Siheyuan: Enemy spies are captured every time

The journey was uneventful. Xu Damao's family kept their doors locked. They must have gone to the countryside to show movies and had not returned yet. The longer the holidays were, the busier Xu Damao was.

Whenever Xu Damao went to the countryside to show movies, Lou Xiao'e would definitely go back to her parents' home.

Many people in the courtyard saw Hua Chengyu, but even when he took the initiative to say hello, these people pretended not to see him and went about their own business.

After three seconds, he realized that it must have been Yi Zhonghai who had greeted him.

Is this the beginning of exclusion? He is not the original owner, so he doesn't care so much about the eyes of these people. In addition, the souls of modern people just want to live their own lives.

It’s better to ignore yourself, so that you can have more peace of mind.

After returning to his room and washing his face, he put his things in place and rode his bike to work.

As he walked along, he always felt that someone was pointing fingers at him, but when he wanted to get closer to find out what was going on, the group of people would scatter like birds and beasts.

what happened?

I looked in the mirror before going out and changed into work clothes before coming to work. Didn’t I wash my face clean?

When he returned to the office, his three most powerful men were all there today, and they were all whispering in front of Xiao Zhang's desk.

"Xiao Zhang, Xiao Ye, Xiao Chen, it's almost time to go to work. What are you doing gathered together?" Hua Chengyu's face darkened. Xiao Zhang didn't even tidy up his desk or make tea for himself. Is he trying to rebel?

Hearing his voice, the three men scattered like birds and beasts.

All the comrades who came to the office early and had not yet been converted to regular employees looked at him.

what is it today?

Hua Chengyu put down his bag and took out his notebook. Although he felt very strange, he had a heavy task to do. The old man asked him to come up with a pilot plan for a workshop as soon as possible.

Xiao Zhang, Xiao Ye, and Xiao Chen ran over: "Master, I'll go make you some tea."

"I go."

"I'll go. Xiaoye and Xiaochen said at the same time.

"What's wrong with you three? Do you need three people to make tea? Xiao Zhang, go ahead. What's wrong with you? You're gathered together whispering to each other so early in the morning." Hua Chengyu said unhappily.

He is in charge of these three people, and if anything happens, he will be jointly responsible.

Xiao Ye whispered: "Master, have you read the newspaper these days?"

He had been so busy these past two days that he had no time to read any newspapers. In his previous life, he had never had the habit of reading newspapers, except for internal references, which many people could not see.

But since he was a child, his family forced him to watch the news.

After moving out of home, he would never watch the news again.

However, he has a habit of having people make news briefings, so he only needs a dozen minutes a day to understand the whole day's news.

"No, what's wrong?" He recalled. Logically, nothing big happened in the past few days. What does it have to do with the newspaper?

"Master, you're in the newspaper." Xiao Ye said in a low voice.

"Who reported it in the newspaper?" Being reported in the newspaper is no small matter. With so many things happening in the country every day, it is not easy to be reported in the newspaper.

"Master, you are in the newspaper, RM Daily."

"Me, on RM Daily?" Hua Chengyu pointed at himself in disbelief, "You guys haven't woken up yet, RM Daily, Sijiucheng Daily is impossible."

"It's also in the Sijiu City Daily!" Xiao Chen said in a low voice.

"What's going on?" Hua Chengyu asked in confusion.

"Master, did you write a song these two days and sing it on XX Street in Xicheng District?" said Xiao Zhang who came back from making tea.

"That's true. Did it get reported in the newspaper?"

"Master, wait a moment, I'll go find a newspaper for you." After saying that, Xiao Zhang left his desk like the wind.

"So, what were you guys discussing just now?" Hua Chengyu looked at Xiao Ye and Xiao Chen.

"Yes, Master. This morning, everyone in the first shift asked us if you wrote that song." Xiao Ye said excitedly, "Master, you are so talented. The lyrics are so well written. It's a pity that we don't know how to sing it because we don't know how to read the music."

I can’t believe it. I can’t believe it.

