Siheyuan: My wife is Xu Huizhen

"Okay, okay, as long as you have something to do."

Factory Director Yang was extremely happy. He had known for a long time that He Daqing's son had obtained a first-class cook certificate, and wanted him to cook a table of meals to taste how delicious the skills of a first-class cook could be.

It's just that the conditions were not mature before. Director Yang believed that He Daqing could invite his son over as long as he asked. But things were not that simple.

The first time I came here was for the sake of his father, but if I tried to invite him over again later, I might not be able to succeed.

The situation was different today. He Yuzhu came to the door himself and asked for something.

As a large machinery factory with thousands of people, it can solve 99% of the problems a person encounters.

Things that he can't solve by himself probably won't happen to He Yuzhu either.

As long as he opens his mouth and successfully solves the problem, doesn't this bring the relationship closer?

Asking He Yuzhu to help with cooking in the future will be a matter of course.

Just as He Yuzhu was about to speak, Director Yang invited He Yuzhu out and came to the reception room next to him.

After sitting down, Director Fan in the cafeteria made some tea, and then Director Yang asked what was going on.

He Yuzhu said: "This is actually a public matter, not my private matter. There is a glass bottle factory on the street that can produce wine bottles."

Director Yang was a little surprised when he heard that it was a public matter. He thought it was He Yuzhu's private matter. If it was a private matter, he would get more favors if he helped him get it done.

Even if the public affairs are accomplished, the favors received will be relatively small.

But he still smiled and asked: "What is it specifically?"

"The supporting molds are only glass bottle production molds. I would like to come to the steel rolling mill and ask Yizhonghai to see if your factory can produce a set of molds for can bottles."

"Logically speaking, as long as it is a mold, we should be able to produce it, but we still have to ask the workers for specific details."

Factory Director Yang had not yet taken over such a business, so he gave Director Fan a look, and the other party knew very well, nodded, and turned around to go out.

Director Yang did not continue to talk about the molds. Instead, the two chatted. Their voices gradually turned to He Daqing's improvement in cooking skills and praised He Yuzhu.

Ever since Yi Zhonghai saw He Yuzhu, his eyelids had been twitching, and he had been muttering in his heart that He Yuzhu, who killed a thousand swords, was a master who refused to suffer losses. He had not taken advantage every time before.

This time, He Yuzhu came to the door. Although he refused happily, could he be willing to let it go and not cause trouble for himself?

I have been thinking wildly in my mind. After a while, I heard the workshop director calling his name. I turned around and saw Director Fan from the canteen standing next to the workshop director.

Suddenly, he felt very angry. He Yuzhu actually went to Director Fan to complain and reprimand himself?

He slowly walked up to him and nodded, then asked, "What's the matter with Director Fan?"

Director Fan said: "Director Yang is waiting for you in the reception room next to the canteen. Come with me quickly!"

Yi Zhonghai was confused. He thought it was outrageous for He Yuzhu to seek support from Director Fan, but he also asked Director Yang to come forward and reprimand him.

I was complaining secretly in my heart. If I had known it earlier, I would not have openly confronted He Yuzhu. I agreed openly but secretly refused to do it to him. Isn't this good?

Why was he so stubborn that he refused directly?

He quickly woke up and said politely: "I'll go right away."

Feeling uneasy, Yi Zhonghai followed Director Fan to the reception room. As expected, Director Yang and He Yuzhu were chatting and laughing inside.

Director Yang did not give the sharp criticism as expected, but said with a cheerful face: "Thank you for your hard work, Master Yi. Sit down quickly."

After Yi Zhonghai was polite, he sat down with some anxiety, half of his butt hanging out, feeling very embarrassed.

This time he was in trouble again. He had just rejected He Yuzhu, but he didn't expect that he would become Director Yang's guest in the blink of an eye, and even invite him directly. Isn't this a slap in the face?

Factory Director Yang then said: "Master Yi, Comrade He Yuzhu has come here on behalf of the street. He wants our factory to make a set of molds for can production for the glass bottle factory. You have to tell us whether we can do it specifically."

After hearing this, Yi Zhonghai hated He Yuzhu to death. When He Yuzhu first said it, he thought it was a personal tool that he needed to build himself, so he happily refused.

But it turned out that the glass factory on the street wanted a mold.

Recently, several factories have been set up on the street, and the glass factory is one of them. I heard that it can produce salt water bottles, so I thought of making can bottles and wanted to create a set of molds.

He secretly complained about why He Yuzhu didn't tell him earlier that he was here on behalf of the street?

Although he works in a steel rolling mill, his family still lives within the jurisdiction of the street. If the leaders of the street hear that he refuses their request, wouldn't he offend them?

I would have a different view of myself. If others were rushing to help the streets and gain a sense of presence, I would directly refuse.

I don’t know if He Yuzhu called back and complained about himself. Even if he doesn’t say anything in front of the leader after he goes back now, the image he has worked hard to build over the years will collapse and become a comment that he does not serve the collective.

Yi Zhonghai looked at the proud He Yuzhu in front of him and really wanted to step forward and punch him, but he knew that he just thought about it and could only agree now, otherwise wouldn't he, the best fitter in the steel rolling mill, just be a decoration?

"Director, please rest assured that no matter how difficult or arduous the task is, I have the confidence to complete the tasks assigned by the street leaders."

Seeing how Yi Zhonghai can talk, he first expressed his determination. No matter how difficult it is, he is confident that he can successfully complete it. He also specifically pointed out that this is the task of the street.

He also secretly explained that this matter had nothing to do with He Yuzhu. It was a business-to-business matter between the steel rolling mill and the street leaders.

Factory Director Yang also understood that He Yuzhu's procedure for asking Yi Zhonghai was wrong, and Yi Zhonghai's refusal to help was not considered a procedural error at all, so he could not be punished.

He just smiled and said: "That's good. The street has helped our steel rolling mill and solved many practical difficulties. Now if the street needs our help, we must use our 12% strength."

"Yes, I will definitely make the mold." Yi Zhonghai promised.

Factory Director Yang smiled and said, "That's good. Starting tomorrow, you will be temporarily seconded to the street to help them make the molds."

"Yes, I promise to complete the mission."

Director Yang raised his wrist and glanced at his watch. The leader of the temporary inspection over there was about to arrive, and time was already running out.

Yi Zhonghai was a good person. Knowing that the matter related to him was over, he quickly stood up and said goodbye.

Director Yang stood up, held his hand and gave him a few words of advice before sending him back to work.

He Yuzhu originally thought about taking out the big bomb and using it, but he didn't expect that there would be a twist, and Director Yang directly came forward to solve the problem.

As for why Director Yang is so enthusiastic, He Yuzhu can certainly guess that one of his most important identities is that he has obtained a first-class cook certificate.

You must know that the first-level cooks are already the top among chefs. No matter how high they are, the chefs who work in the back kitchen of the great hall are called special cooks.