The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

"Manager Ge, Manager Ge~!"

"Xiao Song, what's the matter?"

At the construction site, Old Ge, who was checking the wall for whitewashing, was easily recognized by Song Yicheng even though he was wearing a cotton mask.

The main problem is that he is missing an arm, which looks too obvious. Wherever he goes, workers and construction site managers can recognize him at a glance.

"Well, the deputy director of the community sent by the factory is in place. I just went to the project department to look for you, and when I saw you were not there, I knew you had gone to the construction site~!"

Although this construction site manager is sometimes ridiculous, such as drinking with others during working hours, most of the time he is still normal on the construction site.

As for outsiders, the gatekeepers would not let them in.

"Come if you want, just go to the community office. What do you want to see me for? I have nothing to show you~!"

Waving his arms to dispel the unpleasant smell of quicklime in the air, Old Ge said in a muffled voice, "Let alone the deputy, even if it was the principal, Old Ge would not think much of that young man."

He is just a house builder and does not participate in the specific operations of the residents. It is just adding more trouble to himself. The mess on the construction site is troublesome enough already.

"This guy is different. He was sent by the factory. He seems to live in the front and back yards with Secretary Li. Last time, I accompanied Secretary Li's mother and daughter to see the house, and I brought him to the construction site~!"

Xiao Song had no idea what Lao Ge was thinking. He only knew these things. It was through Lao Liu that he learned what the factory director's mother and daughter looked like.

Life has gradually worn away some of Song Yicheng's pride. After so many years of mediocrity in the maintenance department, the opportunity to show his talents at the construction site was given by Secretary Li.

Xiao Song didn't know the relationship between Lao Ge and Li Feng, but he only knew that the two knew each other very well, as if they were friends for life.

However, it would be better to meet the person arranged by Secretary Li.

"Okay, let's go~!"

Maybe it was the smell in the house that made Lao Ge a little unbearable, so he simply took off his mask and went outside the building.

"Phase 1 will be delivered before the end of the year, no problem, but how is the foundation for Phase 2..."

The two of them talked and chatted, and then walked back to the project department. Although Lao Ge was the project manager, he still recognized Xiao Song, otherwise he would not be the head of the engineering and technical department.

At the entrance of the project department, a man with Liu Haizhong, who was wearing black-framed glasses, stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the area of ​​the community that had not yet been handed over. His face was so serious, as if the future burden of the two capitals and thirteen provinces would be on his shoulders.

It was not until he saw Xiao Song, who had opened the door last time, walking towards the construction site with a man with one arm that Lao Liu put his hands, which were behind his back, in front of his abdomen awkwardly.

Details, full of details. Lao Liu has begun to treat different people in different ways.

"Manager Ge, this is the deputy director sent by the factory, Comrade Liu Haizhong~!"

Anyway, just treat it as an introduction. What Song Yicheng is looking at is not Lao Liu's own face. From the factory to the community work, logically speaking, the two of them can no longer be considered colleagues.

"Hello, Manager Ge. I have heard of your name for a long time. Secretary Li has told me that when I come to the community, I must first visit Manager Ge. I used to be a seventh-level worker in the factory, but suddenly I was transferred to work in the community. I will have to bear with you in the future. Manager Ge, please bear with me~!"

Facing Old Ge, who only has one arm, Old Liu still keeps a low profile.

To be honest, in Li Feng's eyes, the deputy director of the community and the seventh-level worker are all unimportant. They are called directors in name, but they are not even section-level cadres in reality. But people like Lao Ge, who are responsible for an entire construction site alone, are the popular ones in the eyes of others.

At least, the number of people they manage is several times more than that of their boss's security department.

Looking at Old Liu who had a humble attitude, Old Ge looked at him carefully. He was the person sent by Li Feng, and he asked him to greet him first. So, he had to keep an eye on him at the same time?
This was Lao Ge's first reaction. For no reason, the deputy director of the community, who was also a junior leader sent by the factory, greeted him first. What did it mean? Was he worried that the person in front of him was taking bribes? ?
Looking at Lao Liu's fat belly, fleshy cheeks and gradually disappearing neck, it seems that he is a bit corrupt to be able to eat so much in this era.

"Hello, project manager Duan Tiange. I'm not responsible for anything. When you go to the community, you are working for the local community, not in the factory. I am usually at the construction site. If you have any questions, just tell Xiao Song~!"

There was really not much that could be taken care of at the construction site, so Lao Ge introduced himself as a token of his respect to the other party.

"It's like this, Manager Ge. I came here from the factory. Following Secretary Li's instructions, I brought some experienced people who are in charge of the factory family quarters. The security department also sent people to take care of the temporary security, that is, this office area~!"

