Siheyuan: violent engineer, dictatorial disobedience

Li Nan's usually sweet and ethereal voice also became sonorous and powerful at this time.

In the cafeteria, Lao Ma burst into tears at some point, but the factory still hasn't forgotten them old guys.

"The above are the original words of Director Liu, and the following are the instructions given by Director Liu."

"Each unit, each workshop, each inspection, set up a one-on-one assistance plan, and strive to ensure that no one is left behind. The assistance will not end until all the masters have learned how to measure."

"The engineering department seized the time to compile the methods of using various measuring tools. In the future, newly recruited workers and apprentices will be trained as soon as possible. Those who do not know the measuring tools will not be recruited. The same regulations apply to any department."

"Okay, that's the end of today's broadcast. Let's see you tomorrow. By the way, the second canteen has a new cook, He Daqing, at noon today. Those who are familiar with you can go to the second canteen for dinner."

After the broadcast, an inspector came to Lao Ma on his own initiative.

"Old horse, I'm sorry, I..."

Before he finished the inspection, the old horse waved his hand and said, "It's okay, I know what you want to say? Let him pass on the past, people have to look forward, don't they?"

"After dinner, can you tell me how to use the measuring tool?"

When the old horse spoke, the whole person seemed confident.

As Liu Jianshe said, it didn't matter what you wanted back then, and the work was not completed as usual.

Now there is only one more measuring tool, wouldn't it be enough to learn it?

Can a living person suffocate urine to death?

Similar scenes appeared in every corner of the rolling mill.

Liu Jianshe didn't come forward to reprimand on the radio, which has already given everyone enough face.

Coupled with the reprimand from Li Nan's mouth, everyone understood where their mistakes were.

In the back kitchen of the cafeteria, He Daqing was leaning on the door frame, holding his hands in his arms, and holding a rice spoon in one hand.

"It's no wonder he became the factory manager. I was so moved by this speech that I was almost in tears, and I haven't personally reprimanded him, so I have given enough face."

"If you don't help the masters, it's a deliberate provocation, and this kind of talent should be set as a model."

He Daqing rubbed his chin with emotion, while Sha Zhu beside him smiled sarcastically.

"You still have the time to feel sorry for others? Didn't you hear the last sentence?"

"Newly recruited personnel must learn how to use measuring tools. The same regulations apply to any department."

"This new Master He Daqing, how many days do you think it will take to learn measuring tools?"

Sha Zhu looked at He Daqing meanly, and laughed unabashedly in his tone.

He Daqing's face froze, full of shock, and after a while, he comforted himself: "The factory director should be talking about people after the broadcast, but I came before the broadcast, and no one should come to teach me measuring tools."

"Besides, why am I learning measuring tools as a cook? Can't you cook with vernier calipers?"

"Still using a micrometer to measure the thickness of potato chips?"

"You brat, if you have nothing to do, scare your father. Sooner or later, your father will be scared to death by you!"

Sha Zhu raised his eyebrows, and said in a firm tone: "Let me tell you one last time, since you abandoned me and Yushui back then, you are no longer my father, and next time, I will fight you hard!"

"Desperately, you are also my son. Without my seed, you would not have been born. I want to know that you are like this now, and I should have fed you to dogs in the first place!" He Daqing continued provocatively.

Silly Zhu: "I'm damn!"

"What are you going to do to your grandma?"

Chapter 382 Family reunion!

When Liu Jianshe led Xiao Zhou and Fan Yu to the second canteen.

I saw people running towards the canteen in Wuyang Wuyang.

Shouting while running.

"Hurry up, everyone! Silly Zhu beat up my own father, I won't be able to see you if I go too late!"

Liu Jianshe didn't realize it at first, but when he did, he remembered that He Daqing was in charge of the second canteen today.

"The whole No. [-] canteen is on strike. I didn't expect Sha Zhu not to go on strike?"

"I don't know if it's because I didn't notify Sha Zhu, or because Sha Zhu didn't want to get along with them."

"As far as the urination of the father and son is concerned, I shouldn't put the two of them together. They fought last night and fought again today. Are the father and son sick in their heads?"

Liu Jianshe was very angry, and the consequences were serious.

When I came to the second canteen with big strides, I saw a crowd of spectators at the entrance of the second canteen.

Some came late and couldn't squeeze in, so they leaned on the window to look for an angle to watch.

The whole scene was like Xu Wei's concert, with people everywhere.

Liu Jianshe patted the shoulder of the person in front of him.

"What kind of filming? How crowded are you without looking at it? You still squeeze in, find a place for yourself, and don't bother me."

The person in front shook his shoulders and said without looking back.

Xiao Zhou heard the other person's words, and stepped forward to forcibly pull him away.

Unexpectedly, Liu Jianshe waved his hand and continued to pat the shoulder of the person in front of him.

"Shoot, slap! Can't you understand people's language?"

"Fuck, Director Liu, why are you?"

The person in front was very impatient, and when he was photographed again for inspection, he became angry instantly, and turned around to find trouble for the other party.

As a result, when he turned around, he saw Liu Jianshe looking at him with a smile.

The person almost peed in fright, and quickly stepped aside to make way.

At the same time, he kept pushing and shoving other people in front of the gate.

"Everyone disperses, the factory manager is here, hurry up and disperse!"

No one believed the crowd at first, because someone had used such a poor excuse before to deceive the crowd and squeeze in to watch the excitement.

When I turned around, I was ready to scold the unruly bastard, but turned around.

Fuck!It's really the factory manager!

In this way, Liu Jianshe finally walked into the cafeteria.

