Siheyuan: I am the seventh uncle of Banggen

"Everyone is very enthusiastic. Let's go and practice for a while." Huang Xinsheng led the brothers who were not on duty to start practicing again.

Wen Li went to work, and Hu Yongjia took the newly recruited sales staff to various construction sites to promote steel bars. Since the domestic steel bars met the quality standards and had price advantages, and Haoran Real Estate had already used them and there were no problems after the construction was completed, Hu Yongjia got several orders. Each quantity was not large, but together they amounted to 2,000 tons, and they were all the first batch of goods. They were all tentative purchases. If the purchased goods could meet their requirements, the quantity might be larger.

Hu Yongjia also found out that the best sewing equipment was produced by the Japanese. Now, with the support of Da Piaoliang, the Japanese are developing very rapidly, and three good technicians have already taken up their posts. It seems that a trip to the Japanese is necessary.

After Zhang Dabao got the steel bar order, he immediately called Li Huaide again, "Cousin, another order has come in."

"Here it comes again? Didn't they say that new ones will come after 10,000 tons are delivered?" Li Huaide was a little confused.

"These are new customers we have developed, and they are the first batch. This time the total is 2,000 tons. The quantity may become larger and larger in the future. You have to think of a solution with Uncle Yang, and the output has to be increased," said Zhang Dabao.

"Okay, I'll find a way." Li Huaide put down the phone and went to Yang Weihua's office.

"What's wrong? Did Xiaofang hit you again? Does she know about you and Liu Lan?" Yang Weihua asked Li Huaide who was lowering his head.

"Director, what are you talking about? Liu Lan and I are serious colleagues. What if Xiaofang knows? Everyone knows that Xiaofang and I have a good relationship. We are in trouble this time." Li Huaide looked at Yang Weihua, whose face was wrinkled with laughter, with dissatisfaction. Don't think you are laughing happily now. Let's see if you are still gossiping after I finish talking.

"If you have any trouble, tell me and we'll work together to find a solution. Let's just do it this time. I can't always cover up for you." Yang Weihua thought it was Li Huaide's personal matter.

"Director, you have become bad. The big buyer has placed another 2,000-ton order. Are you happy and excited about the new customer you have developed?" Li Huaide said.

"***, I am somewhat happy. Huaide, you said that there are too many jobs in foreign trade, and it makes people worry. Will it make people angry if you tell others about it? Will Old Ding from the Fifth Factory be angry when he hears this?" Yang Weihua smiled. He now understood what Li Huaide meant. The factory's production capacity was not good now. They could think of a way to produce 2,000 tons, but what if they could produce another 10,000 or 20,000 tons?

"Huaide, two thousand tons is no problem. We can squeeze out another workshop, but what's the next step?" Yang Weihua asked.

"How should I know? I don't understand technology. I am a political cadre." Call Liu Le and Wang Cheng, they both understand technology," said Li Huaide.

"I'll call Si Nian and ask them to come together. If one person has short-sighted ideas, everyone can think of a long-term solution. Let's all think of a solution." After Yang Weihua finished the call, he took a cigarette and threw it to Li Huaide. The two of them lit the cigarettes, took a deep puff, and then exhaled.

"What do you two want? The room is almost empty for you." Wang Cheng, who doesn't smoke, came to Yang Weihua's office and almost pushed him out.

"Huaide, tell me what's going on." Liu Le, Wang Cheng and Xu Sinian saw that Yang Weihua and Li Huaide were in a bad mood, and knew something was wrong, so they quickly sat down.

"Da Biao has placed an additional order of 2,000 tons today. This is a new customer we have developed. If we can deliver on time, with guaranteed quality and quantity, we will have a lot of orders in the future. Now we all know our production volume, so let's discuss it together," said Li Huaide.

"Damn, another two thousand." Liu Le smiled, a bitter smile.

Chapter 317 Advanced Equipment

"Our furnace is too small. We can't ask other factories to do it. It's not that we don't want to be united, but who wants to spit out what they have already eaten?" said Wang Cheng.

"So don't go to your superiors first. You can't do it. The higher-ups are eager to give the orders to other factories. Shanghai Factory No. 5 has made a lot of sarcastic remarks about you. They have a large output but no foreign trade orders. Listen to what Lao Ding said. Lao Yang, you are really amazing. We don't have it, but you can. Is what Lao Ding said a human being?" Yang Weihua said, "I just can't stand his arrogance. He speaks in a sarcastic tone. He knows he has no ability, but he keeps complaining."

