Chapter 200: A good job to introduce you to a talented person
It was past dinner time and the lights in the house were still off.
Yu Zhile knew that Zhou Yuesheng had not returned home yet, so he knocked on his own door.
It was Yu Wanqin who opened the door. When she saw her, she smiled and asked a series of questions: "Are you cold? Have you finished your meal? Why didn't you tell me you were coming back? Sister Rong said during the day that she missed you and wanted to take you home for dinner."
As she said this, she hurriedly welcomed the person into the house, poured hot water for her, and went into the kitchen to make noodle dumpling soup for her.
The loud noise attracted Lan Yuanyuan and the other two people in the room to go out to check.
Afterwards, a strange scene took place in the living room of the Yu family. Three adults and one child sat around Yu Zhile, watching her eat quietly.
Yu Zhile didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He occasionally stopped to learn about their recent situation and told them about the upcoming annual meeting of the factory.
"Is there a big competition today?" She learned the news from Yu Wanqin, and then she realized that she had remembered the wrong date. "No wonder Dad and Zhou Yuesheng haven't come back yet."
"There are a lot of things to do at the end of the year, it's always like this." Yu Wanqin briefly mentioned the two of them and turned to care about the situation of Yu Haizong's family.
After dinner, Yu Zhile chatted with them until after nine o'clock before returning to the courtyard next door.
After entering the door, she first turned on the light under the eaves, then went to the bathroom in the dark to wash up, and finally went into the house to sleep.
When Zhou Yuesheng returned to the family compound reeking of alcohol, it was already past eleven o'clock in the evening, and Yu Haiguang's condition was not much better than his.
"Old leaders can really drink." Yu Haiguang rubbed his temples. "If it wasn't so late, they would really be drunk."
Zhou Yuesheng looked up and saw the lights on under the eaves, and hurriedly said goodbye and left. Back in the room, he sat by the bed and quietly watched Yu Zhile sleeping, with a slight smile on his face.
The coldness all over his body woke Yu Zhile up.
She asked in a low voice with sleepy eyes: "Did you drink? Did you eat something before drinking?"
"I only had a few drinks." Zhou Yuesheng's hands were already warm. He touched her face and soothed her, "Go back to sleep."
After saying that, he took out a badge from his pocket, placed it on the bedside table, and then tiptoed out of the room.
When he came out of the bathroom, the kitchen was lit with warm yellow lights, and Yu Zhile was wearing waist-length hair, her figure was dim in the steam. He put his arms around her waist from behind and put his face against her side.
He stuck to Yu Zhile like a pendant, following her to get the noodles and seasonings, and started to scoop up the noodles and fry eggs.
The incandescent lights in the living room were glaring, Zhou Yue was eating raw noodles, Yu Zhile was chattering about trivial matters, and the atmosphere was particularly warm.
"Will there be a performance at the military district this year? The factory will hold an annual meeting," she asked.
Zhou Yuesheng nodded and said, "I can't leave this year. I'll pick you up after it's over. We'll stay in the city for one night, and then go to my parents' house the next day to pay New Year's greetings before returning to the military region."
Yu Zhile agreed, and put his chin on his hand while watching him eat, with a tired look on his face.
Zhou Yuesheng didn't say anything else. Maintaining his usual style of quick decisions, he quickly completed the three tasks of eating noodles, washing dishes and washing up within three minutes.
The short hand of the clock pointed to the number twelve, and the only sound in the bedroom was steady and long breathing.
The next day, the two went to the cafeteria hand in hand, and after having breakfast, they each went back to work busily.
At 1:00 PM on the 27th day of the lunar year, the roar of the machines in the Haiyu Food Processing Factory disappeared. Except for the transportation team, other employees began to take their annual leave, and they agreed to go to the city in the afternoon to buy New Year's goods.
Yu Zhile, Zhang Wenxin and Yu Chuyue gathered in the conference room to organize and summarize their work this year.
Yu Chuyue's fingers moved back and forth on the abacus so fast that afterimages appeared and a clicking sound was made.
"I calculated it three times, and the final result was the same." She pushed the account book in front of the other two people, "The net profit for four months is one hundred and three thousand two hundred and twenty-five yuan."
This number was within the expectations of Zhile and the others.
This quarter, the factory launched a total of six products. Although the profit of each product is not high, they are widely sold and the sales volume is considerable.
Afterwards, the three of them reviewed in detail what had happened in this year’s work process and briefly discussed next year’s development plan.
On the twenty-eighth day of the lunar year, we cleaned up the mess. Everyone went out to clean the workshop and their dormitories. When the annual meeting rehearsal was in full swing, the transportation team drove five big fat pigs back to the factory.
