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Lou Bancheng's steel rolling mill was one of the largest in Beijing and had been under the protection of workers and peasants since liberation.

Especially after the Kuomintang retreated to Taiwan, enemy agents frequently sabotaged factories on the mainland, so security at the factories became increasingly stringent.

He Yuzhu waited at the factory gate for five or six minutes before he saw Yi Zhonghai and Jia Dongxu walking side by side from afar.

He quickly went to greet him and said, "Uncle, you've arrived."

Good morning, Dongxu.

"Zhu Zi, have you been waiting long?" Yi Zhonghai said with a smile.

"No, I just arrived a little while ago," He Yuzhu replied.

"Come with me to the guardhouse to register first, and then wait there for Boss Lou."

"I'm not entirely sure when he'll arrive," Yi Zhonghai said.

After registering, Yi Zhonghai and Jia Dongxu headed straight for the workshop.

As ordinary workers in the factory, they rarely had the opportunity to see Lou Bancheng.

The guards in the guardhouse all looked at He Yuzhu with curiosity—his height was particularly noticeable in the crowd.

"Are you the son of He Daqing, the canteen manager? How old are you this year? You look so energetic, you don't look much like your father."

I've met your father; his cooking skills are absolutely top-notch.

"I heard he quit. What brings you to the factory today?" a man who looked like a junior manager asked.

I am sixteen years old this year.

"My dad went out of town. I came here to see Boss Lou and hope to find a job in the cafeteria," He Yuzhu replied.

"You've grown this tall at sixteen? I thought you were already an adult."

Your dad's cooking skills are unparalleled. If you could have seven or eight tenths of his ability, Boss Lou would definitely hire you.

"Look, Boss Lou is here, in that little car." The junior manager straightened his back immediately after saying this.

Lou Bancheng noticed the tall young man outside the guardhouse while sitting in the car.

When the car got closer, he took a closer look and saw that He Yuzhu had a dignified appearance, and immediately guessed that he was He Daqing's son.

He told the driver to stop the car, rolled down the window, and asked, "Are you He Daqing's son? Your father mentioned you to me before he passed away."

Come to my office later.

"Okay, Mr. Lou."

"I'll be right there," He Yuzhu replied.

The car window slowly rolled up, and Lou Bancheng signaled the driver to continue driving forward.

The security captain immediately assigned someone to lead He Yuzhu to the office building.

As I walked outside the office building, a man approached me.

"Secretary Shen, this is the person the boss wants to see." After saying this, the security guard turned and left.

"Leave it to me."

"You're He Daqing's son? Come with me, the boss is free now." After Secretary Shen finished speaking, she gently knocked on the office door. After hearing a "come in" from inside, she pushed the door open and went in. "Boss, the person has been brought."

"Let him in, I have other plans later," Lou Bancheng said.

He Yuzhu followed him into the office and stood quietly to the side.

Lou Bancheng sat on the sofa, sized him up for a moment, and asked, "What's your name?"

"He Yuzhu." He Yuzhu's answer was crisp and concise.

"Um.

Before your father passed away, he entrusted me to arrange a job for you.

Out of consideration for our past relationship, I agreed.

However, let me be frank: if your skills aren't up to par, you'll have to start as a kitchen helper.

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