Siheyuan: The final winner

After Shachun left, Jiang Ping'an returned to the office to continue working.

He probably will stay here for the next few days.

After everything is almost straightened out, we can take care of the work of the general factory director.

While working hard to read the documents, Xiao Zheng came in and reminded in a low voice:

"Factory Manager, Director Qian from the office is here to report, do you have time?"

Jiang Pingan came back to his senses and nodded slightly: "Let him in!"

Speaking of which, this little Zheng has something to do with Jiang Yihu.

Xiao Zheng's name is Zheng Ren, he is 25 and six years old, and he has a high school education.

The children in the same compound as Jiang Yihu, their parents are veterans.

As a leader, he was very careful in selecting candidates for secretary and driver.

Jiang Ping'an, Zhao Yuchu's secretary, was naturally unavailable, so he was put in the restoration department for the time being.

The current Zheng Ren was picked by Jiang Ping'an after he came here today. He was originally an officer in the propaganda department.

No matter from his resume or the impression he gave Jiang Ping'an during the interview, he was undoubtedly the same Jiang Yihu.

Dutiful, clever, but also full of black belly, um...can be cultivated in a cauldron.

Director Qian was brought in by Zheng Ren, holding a document in his hand.

"Director, I have listed some candidates for the driver of the trolley class, please decide."

Jiang Ping'an is now the acting director of a boutique rolling mill, and he is finally qualified to ride in a small jeep.

Of course, he is at the main factory, and if he goes out on business, he can also use a jeep.

But that car is for public use, so it doesn't protect him alone.

So Jiang Ping'an usually rides a bicycle in private, but he is still safe.

Jiang Pingan took the document, carefully read the general resumes of these people, and pondered:

"Call Li Zhongbin here, let me get to know him face to face!"

Director Qian smiled and said, "Okay, I'll call right away."

"Director, should I call?" Zheng Ren asked for instructions.

Jiang Pingan nodded and said, "That's fine, let Xiao Zheng run for a while."

"Hehe, that's hard work for Secretary Zheng." Director Qian said with a smile on his face.

After Xiao Zheng went out, he continued: "There are houses outside..."

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Ping'an waved his hand and said, "You don't need to prepare this for me."

"I heard that the houses in the boutique factory are very tight. I have a house to live in, so I won't compete with my comrades for quotas."

"Director, this is against the rules. If you don't use it, the house will be empty." Director Qian said.

"If you're free, go and have a look. The house is really nice, it's a small courtyard."

"The surrounding environment is also good, and most of the neighbors are middle and senior leaders. Our factory managed to get them."

Jiang Pingan smiled and said, "Forget it, tell me the address and give me the key. I'll go see it when I'm free."

"Hehe, the key has been prepared, and the address is here..." Director Qian smiled.

"In addition to the furniture and pots and pans, I went to prepare some myself in the morning, and I don't know if the factory manager likes it or not."

"If there is anything missing or not in line with the factory manager's wishes, please tell me when the time comes, and I will replace and supplement."

Jiang Ping'an said with a smile: "You're interested, I'll see and talk about it later!"

The two were chatting, and Jiang Pingan took the opportunity to ask Director Qian about the network composition of the cadres in a boutique factory.

As the saying goes, a hero has three gangs, and the leaders of the boutique factory must have their own hills.

As the acting factory manager, Jiang Ping'an also needed to understand the interpersonal relationship of his subordinates.

Director Qian, as the director of the factory office, mainly serves Jiang Pingan, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a nanny.

In addition, Jiang Ping'an became the acting factory director at a young age, and he has an excellent reputation and a bright future.

Director Qian was not stupid, so he naturally knew to seize the opportunity to approach Jiang Ping'an.

So I reported everything I knew and what I could say.

"The general situation is like this." Director Qian finally said.

"Of course, my level of understanding is limited, and whether I understand it correctly remains to be verified."

Jiang Pingan nodded slightly. Of course, he would not fully believe what Director Qian said. After all, everyone has a subjective understanding.

However, based on his own understanding of the interpersonal relationship in the boutique factory, Jiang Ping'an roughly sorted out the context.

Soon, Zheng Ren called Li Zhongbin over.

Li Zhongbin is 28 and nine years old. He has been a scout, has been on the battlefield, and has made third-class meritorious service.

This man has a hulking back and a waist of 1.7 meters five, which is relatively tall in these days.

He has a rough appearance and was wounded in battle.

After the face was scratched and repaired by shrapnel, it left an obvious slash centipede scar.

He was unsmiling, with a dignified expression, and with that injury, he gave off an extremely vicious impression.

"Director, Comrade Li Zhongbin is here." Zheng Ren reminded.

"Hello, factory manager! My name is Li Zhongbin!" Li Zhongbin stood tall and straight, and said loudly.

Jiang Pingan looked at him carefully, got up and shook hands with him and said, "Don't be so serious."

"I plan to transfer you to be my driver, would you like to?"

"Thank you to the factory manager for giving me the opportunity to improve, I am very willing!"