Stepping into the cafeteria with his front foot, Liu Jianshe criticized everyone with his back foot.

"Are you guys free? After dinner, you are still in the mood to watch the excitement. Aren't you going to do the preparations?"

"Don't go back to your respective workshops. When the bell rings for work, will you go back to make preparations?"

The identity of the factory manager is still useful. After Liu Jianshe's reprimand, the crowd of onlookers walked towards his workshop in twos and threes.

In the blink of an eye, the crowd dissipated completely.

After the people left, Liu Jianshe walked into the cafeteria.

In the middle of the cafeteria, Silly Zhu stuck He Daqing's neck tightly with his life-threatening scissors.

And He Daqing didn't talk about martial arts, and managed to get away with a record of fishing for the moon in a sea.

The first thing he did after he escaped was to pick up the rice spoon and hit Sha Zhu's head again and again like whack-a-mole.

The mouth is even more cursing, not a good word.

"You little Karami, you bully your father and me every now and then, do you still have a sense of superiority and inferiority in your eyes?"

"Even if you don't recognize me as a father, don't you have the concept of respecting the old and loving the young in your eyes? Beating the old man, are you stupid?"

Listening to He Daqing's scolding, Shazhu lay on the ground without refuting.

Just panting heavily, staring straight at the ceiling.

"Have you two had enough trouble? The rolling mill is not a courtyard house. Who allowed you to gather and fight in the cafeteria?"

"Do you think that if you have two strengths, you can do whatever you want? Do you still have the factory's regulations in your eyes?"

Liu Jianshe put his arms around his arms and walked to the two with big strides, looking at the father and son calmly.

Silly Zhu, who was lying dead on the ground, turned over and got up, and skillfully found a place to squat down.

And He Daqing imitated Silly Zhu's appearance and also squatted down.

Then there was Liu Jianshe's furious criticism and education, and he would push and push the father and son from time to time.

"Xiao Zhou, after dinner, lock the father and son who don't abide by the factory rules and regulations in a small dark room, and release them after get off work."

"I'll tell you father and son for the last time, no matter how much conflict you two have, don't let me make a fuss in the factory. If you want to fight, find a place where no one is around, and fight casually."

"When have you fought enough, convinced yourself, and come back."

"Since we work together in the factory, we must abide by the rules and regulations of the factory, otherwise you father and son will leave. Don't think I can't fire you two."

After Liu Jianshe reprimanded the father and son with a livid face, he picked up the bowls and chopsticks, and went to the cafeteria to get dinner on his own.

As the new director of the rolling mill, he usually brings his own meals or eats in the cafeteria.

I have never been to Xiaozao before. These days, it is not easy to open a small stove. You must receive some distinguished guests before you can open a small stove.

Otherwise, if you open a small stove without permission, it is easy to be reported.

Although reporting is not a big problem, it is still annoying after all.

While eating the food in the bowl, Liu Jianshe couldn't help feeling that He Daqing still has two brushes.

Liu Jianshe has eaten the small stir-fries made by Sha Zhu, and asked whether they are generally OK.

And He Daqing is worthy of being a cook all his life, the taste of big pot dishes is almost the same as that of small stir-fry dishes.

This made Liu Jianshe's eyes brighten. A big pot of dishes can be made like this, and the small stir-fried dishes are probably not bad.

"He Daqing, I will work overtime tomorrow night. I have a table for guests to entertain. You can make a table tomorrow and satisfy the guests. I will personally decide to exempt you from being an apprentice."

Liu Jianshe looked at He Daqing and began to make demands.

When He Daqing heard that Liu Jianshe asked him to cook for the guests, he patted his chest with confidence and assured him.

"Don't worry, I will definitely satisfy the guests. I, He Daqing, have been a cook all my life. After eating my dishes, there is no one who does not give a thumbs up."

"Director, where are tomorrow's guests? What is the taste? Is it sweet or salty?"

Since he wants to entertain guests with food, He Daqing must first know the tastes of the guests.

If you change to an ordinary guest, He Daqing won't bother to ask, what do you do, and what the other party eats is fine.

But the guests that the new director of the rolling mill personally entertained were definitely not ordinary people, at least they had to be leaders.

"Well, you can cook a few dishes that are often eaten in old Kyoto. Maybe you have seen the guests I invited this time."

Liu Jianshe considered for a moment before opening his mouth.

Thinking that tomorrow Lou Xiao'e and Yu Haitang will bring their two sons who have never met to the capital.

Liu Jianshe's head couldn't help but feel dizzy for a while, and then he thought about the Shura field after the three women met.

Thinking about it makes my heart tremble, it's terrible.

Just coaxing Ran Qiuye a few days ago, who would have thought that the second daughter would come directly by plane without saying hello.

My life is over, I want to finish the calf!This is Liu Jianshe's truest thought.

……

The next day, at three o'clock in the afternoon, at Kyoto Airport.

When a private airliner landed slowly at the airport and the cabin door opened, Yang Jianguo walked out first.

The second is Lou's father and Lou's mother. The two old people each hold a child with a tiger's head and a tiger's head in their arms.

The children are observing everything with curious eyes at this time.

Liu Heng probed his head and observed for a while, then said in a childish voice, "Grandma, grandpa, will daddy really come to pick us up?"

"I haven't seen Dad yet? What does Dad look like?"

The younger brother Liu Zhi on the side also asked: "I heard that we have a younger brother, will Dad bring the younger brother to pick us up?"

Lou's father and Lou's mother opened their mouths, but did not answer the question directly.