Save the Bachelor of Heaven

Song Yukun then arranged for the factory office to let Xiang Nan join the factory newspaper, and even personally sent Xiang Nan to the factory newspaper office.

"Director~" More than a dozen employees from the factory newspaper were drinking tea and chatting there. When they saw Song Yukun arriving, they all stood up and said hello.

Song Yukun nodded slightly and took Xiang Nan directly to the president's office.

"Hey, factory director, why are you here? If you have anything to do, just call me over." President Xu Wendong was startled when he saw Song Yukun's sudden visit, and he quickly stood up to welcome him.

"Lao Xu, don't you always tell me that your factory is short of manpower? That's why I specially brought you a talent today." Song Yukun looked at Xiang Nan and said, "Wang Yang, graduated from Huagang Middle School, a very talented person. Ji Ling, you should cultivate him well."

When Xu Wendong heard this, his expression suddenly froze.

He had mentioned to the factory director that the factory reported a shortage of workers before, but he wanted to take the opportunity to arrange for his nephew to come in, but he didn't expect that the factory director actually sent Xiang Nan over.

However, since it was sent by the factory director himself, and he also asked him to cultivate it well, Xu Wendong naturally did not dare to neglect, and quickly stepped forward to hold Xiang Nan's hand, "Okay, as expected, heroes come from young. Since the factory director trusts him so much Me, then I will definitely cultivate you well."

"Well, okay, Lao Xu, please worry more." Song Yukun nodded, then looked at Xiang Nan, "Then I'll go first?"

"Well, I'll find you at noon." Xiang Nan nodded.

"Okay, okay." Song Yukun left immediately.

When Xu Wendong saw this, he couldn't help but be very confused. It seemed that Director Song had an unusual relationship with this child.

"Xiao Wang, are you related to Director Song?" he asked tentatively.

"Yes, Director Song is my uncle." Xiang Nan said casually.

"Oh." Xu Wendong suddenly realized. No wonder the factory director, a high school graduate from Xiangnan District, was able to arrange for him to work in the factory and even sent him to report in person. It seemed that the relationship was indeed very close.

In this case, you cannot neglect it and must take good care of it.

"Okay, since we are in the same department, we are a family." Xu Wendong immediately smiled and said, "If you have anything to do in the future, just tell me. Come, I will take you to meet someone first."

…

Xu Wendong said, leading Xiang Nan to the office outside, and introduced more than a dozen employees of the factory newspaper to him one after another.

Although the factory newspaper is not big, the sparrow is small and has all the internal organs.

Some are responsible for writing, some are responsible for editing, some are responsible for photography, some are responsible for video recording, some are responsible for correction, some are responsible for typesetting, and some are responsible for printing...

"Xiao Wang, you can just be responsible for the delivery from now on." Xu Wendong immediately said to Xiang Nan.

When everyone present heard this, they couldn't help but be envious.

The factory report is published every Monday. After it is published, it needs to be sent to the factory director's office, factory affairs office, finance office, production department, sales department and other departments.

Such a small amount of work can be delivered in two hours at most. The rest of the time is basically just playing.

It can be said that this is the most idle position in the factory. How many people are anxiously looking forward to this position, but they just can’t get it.

Because this position was originally reserved by Xu Wendong for his nephew. This position has been vacant since the employee who was previously responsible for the payment retired.

Unexpectedly, Xiang Nan was given such a position just after he arrived at such a young age, which was really beyond their expectations.

"Okay, thank you, president. I will do my best." Xiang Nan nodded and said, "I will live up to the expectations of the factory director and you."

"That's right." Xu Wendong smiled and said, "Okay, let's do your work. Lao Luo, come in with me." He called the editor-in-chief Lao Luo to the office.

"Hey, Xiao Wang, ok, you have such a good position right away." After the president and editor-in-chief left, everyone else looked at Xiang Nan. Among them, Li Huahao, who was in charge of writing, said with envy.

He is responsible for writing the manuscript, which is not an easy task. A manuscript often had to be turned over and over again, and he didn't know how many times to revise it before the editor and the president would approve it. It was really exhausting for him.

In comparison, Xiang Nan's position is too easy. At that time, as long as the newspapers are delivered, the work will be successfully completed. Most of the rest of the time, there is nothing to do.

It was simply too relaxed, too comfortable, and so enviable.

"Are you the president's nephew? That's not right. Your surname is Wang, and his surname is Xu?"

"Xiao Wang, what's your relationship with the factory director?"

"The factory director personally sent you to work, Xiao Wang, you have quite an identity~"

Everyone asked in a hurry.

"Okay, what are you asking for? Just do your own thing." At this time, the editor-in-chief Luo Yonghuai, who had just been called in by the president, came out and scolded.

He just heard from the president that Wang Yang had a background and had a close relationship with the factory director, so he asked him to help and look after him more.

Luo Yonghuai naturally didn't dare to take it seriously, so when he saw these old employees gossiping about Xiang Nan, he quickly stepped forward to rescue him.

Xiang Nan smiled and didn't answer any questions. He sat down in his seat with an incomprehensible look, then took out a pen and paper and continued writing his novel.

The reason why he chose to join the factory newspaper was because he wanted to spend more time writing.

…

At noon, Xiang Nan came to Huagang canteen to eat.

"Yang'er, here it is." Wang Xiang waved his hand.

Xiang Nan hurried over and said, "Dad~"

"How are you? Are you used to working in the factory? Have you ever been bullied? What kind of work have you been assigned to do..." Wang Xiang asked continuously.

Xiang Nan laughed when he saw this.

Despite Wang Xiang's usually chauvinistic appearance, his love for his son is really beyond words.

"Don't worry, Dad, I'm fine. The president takes good care of me and arranges for me to deliver the newspapers. He just waits for the newspapers to come out and distributes them to various departments. I'm not tired at all.

Everyone took good care of me and no one made things difficult for me. Xiang Nan then answered one by one.

"That's okay, do your best." Wang Xiang breathed a sigh of relief, and then pushed the dish towards Xiang Nan.

After eating, Xiang Nan came to the factory director's office.

When Song Yukun saw Xiang Nan coming, he quickly sent the factory office secretary away, and then took the initiative to make tea for Xiang Nan, "How about it, Xu Wendong still takes care of you, right?"

"It's not bad." Xiang Nan nodded, raised his neck, and drank the scalding hot tea directly, making Song Yukun dumbfounded.

This tea was made with boiling hot water, and it felt hot to his hands even while holding it. He didn't expect Xiang Nan to drink it directly. He was really not an ordinary person.

"That's good, that's good." Song Yukun said with a smile, "If you speak again if something happens in the future, I will criticize him severely." With that, he filled Xiang Nan's water again.

Xiang Nan smiled slightly when he saw this.

Wang Xiang also taught himself to be discerning. He would refill someone's tea cup when he saw it was empty, and light a fire for someone who wanted to smoke. He never imagined that Song Yukun, as the director of the factory, would take the initiative to pour him water.

But that's not a big deal.

After all, he has even been an emperor, and Song Yukun is amazing, he is just a seventh-grade sesame official, in charge of a Hua Steel Factory.