Siheyuan: If I marry Qin Huairu, I will become stronger by showing off.

Chapter 140 The cold winter is coming, and Lou Bancheng is throwing away money!
  The last thirty people who participated in the individual competition all received certificates.

There were a large number of people, so there were fewer people presenting awards and they were too busy. At Lou Zhenhua's invitation, everyone sitting in the first row came on stage to present awards.

Wu Youde also got a cheap job and experienced the feeling of being a leader giving awards. Of course the bosses had to stand in the middle, but he wisely went to the side.

Taking a big red certificate from Lin Lin, Wu Youde handed it to Xue Chunmei with a smile, and said with a low smile: "Didn't you get the first place?"

Hey?
  Xue Chunmei was secretly feeling sad. She also knew that she performed abnormally today and did not show her highest level.

Hearing Lin Lin's announcement just now that she was the fifteenth, she felt so sad, disappointed and regretful. She also blamed herself very much and secretly cursed herself for being stupid. Why was she so nervous?
  When she heard Wu Youde's words, she couldn't bear to feel sad anymore. Looking at Wu Youde's smiling face, her teeth itched with anger.

"Take it."

Wu Youde whispered: "This certificate is not cheap, I designed it myself!"

Xue Chunmei rolled her eyes at him quietly, and when she took the certificate from his hand, she boldly squeezed his hand.

The provocative Wu Youde's heart skipped a beat~
  'You beaker, let's see how I use you when I get home! '

Wu Youde was not bragging. This honorary certificate was indeed extraordinary.

He couldn't accept the various awards and certificates in this era.

He couldn't control other things, but since he was responsible for arranging this singing competition, he couldn't just print a certificate and write his name on it.

Too vulgar, too low!

The majestic time traveler emperor cannot do that LowB thing!
  So, he personally drew a simple pattern and asked Zhao Xianghong and Wang Guowei to go to the printing factory to find a master to make it out.

In fact, it's quite simple. It's nothing more than two large pieces of thick cardboard with a certificate pasted on it. It can be opened and closed in the middle and folded in half. The rest of the paper is covered with a layer of red cloth.

Four golden characters were painted on the cover: Certificate of Honor.

That's it,

At this time, everyone on the stage was amazed. Everyone had never seen it before.

"Director Lou, your certificate of honor is very well done!"

After the mayor handed the certificate in his hand to the first place, he turned to Lou Zhenhua and smiled.

Lou Zhenhua nodded and smiled: "Comrade Xiao Wu is responsible for handling these. To be honest, this is the first time I see him today."

"Yes, very good, young people are smart!"

"Haha, who can say otherwise? Comrade Xiao Wu is indeed very smart. In addition to the song "My Motherland", he also wrote another song "Liuyang River" some time ago. Comrade Wang Xin praised it very highly!"

"Oh?"

The mayor raised his brows in surprise, then laughed again, "Director Lou, there are so many talented people in our factory. It seems that you are running the business well!"

Lou Zhenhua's heart skipped a beat. These words seemed to have a profound meaning?
  But the occasion was wrong, and after saying these words, the mayor had already turned around, so he couldn't say anything anymore, so he turned around and faced the audience, taking pictures with everyone.

Click!

Click! !
  Click~~~
  After the spotlight flashed for a while, everyone stepped off the stage one by one.

Lou Zhenhua did not go down. He stood on the stage and announced the winners of the team competition. A total of ten workshops won the prizes.

This immediately caused bursts of cheers from everyone in the audience, and the applause was like thunder and lasted for a long time!
  When the people in my workshop heard this, they were so happy that they jumped three feet high.

If you don't hear the people in your workshop, it's like mourning your concubine, and I feel sadder than your father's death.

This is what Jia Dongxu is like. He and Yi Zhonghai are both in the second workshop. At this time, both of them in the audience craned their necks to look at the stage, staring...

But when Lou Zhenhua on the stage returned the list to Lin Lin, they didn't hear the name 'Second Workshop'.

Jia Dongxu was so disappointed that his straight waist suddenly bent down. He turned to look at Yi Zhonghai and found that the other person's face was also very ugly, with a cold face and no expression.

"Why don't we have a workshop!"

"We can obviously sing well, why?"

"The Seventh Workshop can sing like that and get eighth place. Why can't we even get into the top ten? It's not fair!"

As for Yi Zhonghai, Jia Dongxu used to respect him very much. Whether at home or in the factory, he was always called "big man".

But since that hospital-wide meeting, he has never called the other party uncle again.

Even if the other party accepted him as his apprentice, he never called him master.

When he talks to the other party now, he always speaks directly without calling others.

If Wu Youde knew about this situation, he would definitely understand what kind of mentality he had. This was his last bit of persistence for his father!
  of course,

Yi Zhonghai also understood what was going on, and he had opinions about himself, but he didn't care, it didn't matter.

Even if you have any objections, don't you still have to listen to me in the factory?
  I am your master. If I want to teach you my skills, I will teach you my skills. If I don’t want to teach you my skills, then you can just endure it. In another five years, you will still be a small apprentice.

that's the truth!
  In the TV series, Jia Dongxu was still only a first-level worker until his death, and he was only promoted from an apprentice to a first-level worker in ten years.

You can tell at a glance whether you teach carefully or not.

Regarding this point, the second uncle Liu Haizhong once boasted to his family that his ability to teach his disciples was first-rate, and several of his apprentices who were fifth- and sixth-level workers came to visit him at home during the holidays to show their respect!

