194: Um, why is the director here?
Section Chief Gu was a little curious:
"Why did the director suddenly think of coming to the Wufen Field for an inspection?"
Zhou Ziheng said calmly:
"Relax—"
Section Chief Gu smiled:
"Okay, let Xiao Huang from the Finance Department go with the director."
The two of them talked as they came to the office building in front.
When he entered the director's office, Secretary Jiang and another clerk had already arrived. The water had been drawn and the room had been cleaned. The newspapers and documents that needed to be taken had been placed on Zhou Ziheng's desk.
Zhou Ziheng sat down at his desk, and Secretary Jiang made a cup of tea and brought it to him.
Zhou Ziheng said to Secretary Jiang:
"I'm going to go down with the finance department later. You don't need to follow me. Just stay in the office and keep an eye on it."
Secretary Jiang was suspicious. Is there such a plan for today?
It wasn't mentioned at all yesterday, so why is it going to go down now?
If you go down with the people from the Finance Department, it must be to pay the wages. It's just paying the wages, and there is no need for the director to go there personally. Just let the people from the Finance Department go down and handle it. I have never seen the director go there to join in the fun.
Secretary Jiang is Zhou Ziheng's confidant and the person closest to him, but I really don't understand him.
Not long after, Xiao Huang from the Finance Department came over with a bag of money and asked respectfully:
"Captain, when do we set off?"
Zhou Ziheng stood up:
"Let's go now."
Zhou Ziheng went downstairs with the people from the Finance Department. The jeep was already waiting in front.
Zhou Ziheng got on the back seat and found out that the person driving him today was Li Xinchun, a truck driver from Wufenchang.
Li Xinchun was even more stunned when he saw the director come in:
Um, why is the director here?
It’s not that Li Xinchun is unwilling to drive for the director, but he still has a psychological trauma from the last time he hit someone while driving for the director. He thinks that he can never drive for the director again in the future.
Even if he dared to open it, he was afraid that the manager would not dare to sit down.
So when his old comrades asked him to help drive for the farm leaders, he would tell them in advance that he could drive for other leaders.
If it was the director's car, he wouldn't dare.
He was worried that the car crash had already left the manager with a bad impression of him. If something else happened, what would his future be like?
So this time, his old comrade asked him for help again and assured him in advance that he would only bring people from the finance department to the company to distribute wages, and the field director would definitely not go with them. Only then did Li Xinchun feel at ease to come and help.
There was another reason why he came to help. Today, he happened to be going to their Wufenchang to pay wages, and he would definitely go to the Eighth Company. He wanted to take this opportunity to go to the Eighth Company and ask around. Is there anyone named Yu Xiaoye in the Eighth Company?!
This matter had been lingering in his mind for a day and a night, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.
The more he thought about it, the more unsettled he became. He had so many mysteries in his heart that he had to get to the truth.
So he came—
So, after arriving here, how could I have such an unfortunate coincidence to run into the director?!
Li Xinchun's hands felt slightly numb as he held the steering wheel.
Xiao Huang from the Finance Department sat in the passenger seat and asked casually:
"Li Xinchun, why is it you? Where is Meng Yong?"
"Meng Yong has something to do today, so he asked me to cover for him for a day." Li Xinchun's voice was a little nervous.
"Oh—let's go."
Li Xinchun released the handbrake, stepped on the accelerator, and the jeep started slowly.
Fortunately, fortunately the director did not say anything to ask him to drive carefully. After getting in the car, the director said nothing. His deep eyes looked out the window without focus, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking.
Li Xinchun's mood gradually relaxed, but he drove more carefully.
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This is the Eighth Company.
Salaries were to be paid today, and the company had notified in advance that they would give half a day off, so last night, Yu Jiahui did not go to bed early. After his second son fell asleep, the family of three returned to the yacht and cast their fishing nets to catch fish.
A total of eight nets were caught, and there was no time to sort them, so they were all piled on the deck, like a small mountain.
I went to bed early at night and didn’t have to go to work in the morning, so I slept a little longer and got up at dawn.
The company was particularly lively today. As soon as I went out, I saw people everywhere in front of me. It was time to get my salary, and everyone was in a particularly good mood. Adults and children were all jubilant.
After breakfast, Yu Xiaoye was thinking about going back to the yacht to sort out the fish and shrimp caught last night, so he asked his mother to ask his second brother to go out for a walk, join in the fun in the front, and get acquainted with the people in the company.
Xu Ying would never let Yu Erye sit idle, so he gave him a bag and asked him to go out and collect firewood.
Yu Erye had no choice but to go back to his old job and continue collecting firewood.
Fortunately, he quite likes doing this job. He walks around in the woods, feeling relaxed and leisurely, and not tired at all.
After his second brother left, Yu Xiaoye returned to the space and sorted various fish and shrimps.
She particularly likes doing this because she never knows what kind of strange creatures she can pick up from it. There are all kinds of fish and shrimps, and the species are rich. Many things she has never seen before.
She especially liked to pick up some big shrimps. The largest one was almost as long as her arm when stretched out. One shrimp probably weighed more than one kilogram.
She peeled the shrimp on the spot and ate it raw without any soy sauce or vinegar. It tasted extremely fresh and tender, with a natural salty flavor.
After eating one shrimp, I feel full.
In the past, she would throw back into the sea those fish that she didn’t recognize or dared to eat. Now that she has chickens at home, these things can be chopped up and used to feed the chickens, so basically nothing she catches will be wasted.
Keep what can be sold, eat what is inconvenient to sell, and feed the chickens what you don’t eat.
I squatted on the deck and picked for more than an hour, dividing the large pile of fish and shrimp into a dozen small piles. Then I cleaned the deck, carried a bucket of shrimp, and returned to the kitchen to make shrimp paste.
She is like a hard-working little bee
, busy on the yacht, happy and cheerful.
In the small courtyard, Yu Jiahui enjoyed a rare half-day holiday. His son and daughter went to do their own things, and his wife went to work in her vegetable garden. He put his hands behind his back and went to the door of the front office to wait for his salary.
His first salary in the seventies!
I still feel a little excited when I think about it.
When I got to the front, I saw a group of people gathered at the office door, including men, women, young and old, and it was as lively as a market.
Some of the men were playing chess, some were chatting, and the women were sitting on small stools, chatting and laughing while mending shoe soles, while others were picking wild vegetables and mending clothes.
There were also a few shameless old men and women who were fighting and tearing each other apart, as if they were having a pants-pulling competition, trying to pull each other's pants down. A group of people watching were cheering, the men were cheering for the old men, and the women were cheering for the old women.
Not to mention the children, who were chasing, fighting, playing all kinds of games, and moving through the crowd like the wind, always getting knocked down or beaten up.
The male educated youth also gathered in groups of three or five, and it was unknown what information they were exchanging.
There weren't many female educated youth there, and they probably didn't like to join in the fun, so they all stayed in the dormitory and took the opportunity to wash their hair, clothes, and clean.
Soon after, someone shouted:
"Here they come, the payroll is here!"
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