Mao Yongyi guessed Song Mu's concerns at the first time, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he said to Song Mu nonchalantly: "Xiao Song, this is not like you." Do you think about it, what did you say the other day? ”

Song Mu was a little stunned when asked, she recalled it for a long time, and she couldn't remember what she had said. It wasn't until Mao Yongyi took out a small bag from his pocket and Song Mu recognized that it was the imperial guard he gave him to protect his health, that she realized what Mao Yongyi was referring to: "Let it bless your health, and provide us with a gust of wind and a gust of rain?" ”

The smile on Mao Yongyi's face became even brighter: "That's right, isn't the meaning of the existence of our old guys just to help you young people shelter from the wind and rain?" Whether it is to invite people to buy people's hearts or to belittle the ability of old guys, they can say whatever they like, and justice is at ease in the hearts of the people. If you want to do it, then do it, and as for the rest, I'll help you carry it. ”

Mao Yongyi's words were very plain, and there was no impassioned element in his tone, but Song Mu felt a surge in his heart, and there was a trace of emotion in the surging voice. For a while, she didn't know what to say, she only felt an inexplicable heat in her eyes, and she always wanted to say a few words that were out of place.

In the end, she swallowed those words anyway, and a thousand words converged into one sentence: "Okay Ling. Guide! ”

Mao Yongyi nodded with satisfaction, then waved at Song Mu, signaling that she could leave.

Song Mu said goodbye and was about to call someone, but after taking two steps, he slowed down. Mao Yongyi always stopped her suddenly when she was about to leave, and she estimated that it might happen this time.

Sure enough, just as Song Mu slowed down, Mao Yongyi's voice sounded behind her again: "That's right, Xiao Song." ”

Song Mu turned around and heard Mao Yongyi say: "Since you want to give bonuses to all the people who work for the elite team this year, I guess your big production room can't fit it." In this case, you go back and call someone to our auditorium first, and I will call the radio room and let the broadcast directly broadcast there, and let the eligible people go to the auditorium within half an hour. ”

In this way, Song Mu will naturally save a lot of effort. More importantly, with the broadcast of the factory radio room, it is equivalent to announcing to everyone that there is the support of the factory director behind it. After all, it is not possible to broadcast in a broadcasting studio without the permission of the factory director.

Song Mu thanked Mao Yongyi again, Mao Yongyi waved his hand indifferently, this time, there was really nothing more to explain.

Song Mu was on his way back to the elite group, when he heard the radio in the factory suddenly make a "buzz", obviously someone was about to speak.

Immediately after, I listened to the horns in every corner of the factory, and at the same time echoed the announcer's voice: "Hey? Feed. An urgent notice is issued below: All comrades who have been seconded to the elite group this year, no matter which work they have participated in, are requested to go to the factory auditorium within half an hour. Note that no matter which work you have participated in, please go to the factory auditorium within half an hour.

"Comrades who have not been seconded can now go home directly from work for the Chinese New Year. Here, Haishi Fine Arts Film Studio would like to thank every comrade for every piece of energy and sweat paid to the studio this year, and wish everyone a happy New Year and all the best in advance!

"Below, repeat, urgent notice: ...... have been seconded this year"

The notice in the loudspeaker was read out three times, and after reading it all three times, Song Mu happened to return to the elite group.

When Song Mu stepped into the office of the elite group, several people from the elite group stood at the door to greet her, and those people inside were already packing up their things, turning off the computer and carrying the schoolbag.

"It's a bit of a year's flavor." Song Mu nodded with satisfaction.

Everyone in the elite group didn't pay attention to her nonsense, and Liu Xiaoping hurriedly asked, "Lead. Guide, big collar. What is the attitude of the guide? ”

Without waiting for Song Mu to answer, Li Xuelin rolled his eyes and interjected: "This still needs to be asked. Lead? You haven't listened to the radio anymore? Let's go straight to the auditorium! Collar. The guide is obviously still fully supportive. Guide! ”

Song Mu was afraid that the two would pinch up at this time, so he hurriedly answered: "Xuelin is right, the factory director fully supports him." ”

Then, she learned what Mao Yongyi said to everyone word for word.

After listening to this, Liu Xiaoping burst into tears of excitement, and she said in a somewhat choked voice: "Big, big collar. The guide is really good, woo woo. I'm going to follow the big collar. Lead for a lifetime! Woohoo......"

Wang Xue was so excited that she wanted to cry, but when she saw Liu Xiaoping crying first, she quickly wiped the corners of her eyes and comforted Liu Xiaoping.