Time soon came to New Year's Eve. A string of red paper squares were pasted on the stage backdrop of the auditorium, with calligraphy in flamboyant style on the paper - Haiyu Food Factory 1971 Spring Festival Gala.
Since the morning, guests from the factory have been arriving one after another. The first to come were Qi Er and Feng Yun, followed by Ge Tai, the old branch secretary and his wife, Yu Zhile's family, and finally Hu Lan's family who came to visit Lan Yuanyuan.
After having the New Year’s Eve dinner in the cafeteria, everyone went to the auditorium together.
At exactly seven o'clock in the evening, the hosts Chen Zhao and Ye Chengyu stood in the center of the stage in formal attire, and delivered their opening remarks one after another.
Then, they announced in unison: "The 1971 Spring Festival Gala of Haiyu Food Processing Factory begins now!"
As soon as the two finished speaking, there was thunderous applause.
This year's selection and rehearsal were more rigorous than those of the Autumn Harvest Gala, and the equipment was more sophisticated, so the presentation was very good. The programs followed one after another in order, making the audience dazzled.
The program that received the most applause was the one choreographed by Yu Qi, in which he led a group of young kids to do boxing. Their movements were in unison, as if they were cast from the same mold, and they perfectly matched the rhythm of the music. The last segment was his solo performance, with backflips, side flips, flying kicks, and other movements in succession, all presented perfectly.
Happy times always pass quickly, and in the blink of an eye, the last show was over. Everyone took away the garbage around their seats and left reluctantly.
Yu Chuyue took Qin Yunbai, who had been in the laboratory for nearly a month, and walked against the flow of people towards the passage between the backstage and the audience seats.
Feng Yun was waiting at the door. When he saw Yang Suyun's family of five, he immediately stepped forward and proposed the idea of training Yu Qi.
Yu Qi's eyes lit up and he nodded like a chick pecking at rice.
"Director Feng." Yang Suyun suddenly spoke up and politely refused, "Xiao Qi is a little more noisy than ordinary children. He doesn't have such great ability."
Feng Yun understood and said goodbye to them. Qi Er understood her feelings and spoke to comfort her.
On the other side, Yu Zhile was waiting for Zhou Yuesheng in front of the gate, kicking stones. It took more than ten minutes before he got on the bus. After returning home, the two of them tossed around for several hours and went to bed in the early morning.
The next day, the two went to pay New Year's greetings to Qu Rong and Zhou Zheng. They spent half a day entertaining the guests and returned to their small home in the military region in the evening.
In the following days, Yu Zhile's schedule was very tight. He either went with Qu Rong to meet up with friends, or went with Zhang Wenxin and Yu Chuyue to visit Yu Haiqing and Zhang Xiangru and their friends. He didn't have any free time until the seventh day of the Lunar New Year.
"Don't smoke, and drink less." She sent Zhou Yuesheng out of the house as he was having dinner with his old comrades, and warned him, "Don't drive after drinking."
Zhou Yuesheng agreed and kissed her before leaving.
After a while, there was a knock on the courtyard door, and standing outside the door were Xiaobao and Qi Er holding a box.
"Sister-in-law, there was a problem with the film's post-production. I have to go back to the studio to deal with it. I can't take Xiaobao to the theater." Qi Er explained, "There's no one in the yard next door today. He said he wanted to stay with you."
Yu Zhile nodded, told him to work with peace of mind, and then took Xiaobao to the study.
The brother and sister each did their own thing, and the atmosphere was quiet and harmonious.
A few sharp bangs on the door broke the atmosphere. Yu Zhile only opened the door a crack, and Aunt He squeezed in with a pregnant woman and went straight to the living room.
The two of them rolled their eyes around as they looked at the decorations in the house, then looked at each other and nodded.
"You are not welcome here." Yu Zhile ordered them to leave directly.
Aunt He was thick-skinned. She sat down and poured two cups of tea. She took a handful of melon seeds from her pocket and said, "Niece, I have something very important to discuss with you."
After saying that, she paused, glanced at Yu Zhile, and waited for her to ask questions while cracking melon seeds.
Yu Zhile folded his arms and looked at her coldly. Xiaobao stood beside her holding his new toy, looking alert.
"I heard that you are the director of Haiyu Food Factory, and I want to introduce you to a talented person." Aunt He had no patience, so she spit out the melon seed shells and continued.
The pregnant woman next to her became anxious when she heard this and touched her waist with her elbow, but she glared at her fiercely in return.
Aunt He praised her grandson to the skies, saying shamelessly: "With my grandson's ability, he will have no problem being a financial director in a food market, and at worst he can be a workshop manager."
