He Yuzhu, who was looking for Xu Damao while cooking vegetables, suddenly heard his apprentice Ma Hua calling him.

"Master, master, Section Chief Zhang is coming to you."

He Yuzhu heard someone calling him, looked back, and found that it was his apprentice Ma Hua.

"What were you yelling about? Who's coming to me? ”

"Master, Section Chief Zhang Zhonghua and Zhang are here to find you, right at the door of the back kitchen."

He Yuzhu heard this. put down the spoon and walked to the back door, the canteen rice lady finished the rice spoon, and Ma Hua followed He Yuzhu to the back door.

As soon as He Yuzhu saw Zhang Zhonghua, he hugged him.

"You kid can, as soon as you join the company, you will quietly become the deputy head of our propaganda department. I've been working in a rolling mill for more than 10 years, and I'm still a cook."

Zhang Zhonghua pushed He Yuzhu away.

"Stay away from me, you get me oiled. You've been a cook for more than ten years, who is to blame? If you had changed your foul mouth, you would have become the cafeteria director long ago. Do you still need to smoke in the kitchen every day? Just make a small stove every once in a while, how comfortable it is, and the salary is still high and idle. ”

Zhang Zhonghua pushed He Yuzhu away with a look of disgust, and continued.

"Yo, Comrade Zhang Zhonghua is now a leader, and he looks down on me as a little cook."

He Yuzhu stretched out his hand and punched Zhang Zhonghua.

"Xiaohua, why did you come to me?"

He Yuzhu asked curiously.

"Well, I didn't just join the company today, and I came here suddenly in the morning. I forgot to change my meal ticket in the afternoon, I didn't bring this lunch box, and I didn't want to go home to cook, don't you think of Brother Zhuzi? Prepare to go to the back kitchen for a meal, and make up the meal ticket tomorrow. ”

Zhang Zhonghua was a little embarrassed to say that on the first day of his tenure as deputy section chief, it was really embarrassing to come to the back kitchen of the canteen to eat.

"What do I say, I don't have to make up the meal ticket, I invited this meal today. MCA, go and get a meal for our section chief Zhang, count it in mine. ”

After listening to Zhang Zhonghua's words, He Yuzhu patted his chest vigorously and arranged for Ma Hua to go to dinner.

As for whether He Yuzhu will give a meal ticket, it's hard to say. After all, there are so many workers in the rolling mill, and there are too many people who come to the canteen to eat every day. Although there is more than one canteen in the rolling mill, there are many people who eat every day in the canteen where He Yuzhu works, and there is really no difference between one more person eating and one less person eating, and there will indeed be some surplus every time, which is a small benefit for the canteen staff.

After a while, MCA came back with two meals. Zhang Zhonghua and He Yuzhu began to chat while eating in the back kitchen.

Director Zhao of the middle cafeteria also came once, ready to stimulate He Yuzhu, and immediately changed his face when he saw Zhang Zhonghua. greeted with a smile on his face, and asked He Yuzhu to accompany Zhang Zhonghua.

The director of the canteen is Zhengke, who is fully responsible for several canteens in the rolling mill, and there is a lot of oil and water, but the importance is completely incomparable with the propaganda department.

After the two finished eating, He Yuzhu took the lunch box handed over by Ma Hua, and the two walked in the direction of the courtyard.

After a while, the two returned to the courtyard. Just entered the courtyard. I met Yan Bugui, the third master who was serving his own pots of flowers.

"Xiaohua, how about going to the rolling mill to report today? What kind of work is arranged? ”

The third master, Yan Bugui, asked when he saw Zhang Zhonghua and He Yuzhu coming back.

"Third master, you don't know, Xiaohua will act as the deputy chief of the Propaganda Department as soon as he reports today, and he will be able to become a regular in a few months, and now he is a serious national cadre. Tomorrow morning, the whole factory will broadcast the appointment announcement, and there will be a big man in our hospital. ”

He Yuzhu said proudly, I don't know, I think he Yuzhu is the acting deputy section chief.

"It's nothing, it's all the leaders who trust me and take care of me."

Zhang Zhonghua said with a humble face.

"Okay, great, I've thought you kid since I was a child, and I can't do great things. It's not just over the age of eighteen that you can't become a country, and you have a great future. ”

Yan Bugui said with a sigh on his face.

"Okay, three masters, let's go back first."

He Yuzhu and Zhang Zhonghua walked towards the middle courtyard.

As soon as I entered the middle courtyard, I saw Qin Huairu who was waiting for He Yuzhu.

"Sister Qin, let me tell you good news, Xiaohua is now the deputy chief of the publicity department of our rolling mill."

As soon as he saw Qin Huairu and He Yuzhu, he couldn't wait to show off his little brother Zhang Zhonghua.

As soon as she heard this, Qin Huairu was stunned, she just said in the morning that she could use Zhang Zhonghua in the future, and Zhang Zhonghua would become the deputy section chief in the evening? It's also too coincidental.

"That's really amazing, our hospital has also produced national cadres, don't forget your sister Qin, the relationship between our two families has always been good."

Qin Huairu took the lunch box in He Yuzhu's hand as he spoke, Zhang Zhonghua glanced at the lunch box and didn't say anything, he couldn't say anything, and some things couldn't be said to his face.

However, what Qin Huairu said is right, although the relationship between the two families is not very good, it is not bad, especially Qin Huairu is very good at things, and the relationship with all the families in the courtyard is good.

"Sister Qin, what you said, my brother is the factory director, and you are also my Sister Qin."

Zhang Zhonghua said politely.

