Siheyuan: From a technical secondary school student to an academician of a major country

Chapter 133 Tea
January 1965, , New Year’s Day.

There was no holiday for New Year's Day. The steel mills continued to operate as normal and schools were in class as normal.

Technical department of steel rolling mill.

Yu Wenzhen, who had just finished his morning work and was about to go to lunch, heard the phone ringing in the small office.

Since he heard the phone call, Yu Wen Zheng simply sat back in his chair and waited for Lu Huiyun to come over.

Not long after, Lu Huiyun came out of the small office. Seeing Yu Wenzhen waiting for her, she hurriedly took a few steps and came to Yu Wenzhen.

She reported, "Director, you need to gather in the factory conference room at 3 pm. Secretary Zhu just called to inform you."

The meeting wasn't until three o'clock, so it was obviously not a matter of urgency.

Yu Wenzheng nodded and said, "Okay, let's go eat. Don't mistreat yourself when you mistreat others."

After saying that, Yu Wenzhen stood up and walked towards the cafeteria.

Lu Huiyun smiled slightly and followed Yu Wenzhen's steps.

3pm.

Yu Wenzhen learned from the meeting that Yang Zhiwei might be promoted after the Chinese New Year and would most likely be transferred to a higher department.

The rest are just trivial matters, but nothing important.

However, after the meeting, Yang Zhiwei called Yu Wenzhen to his office.

"Wen Zheng, after I am transferred, there is a high probability that Li Huaide will take over the position of factory director."

Yang Zhiwei took a puff of his cigarette, feeling a little worried about Yu Wenzhen's future.

He knew Li Huaide. Although he valued talent, he was not a good person. If he got too close to him, he would inevitably be influenced by him.

What Yang Zhiwei fears most is that Yu Wenzhen will learn bad things from him.

Such a good pillar of the country should not be destroyed in the hands of Li Huaide.

Therefore, the main reason why he asked Yu Wenzhen to come over was that he wanted to give Yu Wenzhen some advice, or it would be more appropriate to say a warning.

But who is Yu Wenzhen?
He is a time traveler, and a time traveler who has watched the original drama.

He knew Li Huaide's character very clearly, even more than Yang Zhiwei. How could he possibly get close to Li Huaide?

"Director, I know what you want to say."

Yu Wenzheng smiled and said, "I know Deputy Director Li very well. Don't worry, I will keep my distance from him."

Yang Zhiwei looked at Yu Wenzhen in surprise, feeling a little surprised. He thought Yu Wenzhen was only good at studying.

Unexpectedly, he was also good at judging people, which made him feel at ease.

"You just understand."

Yang Zhiwei put out his cigarette and said with a smile, "Okay, since you don't need me to remind you, go back and get busy."

As soon as he finished talking, Yang Zhiwei was about to send him away, but Yu Wenzhen suddenly grinned.

Yang Zhiwei's heart skipped a beat and he had a bad feeling.

Sure enough, Yu Wenzheng spoke up and said, "Director, I heard that you got some Wuyi Dahongpao the day before yesterday?"

Yang Zhiwei's face changed and he denied it flatly: "No, there is no Da Hong Pao. No, no."

Yang Zhiwei feels very sad.

He does have Wuyi Dahongpao here.

That was the gift his old comrade brought him when he came to see him the day before yesterday. It is still in the cabinet in his office and he hasn't had time to take it back.

However, although there is Dahongpao, the quantity is not much, only about five kilograms.

He was going to give away three kilograms of the five kilograms of Dahongpao to others, but Yu Wenzhen was not among the target candidates.

At this time, Yang Zhiwei was very confused and wondered which bastard leaked the information.

Is it Zhu Dingwen?

Impossible. Zhu Dingwen has been with him for at least seven years. It is impossible for him to betray him.

Comrade?

That was even more impossible. He was unfamiliar with the city and the only people he knew were his comrades and senior leaders.

Therefore, the suspicion of leakage by comrades was directly removed.

So who leaked the news?
Yu Wen Zheng smiled coldly and said, "Oh, since you don't have it, I will go to see Minister Zeng in the evening. I think there is no need to produce that seed drill in our factory to avoid wasting the factory's resources." Yu Wen Zheng felt that it was too easy to control Yang Zhiwei.

Sure enough, before he could turn around completely, Yang Zhiwei spoke: "Wait!!"

Yu Wenzhen stopped and looked sideways at Yang Zhiwei with a puzzled look.

"Hehehe!"

Yang Zhiwei smiled awkwardly and said, "Well, I just remembered it wrong. You see, my brain is not working well as I get older. I forget things too easily. I just remembered that my comrade did send me a few kilograms of Dahongpao the day before yesterday. I locked it in the cabinet and forgot about it for a while. I didn't expect that you are also a tea lover. So, I don't have much tea, how about giving you half a kilogram?"

After saying that, Yang Zhiwei took out some tea from the cupboard.

Good guy!
Looking at the packaged tea, it weighs at least five kilograms.

Only half a pound out of five pounds of tea?

Yu Wenzheng looked down on Yang Zhiwei in his heart, and then said, "I'd better go talk to Minister Zeng."

"Hey hey hey!!"

Yu Wenzhen was about to leave, but Yang Zhiwei hurriedly stopped him.

It's just tea, just give it to me, no matter how much.

With a determined heart, Yang Zhiwei said, "Wen Zheng, tell me, how much do you want?"

Yu Wenzheng smiled with satisfaction, nodded, and then said, "I want one and a half pounds."

Yang Zhiwei's expression froze for a moment.

How can this person calculate so accurately?

I wanted to keep two kilograms for myself to drink, but I didn't expect that my plan would be snatched away by someone before I even started to implement it.

It hurts, it hurts too much!
Yang Zhiwei was so heartbroken that he couldn't breathe!

Holding back his grief, Yang Zhiwei gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I'll give it to you!!"

In fact, Yu Wenzhen himself doesn’t really like drinking tea.

He wanted this tea mainly for Yi Zhonghai. Wuyi Dahongpao is produced in Wuyi Mountain in Fujian.

Although the tea from the mother tree is the most precious, the tea from the lower trees is also very good.

Yu Wenzhen had come into contact with tea in his previous life and knew a little about it. When he first entered Yang Zhiwei's office, his sensitive sense of smell allowed him to smell the fragrance of Dahongpao.

If I am not mistaken, there will be no problem for Yang Zhiwei to sell these teas for several thousand yuan per kilogram in the future.

This kind of Dahongpao is a rare and good tea.

Yang Zhiwei took out a pound and a half of tea leaves with great reluctance and handed it to Yu Wenzheng: "Little bastard, drink it sparingly, there won't be any left next time."

Yang Zhiwei's heart was bleeding.

One and a half pounds.

My Dahongpao.

(╥╯﹏╰╥)

Yu Wenzheng laughed and said, "I won't let you suffer any loss. I'll bring you some delicacies some other day."

The wild delicacies that Yu Wenzhen talked about are real wild delicacies.

The ginseng in the space is already thirty years old, and he plans to take out one and give it to Yang Zhiwei.

By the way, give some game, such as pheasant, hare, etc.

All in all, Yang Zhiwei will not suffer any loss, but will even make a little profit.

"Okay, okay, let's go!"

Yang Zhiwei waved his hands as if to shoo away a fly.

He didn't want to see Yu Wen Zheng now.

As soon as he saw his face, he couldn't help but want to snatch back the one and a half kilograms of tea.

"Okay, I'll take it."

Yu Wenzhen left happily, leaving Yang Zhiwei sighing.

(End of this chapter)