When I saw a man like this in my bang, I almost collapsed.

This old man Yi Zhonghai and I have been a third uncle in Siheyuan for so many years, why is he still so virtuous?

No wonder Xiao Chen would let himself, a seventh-level fitter, be the director, rather than his uncle!

"Will it win over people's hearts?" said Liu Haizhong lowered his voice, not wanting others to hear his words.

Yi Zhonghai looked at the roof with both eyes.

It’s not that he doesn’t understand what he said in his bangs, but that since He Yuzhu dares to do this, he must have his own ideas and should not cause trouble.

"Zhonghai, you're giving up the position of director!" Liu Haizhong almost yelled out. If you hope Yi Zhonghai can help him speak in the courtyard, what a genius will help him!

Yi Zhonghai spared his scalp and said indifferently: "I believe Zhuzi, don't make trouble there, it seems that it's time to feed the pigs, right?"

I'm fucking!

The center of the bang Hai cursed: You are so confused, I kindly help you, you actually asked me to feed the pigs?

become!

I want to see what He Yuzhu has to do!

A plan didn't work, Liu Haizhong shook his teeth and said, "One uncle, as long as you help me say good things in front of the pillar, I will help you run for the director of this workshop. So?"

"It's no problem to help you!" Yi Zhonghai said with some disappointment: "But you don't know Zhuzi's personality. He has a very tough temper. I don't have such a great influence. I'm afraid I won't be able to fulfill your wish."

"Just ask!" Liu Haizhong made up his mind and said, "I will find other things, can I find a way?"

"I can only say give it a try. As for whether it will succeed, it depends on what Zhuzi said."

Since Yi Zhonghai knows the character of bangs too well, if the bangs can be changed, the sows can climb trees!

So he didn't agree at once, but said he would give it a try.

Liu Haizhong was so angry that he stomped his feet. He thought Yi Zhonghai would definitely help him with his obligation, but he did not expect that he would answer so ambiguously.

"Let me tell you." Bang Haizhong put his hands on his hips, and his eyes looked angry: "Ermao has sent someone to find me and asked me to help him, and gave me good conditions. But I took the initiative to help you because we are all the old men in the Siheyuan Courtyard, but you actually disagree."

"Your conditions are too high, I can't meet them." Yi Zhonghai didn't want to make things worse with Zhuzi, so he decided not to accept Liu Haizhong's help.

At this time, Liang Ladi from the workshop next door walked in.

She originally wanted to report the problem to He Yuzhu, but when she saw that everyone in the workshop was whispering, she walked to Yi Zhonghai and asked, "Lao Yi, what are you doing?"

"What are you doing?" Lao Yi looked at Ermao blatantly pulling monthly tickets and said disdainfully: "I am running for the position of workshop director."

"I can't compete with others. This guy is very clever and is trying to win everywhere. This time he must be the winner. I believe Zhuzi's own way." Yi Zhonghai said depressedly.

Liang Ladi had already seen Liu Haizhong on the side. When the second workshop was elected, he would not feed the pigs. What would he do when he came to the workshop?

"Why don't you go to feed the pigs in the bangs, why do you run into the workshop every day?"

"He is here to help Yi Zhonghai's election." Yi Zhonghai seemed particularly angry: "I never thought that he was so ignorant and did not seek to make progress at all!"

"It's up to you in the bangs, it's up to you or not!" Yi Zhonghai said with some displeasure, "Hurry up and go to the stranded ground to feed your pigs!"

Yan Jiecheng saw the first and second uncles muttering there, and quietly leaned forward.

When he learned that it was for the campaign director, his eyes rolled, he pulled his bang Haizhong and said, "Second uncle, see if I'm done?"

"You?" The second uncle looked at Yan Jiecheng up and down, and his eyes rolled, "It's not impossible."

Yi Zhonghai showed a sneer on his lips. The bangs were so shameless that Zhuzi was standing there. Who to choose as the workshop director? In the end, He Yuzhu had the final say. He is nothing in his bangs!

"As long as you listen to me, I promise that I can get you elected and will never lose to the Ermao next to you." The old god in the bang Haizhong said.

When Yan Jiecheng heard the words of Liu Haizhong, his eyes suddenly shone, and he immediately asked with a smile: "What are you good ways?"

"..." Liu Haizhong whispered a few words in Yan Jiecheng's ear. Yan Jiecheng nodded and smiled at the ear: "I'll go now!"

"Hold it!" Xiao Shitou secretly handed a bag of Daqianmen to Yan Jiecheng: "Remember that you have to have a smile on your face, so people will sell your account. Don't be too stingy."

"I know!" Yan Jiecheng left happily...

Soon, the candidates came out soon, of course, someone from the workshop was selected. These two people were Yan Jiecheng and Ermao, both of whom were younger generations.

Ermao was full of confidence and blushed when he gave a speech on stage: "Everyone, as long as I am elected, I will never let you work overtime. There will be a party every month, and there will be gifts for birthdays. As long as there are appropriate reasons, you can ask for leave at will."

Slap!

The applause below was thunderous, which was something that everyone dreamed of, and of course I agreed very much. Even the two apprentices under Yi Zhonghai were also in a state of intent.

Moreover, Ermao is also planning to secretly exchange some votes for the day. Anyway, it is a secret ballot, and no one knows.

Yan Jiecheng next to him was very anxious.

It was originally a matter of equal importance, but now it is obvious that everyone has already tilted. Ermao is sure to win, and he seems to be no match for him: "Second uncle, I think Ermao seems to win, do I need to go on stage again?"

"Nonsense!" Liu Haizhong whispered: "Jiang is still old, how could he be your opponent? As long as I teach you, there is absolutely no problem."

Yan Jiecheng had to bite the bullet and go to the stage. The sound below was very noisy, and few people listened to him. He glanced at everyone: "Quiet!"

Everyone was stunned for a moment.

Yan Jiecheng, who has always had no sense of existence, saw so many people looking at him and his legs trembled, "I...well... the teacher said..."

When the words came to his mouth, they suddenly got stuck, which made the bangs beside him want to go up and say it for him.

He Yuzhu was actually watching coldly. Seeing Yan Jiecheng as such a useless person, he smiled coldly and said to Yi Zhonghai on the side: "Yi Zhonghai, you are the only eighth-level worker in our steel rolling mill. You can come up and talk about it."

Yi Zhonghai didn't expect He Yuzhu to let him come up, so he strode to He Yuzhu.

"You are an old worker, how could this campaign director not have your share?" He Yuzhu said with a smile, "It would be useless for Yan Jie to go up like this. Please tell me."

Yi Zhonghai coughed twice, suddenly released a trace of majesty, and he didn't dare to mutter when he spoke.

"I can't do anything Ermao said just now. Only when our steel mills have benefits can they exist. I want to make an assembly line for everyone and strive for monthly bonuses higher than wages."

"Brave!" Ermao said without hesitation: "The highest bonus we have received is only one yuan, so how can we be higher than our salary?"

Everyone nodded.

Yi Zhonghai patted his chest and said, "I promise you as an eighth-level fitter that as long as the assembly line is built, if the bonus is less than ten yuan, I will compensate everyone in full and will not cause any losses."

The workshop is very quiet.

No one said anything, He Yuzhu immediately took the lead in standing up and slapped violently: "Smack!"
Chapter completed!