Siheyuan: Chasing Me Out, Still Want Me to Help?

Director Wang frowned. There have been many complaints recently.

If they don't catch a few examples and educate them, they really think they are joking.

"It's not interesting, and I don't agree with the study, but it's important to distinguish between the primary and secondary. Now you have seriously affected the work in the station. If this continues, the Beixinqiao Waste Collection Station will soon become a decoration."

"Headmaster Shen, I've always heard that your station is the hardest hit area. I didn't believe it before, but today, it's true. Your ideological awareness is too backward, and you need to focus on education!"

"Don't use this set to press me, the meaning above is all misunderstood by you, holding a piece of paper that I don't know where it came from, and put it on the line here, let me tell you, as long as I am still the Beixinqiao Waste Collection Station The stationmaster, you won't let you mess around!"

Shen Jianguo obviously did not realize the seriousness of the problem.

This remark also successfully annoyed Director Wang.

The latter laughed in anger and said angrily: "Okay, okay, you Shen Jianguo, dare to question the work program of the Revolutionary Committee, you are no longer a problem of consciousness, you need to educate yourself separately, and arrest me!"

"What are you trying to do, Wang Yang, you will cause big problems like this!"

Misfortune comes out of the mouth.

The Revolutionary Committee Zhengchou was not typical, and Shen Jianguo stood up to be the leader.

Where have the employees of the waste collection station seen this posture.

They didn't even say hello, and even the station master was taken away if they didn't say a word. What can they do?Can only honestly follow the shouting slogans.

Just pay them on time.

It's just a matter of talking, it's easier than picking up those junk.

"Xu Damao, continue to study with the staff in the station. Before Shen Jianguo's treatment results come down, the big and small matters of the waste collection station will be handed over to you for the time being."

Happiness comes too suddenly.

When Xu Damao heard this, he immediately looked grateful.

"You can rest assured that I will not fail the expectations of the organization and promise to complete the task you gave me."

"Ah."

After explaining, Director Wang left with Shen Jianguo.

As soon as the person left, Liu Haizhong leaned forward with his waist down.

"Congratulations, Station Master Xu."

"Ehhh, the official appointment hasn't come down yet, and I've been called out."

Having said that, the smugness on Xu Damao's face could not be hidden.

Although the employees in the station were dissatisfied, the fate of stationmaster Shen was vividly remembered, and no one dared to stand up and sing against him at this time.

"Okay, don't be stunned, you have heard what Director Wang said just now, let's continue."

It's not just junkyards that are messing up.

After the establishment of the Revolutionary Committee, the order of the rolling mill was also affected.

Fortunately, the leadership team in the factory is relatively united, but it can ensure normal production.

Of course, some learning is indispensable, and the cafeteria is not spared.

The kitchen staff were preparing breakfast when they were stopped by members of the Revolutionary Committee who suddenly broke in.

The leader Ye Chen also knew him, an ordinary deputy workshop director, surnamed Li, in his fifties, a seventh-level boring worker.

I used to take a look at Liu Haizhong, and every day I saw everyone nodded and bowed.

This will be tough, holding a blackboard and dare to commandeer in Ye Chen's kitchen.

"Director Zhao said that in order to improve the ideological awareness of the employees, I will give you a morning class today."

"Deputy Director Li, the workers are waiting to eat, can we go to class after dinner?"

Liu Lan was a little helpless.

If there is no meal at the time, according to the factory rules, all employees in the cafeteria below the director will be punished.

"Eating is more important or study is more important? Liu Lan, don't think that just because you have a good relationship with Director Ye and Director Yang, you want to do something special in the kitchen. By the way, what about Director Ye? Hurry up and call for a study."

"Yo, isn't this Deputy Director Li? What kind of wind brought you here?"

It was said that Cao Cao and Cao Cao had arrived, and Ye Chen also came out of the office when he heard the movement.

Liu Lan and his party seemed to have found the backbone, and they were not as nervous as before.

"Director Ye, Director Zhao asked me to teach you a class, and I hope you can support the work of our Revolutionary Committee."

"That's natural, but you have to eat well before you have the strength to study, right? Director Zhao probably didn't eat either, right? We're fine. If you go back and starve the comrades of the Revolutionary Committee, the kitchen will be difficult to communicate with."

