A courtyard house, equipped with a fishing system, living in an era.

Several dishes were brought in one after another from the small kitchen private room.

Everyone in the room sniffed hard, and then a few people who didn't eat spicy food sneezed suddenly.

"Wow, this is spicy enough! Is this Sichuan cuisine? It smells amazing!"

The team leader in the Northeast is named Fang Zhuo.

He joined the army in 1946, and in 1949 he was injured in the leg and transferred from the army to a mechanical parts factory.

In recent years, the country has faced an extreme shortage of talent, especially management talent.

Fang Zhuo is particularly good at getting things done. In just three years, he rose from workshop branch secretary to factory director.

Sure enough, upon hearing his subordinate sneeze, he immediately smiled and offered to defuse the situation.

"Director Yang, let me raise a glass first, from now on we're family!"

"Director Li, let me also raise a toast to you. You've really put your heart into making it possible to eat authentic pork stew with vermicelli in Beijing."

After a few rounds of drinks, Fang Zhuo started bragging.

"During the most tense period on the Korean Peninsula last year, our factory rushed to produce more than 5000 sets of parts for the front lines in just 10 days. How many people were in our factory? It was a small factory with only 800 people. We worked day and night, even moving our bedding into the workshop. We ate and slept in the factory..."

Li Huaide simply smiled and agreed.

These are all matters for Director Yang. Yang Duchuan handles all aspects of production and doesn't delegate any authority to others.

Li Huaide didn't have the resources to compete with him for the time being, so he could only manage his own logistics.

He understood what Fang Zhuo meant.

To put it bluntly, it's all boasting, all kinds of boasting.

On the one hand, it was to emphasize the contributions and strength of their factory.

On the other hand, it also implies that their people are capable of enduring hardship and fighting tough battles.

This is just him showing his loyalty to Lao Yang; he can just listen to it and leave it at that.

Yang Duchuan was clearly satisfied as well.

Whether this is true or false is not important for now; we can test its mettle.

However, it seems that such things cannot be faked.

Even if you boast loudly, Yang Duchuan only believes what he sees.

If you come and perform well, everyone will be happy; if you don't perform well, we'll talk about it later.

Just as Xu Ping'an was about to leave, Wang Jianxing ran over.

"Ping An, don't rush off. That Factory Director Fang praised you a lot, and now he insists on toasting you!"

Xu Pingan didn't care; he just kept offering toasts!

Let alone a factory manager from out of town, even if Han Zhiyuan wanted to toast him, he had drunk his wine before.

When Xu Pingan pushed open the door to enter the private room, there was a brief silence in the room.

Fang Zhuo looked incredulous, though his performance was a bit overt. He looked at Li Huaide and said in surprise:

"Is this our head chef? He's so young?"

As he spoke, he stood up, picked up the wine pot, took a clean cup, poured a cup, and handed it to Xu Ping'an.

He then raised his glass and said with a smile, "It's not easy to find this kind of taste in Beijing, Master Xu, let me toast you."

Xu Ping'an wasn't exactly shameless either.

Although he only made two of the six dishes, both Northeastern Chinese dishes, he took the compliment as genuine.

After finishing his drink, Xu Pingan took his leave.

Forcing yourself into a circle that doesn't match your identity will only make everyone feel awkward.

Although it was already dark, the snow on the roadside and rooftops made the moonlight shine particularly brightly.

The snow on the main road has been cleared, and the remaining snow has been melted by people walking by.

Some parts of the road were icy, making it slippery to walk on...

When Xu Pingan arrived home, the two sisters had just finished dinner.

"Brother, Master Yi from the Intermediate People's Court came looking for you earlier..."

Xu Pingan placed the cloth bag on the table with a dull thud.

I picked up a towel and a basin and filled it halfway with cold water.

Upon seeing this, Xu Fang quickly took the kettle off the stove and mixed hot water for Xu Ping'an.

"Don't wash your face with cold water on such a cold day."

"Okay, okay, I'll do whatever you say!"

After washing his face, Xu Pingan sat down on the table.

