Siheyuan: Steel Mill Engineer

Chapter 162 Wind Direction

Chapter 162 Wind Direction
Although Yang Zhenyu did not say it explicitly, his attitude has made it clear that he plans to do it again during the Mid-Autumn Festival.

"Director, Secretary, I think this is a promising idea. Take this time for example, the workers were very enthusiastic and the superiors were very satisfied. If we can do it again during the Mid-Autumn Festival, I think it will have a good effect." Deputy Director Li said.

"Since this evening party was proposed by Comrade Zhenyu, I think it would be a good idea to listen to Comrade Zhenyu's opinion." Director Yang immediately decided on the nature of the matter. This event had to be hosted by Yang Zhenyu.

"Comrade Zhenyu, please tell us about your plan and we can discuss it together." Secretary Xiang looked at Yang Zhenyu and said.

"Actually, I don't have too many ideas now. After all, this May Day party is just an attempt. If it succeeds, we can accumulate experience for future parties. If it fails, we will have to stop in the future." Yang Zhenyu said with a smile.

"Obviously, we succeeded. Everyone in the factory was very happy tonight. I think if it happens again, I'm afraid the comrades will still be very happy."

Yang Zhenyu's words made everyone nod their heads. They were indeed very happy today. Even though they were the only ones singing on the stage, they were still very happy, not to mention the workers who were watching the fun.

"That's true. I also observed the situation of my colleagues afterwards. They were all very happy. They agreed with the factory's approach."

"Yes, I saw the workers in the workshop talking and laughing, and they seemed to be very satisfied with this form."

"So, let's do this next time?"

As they spoke, several people looked at Yang Zhenyu, hoping to hear his opinion.

"I think we should not do this during the Mid-Autumn Festival. Let's try another way then." Yang Zhenyu said with a smile.

"Another way?"

Several people looked at Yang Zhenyu in confusion.

"That's right. Mid-Autumn Festival is a day for reunion after all, so let's set the theme as reunion. It definitely can't be in this format. We need some changes." Yang Zhenyu nodded and said.

"Well, it turns out that Comrade Zhenyu has the idea. Then this task will be handed over to Comrade Zhenyu." Director Yang nodded and said.

For Director Yang and his colleagues, Yang Zhenyu is still the treasure of the factory, even though his current identity is only a part-time job, or it is just an external title. But as long as Yang Zhenyu is a member of the factory, the factory will benefit from it.

This is the consensus reached by the factory leaders. Even Secretary Xiang now understands it very well and is willing to repair the relationship.

Moreover, Yang Zhenyu’s rank is no lower than theirs. Although his administrative level has not been promoted due to his age, the position of chief engineer is not something that can be easily obtained.

The May Day party came to an end and the workers continued to work happily.

Yang Zhenyu and his colleagues' work also moved from the laboratory to the office. Everyone had to participate in the design of the equipment, as well as model the drawings, etc.

Therefore, during this period, Yang Zhenyu and his colleagues no longer needed to eat and live in the factory, even though the guards were still there.

"Uncle Yang, someone outside asked me to bring you a letter."

Banggeng came back from outside, looking dirty, with an unsigned letter in his hand.

"Who gave it to you?" Yang Zhenyu asked curiously, then took the letter with two wooden sticks.

"I don't know him, he's an uncle wearing a scarf." Banggeng shook his head.

"Don't go home yet. Go wash your hands. Don't take strangers' things. What if they are poisonous?" Yang Zhenyu said, pointing at the faucet.

"Oh, I understand." Banggeng tilted his head and thought about it, then went to wash his hands obediently.

"Hit it with soap." Yang Zhenyu said.

"Oh." Banggeng was still young, but he was not stupid. His mother had told him many stories about bad guys poisoning people. "Hey, take these candies back. You can't eat them all by yourself. Share them with your sister. Do you hear me?" Yang Zhenyu said as he took out a handful of candies from his pocket.

"Thank you, Uncle Yang." Banggeng laughed immediately.

"Go ahead." Yang Zhenyu waved his hand and said.

After spending such a long time together, Yang Zhenyu felt that Banggeng himself was not a bad person, at least not now. As for why he became an ungrateful person later, Yang Zhenyu was not sure.

It could be a problem with Jia Zhang's education after Jia Dongxu's death, or it could be that she was spoiled by He Yuzhu and others.

Anyway, that’s something that happened later, and now he’s still a naughty child who makes trouble every day.

Yang Zhenyu didn't dare to touch the unfamiliar things easily, so he found a piece of rubber and used it to take the contents of the envelope out.

However, after seeing the contents inside, Yang Zhenyu felt relieved.

Although there was no signature, Yang Zhenyu could tell from the content that it was a letter from Lou Bancheng, and the content told Yang Zhenyu that their family had moved to Hong Kong Island, waiting for the arrival of spring breeze.

After reading the letter, Yang Zhenyu threw it into the honeycomb coal stove. He wanted to leave no trace.

The departure of Lou Xiao'e and her family was not a big deal to Yang Zhenyu, and it did not concern him much.

Lou Bancheng did this just to keep a thought in mind and to remind Yang Zhenyu that he would have another way out when he comes back in the future.

"It seems that the wind from above is getting more and more tense." Yang Zhenyu sighed.

Although the Lou family had already made preparations, who would be willing to leave their hometown unless they had no other choice?
But now that they have left, there is only one possibility, that is, they have to leave.

This is already a bit strange. Although the wind hasn't started to blow yet, it's not far from starting to blow.

Yang Zhenyu, who had no interest in fiddling with toys outside, put everything away and went back into the house.

"What's wrong?" Seeing that Yang Zhenyu's expression was not right, Zhou Qianqian asked.

"Nothing." Yang Zhenyu shook his head and said.

For ordinary people, the impact is not that big. They still have to work and live their lives.

Of course, the people who are most influenced at the grassroots level are the landlords and wealthy people.

Yang Zhenyu didn't want to tell his family about these bad things.

After all, the more you know, the less free you are to do things.

"Well, take care of your health." Zhou Qianqian nodded without asking any more questions.

"Look, is that Xu Damao?" Zhou Qianqian suddenly said, pointing outside.

"Xu Damao?" Yang Zhenyu looked up and out the window.

You know what, it’s really Xu Damao.

I don't know where this guy was, but now he's back.

(End of this chapter)

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