"The north wind is blowing, the snowflakes are floating..."
The White-Haired Girl is an old play that everyone likes to watch. Every time after watching it, everyone scolds Huang Shiren for being a good-for-nothing.
However, this play is not a new play. Everyone knows the plot. Ordinary people who work hard every day have seen less, but leaders always have more experience. For example, the leader who came over, his attention was not on the plot, but on Yang Bailao.
At this time, Director Song had already come back from the backstage, and he cursed Old Man Bai in his heart, but he couldn't let go of his worries. Who knew how Zhuang Zhixi would perform? You know, they had never rehearsed it, and they were completely forced to do it.
It's difficult for him too, but it's even worse for others. These useless things make people angry just thinking about them.
Director Song did not dare to relax at all. Seeing the factory leader's eyes on him, he quickly smiled and said, "Leader, you have a good eye. He is the announcer just now."
The leader smiled and said, "Generally speaking, Yang Bailao always uses older actors, which is more in line with the actual situation. But you are bold enough to use young people..."
Everyone was so excited that the leader continued, "This spirit of innovation is worth learning from."
Director Song breathed a sigh of relief. Compared to the flattery of several factory leaders, his mind was still on the stage. It was not because he loved his job, but because he was a temporary replacement. If he failed to perform well, he would definitely be criticized.
Director Song was sweating profusely.
What the hell is this about being innovative? If the old white guy wasn't lying there with his legs limp, would they have done this? If the others weren't all so incompetent and had the attitude of "If you let me go on stage, I'll die", would they have done this?
The performance on the stage was still going on, and everyone was watching with great interest. The leader spoke again: "How did you come up with the idea of hiring young people for Yang Bailao?"
The eyes were focused on Director Song again. Director Song smiled awkwardly and said, "This..."
He gritted his teeth, made up his mind, and said, "Boss, actually we originally arranged for an elderly person to perform, but due to a small accident, the elderly person cannot go on stage today. We temporarily arranged for Xiaozhuang to replace him. To be honest, this is his first performance today, and it is also his first time to cooperate with these people on the stage. There was no rehearsal, it was completely improvisation. Whether it is him or the others, it is the first time to act together."
Director Song shouldn't have said this, but in the tense and brief weighing, he quickly decided to tell the truth. If he hides it from his leader, he might know it. Lying is not a good idea.
According to Director Song's knowledge, there are some areas where their program is not coordinated. Although it is not obvious, he can see it. So this can be regarded as his remedy.
When Director Song said this, the leader was even more surprised, almost a little unbelievable: "You said this is their first time to perform a play together?"
Director Song: "Yes, how dare I lie about this? But it's not the first time to perform, but the first time to cooperate in performance. The other actors have not been replaced, only Yang Bailao was replaced by Xiaozhuang temporarily."
The senior leader suddenly understood and nodded, saying, "No wonder I thought his performance was a bit awkward. So this is why. However, this young comrade is very talented. Not only did he remain calm in the face of danger and was able to perform on the show, but his performance was also remarkable. He was a little awkward, but he handled the small details with ease. If we hadn't been standing in front, we probably wouldn't have noticed that he was a young man. He hunched over and walked like an older person. It can be seen that he is a person who observes life carefully. Today's young people have a lot to do."
Director Song continued to wipe his sweat, hoping that he could pass this hurdle.
"Is this Huang Shiren the one who sang solo just now?"
"You have a good eye. Yes, although we are preparing for the Labor Day activities, we have not mobilized the whole factory. We still have to ensure production. Therefore, we did not borrow anyone from the workshop. We completely used limited time and limited people to do these things. Almost is doing the work of eight people. Just like Yang Bailao we are talking about, in addition to being the announcer of this performance, he also did a lot of logistical work. For example, the backgrounds you see were all drawn by him in cooperation with Comrade Lao Huang in our department. They also took on the work of blackboard newspapers and props production in the factory area. And Huang Shiren, because he is the best singer, he is in almost every song program. We didn't dare to let him sing during rehearsal, for fear that his throat would be tired and he would not be able to sing today. If that happens, it will be troublesome. He is also the main force today..."