Compare it with Yi Zhonghai again, and let’s judge!

Listening to Jia Dongxu's indignant mutterings, Yi Zhonghai felt quite irritable. He snorted and reprimanded: "If you don't accept it, go to the factory leader to report it."

"Otherwise, you go find Wu Youde. He is responsible for organizing this competition. You can also go to him!"

Jia Dongxu's face fell, and there was hatred in his eyes, and he said angrily: "I would rather not, I won't pay attention to that bitch, bah!"

Yi Zhonghai turned his head away and chuckled in his heart, knowing that you didn't dare.

Whenever you go, I can take a high look at you.

Useless things……

Immediately, he laughed again, thinking that it was actually good for Jia Dongxu to be a bit useless. Wouldn't it be easier to be manipulated by him and follow his arrangements?
  ……

Everyone in the audience was talking and laughing, but Lou Zhenhua still stood on the stage and did not announce the end of the game.

He walked to the loudspeaker and glanced at Wu Youde beside him, who nodded slightly. Lou Zhenhua said loudly: "Now, I want to say one more thing!"

? ?
  The auditorium instantly became quiet again, and everyone looked towards the stage.

"Long live XXX!!"

"Great leader..."

Lou Zhenhua suddenly raised his arms and shouted loudly, which shocked everyone. His face turned red and his eyes burned. He paused and shouted again:
  "Resist U.S. aggression, aid Korea, and protect our country!"

"Victory will eventually belong to us!!"

"Recently, we have achieved a major victory on the northern battlefield, which is gratifying to congratulate. I believe victory is not far away from us and is already coming to us!"

After everyone in the audience cheered, they all fell silent when they heard this, looked at him, and listened quietly.

Lou Zhenhua continued to speak loudly: "The cold winter is coming, the wind is blowing, and the frost is shining!"

"But why can we sit in this warm auditorium, singing and laughing?"

"why?"

The audience was silent.

The mayor in the first row had a serious expression on his face and his eyes were thoughtful, as did Liu Weihong.

"That's because we have respectable, lovable and lovely warriors who protect us and defend our homeland!"

"Without them, how could we sit in this auditorium, laugh and laugh without being bitten by the cold wind?"

"But now, they are in a battlefield thousands of miles away, where there is ice and snow, and the flames of war are raging. They not only have to endure the biting cold, but they also have to use guns to kill enemies!"

"It's not easy for them! It's not easy..."

Speaking of this, Lou Zhenhua had tears in his eyes and his voice was choked with sobs.

Seeing this scene, Wu Youde secretly cheered. If it weren't for the wrong occasion, he would have stopped clapping immediately!
  Well said and well acted!

No, he noticed that the faces of Wang Xin, Liu Weihong and others next to him also became a little solemn, with a hint of sadness.

This is an infection.

Lou Zhenhua on the stage wiped away his tears and said loudly: "The ancients said that if you are poor, you can be good for yourself, and if you are rich, you can help the world..."

"I, Mr. Lou, know how much I have. Although I am far from being able to help the whole world, I am willing to contribute my small contribution!"

"I am very willing to!!"

The look on his face became serious and he said in a deep voice: "On behalf of the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill, I work for the soldiers who fought bloody battles and risked their lives to protect our homeland..."

“Donate 10,000 sets of cotton-padded clothes!”

"Ten thousand pairs of lint shoes!"

"Twenty thousand hats!"

"Twenty thousand pairs of gloves!"

"One hundred thousand catties of white flour!"

"..."

boom! ! !
  There was a sensation in the whole place, and everyone was dumbfounded. They all looked directly at Lou Zhenhua on the stage, with thunder in their hearts.

There were gasps and hisses everywhere in the field...

"Dangdang!"

The mayor stood up suddenly, and the enamel bars on the table were knocked down, but he didn't care. He stared at Lou Zhenhua with his eyes shining brightly.

He said in a deep voice: "Really...?"

Lou Zhenhua nodded heavily and said in a deep voice: "Everyone here can testify that I, Mr. Lou, always keep my word!"

"Now that I have made a promise and said it, no matter how difficult it is, even if it means selling the iron, I will fulfill it!"

"it is good!"

"Good on you Lou Zhenhua!"

The mayor slapped the table and laughed loudly: "Hahahaha, okay, great!"

Liu Weihong and other people in Shuntian Mansion were also very happy and beaming. This news was great.

When everyone was whispering to each other and discussing excitedly, it was called a lively event.

As members of the yamen, they have a deeper understanding of some situations.

Although the war has achieved a great victory, the situation is still serious and not optimistic, that is, winter is coming.

The battlefield is located in a place where the temperature is extremely low, sometimes even reaching more than 40 degrees below zero!

At this time, the soldiers not only have to endure the severe cold, but also fight to kill the enemy.

That's not an ordinary hardship!

But the country has just decided,
  Nowadays, supplies are in short supply and sufficient protection cannot be provided at all, which gives everyone a headache.

This batch of materials that Lou Zhenhua is donating can be said to be a timely gift. Although it cannot immediately reverse the dilemma on the battlefield, it can also greatly alleviate it.

After Lou Zhenhua finished talking about the materials to be donated, he announced that today's game was over, and the workers began to leave one after another.

However, everyone had a touch of excitement on their faces, and some were even more excited and dancing, constantly discussing what they had just heard with the people around them.

As the workers left, the news of Lou Zhenhua's donation quickly spread to the outside world...

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(End of this chapter)