Siheyuan starts from a better life

Chapter 112, Compound Culture

"The following will announce the rewards for this oxygen converter production." Jiang Yan was shocked when he heard what Director Zhang said.

The oxygen converter designed by Jiang Yan won the first prize, and his level was raised by one level to become a seventh-level engineer.

The workers who participated in the manufacture of the oxygen converter were also rewarded with 30 yuan and three catties of meat coupons in the factory.

This made Jiang Yan's limelight reach its peak in the rolling mill for a while, and let those uneducated workers have a good understanding of what knowledge is power.

The female workers in the rolling mills silently remembered Jiang Yan in their hearts.

Such a young and promising person, that person does not want to keep it for himself.

There are even some young female workers who think they are good-looking and from a good family background start to sound like Jiang Yan.

You said that these female employees are also supernatural, and they soon knew the exact address where Jiang Yan lived.

As long as it was a rolling mill worker who lived in the courtyard with Jiang Yan, almost everyone would try to get close.

This afternoon, He Yuzhu felt that today was a lucky day for himself and his senior brother. The female worker who usually only smiles at her when cooking, ran to the kitchen to make friends with her for some reason.

There are many female workers who they don't know at all, but this Yingying Yanyan is pleasing to the eye.

However, this topic was transferred to his boss after chatting.

After thinking about it for a long time, I finally figured out that the group of female workers who are emotional are not here for me at all, I didn't expect that they are simply ulterior motives!It's on the boss!
But how can I dare to say more about the situation of my boss, let the boss know that he will not be able to pull out a layer of skin when he turns around.

However, Jiang Yan didn't care about those crazy bees and butterflies. After the meeting, he was called into the office by Director Zhang.

"This is a reward from the Ministry. It's 1000 yuan in total and some receipts."

After Zhang finished speaking, he handed Jiang Yan two envelopes. Jiang Yan took the envelopes and felt that they were quite thick.

The maximum denomination of the second set of RMB is ten or ten yuan, and one hundred yuan for 1000 yuan must be thick to the touch.

After seeing Jiang Yan accepting the envelope, Director Zhang took out another piece of paper and said to Jiang Yan: "This is your new letter of appointment. From today onwards, you will be appointed as the chief engineer of our rolling mill, responsible for the technical aspects of the entire rolling mill. question."

The internal number of Jiang Yan's rolling mill is Sijiucheng No. [-] Rolling Mill, which is a division-level enterprise.

Jiang Yan came out of the factory director's office with a golden sleeve, and he was in a very happy mood. He hummed a ditty on the way back to the office.

After returning to the office and drawing the drawings for a while, the phone on the desk rang.

"You kid has been in the limelight recently!" After picking up the phone, Uncle Luo's unique rough voice came out through the phone.

"It's not like what you said, Uncle Luo, I'm honest and go to work, but I accidentally designed the oxygen converter."

What Jiang Yan said was a bit like Versailles.Minister Rayong felt a toothache when he heard it.

"Okay, I don't have time to chat with you. I have dinner at home tonight. Your aunt gave me orders." After saying this, she hung up the phone.

Holding the phone that had already been hung up, Jiang Yan laughed in his heart and said, "Uncle Luo's hands are too fast."

After getting off work in the evening, Jiang Yan greeted a few of them, and then excitedly ran towards Princess Tomb on a motorcycle, ready to take a look at the legendary compound.

To be honest, Jiang Yan was very curious about the compound no matter in his past or present life, so he checked a lot of information.

In the 50s, in response to the call of the motherland, a large number of soldiers and cadres came from all over the world. Due to the large number of outsiders, the courtyards and alleys were too crowded for them. Compounds were built inside and outside the city.

This is the origin of the compound.

They are self-contained, built on the hillside, with high walls, impenetrable, revealing an inviolable momentum. Every main gate of the compound is guarded by soldiers in shifts.The compound is neither big nor small.After crossing the high wall, it looks like a paradise, with all the facilities inside.

Gardens, sidewalks and even concrete roads for cars and bicycles, as well as special office areas, living facilities, kindergartens, primary schools, canteens, hospitals, service communities, etc., can fully meet the living, educational and medical needs of residents. It's like an independent small society, and the people living in it are more like branches of a big family.

Due to the nature of the work, the people inside rarely communicate with the outside world. Over time, the "compound" has become a mysterious place for people outside the walls.

The children who come out here are also called the children of the big courtyard.

These children living in the compound, because their parents are away all year round, have developed the habit of independence very early, and the specific life scope limits their communication range, and most of the time they are with the compound. The children here mingle together.

The children of the big courtyard have a special temperament. They may be from military families. They have an innate arrogance.The children of the big courtyard have created a language and culture of their own, and have created a set of songs belonging to their generation, which are funny and poor.

However, they have been nurtured since childhood, and their thinking is more mature and knowledgeable than their peers outside the wall, with a sense of the overall situation.

Let them be able to analyze problems from a broad perspective in their future careers, better grasp the current situation, and more easily seize opportunities successfully; because their parents are not around, they have exercised their self-reliance and self-improvement since childhood, so that they can be better It is easy to integrate into the society and not be abandoned by the society.

When Jiang Yan passed by a small alley on a motorcycle, he heard the voice of a woman calling for help from inside.

After hearing the sound, Jiang Yanga stopped the motorcycle immediately and got out of the car.

It was dusk at this time, and the light in Zhongxiao Alley was not good.It was almost the same as at night now, and with Jiang Yan's 2.0 vision, he could barely see three people inside.

Not far from the entrance of this alley, a lady's Flying Pigeon bicycle fell to the ground.

After Jiang Yan walked in, he saw clearly that there were two men and a woman inside.

These two men held a dagger in one hand and a stick in the other. They walked towards a girl holding a brick in her hand.

How does Jiang Yan see it, how does it feel, they have a feeling of cat and mouse.

"Don't come over, don't come over, help! Help!"

"Little girl, don't bark. No one comes to this place even if your throat is broken." The men with knives smiled complacently after saying this, and the laughter was as obscene as it sounded.

Why does this word sound so familiar to me? Jiang Yan, who just came in, just heard this sentence, and felt a little different in his heart.

Could it be that the bad guy thinks the same words!This strange brain circuit.

(End of this chapter)