"Oh..." Lin Yue smiled and said, "Do they all know?"
Qin Huairu always felt that his smile was weird, but she couldn't tell exactly what was weird.
"There are things they don't know, but...it's not yet time."
After Lin Yue said this, he picked up the photo frame hanging on the wall and turned around and walked outside: "This is of no use to you or Yi Zhonghai. I took it away and told Silly Zhu that if he still wants to If you break a few bones, go to the front yard and start trouble with me."
Qin Huairu looked at his retreating figure and gritted her teeth without making a sound.
…
September.
It’s another scorching sun day.
Liu Lan's life has been difficult since Li Changming came in. They used to have an affair, and thanks to the favor of the deputy director, she is more prestigious in the canteen than the director of the canteen. That is true, and no one dares to provoke her.
Now, although Shazhu didn't deliberately exclude her, the second chef, side dishes, and waiters took her less and less seriously, and even the dishwasher dared to shame her.
I just finished serving food to a few people in the third workshop, and I was teased about whether I had early menopause. There was no smile on my face.
It has been seven years, and every day is worse. Can she laugh?
“Stir-fried pork with green beans.”
A voice came from behind. Liu Lan turned around and saw Jia Gian, an apprentice who had been in the cafeteria for more than half a month, walking over with a pot of vegetables. He put it on the table in front of her and turned around without even looking at her. Just leave.
"Hey, I mean, you're new here, do you know the rules?"
It doesn't matter if the second chef, side dishes, and chef don't treat her well. After all, they are all old people in the cafeteria. How dare a newcomer be so unkind to her? Yes, he had a close relationship with Shazhu, but many people were gossiping behind his back, laughing at Shazhu who not only raised Qin Huairu's son for eight years, but also helped find a job, acting like a qualified father.
"don't know."
What is a stick stick? Movies are not allowed to be shown in the TV series, and he puts on a bad face when checking tickets. The leader of the street office asked him to sweep the streets and almost got into a fight with the team leader, but what about after he got the job of driving in a government agency? Have you had any conflicts with colleagues?
No.
To put it bluntly, it means using people to go forward and not using people to deal with rubbish behind. Perfect inheritance... No, it should be said that Perfect inherited Qin Huairu's characteristics of being full of calculations and eyes on benefits.
"Hey, have you two finished talking? Hurry up and get some food after you finish talking."
Upon hearing this, the two people stared at each other with big eyes and small eyes.
"It's you?"
The two said in unison.
Liu Lan never expected that after seven years, he would see the man who sent Li Changming to prison again.
What about the stick?
It was really an enemy who was extremely jealous when he met him. He tried his best to suppress his anger and forced himself not to look at him.
Lin Yue pointed to the newly served fried pork with beans and said: "One portion of fried pork with beans and two steamed buns."
"You weren't fired?"
Liu Lan took a spoon and pestled it into the vegetable basin, scooped up more than half a spoonful of vegetables, and casually made sarcastic remarks. She flicked her wrist in the middle, and the food in the spoon was missing by another three points. When it fell into the lunch box in Lin Yue's hand, it was only a small amount. A small group.
"Bring him two steamed buns."
Without waiting for Lin Yue to answer the above question, Liu Lan ordered Banggeng to get the staple food.
Unfortunately, she was ignored. Jia Zhiqing, who had high ambitions but low intentions, snorted coldly, turned around and left.
Liu Lan was so angry that she glared at his back, picked up two steamed buns with bamboo clips and slapped them into the lunch box: "Next one."
Lin Yue did not walk away immediately, but said meaningfully: "You can't control whether I am fired or not, but I know you are about to die."
Liu Lan looked at him with disdain: "Are you done? Don't block the way. Didn't you see that there are many people waiting behind you?"
A fitter, even if he has an eighth-level skill, is still an ordinary employee, and she doesn't take it seriously at all.
Lin Yue glanced behind him and without saying anything else, he left with his lunch box and walked to the table occupied by the cheap master, Old Xu, and sat down.
"Did you say something sarcastic about you?"
"Well……"
"Seven years ago, I don't know where the news came out, saying that you ran away with Ran's family, that you were a traitor, a bad element, and a disgrace to the factory. The bulletin board praised you for bringing glory to our factory in the National Fitter Skills Competition. The articles were torn up.”
This is a bad reputation.
Lin Yue said: "Liu Lan and Liu Guangtian's group probably did it."