"Old Ding is always making sarcastic remarks. He is a real worthless person. The high output of your fifth factory is due to many reasons, mainly policies. It has nothing to do with Old Ding," Wang Cheng also said.

"Can we get a bigger furnace?" Liu Le spoke. He looked at Li Huaide. Everyone knew what he meant. He wanted to get some equipment from Hong Kong or other places through Zhang Dabao's relationship.

"That's too much. Da Biao is still a child," said Li Huaide.

"Ask first? It's not mandatory. You are the leader of his unit and his mother's cousin. You have face, so it's better for you to say these words. Huaide, our factory has reached the most critical moment now. It's up to you whether the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill will fly or crawl. I'm leaving soon, and the next step is for you to be the factory director. You can handle it yourself," said Yang Weihua.

"Fuck!" Li Huaide was speechless. Am I being morally kidnapped again? Yang Weihua has turned bad now. He used to look like a good person, how come he has become like this?

Faced with the moral blackmail and the longing eyes of the four men, Li Huaide lowered his head helplessly and said, "I'll do my best," and then lowered his head heavily.

"Is that right? We are a united team. How about I personally treat everyone to a good meal at noon today?" Yang Weihua said.

"Really? What's delicious?" The best supporting actor Xu Sinian continued.

"The restaurant at the factory gate has noodles and dumplings. How about you eat whatever you want?" Yang Weihua asked.

"Tsk, I thought it was something good. What's in that restaurant at the door? There's not a single piece of meat. The director needs to show some sincerity. It's not even as good as our cafeteria?" Wang Cheng said.

"I'm not sincere enough. It costs two kilograms of food coupons to treat you guys to a meal. The canteen belongs to the factory, not to me personally. If you want to eat meat, it's easy. Just go to Yard 95. Huaide has a solution," said Yang Weihua.

"What can I do?" Li Huaide asked.

"Da Biao gave a lot of meat to Zhuzi and Zhang Cuihua's family last time. Huaide, you go and talk to them and ask Zhuzi to make some meat stew. Your grandson Jia Dongxu can make knife-cut noodles. We can just have a bowl each," said Yang Weihua.

"Me again? I went to tell the two juniors that a group of factory leaders, especially a director-level cadre who will soon be the director of the Metallurgical Bureau, are eating their meat. Do I have any shame? I simply won't go," Li Huaide said angrily.

"There's nothing we can do. Meat is in short supply now and Huaide can't get it. Let's have braised egg stew. Let He Yuzhu make it. His cooking skills are pretty good. Sinian, go buy some eggs." Yang Weihua stretched out his hands and instructed Xu Sinian.

After the meeting, everyone left Yang Weihua's office. Li Huaide returned to his office, thought for a while, and called Zhang Dabao.

Zhang Dabiao was not in the office, and the person who answered the phone was an office clerk. "Who?"

"I'm looking for Yan Ming," Li Huaide remembered Zhang Dabao's instructions.

"Mr. Yan, there's a phone call for you." The employee covered the receiver with one hand and called Zhang Dabao downstairs in the office building.

"Hello," Zhang Dabao answered the phone.

"It's me, Yan Ming. I want to discuss something with you." Li Huaide felt a little embarrassed.

"Uncle, there's no need to be polite between us. If you have anything to say, just tell me directly," said Zhang Dabao.

"You know our unit's production capacity. It's okay now. If you place additional orders, production will not be able to keep up. We just had a meeting and we were very reluctant to give up the orders. The best way now is to increase production capacity, that is, to use advanced equipment, but we don't have it in China now. I wonder if you have it?" Li Huaide said.

"Uncle, there is no such thing in Hong Kong, but I will go to the Japanese place in the next few days. There should be some there. I will try my best to get it," said Zhang Dabao.

"Okay, safety first." Li Huaide hung up the phone. He also knew Hong Kong. These heavy equipment were all imported from the West. Ying Mao had some, but it was too far away. He was disappointed when he heard that Hong Kong did not have any. But when he heard that Zhang Dabao wanted to go to the devils again, he was very happy because there was hope again.

After hanging up the phone, Li Huaide became worried again. The situation with the Japanese was complicated and he didn't know what would happen.

