Manager Xiang seems to be an old acquaintance of the big iceberg, and he makes all kinds of jokes when he meets, but when he walks into the conference room to talk about work, he is very serious and serious. Starting with an overview of the project, the project progress, project funding, the expected completion time of the project, and the related difficulties faced now and may be faced in the future are introduced. The whole report was completely unscripted, and it was done in one go, as if I was very familiar with the project situation.

"Uncle Xiang, I already know the basic situation of the Anhe project, and I will solve the cost problem of the shield machine you just mentioned. Da Bingshan listened very carefully, made notes in his notebook from time to time, and is now replying to the records one by one: "The purchase cost of the shield machine is too high, we can rent it, or if the time does not conflict, I can transfer it from other projects." The second issue is the ...... of project funding"

Listening to Da Bingshan's methodical reply, my admiration for him suddenly rose to a new height. However, at the age of 25, only 3 years older than me, those words that I don't understand at all are already treasured by the big iceberg, and those problems that I find extremely difficult, the big iceberg has already found a solution in such a short time.

Gap, in my countless times I have sighed that Da Bingshan can be the president, largely due to the fact that he is the son of the previous president, and now, I have a deeper understanding that Da Bingshan is not only the dazzling title of president, but the strength to make decisions and turn over the rain at the right time!

"Xiao Ye, you kid, it's okay, so many problems are not a problem in front of you!" After listening to the solution of the big iceberg, Mr. Xiang felt confident in his heart, and returned to his previous joking attitude and said: "So you have to go to Uncle Xiang often in the future, and use the thinking of young people to come up with more ideas for us old stubborns!"

"Uncle Xiang is too polite, where is the way I have, it is completely Uncle Xiang, you understand me, the big problems have been solved by yourself, leave these to test my ability, right?" Da Bingshan smiled very modestly and asked, "Uncle Xiang, did I pass my answer this time?"

"Your boy has been doing well in his studies since he was a child, and he has never disappointed. Uncle Xiang looked kind and nodded with satisfaction.

"Uncle Xiang, I came here this time but I made another discovery. Da Bingshan's expression suddenly became more serious, and his sharp eyes glanced at the department managers present, and said slowly: "Today I went to the project site, the wind was too strong, and I had a headache. ”

Hey, isn't that my line? Could it be that Comrade Bingshan also had a headache at that time?

"Secretary Fan, what's going on?" Manager Xiang's expression became solemn and asked sharply.

What's the matter, why is the atmosphere suddenly wrong, the wind is blowing a little headache, is it the project secretary who can control it? I am very puzzled, but who can answer my questions at this time, or obediently act as a competent bystander.

"Mr. Xiang, today is my negligence, the first time I saw Mr. Ye, I was too excited, so I ......" Secretary Fan got up and stood up, his thoughts were a little confused, and he stammered for a while before adding: "Later, I asked people to bring the helmet and ask Mr. Ye to wear it, but Mr. Ye said that there was no need to ......"

"What do you mean later, the helmet should be put on the first time you enter the construction site! In case there is really any danger, what is the use of you putting it on afterwards?" Xiang Zong roared hoarsely, obviously angry: "How many times have I told you about this question, why don't you remember?

It turns out that we forgot to wear a hard hat today! And the problem of cold head seems to be raised by me. In fact, I didn't care about the helmet at the time, just a casual chat, did I stab Lou Zi?

The conference room was filled with Mr. Xiang's heavy drinking, and no one dared to refute anything. And at this moment, why do I feel so cold? The air conditioner is obviously exhaling hot, why do I still feel so cold?