Courtyard House: The Chef's Intelligence System

News of the Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill's further expansion spread throughout the entire capital region.

Of course, that's not all; a total of thirteen factories in the Gyeonggi region are going to be expanded.

Both are doubled based on the original conditions.

That means we need to recruit over 100,000 workers!

Hundreds of thousands of workstations!

Family members, a job can be passed down for three generations, who wouldn't be envious!

Those who were unemployed wept with joy. Although it was a bit premature to open the champagne, it did not diminish their excitement.

How do you know they're not good enough if you don't try? What if you get accepted?

So they all went to the neighborhood office to register.

That's right, the factory doesn't recruit directly; it's all about recommendations from the neighborhood committee.

Because only the neighborhood committee knows whether they meet the standards.

The first priority for admission is to families facing financial difficulties; this is both a policy and a necessary step.

Expansion can increase production capacity, but it can also increase employment, achieving two goals at once.

No one dared to, and could not, make a move on, this part of the workstations.

If it's not found out, that's fine, but once it is, your future is basically over.

The subdistrict office simply wouldn't dare to violate any regulations.

Do you know why?

Because you'll be reported to death by concerned citizens. You can try it if you don't believe me.

Those struggling families already have few options, and you're cutting off their livelihoods? Then nobody can survive.

Therefore, the chances of disadvantaged families being recommended by the neighborhood committee are very high; they are almost guaranteed a recommendation every time.

Therefore, the task of recruiting workers for various factories is mostly handled by the neighborhood committee.

Moreover, this only addresses the majority of the benefits; only a small portion is considered a perk for the leaders.

But no matter how small the welfare benefits are, they are still astronomical figures to outsiders.

Secretary Nie personally approved the decision, giving each of the three leaders 100 nomination slots.

They said there would be a hundred, but if they wanted to recommend more, no one dared to object.

Li Jiuzhou?

Objectively speaking, he basically has unlimited power to recommend candidates.

At the final meeting, Secretary Nie personally made the decision that after the factory's expansion was completed, he would be promoted to deputy director-general level, join the leadership team, and become a member of the Standing Committee!

No one refuted it; in fact, they even gave Li Jiuzhou a push.

They had all received word that their factory had not been included in the expansion plan by the higher authorities, namely the Ministry of Metallurgy.

It was Li Jiuzhou who suggested that they do it themselves, and even under Li Lao's persistent questioning, they resolved a series of problems.

It can be said that all the benefits they received from this expansion were thanks to Li Jiuzhou.

If they oppose Li Jiuzhou's promotion, then they are all ingrates.

How will their superiors view them?

You took someone's favor and then turned around and bit them back. We're afraid of people like you, we can't use you at all.

Some even decided to thank Li Jiuzhou properly afterward.

Construction on the cafeteria began three days later, a very rapid pace.

Yi Zhonghai was restless at home and didn't sleep all night.

It wasn't until the morning that he made up his mind, took out two large yellow croakers from the hidden compartment in the wall, and also took out his bankbook, ready to withdraw money.

Aunt Yi saw his actions, hesitated for a moment, and then asked:

"Old Yi, are we really going to do this?"

Yi Zhonghai sighed:

"Honey, opportunity waits for no one. If you don't make your move now, it'll be too late. Just listen to me this time, and you'll be the section chief's wife!"

Aunt Yi smiled upon hearing this:

"Alright, I've served the old lady for half my life, I want to be an official's wife for once too."

Yi Zhonghai smiled, a very bright smile!

When it was time for Jia Dongxu to go to work, he rode his new bike to withdraw money.

Office of the Director of Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill.

Yang Ligong warmly received Yi Zhonghai, and he was in a good mood because of the factory expansion.

With a cigarette dangling from his mouth and his legs crossed, he smiled and teased Yi Zhonghai:

"Xiao Yi, what brings you here today, you old rascal?"

Upon hearing this, Yi Zhonghai's lips twitched, and he forced a smile:

"Factory Manager, it's been a while since I've reported to you. I wanted to hear your instructions to motivate me to work harder."

Yang Ligong enjoyed being flattered by Yi Zhonghai, mainly because the old man was quite old.

"Hahahaha... Xiao Yi, Xiao Yi, you have a very good understanding, not bad."

Yi Zhonghai smiled ingratiatingly, then took an envelope from his pocket, placed it on the desk, and pushed it toward Yang Ligong.

Yang Ligong glanced at it only once. The envelope was bulging, clearly filled with money, and there were two lumpy objects that were most likely gold bars.

Yang Ligong did have this much insight, so he pretended to be displeased and scolded him:

"Xiao Yi, what are you doing? I'm telling you, don't try that on me."

Yi Zhonghai quickly waved his hand:

"Factory manager, you must have a bad memory. This is what you lost this morning. There was three thousand yuan and two large yellow croakers inside. I've retrieved them for you."

Yang Ligong smiled knowingly. This little Yi is so sensible!

A smile returned to his face:

"Thank you so much, Xiao Yi. I was looking for you for ages."

Yi Zhonghai waved his hands repeatedly:

"No need, no need. Returning lost property is a fine tradition of ours. It's our duty."

"Alright, Xiao Yi, enough with the nonsense. I'm asking you, are you satisfied with your current job?" Yang Ligong stopped wasting words and went straight to Yi Zhonghai's purpose, otherwise he would be in a bind accepting this money.

Seeing Yang Ligong's directness, Yi Zhonghai was overjoyed:

"Hehe, factory manager, do you think I have a chance to bring up the topic of the factory's expansion this time? I don't ask for much, just a section chief position would be fine."

Yang Ligong frowned upon hearing this:

"A section chief?"

"Yes, being a deputy is no fun. If you're going to be a deputy, be a head. That way you won't embarrass yourself when you go out, right?" Yi Zhonghai made an outrageous demand, taking a chance regardless of the outcome.

Yang Ligong stood up abruptly and pointed to the office door:

"Get out! Get out of here right now!"

Seeing Yang Ligong's anger, Yi Zhonghai broke out in a cold sweat and quickly apologized:

"Come on, Mr. Factory Manager, calm down, sit down, have a cup of tea, and have a smoke."

Yi Zhonghai had to light cigarettes and pour tea to calm Yang Ligong down.

Finally, gritting his teeth, he spoke again:

"I'll accept the position of deputy factory manager, no matter if the official one is not good enough."

Yang Ligong then smiled with satisfaction:

"Xiao Yi, you can't get fat in one bite. I can handle becoming a deputy section chief."

"In addition, you were already an eighth-grade fitter working as a laborer, which meets the factory's promotion criteria this time."

"Even if you don't come looking for me, I'm prepared to come looking for you."

Yi Zhonghai was heartbroken and couldn't breathe when he heard this. "My money! Damn it, Yang Ligong, why didn't you say so earlier?"

Yang Ligong's smile deepened after seeing Yi Zhonghai's expression. "Old man, trying to get something for nothing? How can I allow that?"

Yang Ligong had planned to take advantage of Yi Zhonghai for free long ago.

Since we're going to promote him anyway, what's wrong with taking a little something extra? It's not excessive at all.

Even if Yi Zhonghai were on the promotion list, Yang Ligong could easily reject him.

These are his people. He can promote them if he wants, and beat them if they don't obey. It's that simple!

After leaving his office, Yi Zhonghai regained his usual composure.

He didn't plan to tell anyone about the promotion, fearing that the news might leak out and cause problems.

He didn't care about the money at all; from the moment he made up his mind that morning, the money no longer belonged to him.