The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

Chapter 483 Damao, come with me

"What are you doing, Xiaoqian, go and decorate the venue~!"

Chief Hu of the Publicity Department had a gloomy face and looked worried, waving his arm towards the large office outside.

In the office, some people secretly breathed a sigh of relief and winked at Xiaoqian. Others hurriedly took the microphone wires for the venue to his desk, fearing that if they were too late, the problem would fall on them. .

On the contrary, Xiao Qian, who had been pulled into a young man, had a painful look on his face. He opened his mouth and looked at Section Chief Hu. He knew what he wanted to say without having to guess.

Section Chief Hu glared at him fiercely and said seriously: "There is no need to discuss this matter. Xiaojin has asked for leave. If you don't come, who will?"

After saying that, the office door was slammed shut again.

The cadres of these agencies are all talented people. What is the trade union congress? Vice Chairman Li will convene it, and it will be a podium where he and Deputy Factory Director Li sing diagonally opposite each other.

The superiors held their noses and passed by, but that doesn't mean they can take the initiative to come up and strike. By doing so, wouldn't it be clear that they offended someone, and the offended person was the deputy of the steel rolling mill, although he was ranked second, but he was already almost the number one deputy. secretary.

Not everyone has Section Chief Li's courage and bottomless heel. When gods fight, the unlucky one is the kid. I didn't see that my Section Chief didn't dare to offend both sides, and both sides were offended.

"It's over, it's over, my stomach hurts, I'm going to the toilet first~!"

"What a coincidence, me too~!"

"I'm different from you. I have to check the poster wall in the workshop~!"

Things were finally settled, the equipment was handed over, and there was nothing to worry about. The big office suddenly dispersed, and everyone ran faster than a rabbit.

Everyone who calls me "brother" or "brother" at ordinary times, but at critical moments, they should sell or sell. They are all one family, so what's wrong with being a little wronged?

At the corner, Xu Damao, who was wearing a magnifying glass on his right eye and was inspecting the film for mold damage, had no time to pay attention to this. He only played movies, and other work was not his. Others could run away, but he had to finish the work quickly. .

A one- or two-hour movie that has not gone wrong so far depends on these eyes. In this regard, Xu Damao is still serious enough.

Xiaoqian, who had been assigned a job, looked around at the messy wires, microphones, and keys to the auditorium on the tablecloth in the box on the table. The more he looked at it, the more unpleasant it became.

A job that usually requires two or three people to complete was pointed out to him by name. Xiao Jin, who was specifically responsible for this task, immediately ran away when he knew that the union members meeting was going to be held. That was a shame.

After checking that there was no one else around, Cadre Qian's expression changed, his eyes turned to Xu Damao who was checking the film, and he picked up the key to the auditorium door.

"Da Mao!"

"Well, what's the matter, Mr. Qian?" He raised his chin in confusion, took off the magnifying glass from his right eye, and Xu Damao stood up with a sneer on his face.

"Come with me to the auditorium. I can't do all this work alone~!" Cadre Qian couldn't help but slap the key on Xu Damao's desk and turned around to pick up the box of equipment.

"No, don't ask, Mr. Qian, I only know how to show movies. I don't know anything about the venue!" Xu Damao rubbed his hands anxiously. His thighs were swollen with regret. If he had known that he had stopped pretending just now, he would have followed suit. Just escape.

He now understands that what his father said is true. Li Feng really jumped out of the chessboard and became the king on his own. In this case, don't get involved in what his father said. , that is what we must insist on. We cannot afford to provoke it, not even on either side.

"What's the matter, I can't even open the door. It's hard for me to ask you to open the door with these things in my arms. Have you become more capable after coming out of the artillery station? Xu Damao, if you don't obey the arrangement, then we will Let’s talk about it properly!”

Xiao Qian held a box in his arms, with a straight face, and immediately took up his stance.

"No, mine, the film still needs to be checked...!" At this time, Xu Damao's words already had a pleading tone. The two of them were not at odds with each other in the first place, but after this mention, they were even shorter, and they instantly became propaganda How could a person with the lowest criminal status dare to fall out with a cadre?

"Do you think I'll let you play a movie today? Don't be ink. Just come back after opening the door. If it doesn't work, I'll ask Lao Shi to check it for you~!"

After saying that, Xiao Qian hugged the box and walked straight away. Without giving Xu Damao any chance to explain, the key to the door was placed on his table. He had to go even if he didn't want to go.

This way, if a fire breaks out from above, who opened the auditorium, the biggest responsibility can be thrown out.

"Oh, Li Feng, you can make me miserable~!" In the huge office, Xu Damao's whine could only be heard.

……

"This is the auditorium?"

This is Qin Huairu's first time here. The door is usually locked, but today is her first time coming in.

Carrying a small bench, she looked around curiously like Grandma Liu in the Grand View Garden. She didn't notice the crowd squeezing her or rubbing against her intentionally or unintentionally.

"I guess your father-in-law was also involved in the construction at that time. Whether you see the windows or not, they were all made by my hands!"

Aunt Chen, who led the team of female workers, was also very high-spirited at this time, and she seemed to be giving guidance in front of the younger generations.

"Let's, let's all come here, Director Guo won't say anything, right?" Qin Huairu, who is like a little white rabbit, seems to be a little timid. He is a typical apprentice who skips work and is a little worried about being caught.

"What do you care about him? I am your master. I have brought you here to gain experience. Don't you want to see where the union dues you pay every month go?"

After scoffing, Aunt Chen's words clearly showed disdain for Guo Da Pai. She grabbed Qin Huairu and took her to the corner by the window to sit down.

"I don't know, I just know that the money has been withheld~!"

Qin Huairu had just entered the factory a short time ago, so she couldn't figure out the way inside, but she was deducted eight cents every month, which really hurt her and felt like she was wasting her money.

You still remember when the factory went to visit you in the hospital, the things they bought were all paid for by the union, including mung bean soup in the summer. Now the union is finally looking good.

Speaking of this, Aunt Chen became interested. She also felt bad about deducting the money, but it was better to see the money deducted being used on them than not knowing where it was spent.

The confused Qin Huairu nodded and asked Aunt Chen following the conversation: "What do you think of Li Feng?"

Aunt Chen turned her head and looked at Qin Huairu in confusion: "He is not from the same courtyard as you. You don't know him?"

"He is from a hospital, but didn't he go to the army? I want to hear what everyone in the factory thinks of him." Qin Huairu rubbed the corners of his clothes slightly nervously and explained in a low voice.

"Well, how should I put it? Anyway, he is quite capable. I just want to hear how he plans to solve the problem of house allocation. If he solves it well, he will be his own people. If he solves it poorly, he will be in the same category as Mr. Guo. People~!”

Aunt Chen is also fearless. She has seen through the virtues of government officials over the years.

As someone who has been there, I know that you should not judge people by their superficial appearance, but also by the things they do. Everyone can say nice things, but those who can do things beautifully will eventually win the resonance of these grassroots backbones.

(End of this chapter)