Siheyuan: Starting from Saving Qin Huai Ru

Chapter 152 Coincidentally, You Also Write a Report

"Changed announcer? Sounds like a nice little girl?"

When the radio rang, Ma Hua looked at He Yuzhu in surprise.

He Yuzhu stretched out his hand and patted his head: "Concentrate and think about the dishes I taught you!"

"If you want a wife, find one quickly, so you won't have to focus on it all day!"

Ma Hua nodded, and hurriedly recalled the cooking tips taught by He Yuzhu carefully.

Thinking about it, I heard the voice of the radio again: "I am Yu Haitang, the announcer of the Red Star Rolling Mill. I will broadcast for everyone from today on."

"Master, her name is Yu Haitang!"

He Yuzhu slapped him on the back of the head speechlessly: I miss the dish you just learned!
It's really spring, and it's time for everything to recover.

This apprentice also wants to find a wife.

As for this location in Haitang, forget it, and no one can find her.

In the original book, she yelled the slogan, kicked her boyfriend as soon as she came out, and wandered between Shazhu and Xu Damao.

After coming out more than ten years later, he kicked her husband again, flirting with Sha Zhu, a married man.

This woman can really do it.

The kind of work that ordinary men can't do...

Although Ma Hua is also smart, if he wants to find someone as restless as Yu Haitang, he is asking for trouble.

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"Director Li, what's the matter with Section Chief Liu? Are you taking out your anger on me on the first day of work?"

Entering the office of deputy factory director Li, Xu Damao immediately started to complain.

Deputy Factory Manager Li looked surprised and raised his eyebrows: "What else is there?"

"I'll talk to him today, maybe it will be all right tomorrow."

Xu Damao was relieved now, and quickly smiled politely: "Okay, then I will trouble Director Li."

"These are all comrades, how can there be any trouble?"

Xu Damao went back to the Publicity Section, and saw Section Chief Liu come over with his nose and eyes vertical: "I haven't started writing yet!"

Xu Damao suddenly became a little anxious: "Section Chief, we have something to say, don't bring such things!"

"If you insist on letting me write it, that's fine, but you'd better ask Deputy Director Li first..."

"Don't ask!" Chief Liu stared, "You have to write to me whoever you ask!"

"Okay, I'll write it!" The county magistrate was better off taking care of it now, Xu Damao couldn't hold him back, so he gritted his teeth and took a pen to write reflection materials.

Inside the workshop, Factory Director Yang frowns and patrols around, calling Qin Huairu: "Qin Huairu, why did Master Yi Zhonghai ask for leave again on the first day of work?"

"Should we continue to do production work?"

"Has he been sick recently?"

"That's not true, that is, comrades from the police and the street office came to work in our courtyard before. Uncle Yi reasoned with them. After all, the comrades from the street office said that he was full of feudal thoughts and needed to go to the street office to receive ideological education. " Qin Huairu roughly said.

Factory Manager Yang said immediately after hearing the words: "It's outrageous! How could the employees of our Red Star Steel Rolling Plant be found to have ideological problems by the street office?"

Qin Huairu felt a little helpless: It seems that the production of the factory is inseparable from Yi Zhonghai, an eighth-level fitter, and Yi Zhonghai should be fine.

"What do our own related departments do?"

Director Yang said a word, and quickly left the workshop.

First he went to the political department, then Director Yang shook his head slightly - no way, Yi Zhonghai is an eighth-level fitter after all, that is, a little bit of feudal remnant problem, if you talk about it to the political department, it will not look good if it gets bigger.

He simply went to the Propaganda Section and called Section Chief Liu out.

Factory Manager Yang talked about Yi Zhonghai's situation, and said with a stern face.

"How do you carry out your publicity and education work? How can the comrades in the street office help us discover the ideological problems of our rolling mill workers?"

"Yes, Director Yang, we are not working well, please criticize us a lot!" Section Chief Liu Hong Honghong

"What's the use of criticism? We must correct it in the future!" Director Yang said, "Go to the street office, politely thank the comrades of the street office, thank them for helping us with our ideological work, and then bring Yi Zhonghai back!"