Li Xuelin stood aside a little at a loss, Song Mu hated him and kicked him, so he hurriedly stepped forward to comfort him.

After coaxing Liu Xiaoping, everyone went in to pack their things, and then picked up three cardboard boxes and went to the auditorium.

When they arrived at the auditorium, there were already quite a few people seated inside. Since there was no advance seating, everyone was sitting together in a few familiar groups, and their small groups chatted about their own topics, and the auditorium was "buzzing" like a vegetable market.

It was precisely because everyone's attention was chatting that the entry of Song Mu and others did not cause a commotion. It wasn't until a few people walked up to the front stage that they were noticed.

"The collar of the elite group. The guides have arrived! The people who saw it were the first to say to their friends.

After hearing this, friends looked at the stage one after another, and after confirming that Song Mu and the others really appeared on the stage, they would pass on the news to other friends or colleagues around them. In just a few moments, the entire auditorium saw the elite group on the stage.

They began to spontaneously and rhythmically shout the name of the "elite group".

Song Mu waved at the people below with a smile, her original intention was to express "It's almost, it's okay", but the people below didn't understand what she meant, but because of her response, they shouted more fiercely.

Due to the suddenness of the use of the auditorium, the audio microphone was not ready, Han Yangqiu hurriedly ran to the backstage, and turned on the stereo by dividing it by two, so that Song Mu was able to spread the sound throughout the auditorium.

"Everyone! Everybody! Song Mu shouted twice in a row before the following calls stopped. It wasn't a serious rally, so the chatting didn't stop completely, although there was still some noisy "buzzing".

Song Mu was just about to say something, but there was a good person below, and he shouted to Song Mu with a loud voice: "Team Leader Song! Is there anything good about calling us here? ”

Song Mu didn't care about this, she looked around the black head below with a smile, but she didn't find which question was raised.

She simply gave up looking for this person, but said frankly to everyone below: "This comrade has a good question, but there are still ten minutes before the final time, and I think there are still many comrades who have not arrived. I think you might as well talk for a while, and when all the comrades who haven't arrived have arrived, I'll announce it together. ”

As her words fell, many people below answered her with their voices pulled at their throats - some shouted "yes", some shouted "yes", some shouted "no problem", and occasionally two troublemakers shouted "no", which only caused bursts of laughter, and there was no need to take these "objections" seriously.

Song Mu waited for about five minutes, and seeing that there had been no one going inside for a while, she felt that everyone might have almost arrived.

Walking to the front of the stage, Song Mu knocked on the microphone, and the noise in the audience suddenly fell silent, and everyone's eyes were focused on her.

Song Mu said with a professional smile on his face, "Good afternoon, everyone." Today is the last day before the New Year's holiday in our factory, and I think everyone must be looking forward to getting off work and going home for the New Year. I understand everyone's anxious mood very well, so try to make a long story short, those speeches that have not been gained, the development review of the elite group this year, etc., skip directly, let's go directly to the dry goods! ”

Her words immediately aroused applause and applause from the audience.

Song Mu stretched out her hand and pressed it, and waited until this wave of applause passed, she continued: "Next, a few comrades who have been named, please come to the stage!" ”

"Comrade Zhou Hongyun!"

"Comrade Sang Jifang!"

"Comrade Lu Kangping!"

"Comrade He Jiahui!"

“……”

“……”

"Comrade Dorngerard!"

"Comrade George Green!"

The first wave was pointed out by Song Mu, the members of the production committee, and the two foreign teachers in the computer room, this group of people walked from the stage to the stage and stood in a row, Song Mu took out red envelopes with their names written on them from a box, handed them one by one, shook hands with them, and said, "It's been a hard year, happy Spring Festival." ”

These red envelopes are actually passbooks, and the money in each passbook is a little less than that given to the elite group, 6,666 soft sister coins per person. It may not be a big deal to Song Mu and others, but for the production committee and the two foreign teachers, they usually get a fixed salary, and the six thousand six hundred and sixty-six yuan is a huge amount of money.

It is the custom of foreigners to open the gift on the spot, so as to show respect for the giver, so Dongelald has to open it and look at it the moment he receives it.

He Jiahui saw that he was about to open it, and immediately whispered to stop him: "Mr. Gerald, we can only open it in private, and it is rude to open it on the spot." ”

Although Dorngerard Mandarin is not good, the level of listening and reading is still passable, and after listening to He Jiahui's words, he gave up the plan to open it with kindness.

However, at this moment, George Green, who was standing on the other side of him, said a national scolding in a straight voice: "! ”