Siheyuan: Domineering life

Chapter 325 Complaints from the Canteen

Come out of the infirmary.

Yang Jun went straight to a canteen.

In fact, there is braised lion head in his space.

But he knows that if he wants to keep the secret of space, he must minimize the use of space. If it can be solved through normal means, try to use normal means to solve it.

As soon as we arrived at the cafeteria, we saw about a hundred people sitting in the lobby eating.

Looking at their clothes, they didn’t look like employees of a steel rolling mill, and looking at the bamboo safety helmets placed under their feet, one could immediately guess that they were members of the archaeological team.

It seems that Qian Xiangrong has reached an agreement with Shang Tielong, allowing them to eat together at the steel rolling mill.

According to Shang Tielong's personality, I'm afraid Qian Xiangrong will have no choice but to use food to join the gang in the end.

"Jun...Director Yang."

Qian Xiangrong was sitting in the crowd and saw Yang Jun at a glance. He stood up and shouted with a wowotou in his hand.

"Oh, Captain Qian."

When Yang Jun heard his voice, his mood suddenly became bad.

He deliberately pretended not to hear, but when he saw the people in the archaeological team looking in his direction, he couldn't pretend not to hear.

Qian Xiangrong told the archaeological team not to look around and continue eating. Then he trotted over and whispered,

"Brother Junzi, why did you withdraw the people from the security department? What if someone destroys the cultural relics?"

Qian Xiangrong's tone of voice was a little anxious, even mixed with a hint of dissatisfaction.

"You won't send someone to watch it yourself?"

Yang Jun rolled his eyes and continued walking to the kitchen.

Qian Xiangrong was stunned when he heard this.

He caught up with Yang Jun and said, "We don't have enough manpower. Can't your steel rolling mill assist us in our work?"

"cannot!"

Yang Jun turned around and said: "Not enough manpower? You can apply to the superiors for transfer of people. Besides, why do you have such a big face? Why do you think the people in our steel rolling mill will help you? Are you paying us wages or not?" Got food?”

"Can……"

Qian Xiangrong became anxious upon hearing this and blurted out some words without thinking.

"But Uncle Guo asked you to fully cooperate with our archaeological team's work."

Qian Xiangrong immediately regretted his words.

He pursed his lips tightly and looked at Yang Jun with an apologetic smile.

Once such words are spoken, it feels a bit like using power to overwhelm others.

Even if Yang Jun is willing to help, there is no room for change after hearing these words.

Let’s not talk about the relationship between Yang Jun and their compound. Even two unrelated units don’t do things like this. Everyone must leave room for words and actions. To speak like Qian Xiangrong just now means to completely ignore the situation. The back road is blocked.

"Haha, is this what's on your mind?"

"Brother Junzi, I'm sorry, I...I was in a hurry at the moment and said something indiscriminately. Don't take it to heart." Qian Xiangrong apologized quickly.

"Okay, okay, don't explain. I am the director of the steel rolling mill. Naturally, I have to consider the steel rolling mill when doing things. I can't use the resources of the steel rolling mill to help you. If you are angry, you can directly complain to Uncle Guo. .”

After Yang Jun finished speaking, he turned around and left.

"I……"

Qian Xiangrong slapped himself in the mouth, secretly blaming himself for not being able to speak such words.

Once some words are spoken, there is no room for taking them back.

This sentence hurt Yang Jun's heart, and he will probably never provide help to archaeological excavations in the future.

Yang Jun didn't want to offend Qian Xiangrong, but he was really angry.

Since discovering this ancient tomb, this kid has been unable to help, and has caused trouble for himself from time to time. If it weren't for the face of Uncle Qian and Qian Jiajia, he would have wanted to fall out with him.

Of course, he was not afraid of Qian Xiangrong filing a lawsuit, because everything he did was legal and in the interests of the steel rolling mill.

That day, the reason why the leader told him to cooperate with the archaeological team's work was to give Mr. Guo face. If Yang Jun took this sentence seriously, then he would be the director of the factory.

Didn't you see that the big leader relaxed a lot after listening to Mr. Guo's words that day?
As long as the archaeological excavation work does not delay the production tasks of the steel rolling mill, they can do whatever they like, and he doesn't care.

Yang Jun couldn't help but sigh that Qian Xiangrong and Qian Jiajia were from the same family, but there was such a huge difference in their lives.

Qian Jiajia is not only a loyal person, but also considerate and considerate of other people's difficulties. Otherwise, because of Qian Jiajia's carefree character, why is she so popular among the kids in the compound?

As for Qian Xiangrong, this guy may have inherited the bad habits of those stubborn gangsters. Relying on his family background and connections, he always feels that people in this world must revolve around him and everything must be in line with his wishes.

Unexpectedly, he met Yang Jun.

According to Yang Jun's personality, not to mention that he looked down on these big guys from the bottom of his heart, let alone that he would wrong himself just to accommodate them.

Come to the kitchen.

I found Shazhu sitting on a stool holding his big teapot and drinking tea leisurely, scolding him from time to time.

"Ma Hua, did you clean the stove? Look at the ash on it. It can be mixed with dough and steamed buns."

"Master Wang, look at your knife skills. Are you cutting potatoes into shreds?"

"Fat man, here is the foreign worker. If it delays the employees' meals, I will ask you."

As soon as he entered the kitchen, he heard Si Zhu losing his temper there.

No wonder Silly Zhu has a bad temper.

Yesterday, the director of the cafeteria, Old Tang, gave the archaeological team the task of having a meal together in the cafeteria. Not to mention that Shazhu was unhappy, all the staff in the cafeteria were full of resentment.

You know, the cafeteria does not provide breakfast.