Section Chief Liu quickly straightened his back: "Yes, Director Yang, I will definitely do it!"

"Master Yi Zhonghai brought it back, let him go back to the workshop for production?"

"Production?" Factory Manager Yang shook his head. "If the matter was discovered by our rolling mill, it's okay to say that internal criticism and education are not very standard. Since it was discovered by comrades from other units, can we not deal with it seriously?"

"If you don't take it seriously, wouldn't it be a joke?"

"Ask how the comrades in the sub-district office carried out ideological reform. Your Propaganda Section will bring them back and give him double, so that he will realize his mistakes as soon as possible!"

"When will it be corrected, and when will I go to the workshop!"

"Yes, Director Yang!"

Chief Liu took the order and left.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Section Chief Liu led Yi Zhonghai to the propaganda department of the factory.

Yi Zhonghai thanked him again and again along the way, and said all the good words.

"It's better for our factory to be kind to comrades. The street office is doing ideological work, and it's just torturing me. I can almost recite what I wrote these days!"

"Section Chief Liu, I must thank you!"

"Thank you?" Chief Liu gave him a strange look, pointed to a table, and handed him paper and pen, "Let's write."

Yi Zhonghai was dumbfounded.

He took the paper and pen with trembling palms, and his voice trembled: "Still...still writing?"

"Aren't I going back to the factory?"

"Yes, you have returned to the factory, but what's the matter if the ideological education of the factory employees is robbed by others?" Section Chief Liu said with a sneer, "The understanding in the factory must be deeper!"

"Come on, Master Yi, it will be twice as many reports as you did in the street."

Also fucking twice as much as the street office?
If Yi Zhonghai hadn't been for Cheng Fushen, he might have cried "Wow" at this time, isn't this too strict?

"It's too little? You can add more if you think it's too little!"

"It's a lot, it's a lot, I'll write it now! I'll write it now!"

Yi Zhonghai scolded his mother in his heart, and sat down with a pen and paper to write the report.

Not long after, Section Chief Liu was heard roaring in the room outside: "Xu Damao, what did you write!"

"Get out of there and rewrite in the room!"

"If you don't recognize your own mistakes, don't try to finish the calculation today!"

There was a sound of footsteps, and Xu Damao walked in holding a pen and paper, angrily saying, "Grandma!"

"You wait!"

When he raised his eyes, Yi Zhonghai was writing furiously, and Xu Damao was delighted: "Oh, sir, why did you come here for ideological reform?"

"Not doing it on the street anymore?"

Yi Zhonghai rolled his eyes: "Didn't you come too?"

When Xu Damao heard this, he cursed immediately: "You said that this surname is Liu, is he a thing?"

"Damn it, dogs see people as inferior!"

"By tomorrow, he will know he was wrong!"

"Grandma's!"

Cursing, but also helpless, in the end, I can only lie on the other side of the table and start writing inspections and thought reports.

This writing was in the evening, and everyone else was off work. Section Chief Liu read what Xu Damao and Yi Zhonghai wrote, and shook his head: "I don't know much about it, so I will rewrite it tomorrow."

Yi Zhonghai's people have long been numb - I knew it would be like this!
If I have a fucking chance, I will stop talking too much and try to reason with the police comrades!
Facing Section Chief Liu's back, Xu Damao sneered and sneered: "Tomorrow? You will know tomorrow, I don't need to rewrite it!"

Say hello to Yi Zhonghai: "Uncle Yi, if you continue to write tomorrow, I won't accompany you, hahahahaha!"

Yi Zhonghai snorted coldly and ignored this villain.

Early the next morning, Yi Zhonghai came to the Office of the Propaganda Section to start a day of writing materials.

Not long after, Xu Damao was sent in by Section Chief Liu with a look of doubt on his life.

"Keep writing!"

Yi Zhonghai was delighted all of a sudden: "It's such a coincidence, it's here again?"

Xu Damao sat down and scratched his head with both hands: This shouldn't be the fucking thing?What went wrong?

(End of this chapter)