The big leader's love for Yi Qiushui even exceeds his love for his own daughter.

Since she was a child, she raised Yi Qiushui as her biological daughter, invested a lot of energy and money in her for her to go to school and study, and even sent her to study abroad, and when she got married, she was also treated as her own daughter.

It can be said that Yi Qiushui is his biological daughter.

Yang Jun came back from the ministry, and before he arrived at the office, he saw a long slating person at the door of his office.

These people came to him with slips in their hands to sign.

At the beginning of the new year, everything is recovering, and all departments are asking for funds to carry out the next quarter's production tasks.

Yang Jun held the decision-making power in his own hands, and he wanted to turn the rolling mill into a hall of words.

Without his approval, no one can mess around with the big things in the factory.

Huang Yani and Gao Jie are maintaining order.

Seeing Yang Jun coming, Huang Yani finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Director, they're all waiting for you to sign."

Yang Jun nodded, motioning for her to maintain order.

Then he glanced at Du Shikui, who was queuing.

"Lao Du, come here."

Du Shikui, the director of the diesel engine factory, was queuing up in a hurry, and when he saw Yang Jun calling him, he immediately ran over.

When the others saw this, although their eyes were red, no one could envy them.

As everyone knows, Yang Jun attaches great importance to the diesel engine factory, and almost responds to requests, even to the point that as long as Du Shikui reports, Yang Jun does not disapprove.

"Factory manager, these are the production lines that need to be introduced in the first quarter, you can take a look."

Du Shikui took a thick stack of plans and handed them to Yang Jun.

Yang Jun took it and took a look, the content in it was too professional, and many places couldn't understand it.

He pretended to look at it, and then stretched out his hand and said,

"Bring it."

Du Shikui hurriedly handed over the application form for the introduction of the production line.

Yang Jun took the list and glanced at it, it will cost about 60,000 yuan to introduce the production line this time.

The money was not too much, and he approved it on the spot.

I took out the pen and looked at the place where there was no paper to shake, so I took the pen and circled it.

Du Shikui understood in seconds, and quickly turned around and hunched his waist.

Yang Jun was also not polite, and directly signed his name on his back.

"Let's go to the Finance Department and ask for money."

Du Shikui was very excited with the signed application form.

"Thank you, factory manager, I'm trying to save up my first car this quarter."

Yang Jun trusted him too much, and he also found a platform to show his strength, he felt that Yang Jun was his bosom friend and his Bole.

He decided that he must develop a truly excellent domestic car and never let down Yang Jun's trust in him.

After Du Shikui left, Yang Jun turned around and nodded at Huang Yani.

Then he took out his key and went into the office.

Huang Yani clapped her hands and looked at everyone,

"Everyone prepare the materials in their hands and enter them one by one."

Then, she asked Gao Jie to watch at the door, and she went in.

This is a rare learning opportunity, and this signing and approval is related to the major development decisions of the factory this year.

What can be approved, what cannot be approved or shelved, and how much to approve and how much to cut, are all related to the development plan of the whole year.

This is a rare opportunity, and she must take this opportunity to study hard.

After entering the house, she first made a cup of tea for Yang Jun and put it on Yang Jun's right hand, and then stood next to her to observe and study.

The first one to come in was Xu Damao.

This guy is now the section chief of the Propaganda Section, and the original section chief was removed from the confrontation with Yang Jun, so he stepped up.

After Xu Damao came in, he glanced at Huang Yani, and then said with a smile,

"Uncle Yi, I will give you a good old age

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After saying that, he bent down and bowed.

"Call the factory director."

"Yes, Director."

Yang Jun glanced at him, then looked at Huang Yani and asked, "Do you have any change?"

Huang Yani was stunned for a moment, although she didn't know what Yang Jun meant, but she still took out a wad of bits and pieces of money from her pocket.

There are one cents, two cents, and the largest is five cents.

Seeing this, Yang Jun secretly said in his heart, "This girl is quite poor."

He glanced at it, and then picked the largest denomination of five cents and threw it to Xu Damao.

"Don't be too little, just mean it."

Xu Damao was ecstatic and took the five cents and thanked him again and again.

"A lot, a lot, the thunder and rain are all Jun'en, and you are my Xu Damao's reborn parents."

Xu Damao was born a performance artist, and he squeezed out a few tears as he spoke.

Yang Jun suspected that he had secretly smeared ginger juice on his cuffs, but he had no evidence.

Huang Yani, who was standing on the side, was so happy that she shrugged her shoulders and shrugged her shoulders, covering her mouth and trying not to let herself laugh.

"Your tears are just a pound, and I won't add money to you."

Yang Jun rolled his eyes and stretched out his hand impatiently.

"Bring the list."

Xu Damao wiped his tears with his sleeve and hurriedly handed over the application form that had been prepared.

"Hey, director, you review."

Yang Jun took a look at it, and it was the funds that the Propaganda Section applied for this year.

Funding is paid on a monthly basis, but is reflected in the application for the entire annual funding report.

Yang Jun looked at the application form for the report, which listed some of the funds required by the Propaganda Section for the current year.

The contents of the funds include colorful flags, slogans, paper, pen and ink, film and so on, and a series of expenses, which add up to more than 2,000 yuan.

Yang Jun frowned and said, "Cut it in half, don't exceed a thousand yuan."

After saying that, I returned the application form to him.

Yang Jun only wants to focus on production, and is very disgusted by this kind of behavior of shouting slogans all day long and not doing practical things.

