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"Oh..." Lin Yue smiled and said, "They all know?"

Qin Huairu always felt that his smile was weird, but she couldn't tell exactly where the weirdness was.

"There are things they don't know, but...it's not yet time."

After Lin Yue finished speaking, he picked up the photo frame hanging on the wall, turned around and walked outside: "This is useless to you and Yi Zhonghai, I took it away and told Sha Zhu, if he still wants to If you break a few bones, go to the front yard and make trouble with me."

Qin Huairu looked at his back that was getting further and further away, gritted her teeth, and said nothing.

...

September.

Another scorching day.

Ever since Li Changming entered, Liu Lan's life has been difficult. They used to have an affair, and thanks to the favor of the deputy factory manager, she is more prestigious than the director of the canteen in the canteen.

Now, although Sha Zhu didn't deliberately exclude her, the second chef, side dishes, and dutch people took her less and less seriously, and even the dishwasher dared to shame her.

He had just finished ordering food for a few people in the third workshop, and was ridiculed about whether menopause had come early, and there was no smile on his face.

It's been seven years, and it's getting worse day by day. Can she laugh at her?

"Fried pork with beans."

A voice came from behind, Liu Lan turned her head and saw Jia Geng, an apprentice who had been in the cafeteria for more than half a month, came over with a pot of vegetables, put it on the table in front of her, and turned around without even looking at her just go.

"Hey, I said you are new here, do you understand the rules?"

It's fine if the second chef, the side dishes, and the lottery don't give her a good look. After all, they are all old people in the cafeteria. How dare a newcomer treat her like this? Yes, he has a close relationship with Shazhu, but many people gossip behind his back, ridiculing Shazhu for not only raising Qin Huairu's son for eight years, but also helping to find a job, just like a qualified father.

"don't know."

What is a stick? Movies are not allowed in the TV series, and he put on a bad face when he went to check the ticket. The leader of the street office asked him to sweep the street and almost got into a fight with the captain, but what about after he got the job of entering the agency and driving? Have you had any conflicts with your colleagues?

No.

To put it bluntly, it is the garbage that employs people forward and does not need to be backward, perfect inheritance... No, it should be said that it perfectly inherited Qin Huairu's characteristics of being full of calculations and eyes full of interests.

"Hey, have you two finished talking? Hurry up and make dinner."

Upon hearing this, the two people with big eyes and small eyes looked over together.

"It's you?"

The two said in unison.

Liu Lan never expected that after seven years, he would see the person who sent Li Changming to prison again.

What about stick stems?

That was really jealousy when the enemy met him. He tried his best to suppress his anger and forced himself not to look at him.

Lin Yue pointed to the newly served fried pork with beans and said, "One serving of fried pork with beans and two steamed buns."

"You weren't fired?"

Liu Lan took a spoon and put a pestle into the vegetable bowl, scooped up more than half a spoonful of vegetables, and made sarcastic remarks casually. Halfway through, with a flick of her wrist, the food in the spoon was missing by three points. When it fell into the lunch box in Lin Yue's hand, there was only a small amount of food. Small group.

"Bring him two steamed buns."

Without waiting for Lin Yue to answer the above question, Liu Lan ordered the stick to bring the staple food.

It's a pity that she was ignored. Jia Zhiqing, who had high eyes and low hands, snorted coldly, turned and left.

Liu Lan stared at his back angrily, picked up two steamed buns with a bamboo clip and patted them on the lunch box: "Next."

Lin Yue didn't walk away immediately, and said meaningfully: "You don't care if I'm fired or not, but I know you're about to fail."

Liu Lan looked at him with disdain: "Have you finished speaking? Don't block the way after you have finished speaking. Didn't you see that there are many people waiting behind?"

A fitter, even if he has an eighth-level skill, is still an ordinary worker, and she doesn't take it seriously at all.

Lin Yue glanced behind him, didn't say much, and left with the lunch box, walked to the table occupied by Master Xu, and sat down.

"Did you say something sarcastic about you?"

"Well……"

"Seven years ago, I don't know where the news came out, saying that you ran away with Ran's family. You were a traitor, a bad element, and a disgrace to the factory. The bulletin board praised you for winning glory for our factory in the National Fitter Skills Competition. Articles were torn up."

That's a bad reputation.