After hesitating for a while, Li Huaide came to Yang Weihua's office again. "I told Da Biao that such equipment is not produced in Hong Kong, and there is no second-hand one. He wants to go to the Japanese to take a look," said Li Huaide.

"Going to the Japanese? Are there any risks?" Yang Weihua was also a little worried.

"Oh" Li Huaide sighed and said nothing.

"Huaide, do you know what Da Biao's requests or wishes are? I will try to get them all done before I leave the factory. There are some things I can't let you do. After all, you are relatives, and you will be the boss in the future. Some things you do may easily lead to gossip," Yang Weihua said after a moment of silence.

"We can't promote him. He is only 21 years old and is already a deputy division-level cadre. If we allow him to improve further, it would be harmful to him. As for the rest, I really don't know what his requirements are. He eats better than us and his personality is even more free and easy. I have even thought about living a life like him. He is not married yet and has no children, but he cares more about the people in his hometown. His two sisters, Zhang Cuihua and Zhang Lianhua, were arranged to work in the factory, and his six brothers were also allowed to move to the city. They are now delivering goods to the street office, and Da Biao bought them horse-drawn carriages and donkey carts," said Li Huaide.

"The harvests in various places are not good this year. Huaide, please provide a batch of grain aid to Dabiao Village in the name of the factory. Zhangjia Village is our counterpart unit. I will let Si Nian talk to their village party secretary and let Zhang Cuihua tell him that it was because of Zhang Dabiao that the factory took such action. Let all the villagers give in to Dabiao," said Yang Weihua.

"Director, Director Li, let's go to the cafeteria." While the two were talking, Xu Sinian came in and the egg noodles were ready.

"Si Nian, call Zhang Cuihua over, I want to ask him a few questions," said Yang Weihua.

"Okay." Xu Sinian went out again, and soon he and Zhang Cuihua came to the factory director's office together.

Chapter 318 Zhang Cuihua is going back to Zhangjia Village

"Factory Director, cousin," Zhang Cuihua came in and greeted the two of them.

"Cuihua, who is the village chief and party secretary of Zhangjia Village, which is your mother's hometown?" Yang Weihua asked.

"It's my fourth uncle Zhang Zhiling. He is my father's cousin and from my second grandfather's family," said Zhang Cuihua.

"They are still your family. How about this, you and Si Nian go back to your hometown tomorrow. The whole country is in a difficult period now. There was a severe drought this year and the autumn harvest was not ideal. Dabiao is your younger brother, and you know what kind of person he is. He is very sentimental and cares a lot about the people in your hometown. Huaide and I have discussed it, and the factory plans to make Zhangjia Village a counterpart support unit and provide some food aid free of charge," said Yang Weihua.

"Thank you, factory director, thank you, cousin, thank you, director." Zhang Cuihua bowed quickly to the three of them. She also came from the countryside and was starving last winter. She knew that the situation in the village was not good this year. She was grateful for the factory's behavior from the bottom of her heart, and she admired her cousin Zhang Dabiao even more. Dabiao was so kind and righteous, and he would never forget his fellow villagers.

Xu Sinian and Zhang Cuihua agreed to set out as soon as work started tomorrow. Then the factory directors went to the canteen, and Zhang Cuihua reunited with her sisters.

After get off work in the afternoon, Zhang Cuihua and her sister Zhang Lianhua picked up Jingshu and walked home. "Lianhua, I have to go back to the village tomorrow. Do you have anything to do?"

"Going back to the village? Whose family has something going on?" Zhang Lianhua asked. She thought it was something going on in her mother's family, such as a wedding or funeral.

"I came home for business. Da Biao knew that the harvest this year was not good and was afraid that the villagers would go hungry, so he asked the factory director for help. The factory now plans to make Zhangjia Village a counterpart assistance unit and said that they would provide a batch of food. Director Xu and I will go there tomorrow," said Zhang Cuihua.

"Was it Dabiao's suggestion? You have to tell your fourth uncle to let everyone remember Dabiao's favor. Without Zhang Dabiao, no one would know about Zhangjia Village. There are many villages that are more troubled than Zhangjia Village now," said Zhang Lianhua.

"I think so too," said Zhang Cuihua.

"Dongxu, take out the clothes that Dabiao brought me last time he was on a business trip. I have to go back to the village tomorrow," Zhang Cuihua said to her son while eating.

