After entering the space farm, Wang Dabao breathed a sigh of relief; the comfortable temperature was the best.
But I wasn't sleepy anymore, so I took the two dogs for a walk around the farm.
Upon reaching the edge of the woods, after walking only a few meters, they suddenly heard a slight noise. The two dogs' eyes widened, and they barked as they rushed towards the bushes from which the sound came.
It seemed to be the cry of a small animal. Wang Dabao followed the sound and found an injured little fox trembling under the intimidation of two dogs.
Feeling pity, Wang Dabao immediately called over the farm manager, who gave the little fox a simple bandage and then let it go.
Wang Dabao would never bring something back to the farm cabin; no one could stand the smell of that thing.
The next morning, Wang Dabao woke up on the beach, covered with a thick blanket, having slept very comfortably.
After breakfast, served by the housekeeper, Wang Dabao returned to the courtyard house and saw that there were still some embers in the stove. He mixed the embers with water and pressed them down.
This way, it saves me the trouble of getting promoted again after get off work.
These days, the coal is full of mud, so there's no need to worry about burning it when you get home.
I lifted the quilt and touched it; it was still quite warm, without a trace of dampness. I have to say, Liu Haizhong's wife is reliable.
Just as he was about to leave, Yan Bugui arrived.
"Brother Da Bao, oh dear, look at my brain, I should be calling you Section Chief Wang now." Yan Bugui, wearing a dog-skin hat, rubbed his hands and chuckled.
"You insulted me?!"
Wang Dabao pointed at Yan Bugui, feigning anger, "What's wrong, Old Yan? You come to my door this early in the morning and start cursing at me, don't you!"
Yan Bugui quickly waved his hand: "No, that's absolutely not what I meant. I was just joking. I know that even if you become the factory director, Da Bao, our friendship won't change, right?"
"That's not necessarily true. We'll have to wait until I become the factory manager to say, but it's definitely not going to change now."
Wang Dabao chuckled and gestured to Yan Bugui, "Here you go, Section Chief Wang's out of cigarettes, want one?"
Yan Bugui quickly took out a crumpled box of economy cigarettes, straightened one out, and handed it to Wang Dabao.
Wang Dabao frowned as he looked at it. He thought to himself, "I should have known better than to ask you for this cigarette. It's disgusting. It's all crooked and I have to straighten it out. I'm telling you, Lao Yan, can't you just spend a few cents more and buy a decent pack during the New Year?"
"This is good, this is good. Besides, I don't smoke much, so this pack will last me a long time."
Seeing Wang Dabao's disgusted expression, Yan Bugui wasn't embarrassed at all and chuckled.
"You haven't smoked enough? You haven't smoked enough of your own cigarettes!" Wang Dabao took out a match, lit it, took two puffs, and wow, this cigarette had no strength at all; it must have been damp.
When Yan Bugui saw Wang Dabao smoking, he adjusted his glasses and said, "Nothing else. It's almost New Year's. Come to my place for dinner tonight, let's have a get-together. Dabao, if you're not busy at work, come back early."
"Okay, should I order two more dishes?"
"No need, no need, we'll pay for the vegetables from the melon seed stall. Jie Cheng and Yu Li can add some too. We don't need anything too fancy, this is enough."
Early in the morning, when it was time to go to work, Yan Bugui wanted to spend more time with Section Chief Wang, but seeing that Wang Dabao kept checking his watch, he felt embarrassed to keep chatting.
As Wang Dabao pushed his bicycle out the door, the neighbors greeted him warmly, and even Yi Zhonghai's wife waved to him from a distance.
Once at the factory, the meetings continued, followed by smaller meetings. Team leaders such as Feng Biao and Zheng Jun compiled the personnel schedules and holiday arrangements for the Spring Festival into tables and submitted them to Section Chief Hu.
Section Chief Hu waved his hand and chased the group out.
In short: "For everything, go to Section Chief Wang."
The group immediately understood that Section Chief Hu was going to transfer all the power in his hands to Wang Dabao.
While he's still around, Wang Dabao has some time to adjust, and if anything becomes difficult to resolve, he can step in.
This would save him the trouble of leaving a huge mess on Wang Dabao's head when he retires.
Every year during the Spring Festival, Section Chief Hu has to spend the whole day in his office working on things like duty shifts, scheduling, and holiday arrangements. Meanwhile, the team leaders leisurely wait in the duty room on the first floor, ready to be called over by Section Chief Hu to make changes.
When it came to Wang Dabao, he approved it immediately with a wave of his hand.
Let these team leaders handle the arrangements themselves; if anything minor happens, just deduct their wages.
For serious matters, dismissal is sufficient.
Now Wang Dabao has some free time. The team leaders stayed in the duty room on the first floor all morning, making all sorts of predictions and assumptions, thinking through all the possible unexpected situations that might occur during the Spring Festival.
The list of on-duty personnel has been changed again and again.
The team leaders even ate lunch in the duty room.
When Section Chief Hu arrived, he didn't understand what was going on. When he asked, he immediately became furious and started cursing.
He immediately wanted to kick those team leaders; it seemed like they were shifting all the pressure onto him every year.
As a result, this tactic didn't work when Wang Dabao took office, and it was rejected.
The small coffee table in Wang Dabao's lounge was slammed loudly by Section Chief Hu. Several team leaders were scolded by Comrade Hu in turn, and finally, Comrade Hu started scolding Wang Dabao.
Wang Dabao had a bitter face. What the hell did I do to deserve this?!
That's not how things are done!
After Section Chief Hu left, Wang Dabao went to the duty room on the first floor and gave the team leaders a good scolding. Feng Biao, who had the highest salary, was kicked by Wang Dabao.
The team leaders kept their heads down, not daring to breathe.
After Wang Dabao finished cursing, he felt a little better and waved for Feng Biao to take a stroll around the factory with him.
The two rode on Section Chief Hu's sidecar motorcycle to the North District Materials Warehouse.
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