The Barefoot Doctor of the Siheyuan

Forget it lightly.

Director Yang stood up and exhorted, "I will entertain an important guest at noon today. You are in charge of cooking, and you must be at your best."

He Yuzhu tilted his head: "I don't."

Director Yang: "..."

He Yuzhu realized that he had said something wrong and stood up hurriedly.

He bowed his body, waved his big hand, and slapped his face gently: "Oh, look at me, I'm confused, it's time to fight, it's time to fight!"

Seeing Director Yang's helpless smile, he straightened up, patted his chest and assured: "Don't worry, leader, you should know my cooking skills, He Yuzhu."

"I'll make the guests' mouths drop today."

. . .

out of the factory manager's office.

He Yuzhu is delighted: There are two chickens in the back kitchen. Taking advantage of this opportunity, I will get one and give it to Sister Xiao Qin.

Hey.

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Rolling Mill Hospital.

Li Donglai was busy all morning, stood up and stretched, shaking his sore neck.

At this time, Ding Qiunan had already brought the lunch box: "Brother Donglai, let's go to the cafeteria to have lunch."

Li Donglai nodded.

In the past few days, Ding Qiunan has brought meals from home continuously, and the pattern has also changed.

Fried sauce noodles, ginger shredded fork, coke ring, fried liver.

This looks like a snack in later generations.

But in this era of scarcity of materials, it is not something that ordinary people can come up with.

Even though Ding Qiunan's father is a university professor with a monthly salary of more than 100 yuan, it still takes a lot of effort.

Li Donglai never liked to trouble others, so he categorically rejected Ding Qiunan's behavior of bringing meals.

The two go to the cafeteria to eat together at noon every day.

Ding Qiunan is also very happy.

Because this can let everyone in the rolling mill know that Li Donglai is already famous.

Lest those little girls worry about it.

The two were one after the other and just walked out of the internal medicine clinic.

A young man with black-rimmed glasses and meticulously groomed hair came over.

He was wearing a gray tunic suit and a pair of leather shoes, which were shiny and looked well-kept.

The young man walked up to Li Donglai, stretched out his hand and said with a smile, "You are Dr. Li Donglai, right? I am Director Yang's secretary, Hu Zhengyun."

Although Li Donglai was a little confused, he also stretched out his hand.Give it a light grip.

"Secretary Hu, what are you doing?"

"It's like this. The director of our rolling mill came to inspect the work and held a banquet at noon. Director Yang invited you to come too."

Li Donglai was even more confused.

I'm just a little doctor, why should I accompany the leader to dinner?

No, there is delicious food, why do you want to do so much.

Ding Qiunan also said, "Donglai, this is a good opportunity."

Ding Qiunan got along after such a day.

Knowing that the rough man in his family looks peaceful and does not compete for credit.

He is indeed a progressive person at heart.

Director Yang is a department-level cadre, and more contact will be beneficial for the future after all.

Li Donglai handed the lunch box to Ding Qiunan: "Then you can only eat by yourself at noon today?"

It was off-duty time at this time, and there were many people in the hospital corridor.

"Director Yang wants to invite Dr. Li to dinner? Is it impossible? How long has Dr. Li been in our rolling mill?"

"You're blind, you didn't see the director's secretary coming in person."

"Tsk tsk, Dr. Li is about to take off."

"Doctor Ding is really lucky."

"That's it, didn't you see the two reluctant to part?"

"I'm so envious."

"It's sour, it's so sour, why is there a vinegar smell in the air!"

. . .

Hearing the discussion, Ding Qiunan blushed, took the lunch box, and whispered, "Don't drink too much alcohol, it's not good for your health."

Well, before getting married, she started to be a housekeeper.

Li Donglai smiled lightly and left the hospital with Secretary Hu Zhengyun.

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Outside, the sun is shining and the sky is blue.

The two chatted while walking.

Hu Zhengyun pushed his glasses and said with a smile, "Doctor Li, I heard that you just entered the hospital?"

Director Yang has already developed an interest in this young man. As a qualified secretary, Hu Zhengyun is obliged to find out his details for his own leaders.

Li Donglai looked at the shadows walking next to each other on the road and said with a smile, "Yes, I used to be a barefoot doctor in the countryside."

As for Li Donglai's identity as a barefoot doctor, Hu Zhengyun had long known that he was not interested in this.

Looking around, there was no one around.

Hu Zhengyun pretended to be unintentional and asked, "Recently, our rolling mill is going to set up a wire rod rolling workshop. What's your opinion on this?"

view?

It is indeed a feast without a good feast.

Li Donglai has been in the rolling mill for nearly a month.

Although as a doctor, he stayed in the hospital every day, and through the patients, he also had a preliminary understanding of the rolling mill.

Hongxing Steel Mill is the largest steel mill in Beijing.

Responsible for processing the ingots and waves sent from the steel plant into various steel products by pressing, pulling, extruding, bending and welding.

The rolling mill has more than 2 employees and more than 50 workshops, and each workshop produces different products.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

Even this age of simple folk customs is no exception.

Director Yang and Deputy Director Li, as the first and second leaders of the factory, each have their upper backers and their lower followers.

These nearest grassroots followers are the workshop directors.

A while ago, the ministry decided to set up a new workshop in the rolling mill.

It's like throwing a big piece of fat into a pack of wolves.

A new workshop means the birth of a new workshop director, five deputy directors, more than ten team leaders, and more than 300 job openings.

Recruitment places are very valuable these days.

There are many young people in the capital who do not have formal jobs and can only roam the streets all day.

Whoever holds these quotas will be able to speak louder in the rolling mill.

As a result, Director Yang and Deputy Director Li fought openly and secretly in the construction of the new workshop.

Although Director Yang occupies the position of Director, Deputy Director Li has received support from more senior leaders.

The fight has reached a stalemate.

At last.

Both sides began to win the support of ordinary workers, especially prestigious workers.

After all, the workers are the masters of the factory.

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Chapter 81

The sun spreads warmly.

Under the mottled tree shadow, Li Donglai and Hu Zhengyun walked side by side.

After Hu Zhengyun asked the question, he peeked at Li Donglai's expression.

He has been a secretary for many years, and what he is best at is observing words.

And Li Donglai is just a young man in his 20s.

As long as he lies, Hu Zhengyun is confident that he can see it immediately.

. . .

Li Donglai is not interested in the battle between the top management of the rolling mill.

He just wants to live in peace, until the spring is blooming.

Well, maybe ten or eight babies.The wife and children are on the kang head.