As a human being, it's not a big deal to play the victim and gain some favor from the leader.
He didn't lie.
The senior leader nodded and agreed: "You have done a great job on this point. I personally do not agree with delaying official work to hold these activities. These activities are originally to comfort the workers. If they are asked to delay their regular work to perform, I think this goes against the original intention of this matter."
"You are right."
In the scene of White Haired Girl, people were seen scolding Huang Shiren, but no one noticed that Yang Bailao was Zhuang Zhixi. It was because Zhuang Zhixi had just smeared a handful of dust on his face and pulled his hair, looking so sloppy.
But it was their first time working together, so there were bound to be a few small mistakes, but Zhuang Zhixi persevered and continued to act, and managed to do it without being noticed.
The leader raised his lips and nodded in appreciation: "What is the name of this young comrade?"
"Zhuang Zhixi."
Director Song thought, could it be that Zhuang Zhixi caught the eye of the leader? Sure enough, the leader said, "This young comrade has something good. Not bad! He is versatile, daring and willing to work. He can take on responsibilities. We need young people like this."
Director Song and the factory leaders looked at each other and sighed that he really caught the leader's eye.
As the big boss was chatting with several factory leaders, the performance of White-Haired Girl was finally over. Zhuang Zhixi waited one minute longer than the others. He washed his face quickly, put his head directly into the water, and wiped and shook it vigorously.
Fortunately, it would take some time to clear the stage, so he took off his tattered cotton jacket, tidied his clothes, and came out again to announce the show.
Who could have thought that this young man with slightly wet hair was actually the dark-faced Yang Bailao who was hunched over just now.
The leader smiled and said, "He's very quick. If all young people are this capable, our work will be much easier."
"Isn't it?"
The big boss said a few more words and did not stay here for long. If it were not for the little episode just now, they would not have watched one more program. You know, today's time is very precious. They have to visit many factories to express their condolences. This is only the third one. They are very busy.
The leaders and their entourage left and the show went on as usual.
No one on or off the stage had any idea what the leaders had said, and Zhao Guihua and her group in the distance had even less idea. However, Zhao Guihua looked at the situation which was almost the same as in her previous life and slightly slightly, feeling that this matter was almost certain.
People go to high places, and water flows to low places.
It's not that the infirmary is a bad place, but it's not suitable for Zhuang Zhixi. He has no choice but to get into the factory, but as long as there is a chance, there's nothing wrong in moving up.
"Mom, didn't they say that Uncle Bai was going to play Yang Bailao? But why is it the third brother?" Zhuang Zhiyuan asked curiously. If others couldn't see it, how could he not see it? That was his younger brother, and of course Mingmei saw it too.
Zhao Guihua: "You ask me, who should I ask? I guess Old Man Bai has something else and can't play?"
"What could possibly happen to him? Besides, it's almost time for the performance, and we can't delay it." Zhuang Zhiyuan was puzzled.
Yang Lixin: "Maybe he was too scared to go on stage."
Mingmei nodded, agreeing with this statement, otherwise it would be hard to explain. She sighed: "Fortunately, Zhixi brother survived."
Zhao Guihua: "The third brother performed very well."
Everybody nodded in agreement. It was a performance that everyone enjoyed thoroughly. You know, they couldn't usually see such performances. Even Zhao Guihua, who was reborn, felt happy watching it.
She has a lot of experience, but her life has become monotonous since she came back, and she doesn't have many opportunities to watch such shows. It's still very enjoyable to watch performances.
"Hey, the guy up there."
Zhao Guihua heard the noise and looked down. She saw that the person coming was Zhang Saner. Zhang Saner saw Zhao Guihua sticking her head out and smiled, "Auntie, it's you. Why are you still in the room?"
They are responsible for security and patrol, and he is assigned to the patrol team to prevent people from stealing or vandalizing. When he walked over here, he saw the ladder.
There were actually people climbing onto the roof to watch the fun.
