Ordinary life starting from a courtyard

Chapter 122 121: It's really you!

On the way back, Zhou Wenliang's legs were weak, and he twisted and turned a few times while pedaling the bicycle.

However, Zhou Wenliang was in a good mood, at least he met someone with real skills.

People are afraid of being serious. If you are serious, you can accomplish anything.

Zhou Wenliang is serious. Every day before dawn, he gets up and runs on time, and stays up late. First, he ran in Beihai Park, one lap, two laps, and three laps. He was exhausted and out of breath. , half an hour.

I didn't have time to eat when I got home, so I hurriedly rode away after washing up.

Zhou's mother was feeding the chickens in the yard. Seeing the recent changes in her son, he refused to eat and couldn't even shout. Zhou's mother shook her head, took the dustpan, and went back to the house to ask Zhou Wenwen: "What's going on with your brother recently? Did he have trouble with the rain?"

"No, the two of them are very nice. Sister Yushui keeps him close in everything, so how could there be any quarrels?"

Zhou's mother muttered wonderingly: "That's weird. I used to sleep and couldn't even cry out. Now I get up for a run at five o'clock. Isn't this stimulated? This is bewitched!"

If Zhou Wenliang heard this, his eyes would drop and he would smile wryly.

The recent abnormal behavior made Zhou's mother uncomfortable, but after a while, she got used to it.

When Zhou Wenliang came to the rolling mill, he went to the office first to walk around, at least to let everyone know that he was here, so that when the director came to see him, he would fuck up if he didn't come.

I had just chatted with Sister Hu in the office, and I was going to the cafeteria for breakfast when I saw an unexpected person.

"Xu Damao!"

It was Xu Damao who was walking towards him!

Seeing that Zhou Wenliang was surprised to see himself, Xu Damao waved his hands excitedly, and walked over at a pace that no relatives recognized.

"Liangzi, are you surprised to see me? Man, I'm back." Xu Damao walked over with a smile on his face.

Zhou Wenliang asked in surprise, "Are you working as a projectionist again?"

"That's right, I'm going back to the screening room, Ryoko, we'll have dinner in the same tank again from now on."

Zhou Wenliang was very curious. Seeing Xu Damao excited like a monkey, he asked, "What's going on, can you tell me?"

Xu Damao paused, looked left and right, and made up his mind.

"Let me tell you, the leader saw that I have performed very well recently. I have worked hard in the library and never made a mistake. In order to praise me, I was transferred back again."

Zhou Wenliang: "Are you coughing at me here? Are you serious about your work? Do you know how many books you lost in the library when you slept every day at work?
Also praise you! "

When Xu Damao first went to the library, he was disheartened and couldn’t get up to do anything. When he went to the library in the morning, he would sleep on the table, otherwise he would lose sight of people and didn’t know what to do. Projectionist certificate, I took the test once, but I haven't passed the test. To be honest, there is no way.

Xu Damao wanted to die at that time, he was so bald and useless, someone in the library went to borrow books, but Xu Damao couldn't be seen, and he couldn't find the book even if he signed it.

How many books were lost in the library? You can tell by looking at the bookshelves that half of them are missing. It is not known how many people will return them in the end.

So the leader praises it, that's impossible, it's not bad if he didn't drive him.

It doesn't matter who's gone, and ran back again.

The kid didn't say anything, and Zhou Wenliang was speechless. It's so mysterious.

"The secret must not be revealed, so don't ask." Xu Damao shook his head mysteriously, and with his hands behind his back, he returned to the screening room triumphantly.

Zhou Wenliang clicked his tongue, and was curious about whose connection he had left, so that he could be transferred back.

Xu Damao returned to be a projectionist, and he happened to share the home of Mahua. It was the end of the year, and the publicity task was heavy, and he went out every day. Who would bear it.

However, Xu Damao was alone, and every time he came back from the countryside, he didn't send anything to him.

This made Zhou Wenliang very unhappy.

I can refuse to accept it, but he can't refuse to send it.

It's too bad to take his immediate boss as a leader.

Zhou Wenliang was smoking a cigarette in the corridor, rubbing his chin, and looking through the window at the cold plums in the flower bed downstairs of the Cultural and Propaganda Department.

Xu Damao is another backer on the list, so he is not taken seriously at all.

The backer behind this is probably Li Huaide.

Otherwise, others would not transfer Xu Damao back, because Li Huaide was the one who transferred Xu Damao before.

Wouldn't it be a slap in the face for Li Huaide to ask someone else to transfer Xu Damao back?

It is not ruled out that it was done by Director Yang's family.

