Siheyuan: A master brewer starts with a jar of bone-strengthening wine!

Looking at the mess on the ground, Liu Dong sighed inwardly.

Ugh, that's outrageous!

Sha Zhu, who was supposed to be used as a tool by Yi Zhonghai for life, has now become my bodyguard?

You actually believed it!

Upon closer reflection, he understood—

Sha Zhu's personality, in ancient times it would be called "drawing his sword to help those in need," but nowadays... it's just stubbornness, inflexibility, and an uncontrollable temper.

In the original drama, Yi Zhonghai specifically targeted this point and made a firm grip on him.

Now...

Hehe, the master has changed.

However, Liu Dong also understood the situation:

Use people as much as you can when they are available, but don't treat them like animals for their entire lives.

Those who need protection should be protected, and those who need a helping hand should be helped.

The Jia family, father and son, left looking disheveled.

It's not that I don't want to call the police, it's that I'm really afraid—

If you block someone's door and cause trouble, who will listen to your reasoning when the police ask you questions?

Getting a beating is pointless and only makes you lose face.

After everyone had left, Liu Dong returned to the house, his face hardening, and pointed at Sha Zhu, scolding him:

"Zhu Zi, you were too impulsive today! If you've accidentally caused something serious, you'll be the one going to jail, not her!"

"You've really gone in, and you want me to bring you food? — Do you think I own a restaurant?" He Yuzhu was about to praise himself when he was immediately scolded.

But this scolding only made his eyes sting and his nose tingle; he almost cried: "Brother... I was so foolish! Luckily, I didn't cause a huge mess today!"

"..."

Liu Dong said sternly, "Fighting? It's not something anyone can just do when they get angry! You have to consider the timing, the location, and the people around you—only when all three are in place do you dare to lay a finger on someone. And once you've started, you have to make sure no one can find fault with it, otherwise you'll be in jail, and where am I supposed to find someone to run errands for me?"

"Keep a close eye on me from now on!"

"When it's your turn, I'll give you a look, and you'll rush in!"

"But remember this—fighting isn't about venting anger, it's about intimidating your opponent, not about getting yourself killed! Be skillful in your attacks, aiming for minimal injury. If you end up with a fracture or concussion, you'll be living in handcuffs for life!"

"Hey! Don't worry, bro! From now on, I'll beat people like I'm embroidering, handling them gently!"

"Okay." Liu Dong nodded. "Go ahead..."

"Okay!" He Yuzhu turned around and ran off.

Liu Dong turned around, took out a piece of white paper, and with the pen tip suspended in mid-air, wrote down the two names: "Jia Zhangshi" and "Jia Dongxu".

After pondering for a long time, the pen tip still didn't fall—it didn't pour that little bit of "cursed wine".

You can't come!

It's too early to act now!

If they suddenly become lame or their backs twist, and they turn around and insist that He Yuzhu did it... my ace underling will immediately go to jail!

hold on!

Once things have calmed down, I'll personally fill your glasses with a "special cocktail".

"Conference affairs? Do you even know what conference affairs are?"

Early Monday morning, as soon as Liu Dong opened his office door, Deputy Section Chief Yu Liansheng bombarded him with a probing question.

Liu Dong was taken aback: "Meeting arrangements?"

"I'm not very familiar with them... Is it the 'odd jobs' who pours tea and serves water to the boss during meetings?"

He wondered to himself: Had Yu Liansheng taken the wrong medicine today? Why was he asking this?

"Almost there!" Yu slapped his thigh in agreement. "But there's more to it than just this!"

"Let me break it down for you—the most important thing is to pour water!"

"Keep your eyes peeled! If the water glass is empty, you need to hurry over and refill it; but whatever you do, don't carry the thermos and pour it over the boss's head! You have to take the glass away first, pour it properly at the door, and then put it back carefully!"

"Besides water, we also have to manage the site—a table is crooked? Straighten it! A chair is tilted? Arrange it properly!"

"If your boss suddenly needs a pen, a document, or a tissue, you have to spring over like a spring!"

"Furthermore, you must write down everything that was said at the meeting, who expressed their opinion, and what tasks were assigned—not a single word can be missed!"

Liu Dong frowned: "What does this job have to do with me?"

"Yes! It's very important!" Yu Liansheng slammed his enamel mug on the table. "At ten o'clock sharp, Director Yang, Deputy Director Li, Secretary Luo, and all the department heads will be here for a meeting!"

"Director Yang has called you out—he wants you to handle the meeting arrangements!"

"Me?" Liu Dong pointed to himself. "Why me?"

"Is it okay if I don't go?"

"Oh my!" Yu Liansheng rolled his eyes, took a sip of strong tea, and said, "An opportunity is falling right in your face and you're hiding from it? Silly boy, cherish what you have! Hurry up and go! Bring your notebook and pen—if you hear anything important, write it down immediately!"

Alright, let's just bite the bullet and go for it!

Liu Dong asked questions as he walked toward the conference room.

It's actually not that complicated.

Back then, there were no projectors or PowerPoint presentations; meetings were conducted entirely by shouting.

He first swept the floor and wiped the tables, arranging the eight square tables in a straight line;

Fill the four large thermos flasks again, check each tea canister one by one, and make sure they are in the correct positions;

Then I sat on a small stool by the conference room door, using my eyes for two purposes:

My left eye is on the leader's cup, my right ear is on his speech, and my left hand is holding a pen to write at any time.

"Comrades, leaders!" Factory Director Yang slammed his hand on the table to begin. "Today we'll discuss only one thing—exporting foreign exchange!"

"It's been a full seven days since the order was issued!"

"The deadline is December 31st this year—two months have already passed!"

"My heart is constantly in my throat!"

"Other factories are reporting great successes, but what about our steel rolling mill? We haven't seen a single penny of foreign exchange!"

"There aren't many weirdos? We have over eight hundred people, one radish per hole!"

"Why blame it on our low level? We're one of the first batch of key steel enterprises in the country!"

"Is it not important? Without a rolling mill, tractors can't be built, and train wheels can't roll!"

"Tell me—where's the problem?!"

He looked around the room and saw that all of the dozen or so middle-level managers were looking down at their shoes, and no one responded.

Factory Director Yang sighed: "I've thought about it over and over... but none of these are the main reasons."

"The root of the problem lies in the fact that the propaganda is too weak and the mobilization is too superficial! People just don't understand it!"

"I propose: immediately establish a 'Foreign Exchange Earning Task Force,' with everyone as a team member! No official positions or titles!"

"Whoever brings in the first foreign exchange transaction—that's the captain of the commando team, wearing a big red flower on their chest!"

It's clear the factory manager is really desperate.

No wonder—

The target is to allocate $2000 to the top.

Not much?

These days, $2000 is enough to buy a Shanghai-brand sedan, plus change!

Even if the factory has a few relatives overseas, how much help can they provide?

They would put five or ten yuan in an envelope and send it back, just as a token of their appreciation.

Have you saved up two thousand?

I have to pinch myself twice to wake myself up, even in my dreams!

With only ten months left, if Director Yang isn't in a hurry, who is?

But...

This matter really has little to do with Liu Dong. Even if Liu Dong has relatives abroad, he can't just ask them to pay in foreign currency—that would only cause trouble!

The meeting is over!

He had no chance to do the work of organizing materials; that was handled by someone else.

Once everything is organized, first produce a summary, then extract the key points from the summary and condense them into a short broadcast notification.

After going around in circles, the notice ended up back in Liu Dong's hands.