In the age of rebirth, I became popular in the pastoral live broadcast

Chapter 835: Sending Warmth

When people came one after another, Song Hongguo understood what Han Ying meant by her previous words. Almost all of them were people who appeared at the commendation meeting on New Year's Day.

Is this because she is afraid that she will be so beautiful that she will be "forced to have no choice" and rush to the shelves?
When those people saw her, their expressions were very uncomfortable, but for the sake of harmony and generosity, they all smiled and greeted her. While chatting, their eyes kept looking at the back seat of her bicycle, weighing things. The gap between them is very obvious, and the frustration and depression in their hearts can be imagined.

After all the people arrived, a group of hula-la began to send warmth to each house according to the addresses on the list. The union represented the collective, and they represented the individuals. They discussed a general process. At each house, the chairman of the union came out to express condolences without saying a word. What's new is just to care about your health and whether there are any difficulties in life, listen patiently to the other person's words, say a few words of comfort, and finally leave the appropriate things, get up and leave, and rush to the next home.

Oh, when encountering a more typical case, comrades from relevant departments will take photos and keep them as promotional materials. Afterwards, they will also write articles and publish them in newspapers.

Song Hongguo mingled in the crowd and was very low-key. She would not speak if she could. Originally, those people were secretly guarding that she would be in the limelight. Who would have thought that she was so quiet that she had no sense of presence. She stood at the back and never rushed forward. She would only show up when it was her turn to donate something, and she would just smile and say nothing to steal the show.

This performance was unexpected, but it also made others feel a lot more comfortable, especially the trade union, who felt that she was a good person.

Only Han Ying felt sorry for her privately, "What are you doing? Night walks in brocade clothes? You contribute money and effort, why don't people know about it? Among individuals, you are the one who has donated the most, so you'd better do it for publicity As soon as Ke takes a photo, you hide away, are you afraid that you can't get rid of this face?"

Song Hongguo said nonchalantly, "Give yourself less hatred."

Originally, she didn't donate things just to get the limelight and to establish herself as a person who enjoys helping others.

Han Ying was still unwilling to give up, "But those people who are trying to pick on your wisdom have shown their face before you. They were reluctant at first, but now it's better. They are all picking up the advantages and not enough. It's really shameful."

Song Hongguo laughed and said comfortingly, "Isn't that just for them to help me block the gun?"

"You are still too honest."

"This is obviously called wisdom in life."

One after another, they were not all finished by noon, but Song Hongguo had given away the twenty portions, so there was no need to follow them to run errands in the afternoon.

For this reason, Han Ying muttered to her a few more words, saying that she was careless and didn't know how to fight for opportunities for herself. Others deliberately scattered them just to have a chance to show their faces in the afternoon. It was better for her and she wanted to stay away. Far.

Song Hongguo smiled and didn't explain.

The system couldn't help but mutter, "What the hell are you doing? It seems like you have completed a work task."

Song Hongguo said lightly, "It was originally a random mission."

The system didn't dare to say anything for the rest of the time. The host didn't want to rush forward. It was useless even if it screamed at the back, it was just a waste of trouble.

After this incident, the Publicity Department actually wrote an article and submitted it to the newspaper, and the factory also specially praised it on the radio station. Among them was Song Hongguo's name, but it was not that eye-catching among more than a dozen people. .

It's just that some people's demeanor is destined to be unconcealed, and their outstanding strength does not allow them to be low-key. When the factory received the commendation call from the capital, they had not yet reacted. The other party explained a few words, and then they suddenly realized that the three skill competitions organized before had ended successfully, and successfully promoted several very practical and important first aid knowledge, which, to a certain extent, could save many critically ill patients. This practice was recognized and praised by the relevant departments above, and then there would be various corresponding rewards.

This is a great honor for the factory. Director Zhong has always been serious about his words. When he heard the news, he couldn't help but raise his lips and personally called Director Zhang to praise the good organization of their hospital.

Dean Zhang was also very excited, but he did not take the credit. He said very matter-of-factly, "Dr. Song deserves the first credit. Without her making such suggestions and participating in the organization and operation, there would be no such skills competition. In addition, , and I would also like to thank the factory for its cooperation and the active participation of every employee to successfully complete the competition and provide corresponding data support for Dr. Song’s report, all of which are indispensable.”

Director Zhong said, "And you, without your coordination, the competition would not be so smooth and successful."

Dean Zhang smiled and said, "To be honest, many of the ideas were thought up by Dr. Song, and we just followed them."

"Xiao Song has a quick mind. Huo Gong is already smart enough. If they get married and have children, how smart will they be?"

"Haha, isn't that just another pillar of the country?"

"Indeed, if you tell me that, I can't wait to urge them to have a baby as soon as possible."

The two joked for a while and then returned to the topic. Dean Zhang said with some tangle, "Ordinarily, the factory should reward Dr. Xiao Song heavily, but her current reputation is really too great. It may not be possible to cook oil under fire." It’s a good thing…”

Director Zhong muttered, "I understand what you mean. She is still so young and has so many honors on her head. It feels like we are trying to flatter her."

"Yes, yes, I was afraid that this would happen. Besides, being the first to win is too good, but it also means danger." Dean Zhang said at the end, with a hint of hint and solemnity in his tone.

Factory Director Zhong is also an old comrade, so he can tell the truth, "What do you want? You can't suppress her, and you can't say nothing. That would be too chilling. Besides, the higher-ups will also have some influence on her contribution." We can't stop the rewards, and we can't stop them. After all, being remembered by the superiors is an honor that many people strive for throughout their lives, and the opportunity is fleeting. "

Dean Zhang considered it and said, "Then don't put the praise in a public light. Let's just reward her in private. The factory should also try to keep a low profile in publicity, blurring the key points, and not letting too many people focus on her."

"Well, that's a way, but you have to explain it to her later. It's not because the factory suppressed her, it's for protection."

"Hahaha, don't worry, Xiao Song's magnanimity and heart are unmatched by ordinary people."

You have to praise, you have confidence, but you still have to explain. After hanging up the phone, Dean Zhang called Song Hongguo to the office, broke the matter into pieces and analyzed it carefully for her, not because he was afraid that she would misunderstand. , but worried that she is young and does not know the dangers involved.

How could Song Hongguo not understand? She didn't want the flowers to bloom. If they bloom too brightly, it means they will wither soon. "Thank you to the hospital and the factory for taking care of me. Let's do it this way."

Dean Zhang was overjoyed to see her magnanimous and composed expression, "Don't worry, although I can't give you equal honors on the surface, privately, the rewards you deserve will not be less."

"it is good……"