Courtyard House: The Chef's Intelligence System

Li Jiuzhou was puzzled as to why Secretary Nie was showing them Wang Zhiguo's information, so he asked:

"Secretary, why did you show us Wang Zhiguo's information?"

Secretary Nie was prepared and produced another document.

Regarding the job assignment of Comrade Wang Zhiguo at Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill.

The document bears the seal of the Ministry of Metallurgical Industry and states that the decision is left to the Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill.

"This..." Li Huaide hesitated.

"Good heavens, he even had some experience at the Ministry of Metallurgy. He's definitely not going to get promoted after being demoted!"

Secretary Nie raised an eyebrow:

"Comrade Ligong disagrees with Wang Zhiguo's promotion and wants to keep him in the deputy section chief position. This is a strategic retreat to checkmate me."

Li Jiuzhou smiled:

"Hahaha, Director Yang really put a lot of thought into this. Secretary, you are so magnanimous, how could you care about such a small matter?"

"Director Yang has misunderstood. He's afraid you'll target his son."

"Hmph, short-sighted." Secretary Nie sneered.

"Huai De, Jiu Zhou, what do you two think?"

Li Huaide stroked his chin and said:

"Follow the normal procedures, and those who deserve promotion should be promoted. A mere section chief is not worthy of respect."

"I second that." Li Jiuzhou nodded.

Secretary Nie smiled gently:

"Then it's settled. Wang Zhiguo will work in the General Office, as a section chief!"

After the matter was over, the three parted ways, each with their own tasks to do.

The Ministry of Metallurgical Industry also received the decision from Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill.

Old Wang smiled meaningfully after seeing his grandson's appointment. He had already guessed it, hadn't he?

The next day, a young man came to the personnel department to report for duty and was led directly to the factory manager's office.

Many people noticed that the newcomer was taken directly to the factory manager; that's quite something.

The personnel department soon revealed that Wang Zhiguo had been transferred from the Ministry of Metallurgy, and was at the level of a section chief. He was only 23 years old and had a bright future ahead of him!

"Hello, factory manager, I'm Wang Zhiguo!"

Yang Ligong looked up, a look of surprise on his face:

"Son, you're here. Please have a seat."

Their son is undoubtedly the pride of Yang Ligong and his wife, and they love him dearly.

Yang Ligong discussed his job and future prospects with his father more than once.

Wang Zhiguo's disciplined character stemmed from his grandfather's teachings and his experiences working at the Ministry of Metallurgy.

"Dad, this is how you're addressed at the factory when you're working!"

Yang Ligong was delighted upon hearing this:

"Hey, you brat, who do you think you are? I'm your dad, so stop looking all serious."

Just as the father and son were about to have an in-depth discussion about the situation in the factory, Yang Yulan pushed open the door and entered.

Wang Zhiguo frowned, thinking to himself, "This woman has no manners at all; she just walked in without knocking."

Yang Yulan is very easygoing:

"Factory manager, this must be the new section chief. He's quite the handsome man. No wonder he's a top student from Peking University."

"Who are you……"

Upon hearing this, Yang Yulan extended her hand:

"I forgot to introduce myself to Section Chief Wang. I am Yang Yulan, the factory director's secretary."

Wang Zhiguo remained expressionless.

"Okay, I understand. You can leave now."

"This..." Yang Yulan's eyes widened in disbelief. She never expected that someone would dare to speak to her like that, showing no respect for her whatsoever.

Seeing that the situation was getting out of hand, Yang Ligong immediately reprimanded Yang Yulan:

"Who let you in? Don't you have any manners? Get out! From now on, knock before you come in!"

Yang Ligong had no choice but to do this; his son was very perceptive, and it would be bad if he noticed anything.

Yang Yulan was a smart woman. She realized that the relationship between the person in front of her and Yang Ligong was unusual, so she immediately lowered her head and left.

However, she was quite angry. Since becoming the factory director's secretary, she had never suffered such humiliation.

After they finish talking, I must give Old Yang a good scolding.

The conversation between the father and son ended half an hour later.

When Wang Zhiguo came out, he gave Yang Yulan a cold glance in the factory director's office.

Not to be outdone, Yang Yulan glared at him back, then immediately went to Yang Ligong's office, still without knocking.

Yang Ligong has become famous:

"Didn't you hear me knock? Or are you no longer taking my words to heart? Comrade Yang Yulan, mind your place!"

Yang Yulan never expected that her attempt to complain would backfire, and she would be met with a barrage of insults as soon as they met.

Yang Yulan put her hands on her hips:

"Old Yang, what's going on? Who is that brat? Who is he giving me attitude? I've never been treated like this before."

Yang Ligong snorted coldly, thinking to himself, "I'll find out sooner or later anyway, might as well tell her."

"That's my son, my own son. Are you satisfied now?"

Yang Yulan was stunned, and it took her a long time to react. Her voice was even a little stammering:

"Then...then...so what? I'm still his stepmother, how can you talk to your elders like that?"

Yang Yulan lacked confidence; she was resorting to sophistry.

Yang Ligong waved his hand impatiently:

"Don't tell anyone about this. Also, I'm warning you, be more careful in the future. My son is very sensitive, and I don't want him to know about our relationship."

"Otherwise, we'll both be doomed."

Yang Yulan asked in confusion:

"So what if he finds out about us? He's not going to report you, is he? You're his own father."

Yang Ligong looked at her and smiled:

"I wouldn't go so far as to report you, after all, I'm his biological father, but I'm absolutely capable of killing my son. You'd better watch yourself!"

Yang Yulan turned pale with fright and stepped forward to grasp Yang Ligong's hand:

"Old Yang, you have to protect me! I gave birth to your son!"

Seeing how flustered she was, Yang Ligong's tone softened:

"Alright, I'm just telling you to behave yourself from now on. As long as you don't get caught, what are you panicking about?"

"Let's avoid contact outside of work these days, and make sure my son doesn't suspect anything."

"Okay, okay, I know what to do. I'll go out now." Yang Yulan was already panicked and hurriedly went out.

Yang Ligong smiled as he watched her leave.

Yang Yulan is a woman who needs to be nipped in the bud from time to time, otherwise she'll get cocky.

Did Yang Ligong really love her?

Of course I love her. I love her young and vibrant body, but nothing else.

Yang Ligong and his wife were truly in love. Although he had betrayed his wife physically, his heart still belonged to her.

Do you think all these years of ups and downs are fake? She's even willing to let her son take her surname.

It wasn't for her family's status back then. Of course, her family had no status whatsoever, and they didn't even know if her parents were alive or dead.

Yang Ligong has not forgotten the passion and devotion he felt in his youth.

Yang Ligong believed that he had only made a mistake that all men in the world would make.

So what if he's lustful?

During his inspection of the factory these past few days, Yang Ligong noticed that many of the young female comrades there were quite attractive and had great figures.

For example, Qin Huairu in the reception hall was absolutely stunning in appearance and figure.

She's supposedly Sha Zhu's wife. What makes this Sha Bo so worthy of having such a wife?

Tong Jie, the kitchen helper in the fifth canteen, is also a wonderful person.

Of course, these were all thoughts deep in Yang Ligong's mind; he could think about them, but he couldn't act on them.