Lin Yue said: "The group of Liu Lan and Liu Guangtian did it."

Old Xu returned him a "you understand" smile.

In the afternoon, the guild organized a factory-wide staff meeting. After Liu Lan, Sha Zhu and others prepared the ingredients for the evening, they went to the auditorium not far from the cafeteria.

It's still the same way, when the people arrive almost, the chief of the publicity department will make a simple opening statement, and then hand over the right to speak to Director Kong.

"Today, I have two things to talk about. The first thing is that the new era has arrived, and our rolling mill must also respond to the call of the superiors. For the past..."

Director Kong talked about it for about half an hour before explaining the main point - gradually disbanding the bloated departments that have nothing to do with the company's production, such as the picket team, the human security team, and the political propaganda team.

Sitting in the first row below, he took a small notebook to listen and memorize while pretending to listen carefully, Liu Guangtian was dumbfounded, his eyeballs were protruding, but this time they turned into dumbbells.

Disband the PICC?

So what about his team leader?

Yu Haitang, who was sitting behind Liu Guangtian, was also caught off guard. Rumors arose in the factory recently, and some people were gossiping behind their backs, saying that people like Liu Guangtian were already grasshoppers after autumn, and that they would have a good life in a few days. I didn't take it seriously, I didn't expect this day to come, and it came very quickly.

Director Kong didn't give the employees too much time to react, and took a sip of water from the cup: "The second thing is about a person, and that is Comrade Lin Yue from our factory. Call and ask our factory to check a license plate number. To be honest, I was very disturbed when I heard it, because this car is in our factory, and I approved it for Comrade Lin Yue to go out on business, but I can't hide it. , Let’s tell the truth. Until three days ago, someone from the district came with a certificate of merit, so I feel relieved now.”

Speaking of this, Director Kong glanced around the workers in the field, got up slowly, said something again, and nodded to the chief of the propaganda department. The man stood up and said, "Comrade Lin Yue, please come on stage."

"It turned out to be him."

"Seven years, this guy really came back..."

"I said long ago that he definitely didn't run away. It's not easy to take Li Changqing down."

"..."

Amidst the discussions, Lin Yue stepped onto the stage.

Director Kong presented him with the certificate, and pinned a medal and a small red flower on his chest with his own hands. After saying a few words of encouragement, he turned around and looked at the people in the audience and said: " Everyone be quiet and listen to me."

The whispering below stopped, everyone was silent, and turned to look at the front desk.

"Comrade Lin Yue has accomplished the tasks assigned by his superiors excellently in the past seven years. Now he has returned to our rolling mill. After being organized and studied, he has reported to his superiors for approval. From today, Comrade Lin Yue will serve as the chief of the production department of our factory." Welcome, everyone applauds."

After a brief silence, as the heads of various departments behind the table took the lead in applauding, there was a "wow" below.

However, no matter how warm the applause was, it couldn't cover up some people's comments.

"It turns out that I went to perform a mission, no wonder it took seven years to leave."

"How old is he? 29 or 30? Is he the chief of the department at such a young age? And it's such an important department as the production department?"

"What is this? I heard that the higher-ups originally wanted him to be the deputy director of technology. However, because he was too young and had no experience as a cadre, Director Kong was worried that he would not be able to convince the public, so he followed up with several deputy directors. The factory manager discussed it and asked him to stay in the position of head of the production department for two years for a transition."

"No wonder...the production department is He Fumin's territory, and this is paving the way for him to climb up."

"I'm more curious about what kind of task can make a fitter earn enough credit to be promoted to deputy factory manager."

"Don't ask if you don't know, be careful that the misfortune comes out of your mouth."

"..."

Listening to the comments of the people around him, Bang Geng felt very uncomfortable, why? Why did this notorious person in the courtyard become the leader?

He glanced at Shazhu, and found that the face of the new canteen director was also black.

In the past ten years, the highest rank in the courtyard is the team leader—the second uncle, the leader of the picket team, and Liu Guangtian, the leader of the human security team. Now Lin Yuecheng is the chief of the section, one level higher than the team leader. With departments such as the picket team, production team, and human security team being banned, the chief of the production section has undoubtedly become the real authority in charge of production. The No. 3 Rolling Steel Plant is a large factory with thousands of employees. If you count the family members of the employees, how many people can he influence?