Siheyuan: Qin Huairu relies on me

Forty minutes later.

"Thank you for listening. Today's report ends here. Please take care of your health. After all, health is the capital of revolution. I wish you all a happy work. See you tomorrow."

After Zhao Xiyan finished speaking, he leaned back in his chair.

He lit a cigarette and took a long breath.

Sizzle!

The door of the radio station was pushed open.

"Xiao Zhao, you did a good job." Wang Fuqing smiled.

"Minister."

Zhao Xiyan immediately stood up and looked back, but found that he was the only one. He couldn't help but wonder, "You didn't bring any entourage with you? Where is Secretary Zhang?"

"He's downstairs."

Wang Fuqing sat at his desk and glanced at the manuscript on the table, "Xiao Zhao, is it okay for me to take a look?"

"It's okay, you take a look."

Zhao Xiyan nodded and handed over a cigarette.

Wang Fuqing took it with a smile and started to read it seriously.

Zhao Xiyan thought that there was nothing to do, so he made him a cup of tea, then sat aside and picked up a newspaper to read.

The steel mill subscribes to quite a lot of newspapers, almost every office has one.

Their radio station is also considered an office, although there are only two people.

Neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere became quiet for a while.

Zhao Xiyan secretly heated up two buns in the supermarket, and after quietly eating them, he breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, he doesn't have to starve, right?

I don't know how long it took.

The door of the radio station was pushed open again.

Zhao Xiyan and Wang Fuqing turned their heads at the same time, but found that it was Zhang Jun who looked embarrassed.

"What's the matter?"

"Minister, it's half past three, and there is a meeting at four o'clock in the department... If I don't go now, I'm afraid I'll be late." Zhang Jun smiled bitterly.

"Well, it's been so long?"

Wang Fuqing was slightly surprised, and then praised, "Xiao Zhao, your book is really well written... I like it very much."

"Minister, I have to send this manuscript to Announcer Lou every day, and she will take it back to her father, and his father will pass it to Editor-in-Chief Jin."

Zhao Xiyan didn't understand what he meant.

It's nothing more than wanting to send the manuscript to him every day, but he promised Jin Youwei, and he can't break his promise.

"Xiao Zhao, you are a trustworthy person, and I can't let you break your promise." Wang Fuqing chuckled, "How about this, I will send someone to pick up the manuscript before get off work tomorrow... After I finish reading it, I will send it to "New Youth", what do you think?"

As he said, he took out a cigarette and handed it over.

Zhao Xiyan looked down and saw that it was Zhonghua.

"Minister, how about you tell me the truth?"

"You say." Wang Fuqing said seriously.

"Do you really want to read this manuscript?" Zhao Xiyan chuckled, "Although I have only met you twice, I believe that you will not do such a troublesome thing for a novel."

"I have fought for half my life. Now it is a new era. Can't I read a book?" Wang Fuqing pretended to be unhappy.

"Forget it if you don't tell the truth." Zhao Xiyan spread his hands and said, "You are so busy at work every day. Let alone the whole of China, even the four-nine cities have so many factories for you to worry about. How can you have the time?"

"Hahaha."

Wang Fuqing laughed heartily, "You kid is really cunning... But I can't tell you the truth about this. Anyway, I have a use for this manuscript. You can send it to me and you don't have to worry about other things."

"Okay, the leader has the final say."

Zhao Xiyan shrugged and began to organize the manuscript.

But just when he was halfway through, he suddenly had an idea.

Why not try to get a photocopier that simulates his handwriting? Anyway, even the "water pipes from the future" can be obtained.

"Xiao Zhao, this matter has caused you trouble."

After Wang Fuqing took the manuscript, he took out a fan ticket from his pocket, "This is a reward from the department. I hope you will continue to work hard and create new works."

"Thank you, Minister."

Zhao Xiyan nodded with a smile.

"I know you don't want too many people to know your identity, so... we will help you collect your royalties together, and send them to you at the time. You don't have to go to "New Youth" in the future." Wang Fuqing smiled.

"Okay."

Zhao Xiyan didn't care.

He didn't believe that the Minister of Industry would covet his royalties.

"Okay, then I'll go."

Wang Fuqing patted his shoulder and walked out the door with Zhang Jun.

Zhao Xiyan also followed him step by step, sent him downstairs, and watched him get in the car, and then he was ready to go back to catch up on his sleep, but he didn't take two steps before someone hugged his neck and pulled him aside.

"Fuck, you dare to kidnap me in broad daylight... Ugh."

After he saw the person holding his neck clearly, he was stunned.Stopped.

Yang Jianguo, Li Weimin, and Zhang Zhichen were staring at him with sharp eyes.

The one who hugged his neck just now was Zhang Zhichen.

"Xiao Zhao, what did the minister say to you just now?" Li Weimin laughed.

"I said he didn't say anything to me, do you believe it?" Zhao Xiyan said helplessly.

"Nonsense."

Yang Jianguo laughed and scolded, "He stayed in your radio station for more than two hours, almost three hours... You told me he didn't say anything to you?"

"He really didn't say anything."

Zhao Xiyan lied, "He just chatted with me at my radio station, asking me if I was suitable for the steel rolling mill, what opinions I had about the factory, whether the leaders were good to me, etc."

"What did you say?"

Yang Jianguo and the other two said anxiously.

"What else can I say?"

Zhao Xiyan sighed, "The leaders have nothing to say to me, especially the two factory directors, who are good at accepting advice... Our Minister Zhang proposed a radio station, and you agreed immediately, which also made our steel rolling mill win the first prize."

"Good boy."

The three were overjoyed.

They knew that this boy could be relied on at critical moments.

"Director, I think Xiao Zhao can handle the radio station with his ability." Li Weimin took out a cigarette and smoked it, "How about... giving him more responsibilities?"

"Yeah, that's what I mean."

Yang Jianguo said seriously, "Old Zhang, how about... Xiao Zhao being your deputy?"

"Deputy?"

Zhang Zhichen was shocked.

In fact, his rank is the same as Li Weimin's, both are deputy directors.

Of course, the size of power is not the same.

But his deputy is a regular section chief, and this boy jumped two levels from director to section chief, which is too fast.

"Minister Zhang, this is what the minister meant."

Li Weimin chuckled, "He admires Xiao Zhao very much and told us that he wants to give Xiao Zhao some advice."

"I obey the organization's decision." Zhang Zhichen said seriously.

"Xiao Zhao, do you have any opinion on this arrangement?" Yang Jianguo smiled.

"I also obey the organization's arrangement, but I think my age is not enough to convince the public, so I hope the two factory directors will set up a probation period for me." Zhao Xiyan said seriously, "I will work as the acting deputy director of the Propaganda Department... The probation period is one year. If I do a good job within one year, the two factory directors will make me a regular employee."