"Besides Master Yi from the Intermediate People's Court, has anyone else contacted me?"

"That's all!"

That's all?

It's already the 21st of the lunar calendar, have they come to a conclusion?

That seems unlikely. If there were a result, everyone would probably have been gathered together to discuss and announce it by now.

Although such matters require everyone's recommendation, in reality, it is always the minority obeying the majority.

Even a neighborhood committee can't expect everyone to agree before passing a proposal...

Never mind, let's eat dinner first!

……

"Are you safe at home?"

Before he could finish speaking, Yi Zhonghai pushed open the door and came in.

Xu Pingan's face darkened!

Xu Ping'an has two younger sisters, and he always knocks before entering the house. How dare this old codger just push the door open?

"Go knock on the door?"

"What?"

Yi Zhonghai was stunned, thinking he had misheard, and stood there in disbelief.

"I said, go knock on the door!"

Xu Ping'an spoke clearly and distinctly, his expression blank and his tone serious.

Yi Zhonghai's face immediately turned a deep liver color.

However, the old silver coin wasn't given away for nothing. Yi Zhonghai turned around and left, closing the door behind him.

He stood at the doorway and took several deep breaths of the cold air before he could calm himself down.

The ruthlessness in his eyes was extremely intense, but upon closer inspection, it seemed that he had no way to deal with Xu Ping'an.

One of them works in the front-line workshop, and the other in the kitchen. I heard he has been promoted to the head of the second canteen.

After calming himself down, Yi Zhonghai pretended that nothing had happened. He needed to take care of the important things first!

Boom boom boom!

"Are you safe at home?"

Xu Pingan opened the door, his face beaming with joy and surprise.

"Master Yi, why are you here so late? Please come in and have a seat!"

He then turned to his dumbfounded sister and said:

"What are you standing there for? Go get Master Yi a glass of water."

A loud drum doesn't need a heavy hammer.

They are all intelligent people; Yi Zhonghai should understand what Xu Pingan means.

Regardless of his purpose in pushing the door open and entering the house, giving him this treatment will surely make him change his ways in the future!

It's okay if he doesn't correct it; next time, we'll slap him in the face in front of everyone in the compound.

Yi Zhonghai was also taken aback by the other party's enthusiasm.

"No...no need, I...I'll just say a few words and then leave."

Coming to his senses, Yi Zhonghai became even more wary of this young man.

Having been humiliated earlier, Yi Zhonghai had no time for beating around the bush and went straight to the point.

"Ping An, what do you think about the selection of liaison officers in the institute?"

There's no need to guess; even a fool could tell that Yi Zhonghai came here for this very reason.

"Didn't I already state my opinion on this a couple of days ago? I've only been here for six months, I'm inexperienced, and young, so this really doesn't concern me much!"

"How can it be that it's okay?"

Yi Zhonghai had a friendly smile and spoke with concern.

"You're the most promising young person in our institute, and now you're our institute's only leader in the factory..."

Xu Pingan waved his hand: "What kind of leader is a squad leader? It's just like your workshop group leader, it's just a title..."

Yi Zhonghai's smile looked somewhat forced.

A team leader isn't a leader? A team leader has a lot of power!

Assign tasks, arrange work, check quality...

Sometimes, if you have a small amount of power but use it excessively, it just means you're capable and that's all that matters...

If the workshop director is not present, you can even ask the team leader for approval to take leave.

Although Yi Zhonghai is a master craftsman, his level three fitter skill is really not enough to qualify him to be a team leader!

If he were a level six worker, he wouldn't really care about being a team leader or not.

After all, with that rank, who would dare not give him some face?

But his current status as a level three worker is completely different...

If his job rank is low, he needs power.

Unfortunately, his rank was low, so he couldn't gain any power.

Seeing that Xu Ping'an really had no interest in fighting for the liaison officer position in the institute, and seemed to have no personal bias, he felt a little relieved.

After chatting for a few minutes, Yi Zhonghai took his leave.

Xu Pingan escorted the person to the door, watched them turn the corner and walk out of the east courtyard, and then went back inside.