Yang Jun wanted to lift the stupid pillar up, so he took a pack of top-notch Biluochun and went up to the third floor.

After Li Huaide heard that Yang Jun was going to promote Silly Zhu to be the deputy director of the canteen, his brows furrowed deeply.

Since Yang Jun was promoted to deputy director of logistics, they have been in a state of hostility, but it is not yet time to tear their faces with each other.

Li Huaide and Yang Jun jointly manage the logistics part, and there is also a clear division of labor between them, Yang Jun is responsible for the daily management work, and Li Huaide is responsible for the appointment and dismissal of logistics personnel.

Something like the promotion of Silly Zhu to be the deputy director of the canteen is absolutely inseparable from him Li Huaide, Yang Jun could directly talk to Director Yang about this matter, but he felt that there was no need to meet Li Huaide so early, and he still wanted to talk to him.

"It stands to reason that Silly Zhu should have given him a position a long time ago, but ...... This stupid pillar usually does not obey discipline, and I am afraid that he will not be promoted to the position of deputy director of the canteen. ”

"Brother Li, you don't know yet, Silly Zhu is about to get married, he is still a teacher, he learns from him every day, and now he is no longer the Wuxia Ameng of the past, let him serve as the deputy director, and he is not the director, I think it's no problem."

Li Huaide: "It's just ......"

Li Huaide hesitated whether to bring Silly Zhu up, in fact, he also had his own considerations, a position of deputy director of the canteen, it really didn't matter to him, but he thought that if Silly Zhu went to sit in the office, no one would take care of the private room in the future.

Thinking about the craftsmanship of the stupid pillar, he really couldn't bear to let him go.

Yang Jun seemed to see his inner thoughts clearly, so he hurriedly assured,

"Brother Li, don't worry, after Silly Zhu became the deputy director of the canteen, he was also given the position of squad leader in the canteen, and he will be in charge of the private room in the future, if he dares to be lazy, you don't need Brother Li to make a move, watch me smoke him."

"That'...... All right. ”

Li Huaide listened to Yang Jun's assurance, and also felt that there was no need to tear his face with Yang Jun on this matter, and Silly Zhu would still be in charge of the private room in the future, so he didn't care about it anymore.

Silly Zhu does not obey discipline, this is a well-known thing in the rolling mill, and Li Huaide wishes that all important positions are his people, he is not sure that he can control Silly Zhu, but he has to agree to Yang Jun's proposal.

Today's Yang Jun and his status are only one step away, and behind Yang Jun stands a group of old-timers who he can't shake and fear, if he really tears his face with Yang Jun, without Yang Jun to speak, the old-timers behind him can let him pack his bags and go home to sell sweet potatoes with a word.

In a sense, Yang Jun's backstage is even tougher than Yang Jianguo's, there is only one big leader behind Yang Jianguo, and behind him Yang Jun and Yi Qiushui stands a group of old-timers, those old-timers have similar identities and statuses to big leaders, and if he Li Huaide wants to move to so many old-timers at the same time, it is tantamount to a fool's dream.

Today is the twenty-sixth of the lunar month, there are only two days before the holiday, the factory is basically in a semi-holiday state now, except for a few workshops are still in normal production, most of the workers have nothing to do.

Employees who have nothing to do ask for leave in twos and threes, and prepare materials for the New Year in advance.

On this day, the factory still decided to close the salary in advance, and every employee could receive his salary in advance, and at the same time receive the year-end benefits in the finance department.

This was also the first salary Yang Jun received in the rolling mill, but he didn't have any sense of expectation for the salary, so he threw his personal badge to Yang Mei and asked her to collect it on his behalf.

Pork and grain have been distributed two days ago, and now everyone is receiving benefits such as melon seed tickets, peanut tickets, and oil tickets.

As soon as I received the money ticket, I went directly to the supply and marketing cooperatives to line up.

In the past few days, it is the busiest time of the year for the supply and marketing cooperatives, as long as the door is opened every day, there is already a long queue at the door.

Grain, all kinds of non-staple food were swept away in less than half a day, and the heads of various supply and marketing cooperatives were like crazy to transfer materials everywhere.

Yang Jun didn't grab the supplies like others, the non-staple foods in his copy space had already piled up, these materials and grain and pork were all purchased on the same day, and now they are already more than 300,000 catties, if he takes out these materials, it will be enough for everyone in Sijiu City to eat.

He drove to the post office and dragged a bulging sack from the car that contained the package he was about to send.

There are more people in the post office, and at the end of the year, everyone sends money and food stamps to their hometown, so Yang Jun queued for more than half an hour before it was his turn.

"Comrade, it's fifty-two packages in total, and you need to pay four dollars and a dime and six cents for postage."

The one who counted the packages for Yang Jun was a little girl, about eighteen or nineteen years old, probably not long after she joined the work, and she blushed when she saw a strange man.

The stamps are two, five, and eight, and for the sake of insurance, Yang Jun chose eight points.

"Thank you!"

He took out the money from his bosom, counted a few and handed them to the little girl, thanked him and left the post office.

In each package, he put twenty yuan and thirty pounds of national food stamps, as well as various other tickets, which added up to a thick pile, and he could only send them in packages.

This is what he has been doing for so many years, and it is also the reason why he has not saved money for so many years, and at the end of each year, he will send a message to the families of these dead comrades-in-arms, but this year he sent more.

Fifty-two parcels represent fifty-two comrades-in-arms and fifty-two families, all of whom were brothers who were born and died with him, although they are not related by blood, they are better than brothers.

The reason why he Yang Jun has survived until now is because his brothers desperately saved each other.

He does what he can to help his family live a worry-free life as much as he can.

It's not a lot of money, but it represents a heart.

Yang Jun is not the only one who does the same thing, as far as he knows, the Liang instructor who used to work with him also secretly sends money to the families of his fallen comrades-in-arms at this time of year.

Of course, it is not the two of them who do this kind of thing, in this era, comradeship is better than brotherhood, and there are many ordinary soldiers who are silently doing what they can.

After returning to the rolling mill, he locked himself in his office, and every time he came back from the post office, his mood was very heavy, and he would find a secluded place, and quietly recall every frame of his life with those sacrificed comrades.

Whenever this happens, he always bursts into tears.

It wasn't until the bell rang that Yang Jun came out of the office.

picked up Yi Qiushui, sent her back first, and then he turned around and drove towards Dongzhimen.

Today is the day of his gathering with his comrades-in-arms, and Li Gangjing called him early this morning.

In fact, he is also very much looking forward to this gathering of comrades-in-arms, on the one hand, he misses his old comrades-in-arms, and on the other hand, he wants to find as much help as possible to prepare for the next work.