Hongfeng came out of the high car group and saw Master Zhu walking towards the modeling section, so he shouted; "Alas, Master Zhu?"

Master Zhu turned back as he walked and said, "Chairman Jia is waiting for you." ”

As soon as Red Maple turned around, he walked lightly into the office door with two long legs that looked empty like a flagpole pulling a flag.

"Yikes!" The moment she lowered her head and entered the door, she happened to be walking out alone, and while the man turned his head to speak, one arm suddenly lifted, and poked her directly in the shoulder. The loss of Hong Feng is too familiar with this door with two side doors, and he always has to instinctively pause when he enters the door, otherwise, this young man who patronizes and talks back will definitely poke his finger in Hong Feng's face.

"Yikes! I'm sorry, I patronized and talked to Chairman Jia, didn't it hurt? The four who came out were strange young men. When he squeezed out of the door that was only half open, he stared at Yue Hongfeng without blinking, and smiled: "Ah, this door is too, open a half-sliding door, isn't it pure not to let people out." As he spoke, he pushed the other half open. While pushing the half of the door, he also looked at the red maple a few more times, "Huh? Why can't it be opened? ”

Hong Feng stood aside and could only say, "It's stuck in it." ”

Red Maple didn't know this young man. The young man pulled the latch on the other half of the door open, and pointed his hand outward, as if to ask the inside, but his eyes looked at the red maple and asked, "Where is Director Fu?" What about styling? Where's the styling? In the last sentence, he deliberately asked Hongfeng. The young man, upper-middle-headed, with a pair of slender eyes on a square face, and thin lips pursed, revealed a bit of disdain and arrogance towards everything, but there was no lack of politeness.

Hongfeng saw that the person in front of him was asking himself in front of the door, so he said enthusiastically: "The modeling section is the factory in front." The moment she raised her hand, her slender white fingers, like a lily blown by the wind, swept right over the bridge of her nose, which was on the side of her face. The young man's gaze followed the gesture of the red maple and looked at the modeling section, and he couldn't help but stop on her hand for a moment. At the same time, there was a cultivated humility in his arrogant expression, and he smiled gracefully and thanked: "Thank you, thank you, thank you very much!" The young man spoke Mandarin, which made Hongfeng look back at him.

Hong Feng entered the office on the right hand, and Chairman Jia was carrying a blackboard newspaper with Master Jin. The blackboard newspaper was not too large and was inserted behind a wooden filing cabinet. Hongfeng stepped forward to help, but Master Jin said: "No, no, Hongfeng, you can help Chairman Jia, help Chairman Jia, hehe, hehe, why is it so tight." ”

Finally took out the blackboard newspaper, Chairman Jia patted the ash on his hand, and said to Hongfeng: "The factory union will hold a blackboard newspaper contest after a while, and you will need to write it at that time." ”

Master Jin echoed competently on the side: "That's it, look at this busy, our Chairman Jia, there has been no rest all year round, it is a technical competition, and it is a board newspaper competition, ah, the busiest thing in the whole workshop is our Chairman Jia, and the help of Hongfeng......"

"That's it, Red Maple has helped a lot, Red Maple is a good doll, when is it hard work, when to work overtime, when to work overtime, when to work overtime, never too much work, and not like the workshop to make excessive requests, hey, but a good doll." Although Chairman Jia is over fifty years old, he has a doll in one mouthful, which makes Yue Hongfeng feel a little embarrassed. She asked Chairman Jia what was the matter with her, but in fact, she had also borrowed the opportunity to get materials to inquire about the situation.

Chairman Jia looked at the door, looked at Master Jin and Hongfeng with trusting eyes and said: "Hongfeng, I also recommend you to go to the factory union to help, but, at the same time, I also have to consider your personal future, such as this technical competition in the factory," Hongfeng explained softly: "It is called the 1982 technical competition of the First Machinery Factory."

"Oh yes, that is, like this competition, well, I heard that whoever wins first or second may have a salary increase. It may not be level 1, or it may be half level, no matter how much it rises, but this is a major matter related to individuals. So ......"

Master Jin echoed and said: "That is, how many times can you only increase your salary in a lifetime, it is not easy to have such a good opportunity at such a young age like you." ”

"Yes, yes, this is an exception. So, and, "Chairman Jia sometimes can't tell whether to use it or whether it should be used." "So, I, I would like to suggest to you that during this time, I will tell the factory union to come back first. When I come back to participate in this martial arts competition, I will go to the factory union to help. Supposedly, if you help in the factory trade union, you should be able to get care, and Minister Li of the trade union said that you are a good person. However, the technical competition still has to come back to the actual operation. It cannot be said that without participating in the actual operation, who will be given a first place and second place. ”

In Hongmaple's heart, he actually thinks so. This is what she wanted to ask when she came back. She was hesitant, and it was not easy to ask others in the factory union, so she wanted to ask Chairman Jia. However, after listening to Chairman Jia's words, while she was grateful to Chairman Jia, she also had a little thing in her heart——— it would be good if she could be left by the factory union. This kind of thing, she hasn't told anyone, she knows that it needs a back door, and there are academic qualifications, we are not college students, not even a technical secondary school or technical school, I just replaced my mother after graduating from high school to work in a machine. Alas, dream. It's not that she doesn't like driving high cars in the workshop, she just has her own hobbies.