Siheyuan: Qin Huairu relies on me

"What are your names?" Zhao Xiyan said with a smile.

"Zhang Xiaohua, Chen Xiaoxia."

Qin Aihua said with a smile, "I have sent this person to you. What do you say about our personnel department?"

"Director Li, in the future, manuscripts sent by the personnel department will be reviewed and mailed first..." Zhao Xiyan looked at Li Li and said.

"Yes, Minister."

Li Li nodded hurriedly.

"That's about right."

Qin Aihua said with a smile, "Zhang Xiaohua, Chen Xiaoxia... Your files have been placed in the Propaganda Department. How to carry out your work in the future will be arranged by your minister."

"Yes."

The two girls nodded.

Zhao Xiyan walked to the small office and knocked on the door.

"Announcer Lou... come out for a moment."

"What's the matter?"

Lou Xiao'e opened the door and looked at him with a face full of reproach, "Minister, I'm familiarizing myself with the manuscript."

"Get familiar with the people first."

Zhao Xiyan pointed at Zhang Xiaohua and Chen Xiaoxia and said, "You will lead them in the future... If you bring them out, I will let you be the director."

"Wow."

The whole office was boiling.

Wow, another director.

"Really? You are the leader, you are not allowed to lie." Lou Xiao'e said coquettishly.

"Director Li, please prepare a document survey form and send it to the directors of each department next month, asking them to score our radio station on a 10-point scale... If the radio station can score more than eight points, then I recommend Lou Xiao'e to be the station director of the radio station." Zhao Xiyan said loudly.

"Yes."

Li Li nodded.

"Okay, take your people and go."

Zhao Xiyan scolded with a smile, "I've given you the opportunity, you have to fight for your reputation..."

"Got it."

Lou Xiao'e wrinkled her nose, "Teacher Meng asked you to hand in the paper, otherwise even if you skip class..."

"I'll write it later."

Zhao Xiyan smiled and said to everyone, "Everyone works hard. I will ask the directors of each department every month. If you can get the recommendation of the director... I will help you get promoted."

"Minister, can we get promoted just after we arrived?" Zhang Xiaohua said in a delicate voice.

After all, she was selected by Qin Aihua herself. This person is not particularly beautiful, but with her voice, she suddenly became soft, sweet and fragrant.

Many male comrades couldn't help looking at her.

"Anxin, explain to them." Zhao Xiyan smiled.

"I have only been in the factory for three days, and now I am the director." Anxin said seriously.

"Ah?"

Zhang Xiaohua and Chen Xiaoxia covered their mouths.

How is this possible?

Clap, clap, clap!

Zhao Xiyan clapped his hands and said, "Okay, if you have any problems, go to your director. If the director can't solve it, come to me... I hope that by the end of the year, everyone can be promoted at least one level."

"Yes."

Everyone shouted in unison, and morale was high.

Zhao Xiyan had just returned to his office, and Chen Xiaoxia and Zhang Xiaohua immediately became energetic.

"Stationmaster, is our minister married?"

"Hmm?"

Everyone looked at them with a strange look on their faces.

"First, I'm not the stationmaster yet. Second, Zhao Xiyan is not the minister, but the deputy minister. Third... He is married, and his wife is very beautiful. Don't mess with him." Lou Xiaoe said seriously.

"Ah? How old is he? How did he get married?" Zhang Xiaohua said regretfully.

"Stationmaster Lou, you have to keep an eye on your two subordinates." Wang Dongchun chuckled, "The last time Director An came to our publicity... The minister's wife came to our door in person."

"Ah? There is such a thing?" An Xin said in surprise.

"You are so beautiful, the wives are worried." Li Li joked, "Besides... our minister is young and capable, who wouldn't miss such a man?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the door of the minister's office was opened.

"I said, are you very idle? Do you want me to find something for you to do?"

Swish!

Everyone dispersed.

Lou Xiao'e dragged Zhang Xiaohua and Chen Xiaoxia towards the radio station with one hand each.

Minister's office.

Zhao Xiyan waved his right hand, and the typewriter appeared on the table.

Historical papers can't be said to be pediatrics, but they are not difficult for him.

Da Da Da!

The whole office was filled with the sound of typewriters.

More than an hour later, a 5,000-word paper was freshly produced.

"Searching for the Spirit of Chinese Culture", the title is very targeted. After all, there is a high probability that Meng Yanwu is his paper examiner. Since he doesn't even want to defend his thesis, he can only start with the paper.

Zhao Xiyan was looking at the paper he had just written when someone suddenly knocked on the door.

He waved his right hand, put away the typewriter, and shouted "Come in."

"Minister Zhao..."

"Secretary Zhang?"

Zhao Xiyan was slightly stunned.

This secretary of Wang Fuqing came to see himWhat to do?

"Minister Zhao, the minister asked me to deliver your manuscript fee and pick up the manuscript."

Zhang Jun handed over a brown paper bag with a big smile on his face.

Zhao Xiyan weighed it and felt it was a bit heavy. He couldn't help but ask curiously, "How much is in it?"

"Six thousand three hundred and forty-five yuan and thirty-two cents."

Zhang Jun handed over a note.

"How much?"

Zhao Xiyan was almost scared to death.

Wow, more than six thousand yuan?

"This is the money left after you donated half of it."

Zhang Jun smiled bitterly, "New Youth sent your manuscript overseas. I heard that this money is just the initial manuscript fee... Some of the manuscript fee has not yet arrived."

Wow, writing books really makes money.

Zhao Xiyan muttered in his heart, and then shook his head.

It's not that writing books makes money, but Master Jin is awesome.

"Minister Zhao..."

Zhang Jun shouted cautiously.

"Hmm."

Zhao Xiyan came back to his senses, opened the cowhide bag and took out two thousand yuan, then handed the cowhide bag back to him, "I can't spend so much money... There's still a war going on now, so donate it to me."

"All... all donated?"

Zhang Jun was shocked.

Although this is only half of the manuscript fee, he has never seen the other half, right? But the donation of more than four thousand yuan is still very impressive.

"Didn't I keep two thousand?"

Zhao Xiyan laughed and scolded, then took out a thick stack of manuscripts from the drawer and handed it to him, "Here, this is the manuscript, you can take it away."

"Minister Zhao, I admire you very much." Zhang Jun said seriously.

"I think that's enough, take the things and go."

Zhao Xiyan waved his hand.

"Yes."

After Zhang Jun put the cowhide bag and letter paper aside, he wrote a receipt and handed it to him, "Minister Zhao, I will send it to you after the receipt is shown over there."

"Okay."

Zhao Xiyan nodded with a smile.

Zhang Jun held the cowhide bag, bowed deeply to him, and then walked out the door.

Zhao Xiyan smiled bitterly and shook his head. There are not many TV sets now, and books cannot be converted into cash, but the copyright of the book can still be used, after all, it is the author's lifetime and fifty years after his death.

If nothing unexpected happens, he will still be able to live to see Master Jin's works made into a TV series.