Zhao Guihua: "We came too late and couldn't squeeze in, so we found a high place. We promise not to cause you any trouble. We'll leave after we're done."
Zhang Saner: "Everyone is here to watch the fun today, it's okay, but you better be careful and don't fall. If you fall, it will be a disaster."
He was easy to talk to, so Zhao Guihua smiled and said, "I know, I know."
Zhang Saner quickly asked: "Can you see clearly from this position?"
Zhao Guihua: "It's quite clear."
Zhang Saner nodded: "Then I can come over to watch the movie later."
Zhao Guihua: "If you want to watch a movie, it's a bit high here, but it's okay."
Zhang Saner was in no hurry to leave, and asked, "Are the public toilets in your area still haunted?"
He is very concerned about this matter. It is a big deal.
Zhao Guihua: "I haven't heard of it. Anyway, none of us have encountered it. But there are many of us. Now people go to the toilet in groups. There is nothing we can do. We are all timid. Although it seems that nothing will happen, I am still a little worried."
“It’s not easy for you either.”
"Who says it's not?"
"It's okay. If you have any problems, come to the security department to find me. Xiaozhuang and I are familiar with each other. We are not outsiders."
This big brother was also very outgoing, and we started chatting.
Zhao Guihua: "Oh, thank you so much, Zhang Saner, how old are you? Are you married?"
There are three steps in the chat for older women: the first step is how old are you? The second step is whether you are married? The third step is to split the conversation into two parts: married and not married.
If you are not married, what kind of person do you want to find?
Are you married and do you have children?
Zhang Saner: "Hey, why am I getting married? Not yet."
"What kind of person are you looking for?" Aunt Wang suddenly jumped out and said, "Young man, do you recognize me? I'm also from Guihua's compound. We met during the ghost incident."
Zhang Saner: "I know, I know. You are the director."
Aunt Wang smiled: "Yes, that's me. You have a good memory. What kind of person are you looking for?" She said: "Auntie, I'll look for you and see if there is anyone suitable."
Zhang Saner was overjoyed: "That's great!"
He didn't expect that he would gain something, so he quickly said, "I am 24 years old this year. My parents are at home and I have two older brothers. They are all married. My eldest brother got a house after getting married and moved out. I live with my second brother's family and my parents. I live in this area, but it's not in the same direction as your Xinghuali. It's also a courtyard house, and I have my own room."
Aunt Wang: "You have good conditions, what kind of person do you want to find?"
Zhang Saner: "I want to find someone who looks good. I don't have any other requirements."
Aunt Wang: "Your requirements are too simple, aren't they? Nothing else? No requirements for family conditions? No requirements for household registration? No requirements for work?"
Zhang Saner scratched his head and said, "I would like to find someone who is good in everything, but I can't find one. I am not good-looking, and my family conditions are not very good, so I can't just pick anyone. People who are good in every aspect don't like me. I don't ask for so much, I just want to find someone who looks good."
Aunt Wang: "Okay, leave it to me. I promise to get it done for you. Actually, your request is not high at all."
Zhang Saner: "Thank you very much."
Zhang Saner got in touch with Aunt Wang and was so happy that he left humming a little tune.
Seeing the man leave, Aunt Wang said, "Look, this is a normal person. No one is perfect. You have to know yourself. People like Bai Fendou deserve to not be able to find a wife. He doesn't even look at his own situation, but he demands this and that from the woman. Zhang San'er's conditions are better than Bai Fendou, but you see he only asks for one condition. Although it's a bit... but he knows how to make choices and knows what he wants more. He is also a smart person."
Zhao Guihua nodded.
Don’t just look at their faces, they have clear minds.
Even if I knew he was perfect, I wouldn't look for him.
"It's all in vain. Who knows when they can get married." Zhuang Zhiyuan sighed.
"Difficult, I think it is difficult."
Zhao Guihua felt that Bai Fendou still did not give her any help, which was really difficult.
A few people were watching the show and chatting, and noon came very quickly. The performance had reached its last program, and all the performers came on stage and sang together.
