"Excellent, excellent, high level of ideological awareness. How about it, interested in joining our department?"
"No, old boss, that's not fair!" Factory Director Yang immediately started to argue.
"You, you." Seeing that Director Yang disagreed, the senior leader nodded at him, continued to observe the production line, and looked at the report prepared by Wang Shouren, becoming increasingly satisfied.
The inspection was scheduled to take place right on time, ending at noon.
The steel rolling mill's small canteen has also been set up.
According to the above statement, setting up private canteens is not allowed.
We must not be extravagant or wasteful.
But large factories like steel rolling mills always need to conduct business. You can't exactly take them out for a meal when they come to visit; that's inconvenient and also seems impolite. So, these large factories' canteens are often overlooked. Occasionally, they'll have a meal there for business negotiations, which is unavoidable.
And the top leader just really likes this kind of food.
The small canteen wasn't crowded. There were the top leader and his secretary, Factory Director Yang, Director Li, Engineer Zhao, Director Ouyang, and a small dog named Wang Shouren. They made up a table.
To be honest, this meal was truly lavish.
It's rare to see so much delicious food these days.
The leaders said he just ate rice.
He didn't care; as long as the leader said "Let's eat," Wang Shouren wouldn't care about anyone else's opinion—just eat. (This is only in the context of a novel. In reality, unless you have achieved an irreplaceable position, please do not imitate this lightly, or you will easily suffer the harsh realities of society.)
Anyway, at his age, it's never wrong for him to be a little gluttonous.
Moreover, one should not be too adept at knowing when to advance and retreat in life. Young people who are too adept at this may appear hypocritical.
Zhao Wuliang tugged at Wang Shouren's clothes, signaling him not to eat too much and to save some.
Sha Zhu's cooking, well, it's better than the average person's, but not quite as good as the master chefs of my past life. But in this era, it's a rarity. It's not that there aren't master chefs, but rather that few dare to eat it.
Perhaps because Wang Shouren was enjoying his meal, this time the big leader didn't, as in the original series, ask Sha Zhu to come out and meet them.
Instead, he set his sights on Wang Shouren. He looked at Director Yang and said, "Young Yang, I won't beat around the bush. How about we bring him to our Ministry of Industry? Your steel rolling mill has so many talented people; you don't need another one, do you?"
"Look at what you're saying. Old leader, it's not that I don't want to release him, it's just that this system works, we really can't do without him." Director Yang has seen his share of ups and downs, and this kind of manipulative tactic is impossible to get people from him. Even if he were to give them up, it would take several rounds of negotiation.
Wang Shouren quietly munched on a pig's trotter, and to be honest, it smelled really good. Even Zhao, the engineer next to him, couldn't bear to watch.
This child! All he cares about is eating!
At this point, it was Li Weiguo's turn to step in. After all, a secretary exists to solve the leader's problems.
"Old Yang, we're old friends, so I won't say much more. The old leader is indeed short-handed, and this plan can definitely be implemented through your steel rolling mill."
Seeing that Lao Yang was about to say something, Li Weiguo interrupted him.
“I have a proposal: Wang’s personnel file will be transferred to the Ministry of Industry, but he will still be temporarily assigned to your steel rolling mill. In the next few years, when the old leaders want to promote this operating method, they will send Wang on business trips. But he will spend most of his time at your steel rolling mill. What do you think?”
Since things have come to this point, even if Director Yang disagrees, he has no choice but to agree.
Moreover, this was a significant development for Wang Shouren personally.
He realized that his old leader thought highly of Wang Shouren, and that this man might be in charge of him in the future.
Selling goodwill is not a bad idea.
Wang Shouren continued eating and drinking, seemingly unconcerned about the matter.
The old leader asked with a smile, "Young comrade, what do you think?"
"Boss, I'm fine with it. I'll go wherever I'm needed."
At his age and given the amount of books he's read, he wouldn't know what the Ministry of Industry was, and even if he did, he couldn't show it. From "Wang Shouren's" current perspective, it's a good job transfer.
"Hahahaha, okay, it's settled then." The big boss laughed heartily; he liked people who got things done.
A technician really doesn't need to know the intricacies involved; it's best to keep things as they are.
Big leaders come and go quickly.
Wang Shouren was unusually spared from working overtime today, and he walked along the path home.
Not many people walk this path. For some reason, people say that someone seems to have died on this road, making it unlucky. Only a few brave souls are willing to take this route.
Perhaps it was bad luck today, but surprisingly, none of the workers leaving the huge steel rolling mill took this route.
The setting sun shone through the leaves on both sides, casting its waning warmth onto Wang Shouren's face.
There was no joy of promotion or anxiety about going to a new place on his handsome, young face, only calmness. His black eyes were like the black sea, unfathomable.
He liked this road because there were hardly any people on it.
He can walk away quietly.
He also disliked this road, perhaps because of the rumors surrounding it, but every time he walked on it, a chilling wind would blow by, making him tremble with fear.
If you're preoccupied with other things, you might be caught off guard and get blown away by the cold wind.
We walked forward against the cold wind.
Walking, walking.
Finally, the sunlight ahead warmed again. At the crossroads, a pretty figure stood there, bathed in golden sunlight. With no one around, Wang Shouren smiled—a smile that no longer met societal expectations.
He ran over and pulled her into his arms.
The girl in his arms seemed a little surprised, not expecting Wang Shouren to do such a thing. Just as she was about to speak, her pink lips were sealed with his.
Feel his passionate presence.
Qin Huairu's resentment over the past few days seemed to vanish in that moment.
Her body went limp, allowing Wang Shouren to do as he pleased.
Of course, this kind of thing is too risky, so after venting their emotions a little, the two separated.
"You haven't come to see me or come to visit me for so many days. The house is even being renovated. I thought you didn't want me anymore... Oh?!" Qin Huairu exclaimed in surprise as Wang Shouren picked her up and spun her around in the air a few times.
As soon as they landed, they saw Wang Shouren with a big smile on his face, and then he had another long conversation.
"I got promoted!"
"Huh? Huh? You've given birth?" Qin Huairu was a little confused.
"I got promoted! I'm being transferred to the Ministry of Industry. Don't tell anyone, okay?" At this moment, Wang Shouren was just like a little child.
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