Sun was so frightened that he sifted through the chaff, and his eyes looked in horror at the black hole in the wall.

"Factory ...... Director, what's going on?" Lao Sun shuddered and said, "I remember that I took it off just now."

"Haha, Lao Sun, I told you everything, don't be too confident."

Yang Jun patted him on the shoulder and said, "Sometimes, the confidence of the fan will lose the eating guy."

Lao Sun's firearms skills are indeed remarkable, and he also has the ability to show off.

But he, after thousands of calculations, just didn't calculate that Yang Jun likes to add an extra bullet to the chamber.

If this was on the battlefield again, Lao Sun's head would have moved long ago.

In the end, Yang Jun didn't tell Lao Sun the answer.

There is no other reason.

I just hope that he will be more cautious when doing things in the future, and don't be so absolute in everything.

However, this old grandson is indeed a talent, and it is indeed condescending for him to work in the gun barrel department.

However, everyone has their own aspirations.

Yang Jun will not force others to do what they are not willing to do.

Lao Sun hopes to live in this position for the rest of his life, and Yang Jun is also willing to fulfill him.

Coming out of the security department, Yang Jun directly put the silencer into the space to copy.

As soon as she returned to the office, Huang Yani followed.

"Director, this is the notice just sent from above, please take a look."

Yang Jun nodded to the table and motioned for her to put the file down, then he got up and poured a glass of water.

"Everyone is arranged?"

Although she was not named, Huang Yani knew who Yang Jun was talking about.

"I've completed the entry procedures, and I will be able to start work tomorrow."

When Huang Yani said this, she paused, her lips opened and closed, as if she had something to say.

"When did you learn this stinky problem?"

Yang Jun's face sank and said, "If you want to say it, just say it, don't use this expression in the future."

Yang Jun didn't like the expression of others when he spoke, as if he begged her.

"Haven't I been able to make up my mind? Section Chief Wu of the Housing Management Section asked me to ask, does this Liangshan want to give him a set of cadre housing?" Huang Yani's face turned red when she was trained.

According to the regulations on the treatment of cadres in the rolling mill, Liang Shan is now also a deputy section-level cadre, and he is eligible to share a set of cadre housing, but Yang Jun has explained before, and without his approval, no one can move the remaining cadre housing, but this Liangshan was personally arranged by Yang Jun, so they couldn't make up their minds, so they asked Huang Yani to ask.

"Do you need to ask?"

Yang Jun knocked on the table with his hand and said, "Without my approval, no one would want to get a house."

Liang Shan works in the rolling mill, only temporarily, if he and Qian Jiajia can get together in the future, Uncle Qian will naturally arrange for him, if he can't go together, what's the use of giving him the house, and it won't be taken back at that time.

The last time I raised funds to build a cadre's house, there were six more sets, and in addition to one set for Shang Tielong, the remaining five sets were tightly held in Yang Jun's hands.

There are many cadres in the factory who have not been allocated housing, and they have all put their ideas on the five houses, and they have applied for cadre housing more than once, but they have been rejected by Yang Jun.

If nothing else, in the next 20 years, the rolling mill will not have any plans to build housing for cadres, and he must plan well for the remaining five sets of housing for cadres. ….

If you don't get mixed up with the level of high-level leading cadres, you won't want to fight the idea of a house.

Yang Jun picked up the documents on the table and looked at them.

It turned out that the above was going to transfer an engineer over, and he would be able to arrive tomorrow, so that the people in the factory would go to the train station to pick up people.

"You can arrange this, and let the foals go tomorrow."

"Okay, factory director, I'll go out first."

Huang Yani paused for two seconds, and saw that Yang Jun had nothing more to say before going out.

Engineers are even more scarce than eighth-level workers, and all units are treated as treasures.

The fact that an engineer can be transferred over is obviously the special care of the big leader.

The big leader didn't take care of Yang Jun, no matter what good things happened, he always thought about the third rolling mill.

For this reason, the first and second rolling mills complained a lot.

Yang Jun asked Ma Juzi to pick up the station, which can be regarded as attaching importance to talents.

After all, not everyone is qualified to let the factory director's driver pick up the station.

To be honest, for Yang Jun, it is better to send an engineer over than to transfer him to an eighth-level worker.

This is an era of planned economy, as long as there are orders, according to the gourd painting scoop production, engineers lack the spirit of innovation, sit in the office all day behind closed doors, never go down the workshop, even if the workshop, but only move the mouth, the specific work has to be done by the next people.

For Yang Jun, these engineers are the uncles who can be scolded.

Unlike those eighth-level workers, although they are skilled masters, they also work, and the high wages they get are taken for granted, unlike those so-called engineers, who have low eyes and skills, and still get a salary of hundreds of yuan every month.

After sending Huang Yani away, Yang Jun began to process the documents.

There are not many documents, most of them have been prioritized by Huang Yani, and there are suggestions written on them.

If Yang Jun thinks it's appropriate, he will sign it directly, and if he thinks it's not appropriate, he will revise and revise it, anyway, it's not as cumbersome as it was at the beginning.

The whole day was busy, and then drinking tea, smoking, reading newspapers, and finally staying up until the end of work, Yang Jun closed the door directly, and was ready to go home.

When I passed by the second floor, I happened to meet bayberry.

"Meizi, how are you doing?"

Since Wang Yuying moved to live with him, he hasn't been back to the compound to see this sister for a long time.

