The years of red flags

Chapter 4 Siheyuan

"Jiang Hua."

The strong young man picked up the phone again and shouted: "Section Chief, I've made it clear, my name is Jiang Hua, what, oh, let someone take it for you, okay, okay."

The strong young man put down the phone and said to the other guard: "San'er, you watch first, I'll take him to the section chief."

Follow the strong young man towards the factory, this guy still wants to talk to Jiang Hua, Jiang Hua is not a stupefied young man, talking nonsense without a word.

"Section Chief, someone brought it here for you." Standing at the door and knocking on the door, the strong young man shouted.

"come in."

Opening the door, the strong young man led Jiang Hua into the office. Han Jin was holding a newspaper and was trying to study the highest instructions when he saw Jiang Hua laughing.

"Hua Zi, why did I think of looking for your Uncle Han today?"

Han Jin put down the newspaper and said to the young man who led the way: "This is the child of my old leader. You can go back to your post. I will go to register myself later."

The system of the ministerial unit is strict, and Han Jin relied on his identity to let people bring Jiang Hua in, but he would have to register it later. This is an organizational process and cannot be sloppy.

"Okay, section chief, you are busy, I'll go back to my post first."

After the door was closed, Han Jin signaled Jiang Hua to sit on the sofa, and turned back to pour Jiang Hua a glass of water.

"Is there something wrong? Is the living expenses not enough?"

Said that Han Jin was about to take out his pocket, Jiang Hua put down the enamel tea mug to stop Han Jin.

"No, the living expenses are enough. Last month, Uncle Ma gave me 30 yuan and [-] catties of food stamps. I can't accept it."

"Hey, you know this guy in the horse bureau. I'm used to saying one thing and one thing. If you are allowed to take it, you must take it. If you don't let it, you will break your hand if you dare to take it. If he gives it to you, you take it. He will die with your father." friendship."

Han Jin sat back at his desk, opened the drawer, looked for it, took out some tickets and said: "Since the horse bureau gave you money and food coupons, then I will give you some non-staple food tickets, as well as cigarette and alcohol tickets, and you will grow up too." Yes, alcohol and tobacco are allowed, but in moderation."

Jiang Hua wanted to refuse, but Han Jin glared: "Well, you accept the high position and authority of the horse bureau, and you don't accept what I, the little section chief, give me. It's up to others to order."

Jiang Hua had no choice but to get the bill, and said with a smile: "How can it be, my uncle loves me, but I don't need so much."

"Take it, be prepared, and tell me what you need to do to find uncle today? If you can do it, you will do it on the spot. If you can't, you will try your best to do it."

Jiang Hua took out the drawings and spread them on the coffee table.

"Uncle, I designed a continuous crossbow myself, thinking about shooting some pheasants and hares or something like a tooth-beating sacrifice. Isn't this a steel rolling mill? See if you can help me do it."

Han Jin took a look at the blueprint and said with a smile: "I can't see it, the boy has a hand, this thing is no different from a gun, and it has a butt, but I don't know if it can be done, I will take it with me." Go to the workshop fitter and ask."

Along the way, people kept saying hello to Han Jin, looking at Jiang Hua curiously, but no one dared to ask Han Jin's majesty.

After entering the workshop, Han Jin found an old fitter and asked, "Master Yi, let's see if you can make this thing."

When Jiang Hua saw this fitter, he knew what was going on in this rolling mill. Isn't this the Red Star Rolling Mill that is full of love in the courtyard? Is it Yi Zhonghai?

Holding the blueprint, Yi Zhonghai didn't look at the data first, but praised: "Section Chief Han, you still have this skill. The blueprint looks professional at first glance. You can't draw such a neat blueprint after more than ten years of effort." .”

"How can I have this ability? I am good at carrying guns, and I am a layman at making guns. This is drawn by my nephew."

Yi Zhonghai looked at Jiang Hua. Jiang Hua was observing the machine tool right now. It was an old product with the word RB on the nameplate. It was left by the devils. Jiang Hua had never seen such obsolete products when he was in school.
Yi Zhonghai complimented him: "This child is stable at first glance, and with this skill, he must be a good technician after two years of training in the workshop."

"No way, he is only in his early 16 years old, and he is not going to be allowed to enter the factory. After a year or two, he will be sent to the army. His parents are martyrs, and he will be forged in the army."

"Martyr, honor."

Jiang Hua curled his lips and said, "Don't dare to speak of glory. If you are loyal to the country, you deserve to die."

In fact, Jiang Hua has very little impression of his parents. He lost his parents when he was nine years old. Coupled with Jiang Hua's seizure of the house in the 21st century, the impression of his parents is even more blurred.

Moreover, the words of the speech are also particular. At this time, the words should be paid attention to with the highest instructions. Jiang Hua quoted the article "Serving the People", which is also the highest instruction.

Han Jin patted Jiang Hua's head in empathy, but didn't speak.

Yi Zhonghai looked at the drawing in detail, pondered it carefully and said: "No problem, this thing is not complicated, and it can be completed in half a day. It just so happens that the factory is not busy now, so I will finish it for you before I get off work."

Han Jin said happily, "Then I would like to thank Master Yi, you have to spend some time, be more practical, how much the materials cost, and just report to me at that time."

Jiang Hua also said beside him, "Thank you, Mr. Yi."

Yi Zhonghai waved his hands indifferently, "Don't be polite, take care of the matter, you guys go ahead, I'll prepare the materials right away."

Han Jin took Jiang Hua out, and Jiang Hua said: "Then uncle, please be busy, I'm leaving first, and I'll come and get it before I get off work in the afternoon."

"What are you going to do? It's almost eleven o'clock. It's time for lunch. Come to Uncle, can I let you go on an empty stomach? If this gets out, it's not a joke for your uncles. "

Han Jin involuntarily lifted Jiang Hua and walked towards the back. When he entered the cafeteria, Han Jin shouted, "Zhu, are you stupid?"

"Hey, isn't this Section Chief Han? Why did you come to the cafeteria early before dinner time? You're breaking away from the masses."

A 30 years old, plump woman said jokingly, but Han Jin didn't take it seriously.

"Who is divorced from the masses, who doesn't know that I, Han Jin, have been working with the masses since the beginning of my work. Today my nephew came to see me, and you asked Shazhu to cook two hard dishes. I will treat my nephew well."

He poked his head out from the exit of the kitchen, and said jokingly, "That's right, who doesn't know that Section Chief Han likes to mingle with the masses the most. Last time the workers in Workshop No. [-] made trouble, Section Chief Han did it."

Han Jin pretended to be angry and said: "Don't use me to play cymbals, silly Zhu, you are the only one who needs my force to suppress it. Hurry up and cook, make two hard dishes, and pay the bill with me later."

Sha Zhu retracted his head, and replied loudly: "Section Chief Han, just watch it, I will show my skills today, and I will make sure that your nephew swallows his tongue deliciously."

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