"Mom, it's mid-October now. Wouldn't it be a bit cold to wear a skirt?" Jia Dongxu asked.

"How about I wear a leather vest?" Zhang Cuihua said again.

"Mom, that's made of wool and I feel too hot," Jia Dongxu advised.

"This won't work, and that won't work. I only have these two decent sets of clothes, and I finally have a chance to go back to my parents' home..." Zhang Cuihua was a little anxious.

"Didn't you go back without these clothes? How old are you? You are 47 years old. An old lady can wear anything. If you go back wearing a skirt, won't those old women laugh at you?" Jia Dongxu said.

"Jia Dongxu, you bastard. I've worked like a slave in your Jia family for so many years, and you've ever bought me a piece of clothing? These two sets of clothes were given to me by my younger brother from my mother's side. How can you say such things? Are you still a human being? Tell me clearly now, who is the old lady? Are there any old women in the village who are laughing at me?" After hearing what Jia Dongxu said, Zhang Cuihua put down her bowl and chopsticks and rushed over.

So Jia Dongxu ran in front and Zhang Cuihua chased him from behind, and chased Jia Dongxu out of the yard.

"Dongxu, are you playing games with your mother again?" He Yuzhu came back and asked Jia Dongxu happily after seeing this scene.

"Are you sick? Are you still a good brother? Please persuade my mother," said Jia Dongxu.

"Who is your good brother? I am your uncle. Ha." After saying this, He Yuzhu never looked at Jia Dongxu again and left.

"Uncle, Zhuzi, Shazhu, damn it, please help me talk to him, I haven't eaten yet." Jia Dongxu shouted at the door. He Yuzhu looked back, but went into the yard and could no longer see him.

"Why is this?" Zhang Lianhua came out.

"Ask this bastard," said Zhang Cuihua.

After listening to Jia Dongxu's account of what happened, Zhang Lianhua angrily slapped Jia Dongxu twice. "Dongxu, when you have nothing to do, read more books and learn how to speak well. How can it be so hard to accept every word coming out of your mouth?" Zhang Lianhua said.

Jia Dongxu was confused. Wasn't everything I said true? Why did my aunt want to hit me too?

"Sister, you don't look like an old lady. You look best in work clothes. When the villagers see you, they will think you are a worker. That's amazing. Tell them that you are not a worker, but a cadre, an officer of the Women's Federation. Who wouldn't be envious?" Zhang Lianhua persuaded Zhang Cuihua to leave.

"Lotus, can you wear work clothes?" Zhang Cuihua obviously heard it.

"Of course they can. They have money to buy leather vests and flowery skirts, but can they buy work clothes for the steel mill? This is the symbol of our workers," said Zhang Lianhua.

"That makes sense. I'm just wearing work clothes. Do you think I should buy some clothes to go out? I don't have leather shoes either. Now all the cadres wear leather shoes," Zhang Cuihua asked her sister again.

"Mom, leather shoes are uncomfortable to wear. Don't you know how to make shoes? You can take some time to sew some soles. The shoes you make yourself will not only fit well but also be cheaper," Jia Dongxu interrupted again.

"Get out!" Zhang Cuihua shouted loudly.

Jia Dongxu ran to the backyard dejectedly and continued eating.

In the evening, Zhang Cuihua packed three small bags, which contained a bottle of wine and a can of food, which was given to her by Zhang Dabao. These were gifts for her three uncles. Her six younger brothers also prepared a pound of bacon each.

The Jia family was running out of meat, and Jia Dongxu felt very distressed, but he didn't even dare to ask now.

"Look at how ugly you are. Have you forgotten the time when you went to your uncle's house to eat and drink for free? Now that your life is a little better, shouldn't you give something back? Get out. I'm angry when I see you like this. You follow Da Biao every day, but you haven't learned any of his generosity?" Zhang Cuihua saw Jia Dongxu on the side and started scolding him.

"I can't learn from my seventh uncle. I don't have his abilities. It's not that I feel sorry for the things. I'm just wondering why you come back to Zhangjia Village during such a busy season," Jia Dongxu said against his will.

"I'm on a business trip, you know? The steel rolling mill is going to provide counterpart assistance to Zhangjia Village. Director Xu and I went to go find my fourth uncle. I never brought anything for my uncles when I went back to my mother's home before. You see, I'm a cadre now. Isn't it appropriate for me not to bring something?" Zhang Cuihua said proudly.