After a few more greetings, they went back to their respective homes.

Qin Huairu returned home and handed the lunch box to Jia Zhang's, and Jia Zhang's beckoned the three little ones to eat.

Qin Huairu was thinking at this time if she could ask Zhang Zhonghua to help adjust her job.

"Qin Huairu, what do you want? Soulless? ”

Jia Zhang's face was worried when he saw his daughter-in-law Qin Huairu.

"Zhang Zhonghua is now the deputy chief of the propaganda department of the rolling mill."

"What? How is it possible, that kid just went to report today, why did he become a deputy section chief all of a sudden? ”

Jia Zhang's face was shocked, although Jia Zhang's was an old lady in the countryside, she was not a bad master, and she had lived in Sijiu City for so many years, how could she be a shrew and old pious woman who didn't understand anything.

"Who is called people with deep backgrounds, wide connections, and most importantly, culture."

"It is indeed very important to have culture, and we must also study hard, and in the future, we will be admitted to university and become cadres. But he, Zhang Zhonghua, is the deputy section chief, what does it have to do with you? ”

Jia Zhang said while eating.

"In the morning, I asked an uncle to help adjust my work, didn't the first uncle say that he couldn't help? I'm going to find ......."

"Looking for Zhang Zhonghua to help? This is good, he is now a cadre, go to the factory, your leaders will definitely give face, you go quickly. ”

Jia Zhang eagerly urged Qin Huairu. That is, if Zhang Zhonghua asked He Yuzhu for help, she would rather Qin Huairu not change jobs.

What kind of person is Zhang Zhonghua, a young national cadre, the most important thing is that he goes out more than Qin Huairu, it is impossible to look down on Qin Huairu, it is not good to say, if Qin Huairu really has something to do with Zhang Zhonghua, this old lady may not even pretend not to know.

"What's the hurry? I'll have to wait until I'm done eating! ”

"Yes, yes, eat first, eat first."

After the Jia family finished eating and cleaning up the table, Qin Huairu waited for a while, and when it was almost dark, Qin Huairu went out of the room and walked towards Zhang Zhonghua's house.

On the other hand, when Zhang Zhonghua returned home, he began to recall what Liu Jianjian, the head of the propaganda section, told him about the National Day celebration.

The National Day celebration mentioned here is not only the rolling mill itself. Instead, the subordinate factories in the vicinity of the entire 49 city also produced some programs, and the professional art troupe produced some programs. The whole festival is also organized by the department.

Of course, the factory itself will hold a party, but it will be staggered with the time of the party organized by the department

So Zhang Zhonghua really has to prepare well.

It may be that there are some subtle differences between different worlds. There are many old songs that were very classic in previous lives, and red songs did not appear in this world.

This gives Zhang Zhonghua room to play.

Someone will say that the protagonist plagiarized?

Nonsense, how can the matter of the traverser be called plagiarism, this is called making up for cultural lack and regret.

Some people say, doesn't Zhang Zhonghua have an on-hook system? Isn't it possible to compose your own music by hanging up your skills?

He can indeed improve his professional ability by hanging up his lyrics and composition skills. But most of the classics are not something that you can write with a high level of expertise.

It takes chance, the right time, the right place and the right people to accomplish it.

For example, in the previous life, Mr. Wang Xin created "Singing the Motherland", a classic song that has been sung for decades, and even before Zhang Zhonghua crossed over, it was still deeply loved by the people of the whole country.

It's a pity that Mr. Wang Xin of this world didn't come to Sijiu City on a business trip, so he couldn't write this song called the second national anthem, "Singing the Motherland".

But Zhang Zhonghua can't write, he is too young, and it is inevitable that writing such a song is a little abrupt, and he has to write some songs that are barely related to him.

Zhang Zhonghua sat at his desk and pondered, trying to recall the classic songs that were in his previous life but not in this world.

Not long after, Zhang Zhonghua wrote seven words on the paper: Red Star will fight according to me.

This song is the theme song of the movie Shiny Red Star, and in the future, Zhang Zhonghua can also move out the Shiny Red Star of the original novel of this movie and push it on his father and uncle and third uncle.

And Zhang Zhonghua liked this song very much in his previous life, and he also rehearsed the chorus with the whole class at the school's National Day party.

After thinking about it for a while, I put pen to paper and started writing.

"Red Star Follows Me to Battle"

A small bamboo row in the middle reaches of the river

Walk on both sides of the towering green hills

The eagle spreads its wings and flies

Even if it's stormy

The burden of revolution is on our shoulders

The party's teachings are kept in mind

The party's teachings are kept in mind

The party's teachings are kept in mind

A small bamboo row in the middle reaches of the river

The surging river flows eastward

The red star is shining

Fight as I do

Revolutions have been pouring from generation to generation

Go forward and follow the party

Go forward and follow the party

Smash the old world of all evil

Thousands of miles of rivers and mountains are covered with splendor

Dressed in splendor

Smash the old world of all evil

Thousands of miles of rivers and mountains are covered with splendor

Thousands of miles of rivers and mountains are covered with splendor

Zhang Zhonghua picked up the lyrics he had written, read them seriously, and read them seriously.

Well, yes, you still have to practice/hang the words.

Just then, I heard a knock on the door from the outhouse.

"Who?" Zhang Zhonghua was a little puzzled, although it is summer and the days are relatively long, but the sky is almost completely dark, who will look for himself?

It's definitely not He Yuzhu, He Yuzhu has been pushing the door and entering during this time.

"Xiaohua is me, your Sister Qin."

That's right, it was Qin Huairu who came to find Zhang Zhonghua.