Old Liu looked at the office next door, which was Director Xiao Du's. Logically, both of them could work in there and there would be enough room, but Xiao Du came alone, and Old Liu had a strong team.

According to Lao Liu's calculations, Xiao Du came here to gain experience at the grassroots level, and after a few years, he would have to return to the street. He was the one who was really in charge and would be the one who would stay there.

In terms of education and age, Lao Liu knows that he cannot compare with young people.

"Well, we need to coordinate the office, right?" Lao Ge looked around and found that the project department had almost put the row of bungalows into use. Xiao Du's office was originally used as a warehouse.

Comrade Liu Haizhong brought people from the factory here, and we had to find a place for him to stay.

"Xiao Song, you can't do that. Find an empty house to store the materials first, and then squeeze out an office for them to use. The construction site is still under construction and the conditions are simple. Deputy Director Liu, do you think this is feasible?"

"No problem, thank you very much~!"

After getting his own office, Lao Liu smiled like a flower, and the fat on his face started to tremble. He shook hands with Lao Ge vigorously.

If it is not necessary, he would not want to work in the same office with young people~!

"By the way, Manager Ge, the National Day is coming soon. We may need to decorate the family quarters. It's a national holiday, so we need to make it lively~!"

"Your community should take care of this. The construction site needs to rush to work. When the weather gets cold, we won't be able to start work~!"

He waved his hand casually. As for this, Lao Ge did not attach much importance to these face-saving projects. Instead of hanging red ribbons and colorful decorations, it would be better to add an extra portion of meat dishes to the construction site canteen during the holidays. That would be more practical.

"Okay, with your instructions, I will do it with confidence~!"

What does it mean to seize power? Old Liu doesn't admit it. He is still Director Xiao Du, young and inexperienced, but the salary still has to go through him. If it is not about salary, can he admit it with a pinch of his nose?
Back in the office, seeing Director Du still studying files or something, Old Liu was too disdainful to look at the materials.

They are all workers in the factory. As long as he shows up, some of them can be recognized just by their faces.

"Director Du~!"

"Oh~, have you finished greeting Manager Ge~?"

Looking at the returning Old Liu, Du Fei picked up the teacup and looked at the returning old comrade with a smile.

It must be said that the factory was really willing to send a seventh-level worker here, and he is the father of the security chief. The reason behind this is quite intriguing.

"Not only saying hello, Director Du, the National Day is coming soon, and our community is newly established, so we have to make some noise and celebrate!"

Lao Liu is not very politically sensitive, but that doesn't mean he knows nothing. He used to be a factory worker, and it was the factory that had the final say on whether to celebrate or not.

Now that he is a local, whether to celebrate or not is up to the two people in the office to decide.

Du Fei picked up the kettle and poured water into the teacup. After hearing Lao Liu's opinion, he paused for a moment and then nodded.

"Well, it should be done. As expected of an old comrade, he has a high level of ideological awareness. Our community is newly established, and this will give residents more opportunities to get to know us~!"

Holding the teacup, Du Fei walked back to his desk, his face still beaming with smile. He agreed very much with Lao Liu's suggestion, but he had to publicize it to the community and get together with them.

"Yes, yes, that's what I meant. However, I'm old now, and my ideas are not up to par. Just finding some people to beat drums and gongs is not up to par!"

The stool was moved next to Director Du's desk. This was the only celebration scene that Lao Liu could think of. His knowledge was limited and he was still a little behind the professional cadres.

"Beat the gongs and drums, it does make some noise, but it's a bit too ostentatious. The expenditure on the street reminds us to pay more attention~!"

Director Xiao Du raised the lid of the teacup and pointed at Lao Liu meaningfully. Although he didn't know what the old comrade sent by the Red Star Factory was thinking, the Red Star Factory was just cooperating with the work of the street, not reversing the priorities.

"Yes, yes. So what do you think we should do?"

Old Liu calmly accepted the young man's criticism and put on an attitude of humbly seeking advice. As for the funding, the other party was in control and he had to acknowledge it whether he wanted to or not. It was a pity that such a good idea could not be monopolized by him alone.

"Make some banners and hang them on the road and above the gate. The theme is to celebrate the 16th anniversary of the National Day~!"

"Blackboard newspapers, wall newspapers, look, can the factory's publicity department invite some people to help make them? This will save money and make sense for the street side~!"

"There are also red flags. You can put some on the walls and hang some flags on the lamp posts. They are bright red and look pleasing. The above is the form of the activity. As for the content of the activity, you can invite some old filers to hold a small symposium, so that everyone can take the opportunity to get to know each other, right~!"

People who have received professional training have completely different ways of doing things from people like Lao Liu who have only recently started. Lao Liu also learned a lot from Director Xiao Du's advice.

In terms of publicity, he is indeed not as good as the young people, who are very knowledgeable. (End of this chapter)