"Okay, I can eat and sleep, and I won't delay work."

Yangmei's words were full of complaints.

Yang Jun heard that she was deliberately blocking herself.

may be to blame him for not arranging a job for Liu Zhi, or Wang Yuying can't take care of her children.

"That's good, you let Liu Zhi come to work tomorrow, I'll arrange it for him."

Yang Jun pretended not to care and said.

A hint of joy flashed in Yangmei's eyes, but then disappeared again.

"Forget it, Lan Qing has no one to take with him, and Liu Zhi can't go to work."

When Yang Jun heard this, the corners of his mouth curled up.

You know that this is the case, no one at home takes care of your children, depending on how you go to work.

Besides, even if Liu Zhi came to work, Yang Jun would arrange him in the workshop to do the dirtiest and most tiring work.

It is enough for Yangmei to work alone in the family, and the salary of fifty or sixty yuan a month is enough for their family's expenses, and they are not satisfied, so they have to work together, and they throw the child who is a few months old to Wang Yuying, and I don't know what they think. ….

If you really want to come to work, you can still give the child to Liu Zhi's parents.

"It's a pity, the quota can only be reserved for three days, if you don't come to work this time, I don't know when I will wait in the future."

Yang Jun pretended to be sad and said.

Yang Mei's face twitched, and she rolled her eyes at Yang Jun.

Slander in his heart: "Boss Yang has changed, he really thinks he is a fool, and he is embarrassed to say this kind of thing? Arranging a person is not just a matter of your words, and you have to say something to keep it for three days."

"Brother, I won't tell you, I'll go back first, Lan Qing is probably hungry."

Yang Mei was afraid that if she listened to Yang Jun again, she would have to be angry, so she directly sped up her pace, got on the bicycle and left.

"Remember to come to my office tomorrow, and I got two more buckets of milk powder for Lan Qing." Yang Jun shouted from behind.

Looking at the back of Yang Mei leaving, Yang Jun shook his head.

His sister is too strong, even in front of her own brother, she is unwilling to admit defeat.

The brother and sister are more energetic.

……

Early the next morning.

As soon as I arrived at the factory, I saw colorful flags fluttering at the gate, and slogans were posted on the walls on both sides of the door.

It reads: "Welcome Engineer Huang Zhiqiang".

There were also a few workers with red silk around their waists, and they stood with beaming faces, next to them were gongs and drums, which were used to welcome the engineers.

The ceremony is organized by the Propaganda Department, which is also the tradition of the rolling mill, as long as the newcomers come, the factory will organize a welcome ceremony.

Last time, two college students came to the factory, and Yi Qiushui went to the welcome ceremony.

The colt was sent to pick up the station early in the morning, and he drove himself to work today.

For such rituals, he was not interested at all.

Not to mention college students and engineers, he has never seen anything in the later generations.

Masters, doctors, turtles, professors, experts, etc., not to mention flying all over the sky, a brick thrown over, at least two experts and one scholar will be smashed.

He parked the car downstairs and walked upstairs with a jar in his hand.

On the way, I happened to meet Wang Erwa.

"Lao Yang, what's the matter, I'm used to eating big fish and meat, so I've changed to eating pickles?"

This kind of jar is specially used to pickle pickles, no wonder Wang Erwa will admit her mistake.

"I love to eat this, can you handle it?"

Yang Jun rolled his eyes and ignored him directly.

"Hey, got gunpowder early in the morning?"

Wang Erwa was stunned by him.

"No, if you want to eat pickles, you don't even need to bring the jar, there must be something wrong here."

After saying that, he turned around and chased after him.

In the jar is braised pork, which Yang Jun used for lunch.

Now Yi Qiushui and Ding Qiunan are taking turns to eat, and he is too lazy to eat alone, so he decided to put a jar of braised pork in the office to make a tooth sacrifice.

In fact, Yang Jun could take out the braised pork directly in the office, just to prepare for being suddenly seen.

"Director, what are you holding?"

As soon as I entered the office, I met Huang Yani who was cleaning.

"This is a baby."

Yang Jun patted the jar and said, "By the way, it's safer to put your office."

"Ah, oh, I'll open the door for you right away."

Huang Yani paused for a moment, reacted immediately, and hurriedly took Yang Jun to her office.

Yang Jun thought that he often had devils sweeping here, and even if there were more good things, it would not be enough for them to spoil them, so he simply put them in Huang Yani's office.

No matter how big the gang is, they can't go to the next office to sweep it.

"Director, what baby?"

Huang Yani couldn't help but ask again.

Yang Jun moved the jar to a hidden corner, then untied the oil paper on it, put his hand in it, and pinched a piece of braised pork out.

"I won't go to the cafeteria to eat in the future, this jar of meat is enough to eat for two months."

While eating, Yang Jun motioned for her to taste it too,

"Oh, by the way, you can eat as much as you want."

Huang Yani watched Yang Jun chew quite fragrantly, swallowed her saliva, her fingers were orchid-shaped, and she pinched a piece and put it in her mouth.

"It smells so good."

Huang Yani couldn't help but let out a murmur.

Stuffed the remaining half of the meat into his mouth, clapped his hands, and said with a smile,

"Aren't you afraid I'll steal it all?"

Yang Jun rolled his eyes, squinted and looked her up and down, and said quietly,

"If you eat all my flesh, I'll eat yours."

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