Zhang Duanchang rarely seems to enter the office on his right, and even if he comes in, he still has something to say, and he leaves after speaking. It seems that everyone's favorite place to hang out has nothing to do with him. But then he came in, and he spoke a strong native dialect that made people feel like a peasant in a worker's garb no matter how he looked. He stood at the door, looking at Chairman Jia, while shuttling back and forth between Master Jin and Master Zhu with his eyes.

"Now there is no one in Da Liu's group, and we have to ensure normal shifts, and we have to send people to take turns to accompany the patients, what can I do, and the workshop has to be people, and I can't share people at once, how can I do this."

Chairman Jia looked up at Zhang Duanchang and pondered. Obviously, he felt that he was not the director or deputy director of the workshop, and it was inconvenient to say more about personnel. However, he thought that he could make some suggestions on the matter of accompanying Da Liu, so he said: "Who is accompanying Da Liu in the hospital now?" Guo Guozhu? ”

"No, how can Guo Guozhu go, he has now become the main force in the group, today it is Li Taigen in the hospital, I have reflected with the directors a few times, their group needs to be replenished immediately, otherwise, it will not work at all." Moreover, from this month onwards, the production task is getting heavier and heavier, how can the production be guaranteed due to insufficient personnel? Besides, Da Liu can't get better in half of the time, and even if he does, it's a question of whether he can go to work. The team leader needs to be reappointed immediately. Alas, it's a pity, where did Da Liu find such a good team leader? ”

Master Jin saw that there was no one else in the office, and suggested in a low voice: "Is Yu Wen the team leader?" ”

"That's what I think too." Zhang Duanchang said, "But Yu Wen, who concentrates on technology, may not be too tough in management." ”

"So what do you do?" Master Jin looked like a workshop leader today, and he talked a lot, "Then you will choose a new one to be the team leader, how can there be anything, isn't it just a little ancestor, it's not easy." The leaders mainly depend on your opinion, don't you say, Chairman Jia? "Master Jin wants to ask Chairman Jia. Chairman Jia snorted twice, smiled and didn't speak. He seemed to have just noticed that Hong Feng was sitting in the corner and was silent, so he said to Hong Feng, "Red Feng, you will start doing it now?" ”

Hongfeng looked up at Chairman Jia with a focused expression, and said, "Well, I want to hurry up and get the things the secretary said to commemorate the party's birthday?" Didn't you say the staff show last time? Why did it become a theatrical performance to commemorate the party's birthday? ”

"Ah, the same, the same thing, originally planned to hold two performances, a staff show, a commemoration of the party's birthday performance, and then the senior party officials of the factory said, well, two or three times a year is a good thing for the whole factory staff to perform, but the top priority in the factory is to go all out to do a good job in the new product shearer on the ground, the workers are very busy, simply combine the two performances, synthesize one, hehe, this is not a synthesis performance. It is a theatrical performance to commemorate the party's birthday. So, one thing. When Chairman Jia said this, he was careful about his words from time to time, as if he would violate some heavenly rule if he didn't do so. At this time, I don't know when Sanqing came in, made a serious look, and said: "I know that the big secretary in the factory is a new one." It turned out to be an engineer in the factory research institute, so he attached great importance to the production and products in the factory. Otherwise...... a tall figure happened to be behind him, and suddenly slapped him on the neck, only to hear a hoarse voice say: "Ahh You're about to become a member of the party committee, you know everything. ”

Sanqing couldn't help but shrink his neck forward and shouted, "Master Che, why did your hands turn into iron sandpaper?" ”

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