Since I was reported in the newspaper, and it was a newspaper like RM Daily, this undoubtedly gave me another amulet of protection.

After a while, Xiao Zhang brought back more than a dozen newspapers, including Peng RM Daily, Sijiucheng Daily, Steel Daily, Workers Daily, etc.

The headline of the third edition of RM Daily was "My Motherland and I: Comrades from the Third Steel Rolling Mill in Old City sang "Motherland" with deep emotion". The following is the process of that day.

Not only does it fully record the entire process.

The lyrics, music and score are also attached. His name is on the lyrics, music and singing, but Fang Wenshan’s name is on the music.

Finally, another commentator's article said that this song is a high praise to the country, singing out the deep feelings for the motherland and the good wishes for the prosperity of the motherland.

It is a song with a strong patriotic color, expressing the people's deep feelings and love for the motherland.

This song combines musical elements of many different styles. It has a beautiful and catchy melody, simple and powerful lyrics, and deep, sincere and moving emotions.

Its lyrics are full of love for the motherland and passion and expectation for the motherland's construction. The melody is also very moving and is easily accepted and liked by people.

This song promotes the spirit of patriotism and expresses people's beautiful vision and love for the motherland. It is an inspiring song that encourages people to move forward.

In addition, Sijiucheng Daily, Steel Daily, Workers Daily, etc. also reprinted RM Daily's articles and gave them high praise.

This...is this named?

Or is it the kind of roll call that is of extremely high standards?

Among them, the Sijiucheng Daily dug up his school life and called him a genius seen once in a century. He was only 20 years old and graduated from the mechanical engineering major of Wudaokou with excellent grades.

The Workers' Daily gave him a very high evaluation: he refused the ministry position, went to the front line of production, and worked hard for the country.

Although he was thick-skinned enough, he had never seen the media hype in the 1960s. Now that he saw it, he blushed a little. As a result, I seemed to have become popular.

Or is it the kind of fame that makes you extremely famous?

But luckily, there is only his name and no photo, otherwise it would be difficult for him to buy groceries in the future.

"Master, is it really you who sang it? When I saw the RM daily report yesterday, I thought it was someone with the same name?" Xiao Zhang said exaggeratedly.

"Are you stupid? Isn't it written here that comrades from the Third Steel Rolling Mill in Sijiu City sang the song of their motherland with deep affection?" Xiao Ye said flatteringly, "Master, please help me a little more. I can't write lyrics as well as you do."

"How can you write and still sit here?" Xiao Zhang said, "I went to the cultural troupe a long time ago."

"Alright!" Hua Chengyu pressed his hands together to stop them from praising him further: "You three, don't forget what our job is. Come with me to the workshop later."

"Okay, Master!" the three said happily.

"Xiao Zhang, please contact the first workshop. I want to see the workers' production process. Xiao Chen, please check the mass base of this group of people preparing for the exam. Xiao Ye, you have the heaviest task. Is that enough?"

"Remember, Master!" Xiao Ye patted his chest: "I promise to complete the task."

For Hua Chengyu, there are two recent tasks. One is to complete a pilot project of standardization in a workshop and manage people with the system. The other is the method of worker grade assessment in December.

There was a method for assessing worker grades in the past, but he didn't plan to copy it. He asked Xiaoye to make one for himself to see if Xiaoye had any potential for training.

After assigning the work to the three people, it was time to ring the bell for work.

He first drank some tea, then opened the newspapers of the past few days. Apart from the news about his songs, there were also news about the national mass production and the Great Leap Forward.

There is another place where the yield per mu is 10,000 catties, there......

This news is obviously fake. If the productivity is really that high, how could there be a shortage of supplies?

I flipped through several newspapers, and they were all pretty much the same, except for the RM Daily which was relatively objective. Exaggeration is the norm nowadays, no wonder we have to be realistic about the aftermath. Alas...

He put down the newspaper, took out a stack of stationery, and began to sort out the contents of the notebook.