If the rolling mill were his own, he would have cut the money in half again.

But the reality is that the rolling mill is not his, and he can't go too far, and cutting half of it is benevolent.

As soon as he heard that he was going to cut off half of it, Xu Damao's donkey face instantly stretched the old man, and said with a bitter face,

"Director, this is already the least......

Yang Jun didn't wait for him to finish, he raised his hand to interrupt him.

"If you say one more piece of nonsense, believe it or not, cut it in half?"

When Xu Damao heard this, he immediately shut up.

He knows Yang Jun very well, and he always speaks the same thing.

Yang Jun said so, if he dares to be crooked again, it is estimated that he will not want funds.

"Okay, factory director, I can't change it?"

Xu Damao took the application form and walked away.

After Xu Damao left, Huang Yani asked,

"Factory manager, why did you cut half of the funding of the Publicity Division?"

Huang Yani was very curious about why Yang Jun was so disgusted with publicity.

Yang Jun glanced at her, narrowed his eyes, and said with a smile,

"Guess!"

Huang Yani pouted and said dissatisfiedly: "If you don't want to say it, forget it, why bother with me."

"Perfunctory to you?"

Yang Jun smiled when he heard this.

"I thought you could best appreciate my good intentions in doing this, but I didn't expect you to ......, hey, good steel is used on the blade, shout a few slogans, and use your energy on production, isn't it?"

"But propaganda work is also necessary, if the funds are too small, aren't you afraid that Xu Damao will come indiscriminately?" Huang Yani frowned.

"I'm waiting for him to make a mistake."

After Yang Jun finished speaking, an inexplicable smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Yang Jun prefers obedient subordinates to capable subordinates.

No matter how capable the people below are, if they are disobedient, it may not be a blessing for Yang Jun.

Seeing this, Huang Yani seemed to understand something, and said while nodding,

"Oh, I see, only if he makes a mistake, can I control him......

After speaking, I immediately realized that it was a little inappropriate to talk to the leader like this.

So, he sneered and said, "Why don't I make a little mistake and let you grab my pigtails?"

"Okay, what are you going to do wrong?"

Yang Jun lay back, crossed his arms, and looked at her with a good look.

Huang Yani tilted her head and thought for a moment, rolled her eyes, and then smiled at Yang Jun,

"Do you want to do that with someone?"

After speaking, the two thumbs gestured.

Seeing this, Yang Jun smiled awkwardly.

This girl is driving more and more fiercely now, and she is not far behind him as an old driver.

"Well, I didn't say that."

In order to hide the awkward atmosphere, Yang Jun waved his hand and said, "Call the next one."

Seeing this, Huang Yani showed a disappointed expression on her face.

He muttered, "It's boring."

After saying that, he went out stupidly and called the next person.

When Yang Jun heard this, he could only pretend not to hear.

At this moment, like an ostrich, he buried his head in the sand.

You can't look at me, you can't look at me.

All afternoon, Yang Jun was dealing with this matter.

Until the bell rang for work, looking at the long queue of people behind him, he didn't plan to work overtime, and directly asked them to come back tomorrow.

Packed up my things and went back.

When he got home, he first went back to the backyard to take a look at Yi Qiushui.

He was afraid that Yi Qiushui would be bored on the first day at home, so he came over to accompany her.

As soon as I entered the house, I saw Yi Qiushui and Sun Zhaodi embroidering.

Yi Qiushui is like a deep young woman, her graceful posture sets off her elegant intellectuality, and she looks very eye-catching.

His gaze shifted to Sun Zhaodi.

Hey, don't mention it, that ecstasy embroidery pose is always so spicy to the eyes.

"Coming back?"

Yi Qiu asked without raising her head, and then continued to embroider her toad.

"Uncle Yang, it's time to get off work."

Sun Zhaodi got up to greet him.

"Hmm!"

Yang Jun raised his hand, motioned for her to continue embroidering, and then walked to Yi Qiushui's side.

"Are you still used to it?"

Yi Qiushui raised his head and pondered for a moment, then returned to the road,

"It's a bit hard to get used to, but it's noticeably lighter."

"That's good, if you feel bored, you can ask Zhaodi to go out with you."

As long as Yi Qiushui can adapt to his free time, he is afraid that Yi Qiushui's head will be hot, and he will be in trouble if he has to shout to go back to work.

"Well, I know, this afternoon, we went to the alley for a while, and we came back in a mess."

The movement of Yi Qiushui's embroidery stopped, as if he remembered something,

"Husband, my second mother came here today, chatted with me for more than an hour, and then went back."

"Oh, is she talking about the house?"

Yang Jun was stunned when he heard this, but he didn't expect the second mother to take the lady's route, and it didn't make sense to him, so he hit Yi Qiushui with the idea.

Yi Qiushui thought for a moment and said, "Well, although I didn't mention the house, I kept talking about the house."

"How did you answer?" Yang Jun asked.

"How else can I answer, I'll just say that this house is all in the hands of our mother, so that she can talk to her mother if she has something."

When Yang Jun heard this, his expression was relieved.

He was afraid that Yiqiu's water surface was thin and he couldn't bear the soft grinding and hard bubbles of his second mother, so he gave up the house as soon as his heart softened.

"Wife, you did the right thing, I'll say so in the future."

Yang Jun gave her a thumbs up.

If it weren't for Sun Zhaodi's presence, Yang Jun would have to reward her with a mouthful of saliva.

Yi Qiushui glanced at him and said coquettishly, "I'm just telling the truth, just like I used to be this family."