Even Director Yang, the surnamed Li didn't take it to heart.

However, Director Zhao had no choice but to think about it.

After frowning and thinking for a while, he decided to give Ye Chen a face.

"Just look at your Director Ye's face, let them cook quickly, and I'll come back after breakfast."

When the others walked away, the smile on Ye Chen's face slowly subsided.

Chapter [-]: Xu Damao wants to attack the Lou family

"Remember, calamity comes out of your mouth. If you don't want to do much in a special period, you should restrain your temper a little and continue to work."

Like most of the staff outside, the people in the kitchen were clearly unaware of the seriousness of the problem.

It was not convenient for Ye Chen to say anything more.

After explaining, he turned around and left the kitchen to the factory director's office.

"What does Director Ye mean?"

As soon as the person left, Ma Hua couldn't help but complained.

"What else do you mean, admit it, the Revolutionary Committee's tail is about to go up in the sky. They don't even care about the factory director, let alone Director Ye."

"It's alright, alright, don't talk nonsense here, hurry up to cook, it will take a lot of time."

There is no respect, no etiquette, all day long study and education, all business is on the side.

This is the current state of rolling mills.

Director Yang was sulking when Ye Chen pushed the door into the office.

"Yo, what's the matter? Who hired you again?"

"Who else can you say, what do these people want to do? With chicken feathers as arrows, the factory is now in chaos. A director of the workshop below was pointed at the nose by several employees because he complained a few words. The scolding, and even worse, people ask me to do justice, what can I do? What about the production in the factory?"

Director Yang leaned back on his chair and vented all the grievances accumulated this week in front of Ye Chen.

Even the big leaders have no way to change this situation, let alone that he is just a factory manager of a public-private joint venture.

"It's a shame that you are still thinking about production."

Ye Chen sighed, Director Yang was too arrogant.

A single tendon, admit the truth, the principle is too strong.

If he doesn't change his temper, something will happen sooner or later.

"Comrade Old Yang, there is something you may not like to hear, but I still want to say that there should be more contact with you from the Factory Revolutionary Committee. It is not good for them to be pointed at Mai Mang.

"I know I don't like to hear what you say." Director Yang glared at Ye Chen and said dissatisfiedly, "Why didn't you feel that your kid's consciousness was so low before, if even I were complicit with them, the tens of thousands of people would be in trouble. The factory must not be messed up."

Soft-footed shrimp, spineless.

If it weren't for the contacts over the years, I would know what kind of temperament Ye Chen was.

Director Yang has kicked him out now.

There's only so much that can be said, and if people don't listen, Ye Chen can't do anything about it.

When I came out of the factory director's office, the walls of the factory courtyard were covered with slogans like plaster, which looked a little depressing.

Ye Chen has been following the development of the times and never thought of changing anything.

Maybe after this experience, the future can be better.

It's just such a big time, it's still confusing.

Ye Chen's biggest reliance now is nothing more than massive materials and sufficient funds, but it is the most deadly thing in such an era.

When it was time to get off work, the Factory Revolutionary Committee convened all the workers through the broadcast.

"What's wrong again?"

"Who knows, it's definitely not good anyway."

"Shh, keep your voice down. You're not afraid of being overheard by someone with a heart, and you turn around and kill someone? Sun Fugui from our workshop has been arrested for saying two bad things about the Revolutionary Committee."

"What are you talking about, don't let anyone say anything."

He Yuzhu frowned as he heard the discussions around him, not knowing what he was thinking.

The factory employees crowded the square vacantly.

Director Zhao came to the stage accompanied by several people.

The visitor wears gold-rimmed eyes with a pair of thin legs and a round frame, looking at the age of forty years old.

"Everyone, don't be impatient."

Pressing his hands, Director Zhao said with a loudspeaker: "In response to the call of the country, we have carried out a week-long study in the factory, and the results have been remarkable."

As soon as the voice fell, several people were pressed up.

Looking at the expressionless colleagues on the stage, everyone was silent.

Director Yang clenched his fists on the side. If Ye Chen hadn't watched from the side, he would have gone up.

There are a lot of model worker candidates here.

Another is the deputy director of the workshop who I just mentioned not long ago.

They are all examples of workers, and they end up being brought out to criticize and educate them.

Ye Chen was expressionless.