Hu Tou was still not satisfied with the show: "It's over."
The same thing went for the other kids; they all felt like they hadn’t seen enough.
Zhao Guihua: "There will definitely be more programs like this in the future. When there are more, I will bring you to watch them."
"Okay~" the child became happy.
"Let's go?" Zhuang Laonian had no sense of presence throughout the whole process, but now he patted his butt and stood up. Zhao Guihua looked at the crowd that was densely packed like ants and walked out. She hesitated for a moment, shook her head and said, "Let's wait a little longer. Look at so many people, it would be bad if they stepped on the children."
People at that time didn't seem to have such awareness, but Zhao Guihua was really terrified when she saw it.
She has seen many cases of trampling on the news.
As for the fact that nothing happened in their previous life, it should be fine, but Zhao Guihua still takes caution as the most important thing. It doesn't mean anything if it didn't happen in the previous life. You should always be careful. Zhao Guihua disagrees. Aunt Wang also waits here. It must be said that they stand high and look at the crowd. It feels so dense. Even Aunt Wang feels that it is not very safe. There are too many people.
A few people were waiting here, and after seeing the main group leaving, they finally climbed down slowly and started to walk out.
As we were about to reach the gate, we saw Bai Fendou and his men standing guard at the gate to maintain order. From a distance, Bai Fendou called out, "Auntie Wang, how is the introduction going for me?"
He just heard from his colleagues that Aunt Wang was going to introduce a girl to Zhang Saner, and he felt uncomfortable.
You know, he had approached Aunt Wang many times, but Aunt Wang didn't introduce him to anyone. Now she was taking the initiative to introduce someone else. Bai Fendou was a little anxious. How come there was no first come first served in this matter?
Aunt Wang looked at Bai Fendou in disbelief. She didn't expect that he would dare to mention this to her, not to mention how outrageous his request was.
Just talking about the matter of selling CDs, both families were very unhappy.
How could he feel that he was willing to help?
Otherwise, Aunt Wang really didn't understand Bai Fendou's train of thought. Bai Fendou didn't even think about the two things together. He knew that he had cheated Chef Li's family out of fifty yuan, but in his opinion, I cheated them, but you know what? You don't know, you are just guessing. Then why do you blame me? Besides, I also helped your family exchange a bicycle ticket. I took the risk for you and took the fifty yuan with peace of mind. You should thank me. Instead of blaming me.
Even if you really blame me, that is different from introducing someone to you.
When the introduction is successful, I will not give the matchmaker a gift. I am helping your family make money. In the end, it is your family that should thank me for my hard work.
So Bai Fendou didn’t think that there was anything wrong with him, not at all.
"Aunt Wang, I came to you first. Even if you want to introduce someone to me, you have to introduce me first." Bai Fendou shouted loudly, attracting the attention of everyone around him.
Aunt Wang was so angry that she couldn't stand it. How could there be such a little bastard?
She said bluntly: "Your request is too outrageous. I can't introduce you. You should find someone else. I don't deserve your gift."
"Oh no, why am I so outrageous, I..."
Aunt Wang didn't give him any face at all and shouted: "How can it not be outrageous? Look at your conditions. You have to have a very good family background, you have to be from the city, you have to have a formal job, you have to be good-looking, at least ten years younger than you, and you have to have at least three sons. Oh, yes, you also have to be gentle and virtuous. With your conditions, I can't take this job. Don't say that I don't have such a girl. Even if I do, if I introduce a good girl with such conditions to you, her family will kill me with a knife!"
"puff!"
Everyone around laughed.
Come to think of it, isn’t that the case?
If someone's family has such conditions, it would be normal to find a small leader in the factory. How could they want to work hard for such a person?
Bai Fendou didn't care at all and said, "Why can't I find someone like this? Aunt Wang, look at how harsh your words are. Is there anyone who speaks like that? I know you don't like me, but my conditions are obvious to all. It's normal for me, Bai Fendou, to find someone like this. Zhou Qun can find one, so isn't it normal for me to find someone better than him?"