"Yes, Aunt He's grandson often got first place in his studies." The pregnant woman agreed.
Yu Zhile only realized now that Aunt He had been planning to take over Haiyu Village years ago.
"We are not hiring." She refused word by word, repeating, "Please leave my house."
Faced with her tough attitude, Aunt He immediately restrained all her expressions, narrowed her slender eyes, and said in a threatening tone: "Niece, you have to think clearly. There are only three of us in this room, and one of us is pregnant for eight months. If anything goes wrong, I can't guarantee it."
As she spoke, the pregnant woman stared at Yu Zhile with a meaningful smile, and gently stroked her bulging belly in circles.
"So what? You want to team up to frame me?" Yu Zhile asked meaningfully.
Aunt He stopped pretending and said bluntly, "So what? Her belly is round anyway, it's not worth anything. If it can be exchanged for two regular employment positions, her pregnancy will not be in vain."
Yu Zhile did not respond.
Aunt He looked like she had completely mastered the situation and said, "You are the factory director. It's easy for you to get two people into the factory. If you don't want to, I believe everyone will be interested in the gossip that the two leaders' daughters-in-law pushed their comrade's wife into premature birth out of jealousy. Then it will not only affect your own reputation."
Yu Zhile's face did not show the panic she had expected. Instead, he clapped and cheered.
Aunt He and the other woman were confused by this and started shouting at her again, even taking out an agreement and forcing her to sign it.
"Xiaobao, go find Sister Li Yun and tell her that someone has fainted here. Ask her to find a doctor or nurse." Yu Zhile bent down and touched Yu Chi's hair. "Sister will keep the toys for you first."
Xiaobao obediently handed over the recorder in his hand and trotted out the door.
Aunt He tried to stop him, but Yu Zhile grabbed her by the collar and started cursing in anger.
A tiny clicking sound was heard, and Yu Zhile pressed the stop recording button.
"What did you do?" Aunt He realized something was wrong and reached out to grab the recorder, "Give it to me now."
Yu Zhile dodged left and right like a mouse, and finally took off her cotton jacket and threw it on the melon seed shells that were stuck to the floor like mold.
"Clean it up for me, this thing has recorded everything you just said clearly." Yu Zhile raised the tape recorder that was as big as a hardcover book.
The pregnant woman's face turned pale instantly, and she stammered, "Aunt He, didn't you say that she, she would agree? I, I..."
"Why are you still standing there? Come and grab it. Smash that thing and nothing will happen!" Aunt He said angrily, "Come and help us quickly. Can't the two of us be defeated by a spoiled young lady?"
The pregnant woman came to her senses and slowly moved towards the direction where the two people were.
Yu Zhile shook off Aunt He's hand and locked the two of them in the room, ignoring the sounds of them banging on the door and cursing.
Not long after, Li Yun came trotting in with a few people carrying stretchers. She opened the door in time when she heard the footsteps, allowing the group to see their ferocious appearance.
Several people were confused.
When the pregnant woman saw so many people getting involved, her eyes rolled back and she actually fainted.
The doctors and nurses hurriedly carried her onto a stretcher and took her to the military hospital, but Aunt He took advantage of the chaos and quietly ran away.
"What's going on? Why did she provoke you?" Li Yun asked curiously.
Yu Zhile took out the tape, rewound it manually, and replied, "He threatened me, hoping to find a good job for his grandson in the food factory."
"Wow, you're really brave." Li Yun immediately understood the twists and turns and asked excitedly, "So what are we going to do now?"
Yu Zhile smiled and said, "Of course I'm going to file a complaint."
She went to Li's house to pick up Xiaobao and went to the duty room. She called Qu Rong's house and played the entire recording to her.
"How dare you do this in the military district?" Qu Rong slammed the table, her angry voice coming through the receiver.
The next second, she suppressed her anger and said softly, "Just use the time to do what you want. I'll handle this matter. I'll send a guard to get the tape later."
Yu Zhile agreed and hung up the phone.
"Aunt Qu is so domineering, she is worthy of being my idol." Li Yun's eyes were full of stars and she followed her home.
Within two hours, Qu Rong's guard arrived and brought some hot soup and rice from a well-established restaurant in the city.
After the three of them had lunch, Yu Zhile went back to the study to read, while Li Yun played with Xiaobao in the living room.
Soon, Qu Rong angrily took the tape and went directly to the home of Deputy Head He’s old leader. The two of them quarreled for half an hour, banging the table and throwing chairs.
The news spread among the core circle within a short period of time. The joy of the New Year had not yet dissipated, but undercurrents were surging in all directions, and the capital was filled with a tense atmosphere of impending storm.
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