Lao Xu gave him a "you know" smile.
In the afternoon, the guild organized a factory-wide staff meeting. After Liu Lan, Shazhu and others prepared the ingredients for the evening, they headed to the auditorium not far from the canteen.
It was still the same thing. When everyone arrived, the head of the publicity department made a simple opening statement and then handed over the right to speak to Director Kong.
"Today, I have two things to talk about. The first one is that a new era has arrived, and our steel rolling mill must also respond to the call of our superiors and deal with the past..."
Director Kong talked for almost half an hour before explaining the key point - gradually dismantling bloated departments that had nothing to do with the company's production, such as the inspection team, the human rights protection team, and the political propaganda team.
Liu Guangtian, who was sitting in the first row below, took a small notebook and listened and took notes. He pretended to listen carefully and was dumbfounded. His eyes were originally bulging outwards, but this time they became dumbbells.
Disband the PICC team?
What about him as the team leader?
Yu Haitang, who was sitting behind Liu Guangtian, was also caught off guard. Rumors had been spreading in the factory recently. Some people were gossiping behind their backs, saying that people like Liu Guangtian were already grasshoppers after the fall and would not have a good life in a few days. She was I didn't take it seriously, I didn't expect this day to come, and it came quickly.
Factory Director Kong didn't give the workers present much time to react. He picked up the cup and took a sip of water: "This second thing is about one person, that is Comrade Lin Yue of our factory. Last week, there was a riot in the district. He called and asked our factory assistant to check a license plate number. To be honest, I felt very uneasy when I heard it, because this car is in our factory, and I approved it for Comrade Lin Yue to go out on business, but I can't hide it. , I told the truth. Until three days ago, someone from the district came over with a certificate of award, and now I felt relieved."
Having said this, Factory Director Kong glanced around at the employees, stood up slowly, and said something more. After finishing his speech, he nodded to the head of the Propaganda Department. The man stood up and said, "Comrade Lin Yue, please come to the stage."
"It turned out to be him."
"It's been seven years, and this guy is really back..."
"I have already said that he definitely did not escape. It is not easy to kill Li Changqing."
"..."
Amidst the discussion, Lin Yue stepped onto the stage.
Director Kong awarded him the certificate, pinned a medal and a small red flower on his chest with his own hands, said a few words of encouragement, then changed his tone, looked back at the people in the audience and said: " Everyone, be quiet and listen to me."
The whispers below stopped, everyone fell silent and turned to look at the front desk.
"Comrade Lin Yue has outstandingly completed the tasks assigned by his superiors in the past seven years. Now he has returned to our steel rolling mill. After organization research and decision-making, and submission to superiors for approval, from today on, Comrade Lin Yue will serve as the chief of the production section of our factory. Everyone welcomes me with applause."
After a brief silence, as the heads of departments behind the table took the lead in applauding, there was a "wow" below.
However, no matter how warm the applause is, it cannot cover up some people's comments.
"It turns out he was on a mission. No wonder he was gone for seven years."
"How old is he this year? 29 or 30? He is the section chief at such a young age? And it is such an important department as the production department?"
"What's this? I heard that he was originally asked to be the deputy director in charge of technology. However, because he was too young and had no experience as a cadre, Director Kong was worried that he would not be able to convince the public, so he followed up with several deputy directors. The factory director discussed it and asked him to stay as the head of the production department for two years to make a transition."
"No wonder...the production department is He Fumin's territory. This is paving the way for him to climb up."
"I'm more curious about what kind of tasks can allow a fitter to earn enough merit to be promoted to deputy factory director."
"Don't ask if you don't know what you're supposed to know, or you'll get into trouble."
"..."
Listening to the discussions of people around him, Banggeng felt very uncomfortable. Why? Why did this person who was notorious in the courtyard become the leader?
He glanced at Silly Zhu and found that the face of the new canteen director was also dark.
In the past ten years, the highest-ranking people in the courtyard have been team leaders------Second Uncle, the leader of the picket team, and Liu Guangtian, the leader of the People's Insurance Team. Now Lin Yuecheng is the section chief, one level higher than the team leader. With departments such as the picket team, production team, and personal insurance team being banned, there is no doubt that the chief of the production section has become the real power in charge of production. You must know that the first The Third Rolling Steel Plant is a large factory with thousands of employees. If you include the family members of the employees, how many people can it influence?
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