Everyone looked at Bai Fendou in shock, unable to understand why he didn't take shelter from the heat.
Although Zhou Qun’s reputation is now well-known, you should know that more than ten years ago, Zhou Qun was in good condition.
No exaggeration, pretty good.
Although he was from a single-parent family and his mother had a bad temper, Zhou Qun was ambitious. He was the fastest to advance among his colleagues who entered the factory, and his salary was not low. He often went to help his master and other leaders with work, and was known for his diligence. Although this matter has now been proven to be a hidden story, no one knew it at the time.
Moreover, having an old mother is more pleasing to a woman than having a bachelor father.
A mother-in-law can help with housework and childcare, which saves a lot of trouble. An old widower cannot do that.
So Bai Fendou's conditions were not as good as Zhou Qun's more than ten years ago. Now Zhou Qun's reputation has been ruined, and he didn't say that he was very good. The father and son flattered the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law. Who doesn't know this? I haven't heard that he saved any money. Is the woman crazy?
Even if the girl is crazy, her parents are not crazy.
Like now, who doesn't know that Jiang Lu's father is forcing his daughter to divorce? There is no wall that is impenetrable in this world.
Bai Fendou didn't understand and kept on talking: "Introduce me a good one, and I will give you the matchmaking gift. If it weren't for the fact that we are from the same courtyard, I would find someone else."
Dayou, I'm letting you earn this money just for the sake of our neighbors.
Aunt Wang sneered: "Then you better go find someone else."
She didn't want to pay any more attention to Bai Fendou and dragged her old sisters away.
He is already in his early thirties, and even if he has a formal job, his conditions are not the best.
Just like that, how dare you make such a request?
Are you crazy?
At this point, everyone could understand why Aunt Wang was so angry. Isn't this destroying someone's reputation? Nowadays, matchmakers rely on word of mouth, though there are some who play both sides.
But no one would introduce a girl with such good conditions to Bai Fendou.
The matchmaker's deception also depends on whether the conditions of the two parties are too different. If the difference is too big and she still dares to deceive, she will ruin her reputation. Gay men will come to her in the future, but lesbians will no longer pay attention to such matchmakers.
As a matchmaker, one must have a lot of people under his control in order to perform better.
No one would do this for one person.
It's a waste of effort, it's not worth it! Bai Fendou doesn't understand, Bai Fendou feels very good about himself, Bai Fendou thinks that he has very good conditions.
He was very unconvinced.
But others…others were astonished.
It is foreseeable that he will be the center of the next topic again.
On the way back, Aunt Wang was still angry, "If I really knew a girl like this, introducing her to her would be like pushing her into a fire pit."
Zhao Guihua comforted her elder sister: "Why are you so angry? Just ignore him."
"I understand the reason, but I'm still angry."
Zhao Guihua: "Other people become more stable as they get older, but he becomes more out of touch as he gets older."
Aunt Wang: "Your Zhuang Zhixi is so excited. He told me before when he asked me to introduce him to a girl. Zhuang Zhixi is ten years younger than him and is already married. He is still single, so he must hurry up."
Mingmei interrupted, "But he's not as good as Zhixi in any way. Isn't it normal that we can't find him?"
"The problem is that he doesn't think so."
Everyone curled their lips.
When the group returned to Xinghuali, most of the people in their yard had already returned. Aunt Wang quickly opened the door and said, "I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."
"It's okay, it's nothing."
"Yes, there are a lot of people and I just got back."
On weekdays, I can find someone I know to sit with when I go to the movies. But today, I found that it was hard to find people I knew, not to mention my neighbors. There were so many people. Especially when I was walking out, it was so crowded.
"Zhao Guihua, your third boy is the one who announces the show, right? I'm behind him, just watching from a distance and it's him."
Zhao Guihua: "Yes, it's him."
“That’s really great.”
"Why didn't I realize this guy is so handsome before?"
"That's nonsense. I knew he was good-looking when he was little. Look, he picked out the good parts of Zhuang Laonian and Zhao Guihua, without any flaws at all."