Li Zhongbin said solemnly, an excited joy flashed in his eyes.

Jiang Pingan laughed and said, "I told you not to be so serious, have you got married yet?"

These family situations are actually recorded in the files.

However, Jiang Ping'an, as the factory manager, was doing homework with his subordinates, but it was also a means of getting closer.

Li Zhongbin finally showed a smile on his face, with shyness on his face, he nodded and said:

"Thank you for your concern. I have been married for three years."

"How many children are there?" Jiang Ping'an asked gently.

Li Zhongbin said with a slight smile: "The older one has a handle, it's two years old, and the younger one is still in the womb, it will be born next year."

"Haha, yes, let me know after the baby is born, and I'll be happy!" Jiang Pingan nodded and smiled.

After exchanging pleasantries, Jiang Pingan asked Director Qian to take Li Zhongbin out to teach him the rules.

Maybe Li Zhongbin knows and understands all the rules that should be there, but he still needs to emphasize what should be told.

After finishing the trivial matters, Jiang Ping'an got up and left the office to inspect the work in the workshop.

Because they were notified in advance, the factory leadership and key cadres from the production department also accompanied them.

Since the high-quality steel rolling mill is a subordinate unit, all production tasks are assigned by the general factory.

It belongs to the drought and flood income guarantee unit, and its autonomy is not strong.

But because it is a key unit, as long as the production tasks assigned by the superior are completed, life will be easy.

This factory is equivalent to an enlarged and enhanced version of the boutique workshop at the main factory.

Among them, the number of engineers and senior technicians is even comparable to that of the main factory, with strong strength.

Many cutting-edge and sophisticated products are processed here, and many orders have a relatively high level of confidentiality.

Therefore, the security personnel of the boutique rolling mill are also elite soldiers and strong generals, all of whom are well-trained and have extraordinary combat capabilities.

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Chapter 463 Jiang Ping'an has become a fragrant bun, and everyone welcomes it with joy

Jiang Ping'an walked around the workshop.

When listening to the introductions of skilled workers, I also seriously thought about the knowledge I learned in the college, and I gained a lot.

In many ways, he doesn't need to know all the details, which is unrealistic.

He spent the whole afternoon in the workshop with a group of cadres. While learning about the factory, he was also getting to know the cadres.

When it was time to get off work, he didn't continue, announcing his disbandment, and came back to the workshop tomorrow to inspect.

Taking the jeep home, Jiang Pingan thought:

"It's a coincidence that I didn't ride out today, so it's easier."

The wind and snow are still there, and the wind is whistling.

But sitting in a jeep is much more comfortable.

Even though the road was covered with heavy snow, even though the jeep was on a chain, it still walked slowly, like a turtle crawling.

On the road, groups of workers walked home.

All of them were wearing thick cotton-padded jackets and hats, and wrapped their faces in scarves, tightly packed.

The horns on the electric poles played all kinds of impassioned and impassioned songs, spreading melodiously high in the sky.

The propaganda slogans on the wall in the distance seem hazy in the wind and snow, looming, and the words are inspiring.

"Didi..." The jeep slowly stopped in front of the courtyard.

Bang Geng waited for a group of children who were playing with the snow to surround them curiously, cheering and looking around.

There are very few cars coming over the courtyard.

People in the yard heard the movement, and they all came out to watch one after another.

When Jiang Ping'an got out of the car, they all puffed up their hands excitedly, expressing their pride.

"Haha, the disappearance of Director Jiang's acting boutique rolling mill has spread all over the world!"

"Congratulations to Factory Director Jiang, congratulations to Factory Director Jiang, now you can get on the little jeep!"

"The feng shui in our courtyard is good, and there can be such a big man!"

"Don't talk nonsense, don't kill yourself? That's the result of Jiang's hard work!"

"..."

Everyone gathered around, insisting on shaking hands with Jiang Pingan, making him dumbfounded.

"Isn't it warm to stay at home in this snowy day? Let's go!" Jiang Ping'an scolded with a smile.

Yi Zhonghai stepped forward and said with a smile, "It was rumored early this morning that you became the director of the factory."

"Now it's fully confirmed, and everyone is happy for you."

"Don't worry about it, it's everyone's honor to shake hands with you."

Jiang Ping'an smiled and said, "Okay, then I'll show the leader's score?"

"Haha, I'm going to put on a good show today, who said you have to keep a low profile when you become a leader?" Yi Zhonghai laughed.

Jiang Pingan nodded, waved to Li Zhongbin, and signaled him to drive back and pick him up tomorrow morning.

Then she really raised her head and shook hands with everyone in the courtyard.

There was a lot of commotion in front of the courtyard, and people from the neighboring courtyards also came out to check.

Well, after hearing the news, these people also came over to shake hands with laughter.

It is said that Jiang Ping'an is a cadre of the people, and one should not treat one more favorably than another.

"Hold it all, haha, it's really yours!"

Jiang Ping'an laughed loudly, and took the trouble to shake each one of them.