them when you come back from vacation."

"Then I'll trouble Brother Li for this period of time."

Li Huaide pretended to be unhappy and said, "Why are you still being polite to me? Come on, go back and have a rest."

He Yuzhu nodded and left Li Huaide's office very calmly.

On the other side, Yang Hongwei also soon learned about He Yuzhu's leave. When he heard Dong Zhichao say that He Yuzhu questioned the leadership, Yang Hongwei said a few fair words on the surface.

But as soon as Dong Zhichao left, Yang Hongwei slapped the table, because he didn't expect He Yuzhu to actually go against him, so he was both angry and a little regretful.

The news of He Yuzhu's leave was deliberately spread by Dong Zhichao, and it became a hot topic by the time get off work ended the next day.

What Dong Zhichao didn't expect was that He Yuzhu himself was behind the incident and fueled the flames.

As for the purpose of He Yuzhu doing this, it was very simple. He just wanted everyone to know that he was on vacation. Some people even thought that Director Yang wanted to discipline He Yuzhu.

So the news about the discord between the two people spread like wildfire in the factory, but only He Yuzhu's die-hard fans in the cafeteria knew that he was about to fight back.

Two days later, the courtyard

After Qin Huairu learned that He Yuzhu had asked for leave, she made an excuse to ask for leave and went home early. She thought that He Yuzhu was at his most vulnerable time.

If He Yuzhu could be taken down at this time, even if he is no longer the canteen director, he is still a third-level cook, and his position in the factory is simply unshakable.

Qin Huairu felt that she must seize this opportunity, even if something happened between her and him, she would have another way out in the future.

As for the old man Yi Zhonghai, Qin Huairu believed that he would definitely be willing to do this himself, because based on Sha Zhu's current condition, even if a little bit of food slipped out from between his fingers, it would be enough for them to eat and drink.

But what made Qin Huairu extremely depressed was that after she returned to the courtyard and observed for a long time, she found that He Yuzhu was not at home. She had no choice but to use her old skills as an old actor to do the laundry god's job.

He Yuzhu was having lunch with several staff members from the supply units at the moment, and these people had not stopped complaining since they entered the room.

"Old He, that Dong Zhichao is such a jerk. He actually asked me to wash the vegetables that were delivered to him in advance yesterday."

"It's almost the beginning of winter, what are we going to do after we finish washing the vegetables?"

A fat man next to him teased, "Old Bi, that's nothing." "Guess what this guy told me yesterday?"

"What did you say?"

"He told me that when we deliver pork to the factory next time, we need to cut the pork in advance, and also told us to bring two more sets of pork each time, otherwise the steel mill will not want our pork."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone at the scene, including He Yuzhu, laughed. He Yuzhu even suspected that this guy was mentally ill.

Does he really think that because the steel mill is so large, the surrounding supporting facilities must revolve around the steel mill?

At this time, another person said, "Starting tomorrow, our supply and marketing station will begin to reduce the food rations to the steel mill. There is no other way as supplies are in short supply at the end of the year."

"It's the same for our meat processing plant. Supplies are already in short supply at the end of the year, so the pork ration to the steel mill was reduced by half in December."

"By the way, Lao He, our Director Sun said that if you want to come to our meat processing plant, the position of deputy director of logistics is yours."

He Yuzhu declined politely, "Old Fu, I have to thank all of you guys for coming. Of course, please thank Director Sun for his kindness and tell him to come to him first when we have new dishes."

"But you know me. I have no interest in being an official. I really have to thank our Director Yang for giving me a holiday this time!"

Lao Bi asked in confusion: "It's not Lao He, why do you really not care?"

"Then let's make a deal. If you don't care, we'll teach Dong Zhichao a lesson."

Old Fu also said at this time: "Yes, Old He, if you really give up, we must deal with Dong Zhichao, otherwise he will really think of himself as a dish."

He Yuzhu picked up the wine glass and took a sip.

"Brothers, I'm on vacation now, so don't talk about work. Besides, I don't understand anything you're saying."

"But there's an old saying that goes, do your job, I won't care about anything else if you're not in the position."

"Hahaha~"

Old Fu gave a thumbs up and said, "Old He has a good temper. Let's go."

On the other hand, Dong Zhichao became more and more proud, especially when he was sure that He Yuzhu really didn't care about anything, Dong Zhichao simply overturned all the rules set by He Yuzhu.

At this moment, in a cafeteria meeting room, Dong Zhichao, wearing a blue Zhongshan suit and holding a pen, sat in the main seat, while Ma Hua and six other cafeteria monitors stood beside him.

Dong Zhichao looked at the few people with a serious face, but he was annoyed in his heart because of the deliverymen in the morning.

Just at this moment, Ma Hua coughed because of a sore throat, and Dong Zhichao seized the opportunity and slammed the table.

"Ma Hua, what do you mean, do you also have ideas about my work?"

"I'm telling you to stop bragging to me every day. Do you really think the cafeteria won't cook without you?"

Ma Hua was a little confused for a moment. He accidentally coughed because his throat hurt, so why was this guy babble so much?

But after realizing what was happening, Ma Hua directly retorted: "Dong, if you want to cause trouble for me, just say so directly, don't deliberately pick a fight with me here."

"By the way, are you okay? If you have nothing else, don't sit here with a pen and act like an official. I have work to do and don't have time to study with you."

Dong Zhichao pointed at Ma Hua and was about to scold him, but Ma Hua didn't even give him the chance and turned around and left the meeting room.

"Well, this really opened my eyes. I think that's because they've had too many good days and have lost their spirit of hard work. Instead, they've become arrogant and domineering."

The rest of the people looked at each other in bewilderment. Although they all hated this self-righteous guy, they did not have a master like He Yuzhu, so they simply remained silent.

Seeing that these people were relatively obedient, Dong Zhichao opened his notebook and began to speak: "I think it is necessary for us to hold an activity to recall the past and think of the present, otherwise some of us will become more and more presumptuous."

Jin Dafa was a little surprised when he heard it and asked, "What's the meaning of this activity of recalling the bitter past and thinking about the sweet past?"

Dong Zhichao nodded seriously and said, "Captain Jin, you asked a very good question. The so-called recalling the bitter past and thinking of the sweet past is to let them know that a good life is not easy to come by."

So for the next half hour or so, Dong Zhichao talked a lot, and finally came to the conclusion that in the future the meals did not have to be cooked so deliciously, as long as they were cooked and edible, it would be fine.

Now the canteen monitors were in a dilemma, because except for the second canteen, even if they did a good job, there were always people who found fault with the food and said it was not tasty.

If they deliberately made the food taste bad, those people would get angry and beat them to death.

So Sang Biao from the third canteen immediately retorted: "Why don't we discuss this matter with Deputy Director Li first, in case something goes wrong, it will be difficult to end it."

"Besides, the conditions are obviously good now, why do you still have to endure hardships?"

Unexpectedly, Dong Zhichao snorted disapprovingly: "Qiu Fengjiao (Sang Biao's real name), do you also want to be like Ma Hua?"

"Don't my words have any effect? ​​I'm telling you clearly today that from now on, I, Dong Zhichao, will be the boss of this cafeteria."

"He Yuzhu offended the leader before, and now he has stepped aside. If you know what's happening, you should cooperate with the work and stop being so self-righteous and thinking about unnecessary things all day long."

Sang Biao didn't say anything more after hearing this. He would retire in a few months anyway, so he could do whatever he wanted.

So under the leadership of Dong Zhichao, except for the second canteen, the other canteens began to prepare for this event.