"His three children all grew up to be much stronger than their parents."
Zhao Guihua: “…” I'm not happy when you say this.
Zhuang Laonian: "..."
Liang Meifen no longer dared to look at her mother-in-law's face.
Fortunately, everyone quickly changed the subject: "Oh, by the way, didn't they say that the old white guy also went to perform? I didn't see him. Did you see him?"
"I didn't see it. Did you?"
"without."
After all this talk, no one saw it.
At this time, the Sui family kid who had just returned gossiped: "I know, I know. I left late just now and watched the excitement for a while. Grandpa Bai was so scared that his legs went weak before going on stage that he didn't dare to go on stage."
"ah?"
"Fuck."
"Isn't this bad? He should have said earlier that he couldn't do it. Now he has messed things up for others..."
Everyone was talking at once, and at this time, Director Song had been pointing at the old man's nose and scolding him for half an hour. The old man was extremely embarrassed, but no one sympathized with him.
That's it, if you can't do it, tell us earlier and we can arrange someone else, or find a replacement.
But you said you couldn't do it when you were about to go on stage. If it wasn't for Zhuang Zhixi, their show would have been a mess, and they couldn't even change the show temporarily. The props were carried up. The leaders were all below.
This was a major performance accident.
It was really fortunate that there was Zhuang Zhixi. Although Zhuang Zhixi took over, they all knew that there were many minor flaws during the performance, and it was all thanks to his adaptability and thick skin that he managed to get through it.
When they came down, the actors who played Xier and Yang Bailao both sat on the ground and didn't move for a long time.
How can I not be angry?
Normally, everyone can have fun on their own, but today is different. And it just happened that the leader was here. It was really crazy. Fortunately, everyone relied on their faith to hold on.
Director Song patted Zhuang Zhixi on the shoulder and said, "Xiao Zhuang, you did a really good job this time. We all want to thank you for standing up for yourself."
Isn't Zhuang Zhixi nervous? He was also extremely nervous. The whole morning had passed, and he still hadn't calmed down. But he also said nice things. He said, "Director Song, you don't have to thank me. The White Haired Girl show was not saved by me alone. It was the credit of all of us. Even if I remembered the lines, if no one cooperated, I would still be doomed. Really, the cold sweat on my back has not disappeared yet..."
This is nonsense, it is obviously hot.
Zhuang Zhixi: "I didn't expect that I would be so bold to go up and perform. What I thought at the time was that we must not let this program fall to the ground, otherwise it would fall on everyone in the factory. Fortunately, everyone managed to withstand it."
Everyone nodded. Really, this kind of sudden situation is really too psychologically devastating.
They really held on.
Director Song patted Zhuang Zhixi on the shoulder and said, "Okay, pack up and go home to rest."
Zhuang Zhixi: "This way..."
Director Song: "Just put away these tables and chairs. Some of them don't need to be put away because we will be showing a movie in the factory this afternoon."
Zhuang Zhixi nodded: "Okay, then I'll go back and rest."
"Go back. You haven't had a good rest these days. I see you coming here to help early and late every day. You are really hard-working and you are a down-to-earth person." After a pause, Director Song suddenly smiled and said, "By the way, you graduated from high school, right?"
Zhuang Zhixi nodded: "Yes, I graduated from high school."
"How are your grades?"
Zhuang Zhixi: "I'm not bragging, my grades are very good."
If the college entrance examination had not been canceled, he could have been admitted to university. Zhuang Zhixi felt a little regretful, but it soon disappeared. Since universities were canceled, he could not study there even if he was admitted. As for the Workers, Peasants and Soldiers University, which required recommendations, Zhuang Zhixi was not really interested.
Local people think this kind of university is excellent, but for people who are working in the real world.
Zhuang Zhixi knew that although the Workers-Peasants-Soldiers University was called a university, it was not very valuable in all its departments. Just like Lao Huang, who worked with him on the blackboard newspaper, when he mentioned the Workers-Peasants-Soldiers University, he only said: They were just there to hang out, what the hell can they teach?