Most of the employees in the steel rolling mill came to work after eating at home, but now, the task is assigned to them in the canteen. They cannot be as comfortable as before. They must go to the canteen two hours in advance every day to cook. Porridge, steamed woofou, and stir-fried vegetables were served to the archaeological team.

It is impossible to say that everyone is not angry.

But who is Silly Pillar?A gangster in the cafeteria, even the leaders above him have to give him three points of noodles, let alone the people who work for him.

Therefore, they could only endure it even though they knew that Silly Zhu was getting angry.

"I said Master He, I heard you getting angry outside so early in the morning. What's going on? Who provoked you again?"

Yang Jun asked knowingly and sat with Silly Zhu with a smile.

"I said... Director of the factory, you have to give us a review. Why did you give this task to our cafeteria?"

Shazhu saw that all the people working in the kitchen were people, so he quickly changed his name.

"Yes, Director Yang, please tell our director if you can let other canteens take their turn."

"It's best to take turns. You can't always catch us in the cafeteria and do it to death."

When the people in the kitchen saw Silly Zhu saying this, they also boldly came over and asked.

Yang Jun looked at everyone's excited faces, then put his hands down to signal them not to get excited.

"First of all, let me express my attitude."

When Yang Jun said this, he glanced at everyone and said solemnly: "Is this the attitude you have towards work? Oh, just complain when you encounter some difficulties. If everyone in the factory is as picky as you, How can the factory still produce?”

"When you encounter difficulties, you must find a way to solve them. At the same time, this is also a test for you in the factory. Don't shrink back when you encounter difficulties and just want to pass the blame. You must obey the leadership arrangements, carry forward the spirit of hard work, work hard, and do your job well. .”

Yang Jun's words made everyone bow their heads and remain silent.

I thought that Yang Jun would help them in the cafeteria, but in the end not only did he not help, but he also received a training in vain.

"What is Yishitang? As the name suggests, Yishitang means big brother. If you can't take the lead and set an example, do you deserve the title of Yishitang?"

Seeing that they were silent, Yang Jun continued,

"However, I also understand your difficulties. Normally, the leaders run small stoves here, and you are already busy enough. Now that the archaeological team has joined in, it has indeed increased your workload. So..."

When Yang Jun said this, he glanced at everyone and said: "Just do what you just said, implement a rotation system, one rotation every ten days in each canteen, what do you think?"

"Okay, no problem." Silly Zhu was the first to respond.

"Thank you boss."

"It's great, I finally don't have to get up early every day."

For a moment, everyone in the kitchen was celebrating, and everyone kept saying thank you excitedly.

When Yang Jun saw this, he smiled slightly and raised the corners of his mouth.

This is the way to use people.

Give a sweet date with a slap in the face.

Let them realize the importance of work, and prevent them from thinking about slacking off at work.

"Later, I'll tell the director of your cafeteria about this and ask him to make a rotation list as soon as possible."

After Yang Jun finished speaking, he called Shazhu aside.

"Can you make a braised lion's head for lunch?"

"No!" Shazhu shook his head.

Yang Jun was suddenly speechless. Seeing the way Silly Zhu shook his head, he couldn't help but want to slap him.

"I saw it just now. There are more than ten kilograms of pork on the chopping board. You can tell me that you can't do it here?"

"Jun Zi, it's not that I'm trying to shirk you, it's because I really can't do it."

Silly Zhu explained: "The meat was sent from the grain collection store to improve the staff's food. Besides, it is wild boar, which is not suitable for braised lion's head."

The meat delivered by the grain collection store is all in quantity, and the logistics office has also registered it. No matter how courageous Silly Zhu is, he would not dare to deduct food from the employees. Besides, the braised lion head made from wild boar meat does not taste good, and the meat is relatively bad. Firewood also has an evil smell.

Yang Jun thought for a while and said, "Forget it, I'll go to the Second Canteen to have a look."

"It's useless if you go there. If one canteen doesn't have it, there's no need to look at other canteens."

Any good stuff in the factory basically comes from No. [-] Canteen, and the leaders also like to open a small stove in No. [-] Canteen. Therefore, when the logistics office distributes ingredients, it will give priority to No. [-] Canteen.

"Okay, I see."

Just as Yang Jun was about to turn around, he thought of something, so he turned around and said,
"There's no need to cook lunch, I'll figure it out myself."

"Got it."

After coming out of the cafeteria, Yang Jun did not go to the lobby, for fear of running into Qian Xiangrong again, so he went out through the back kitchen.

Back at the office building, Yang Jun asked the security guard on duty.

In the future, people from the archaeological team are not allowed to be let in casually. If they really have something to do, they must inquire about the situation before reporting it.

Back in the office, Yang Jun first processed all the documents that needed to be processed.

After he finished handling all the things at hand, he looked at the time and saw that it was almost ten o'clock.

So, he locked the office door and drove out of the factory.

The cafeteria couldn't make braised lion's head, so we had to find a way on our own.

He parked the car next door to the abandoned cement factory.

I got off the car, found a secluded place, and drew a reduced version of the map of the steel rolling mill on the ground with a water gun.

Afterwards, I straightened my clothes and returned to the car.

In the distance, a group of people were busy on the construction site.

The construction of the medical building has already started, and there are people everywhere on the construction site. There is no mechanized operation yet, and it all relies on manual lifting and shoulder lifting.

The workers, wearing bamboo safety helmets and shirtless, shuttled back and forth on the construction site.

Now in the stage of digging the foundation, the workers are lifting the dug soil up from below. Looking at their dark faces, Yang Jun feels sad and laments the difficulties of the farmers.

He couldn't imagine whether he would be able to withstand the test of this kind of life if he time-traveled into a farmer.

Yang Jun couldn't see the migrant workers struggling to survive, so he left as if running away.

(End of this chapter)