Because the last time Silly Zhu brought vegetables home, Director Yang and Li Huaide did not deal with each other.

Li Huaide, the deputy director of the factory, manages the general affairs, and Yang, the director of the factory, manages the production of the whole factory.

Both of them thought that Zhou Wenliang belonged to them, and Li Huaide didn't want to get involved in the Cultural and Propaganda Department, so they didn't have a good attitude towards Zhou Wenliang.

Director Yang doesn't need to care about Zhou Wenliang, he just relies on the big leader to be optimistic about Zhou Wenliang, but the actual benefits are nothing.

Zhou Wenliang had lunch at noon, went to the General Affairs Office to find Li Huaide, and knocked on the door, only to hear the sound of ding, clang, clang, and Li Huaide: "Who is it?"

Zhou Wenliang hesitated for a moment, scratching his head, whether to talk or not, I'm not happy to hear this.

Before Zhou Wenliang left, the door opened by itself. Li Huaide's expression was annoyed, and when he saw Zhou Wenliang at the door, his expression slowed down.

"Xiao Zhou, it's noon, why don't you take a break, have you eaten yet?"

"Thank you for your concern, the factory manager. I just ate."

Li Huaide's complexion became better, the factory director, he likes to listen, unlike others, who call him deputy factory director Li.

If not that he likes Zhou Wenliang, the most important thing is that he can talk.

"come in."

Zhou Wenliang followed him in, and when he entered the office, he smelled a strange smell, and saw that the sofa was uneven, and there were marks from his knees, and Liu Lan was sitting on the sofa next to him.

Seeing her crossing her legs, crossing her arms with her chest, her face was full of extravagance, she tried her best to pretend to be calm, and when she saw him coming in, she even waved hello.

Zhou Wenliang blinked, and said politely: "Sister Liu, you are also reporting for work here."

"Yes, there are a lot of things happening in the cafeteria. I want to report to Director Li."

Li Huaide waved his hand, sat on a chair behind the desk, and said, "Okay. Liu Lan, you go back first, I'll talk to Xiao Zhou about something."

Liu Lan pouted, stood up dissatisfied, and left angrily.

From this point of view, Li Huaide didn't give the money, so he was angry.Zhou Wenliang thought to himself.

"Xiao Zhou, what's the matter with you here? Has the Cultural and Propaganda Department received some documents from the superior?"

Zhou Wenliang came to ask about Xu Damao, but he didn't receive any documents from his superiors.

Not right either.

"Boss, there really is one.

Yesterday, I just received a notice from the Ministry of Industry that a cultural sports meeting will be held in April next year. The cultural department will participate. "

Li Huaide was very interested in this. He had never heard of it. After all, the superior directly sent it to the office of Director Yang, and Director Yang was notifying the Cultural and Propaganda Department that Li Huaide was in charge of general affairs.

Zhou Wenliang didn't say anything, Li Huaide should be able to know it from other people today, so it's better to say it out, to be a favor, and to deepen the impression of his confidant in Li Huaide's heart.

Li Huaide thought about it, thinking: the industry and cultural departments have participated, and even Lao Maozi saw it, this scene is not small.

Don't look at the conflicts with Mao Xiong now, but at this time there are still some comrades staying in the country, which is also understandable.

"Did you tell me where it will be held?"

"This hasn't been decided yet, but Director Qi said it should be in our factory..."

If it's in the factory, he, the general manager, can step in. If it's in another place, his deputy factory manager really can't get involved.

Seeing Li Huaide meditating, Zhou Wenliang couldn't bear the smell in the room, and wanted to leave quickly, so he asked, "Director Li, Xu Damao from the projection room has come back recently, do you know?"

Li Huaide was stunned, and nodded: "Yes, I transferred him back. He made some mistakes before, his attitude was not serious, and his thinking was wrong, so I transferred him away.

However, this Xu Damao has performed very well recently..."

It was really this old boy who transferred him back!

Hey, you are not afraid of slapping yourself in the face!

How much benefit did Xu Damao give you, that's why you transferred him back.

I gave six hundred, you can give it!
600 yuan, a huge sum of money, broke Li Huaide's defensive line. In addition, Xu Damao was sensible, it was an apology, and it was a gift in private, and Li Huaide moved his fingers.

The 600 yuan has emptied Xu Guangkun's years of accumulation, but it is worth the money to be able to return to the position of projectionist.

This kind of slack, the little money given away will be earned back sooner or later.

However, after losing so much money at once, Xu Guangkun was heartbroken and went to the hospital again.

(End of this chapter)