Look at this sentence.
Of course, people like Zhuang Zhixi can't go even if they want to, because they need recommendations, and it is impossible for someone like him who has no background to go.
Director Song smiled and said, "That's great. I think you are a good candidate. It's a pity to charge fees in the infirmary. I think you are quite suitable for our publicity department."
The scene suddenly became quiet and everyone looked at Zhuang Zhixi.
Zhuang Zhixi himself was also very surprised and was a little dazed.
Director Song smiled and said, "Okay, go back. Go directly to the Personnel Department when you go to work the day after tomorrow."
Zhuang Zhixi: “…”
He stood there, still dazed: "I, I'll go to the Personnel Department..."
Director Song: "A good candidate like you should come to our publicity department. Why did you choose to work in the infirmary? That place is not suitable for you. Isn't this a waste of youth? Young people are energetic. Why don't you come here?"
Zhuang Zhixi finally smiled in delight at this time, and stammered, "Thank you, thank you, thank you, Director."
Director Song: "Why are you thanking me? It's because you performed well."
He smiled and sighed that it really depends on whether one has luck.
Zhuang Zhixi was lucky. Others failed to perform when the big boss came, but he was able to show up and seize the opportunity. Even the big boss said that he was talented and a good seedling. Who in their factory would say he was not? And he was indeed capable.
He showed his face in front of the senior leaders and the factory leaders, and made the leaders proud. Naturally, he had to be placed in a more suitable position.
Director Song's words made it clear to everyone that Zhuang Zhixi was going to be transferred to the Propaganda Department.
You know, the Propaganda Department is a cadre position, so it can be said that Zhuang Zhixi's promotion is very obvious.
Compared to the neglected medical room, the Propaganda Department is much more important.
At this time, some people were jealous, some were happy, and some were admiring. Everyone had different feelings and everyone had their own thoughts when looking at Zhuang Zhixi.
Zhuang Zhixi himself had never expected that he had come here to help just to gain some favor and then work his way up. But he had never expected that luck would come so unexpectedly that he could actually be transferred to the Propaganda Department.
So much so that when he left, his steps were still floating and his whole body was filled with an indescribable joy.
This is the joy of getting what you want.
The infirmary is quiet and has little work. But as a young man, he doesn't need less work. Everyone has ambitions.
He walked happily on the way home and felt that the sky was especially blue today.
He finally got what he wanted.
Zhuang Zhixi walked back happily, but he didn't know that the people who also came to help the publicity department were so jealous that they were going crazy. One of them, Xiao Ding, couldn't help but say, "Director, you all come to help, why don't we have such an opportunity? Shouldn't this be fair competition?"
Director Song really didn't expect that someone would actually ask this question.
The people he comes into contact with usually say one thing to one person and another thing to another person.
This is really rare.
He was stunned for a moment, then immediately asked with a smile: "Then why didn't you come out when I asked who could save the show just now?"
"Well..."
He was not afraid of not doing well, but was afraid of being disliked by the leader? In fact, when Zhuang Zhixi raised his hand to save the situation, he was still mocking Zhuang Zhixi in his heart for being a fool who dared to jump out at such a time. If the performance was messed up, then let's see what he would do. Although Director Song said that he would be responsible for all the consequences, he didn't believe what the leader said.
He came to help because he wanted to show more face in front of the leaders and try to get transferred. So he had to participate in every show, but he did very little logistical work. He would laugh to death when people like Zhuang Zhixi had to make props.
I have never seen such a fool.
Hearing that he had given up learning how to project movies for this, he thought Zhuang Zhixi was a complete idiot.
But he never expected that things would turn out to be beyond his expectations.
He stuttered for a while and said, "I, I don't know how to play the White-Haired Girl at all... I can't save the situation. But, but we all came to help, why is he the only one who can be transferred to the Propaganda Department? Isn't this unfair?"
Director Song narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Xiao Ding, not hiding his disdain at all.
Their leaders are all shrewd and know how to be kind to others, but this Xiao Ding, at first glance, looks like a loser.
