Siheyuan: Since 1962

Chapter 217 Orange
On the other side, after Zhou Weimin came out from Yang Shibin's place, he went straight to Wu Honggang's office.

"Oh, speak of the devil and he will appear. Old Li, what did I say? Wei Min will definitely come, and you still don't believe it."

Wu Honggang saw Zhou Weimin push the door open and made a joke with a joking smile.

After Zhou Weimin sat down, he poured a cup of tea and pushed it in front of Zhou Weimin.

"Director, you're here too. I don't have to make another trip. I didn't even get a cup of tea when I went there. I'm dying of thirst."

Zhou Weimin picked up the teacup and took a big gulp, then leaned back leisurely and complained in a bad mood.

"Hahahaha, Wei Min is really angry. The tea he drinks is all foamy, which is not as good as our tea. We don't even want to let him take a sip."

Li Huaide pointed at Zhou Weimin and shook his head at Wu Honggang with amusement.

Wu Honggang picked up an orange and threw it to Zhou Weimin, saying with some amusement: "Weimin, if the female workers in the factory saw you like this, they would probably be so shocked that their jaws would drop. You are usually so well-mannered, why do you become so unruly when you come here?"

Zhou Weimin ate the oranges and said with a smile: "Now that I am a leader, I have to act like a leader. These oranges are really sweet. I will bring some back for my wife to taste."

Li Huaide smiled and shook his head, pointing to the oil paper bag on the table, and asked jokingly: "I know you love your wife, so I kept it for you. Let's talk business first. Seeing you like this, Lao Yang hasn't transferred the food yet?"

Zhou Weimin shook his head and said casually, "No, from what I heard from him, he wanted me to go find Lou Ruizhong, but I don't know why he didn't say it out loud. I was happy to save my words and didn't go up to ask."

He then took out two envelopes from his pocket, placed them on the table, and said leisurely, "We collected a lot of things in the small warehouse. These are people's thanks to us. They are not much, just a token of their appreciation."

"You kid, don't do these nonsense things in the future, or people won't bring you anything."

Li Huaide was not at all shy. He picked up the envelope on the table and opened it directly, and saw four big black tens inside.

Zhou Weimin smiled and shook his head, saying vaguely, "I didn't ask for it. He gave it to me on his own initiative. I guess he heard some rumors and wanted me to help him sort things out so that there won't be any trouble on my side."

"That's how you arranged it. It's really easy. Did you keep your share?"

"It doesn't matter if I keep it. If someone gives it to me, I'll take it. If I don't take it, he'll be worried, right?"

Li Huaide smiled and reminded: "Wei Min, take it easy. It's not easy to collect good things now. Don't scare people away."

Although thirty or forty yuan is equivalent to an ordinary worker's monthly salary, it is just a small unexpected gain for him.

Many people gave him money privately, and he didn't want to cause any problems in the subsequent entertainment because of this small amount of money.

"Director, don't worry. I know the situation well. He makes a lot of money by collecting things for us, so it's not a loss for him."

Zhou Weimin smiled and nodded, his eyes not changing.

Materials always have to have a source, so when such a fictional person was created, he would naturally have considered everything long ago.

He always has to hand over the canteen, so some things must be planned early.

"That's right. Money is the most real thing. When you collect things in the future, be more generous and don't let people think you earn less."

When Li Huaide heard that the other party had made a lot of money, he was not angry but happy, and he became more relieved about Zhou Weimin's work.

The world is full of goodwill, and the world is all good.

Only by tying interests together, everyone can have soup to drink, and there is no need to worry about sudden disconnection. "Hey, I know."

Zhou Weimin smiled and nodded.

Wu Honggang saw that the two had finished talking about business, so he smiled and said, "Old Li, do you think Old Yang will come to you or to Director Lou?"

Li Huaide pointed to the clock on the wall and said casually, "Wei Min has been here for more than ten minutes."

Yang Shibin had already called Zhou Weimin to his office. If he intended to bow to him, he should have called before Zhou Weimin came. How could there be no response until now?

"Hey, this old Yang, usually has a lot of opinions on the left and right, but at this moment, he doesn't talk about these things."

Wu Honggang smiled sarcastically. He hated from the bottom of his heart those people who thought themselves noble but had nothing left.

Why are you pretending? We are all the same, who are you looking down on?

Zhou Weimin stretched his body lazily, stood up and said jokingly: "The words came from Director Yang's mouth. Of course, his class background and thoughts are for his own benefit. I think he is no different from Yi Zhonghai in our yard, but one is in the yard and the other is in the factory."

"Don't forget, Orange. Why don't you sit for a while?"

Zhou Weimin caught the cigarette Wu Honggang threw over, picked up the orange on the table, and said helplessly, "I won't sit down. I have to go and decide with Nan Yi what dishes to prepare for the reception. There are many leaders coming this time, so we definitely can't use too good ingredients to cook. We can only let Nan Yi work hard on the cooking method."

Li Huaide winked at Wu Honggang and said with a smug smile, "Old Wu, look at what I said. This kid knows everything. There's no need for us to remind him. Do you believe it now?"

Wu Honggang said unhappily, "I believe it, you have a good eye now."

He also thought that Zhou Weimin was young and was afraid that he would go overboard in entertaining others and end up doing something bad with good intentions.

Who knew this kid was so shrewd and had already made plans.

Now, I just brought back some good wine from my brother-in-law’s house, and I drank half of it in one go. I’m not enjoying it anymore…

……

evening.

In a small private room in the third cafeteria.

When Yang Shibin saw Wei Zhaojun and Lou Ruizhong coming in, he stood up with a smile and said politely, "Director Lou, I'm so sorry to bother you to come here in person."

"Hey, it's not a big deal. I'm just an idler now, drinking tea and playing chess at home. If the steel mill needs anything, I will definitely come over to take a look. Old Yang, why are you being so polite to me? If there's anything I can help with, Old Yang, just tell me."

Lou Ruizhong was chatting with Yang Shibin familiarly, and as he watched Wei Zhaojun leave, a smile appeared on his face.

The intentions of the leaders during this period were hard to understand. The leaders of each factory were avoiding him intentionally or unintentionally, which made him feel particularly uneasy.

Although Zhou Weimin had made the connection and he could understand some of the above meanings, he was still not at ease with just this one clue.

Now that Yang Shibin took the initiative to ask him for help, he felt relieved. This meant that the higher-ups had no intention of taking action against them for the time being.

Otherwise, as the head of the steel rolling mill, Yang Shibin would never have been involved with him in such a high profile.

(End of this chapter)