People with average skills, no savvy, no family background, and yet are impulsive and want to get ahead, it is impossible for such people to get ahead.
He said coldly, "When the Propaganda Department transferred you here to help, it didn't say that it would transfer any of you to the Propaganda Department. I believe that everyone should know this, so I don't need to say more. This has nothing to do with fairness. Our Propaganda Department doesn't have this quota. Now Zhuang Zhixi can be transferred here, it is entirely because he got the approval of the senior leaders to save the situation. The factory leaders want to put the right people in the right positions, so they gave us this quota in the Propaganda Department. Speaking of fairness, opportunities are fair when they are presented to all of you. If you don't want to seize them one by one, then don't blame us for not giving you the opportunity. If it weren't for Zhuang Zhixi, our Propaganda Department would not give this quota to others, and would directly cancel it."
Xiao Ding's face turned pale and blue.
The other people who were helping were also silent. In fact, everyone hoped that Xiao Ding would make a fuss, and then everyone would come to grab the position. However, Director Song's clear words were equivalent to telling them.
They were not even in anyone's eyes.
Compared to their jealousy, the old man was even more miserable. What he was thinking now was, if he hadn't been so scared and frightened at that time, would this opportunity be his? This is his! He was so upset that he was going crazy.
Director Song: "The factory is not a place for you to play tricks. Whether Zhuang Zhixi is a good host or a rescuer, or even helping Lao Huang, all of this is seen by the leaders. You may think that you performed well. But what haven't leaders seen? What they see is people who can silently contribute behind the scenes. Not people who jump around and seek attention. My words may be a bit harsh, but think about it. I am very grateful that you can come to the Propaganda Department to help, but opportunities are always given to those who are really responsible and prepared."
Clap, clap, clap.
Old Huang clapped silently.
Everyone looked at Lao Huang in surprise, and after thinking about it, they applauded to flatter him.
Their Director Song really said it very well.
The people in the Propaganda Department were already regular employees, so they didn't care whether Zhuang Zhixi would be transferred over or not, because he wasn't competing with them. And Zhuang Zhixi was capable, so one more person would mean more strength to the Propaganda Department.
As people who originally worked in the Propaganda Department, everyone thought that this was a good thing and were naturally happy.
"The director is right."
"Okay, it's time for everyone to go home. Everyone has been tired for so many days, go back and have a good rest, and face life with a more positive attitude. I also believe that opportunities never come only once, and you may not seize them this time, but it doesn't mean you won't seize them next time. Maybe in the near future, we can still work together."
After hearing this, the eyes of the people who were helping out lit up again. This was indeed the case.
Although they didn't have the opportunity this time, the fact that Zhuang Zhixi was transferred here also shows that as long as they show their face in front of the leaders, they can be assigned a position. Maybe they can seize the opportunity next time.
Thinking of this, it doesn't seem so painful anymore.
Although feeling a little disappointed, everyone also left with anticipation.
Director Song watched them all leave, and told the deputy director beside him: "Don't ask Xiao Ding to come over again in the future. He is a brainless guy."
Deputy Director: “I know.”
You can be unintelligent, but you can't be stupid. If fighting is useful, then what is the point of having a leader? Especially when the leader has already made a decision, if you jump out to question it, does that make you look good? And is it fair? It is fair that you can't be used when your level is not the best. If you are really capable, you may be taken seriously, but the problem is, you don't. are not sensitive to respect.
A fool can only be a passerby in the world.
Zhuang Zhixi didn't know about the subsequent episodes. Of course, even if he didn't know, he could guess a little bit, but he didn't take it to heart. After all, when the news came out, there would still be people who would be jealous.
So he doesn't care.
He is not rice or flour, nor is he meat, money or tickets. It is impossible for everyone to like him.
It's so normal.
As long as he works hard and seizes this opportunity, it will be better than anything else. Thinking that all his efforts in recent days have not been in vain, Zhuang Zhixi laughed and hummed a little song. His luck is really good!
(End of this chapter)
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