"Secretary Hua, Secretary Hua, Director Li wants you to go to his office." Director Li's secretary Xiaoyan ran over excitedly.

"Secretary Yan, what does Director Li want to talk to me about?" Hua Chengyu looked at Secretary Yan in confusion. Director Li usually wouldn't look for him, as his father-in-law was his father's old subordinate.

In order to prevent others from gossiping, Hua Chengyu told Director Li that if he had something to do, he would go to his home after get off work. If Director Li had something to do, he could ask his secretary to pass on the message. The two of them should try not to meet each other when they were in the factory.

"I don't know. The factory office held a meeting this morning, but I don't know the specific content of the meeting. After the meeting, Director Li notified me to come and see you." Secretary Yan said quickly.

"We'll go there now. We can't let the leader wait anxiously."

As soon as I saw Director Li, I knew what was going on. There was no need to guess. I closed the notebook, held it in my hand, and went upstairs with Secretary Yan.

Factory Director Li’s original name was Li Youde. In the first half of the year, he was the director of the logistics department, managing the food, drink, and allocation of daily necessities for the entire factory. In the second half of the year, he was in charge of activities through his father-in-law.

He successfully became the deputy director of the steel mill, and reached the 12th administrative level, entering the ranks of senior officials.

The secretary and factory director above were at administrative level 11, equivalent to the bureau level in later generations, but enterprises were still slightly inferior to local governments.

The top two leaders of good cities and prefectures are at administrative level 10.

In cities like Sijiucheng and Shanghai, most of them are above administrative level 5, and are senior officials of the Party and the country.

That day he was too far away from Hua Chengyu, so he straightened his clothes in front of Director Li's office to make himself look more energetic.

Secretary Yan knocked on the door, and a voice came from inside: "Come in."

Secretary Yan took him inside and pushed the door open. Director Li was concentrating on writing something.

"Director, Secretary Hua is here." Secretary Yan reminded in a low voice.

"Oh, Secretary Hua, no, Section Chief Hua is here. Sit down, sit down quickly." Director Li stood up, walked around the office, pulled Hua Chengyu up, and made way for him to sit on the sofa next to them.

"Xiaoyan, go make Chief Hua a cup of tea. I have something to discuss with Officer Hua."

"Okay, Director, Hua Gan... Section Chief, please wait a moment." Secretary Yan also had an eye for it. Their leader called him Section Chief Hua, so Hua Chengyu meant good news from the delivery room: he got promoted.

He looked at Section Chief Hua with some envy. He was already 27 years old and had just gotten a position as deputy section chief of the secretariat and full-time secretary to Director Li.

This solves the problem of administrative level.

Hua Chengyu has only been working for a short time and he's already at the deputy section level. It's true that comparing goods to others will only make you throw them away, and comparing yourself to others will only make you feel pissed off.

"I wonder what the factory director wants me to do?" Hua Chengyu asked directly without any hesitation.

Seeing Secretary Yan go out, Li Youde stood up and closed the door: "Brother, you have done well this time. It's even in the newspapers. Did you know that?"

Hua Chengyu nodded: "What I learned this morning is a small matter, not worth mentioning."

"This is no small matter." Li Youde shook his head: "After I saw the news yesterday, I went to the Propaganda Department early this morning, ready to publicize this matter. Coincidentally, I received a call from the superior art troupe in the Propaganda Department, asking you to go to the radio station to record a song."

"Afterwards, the factory office received a call from above, asking them to fully cooperate with the work of the radio station, television station and art troupe."

"Afterwards, Secretary Ru called us all to a meeting. At the meeting, I asked you to take over the position of deputy section chief of the Personnel Section of the Labor and Personnel Department. At the meeting, Director Yang strongly opposed it. He thought that you were still young and had just started working. You were already at the 21st administrative level, while the deputy section chief was at the 18th administrative level. It was a leap of three levels. He firmly opposed it."

"But Director Yang is really doing this for your own good. After all, you have only been working for a little over a month. It's too fast and it's not conducive to your future development."

"However, in the end, under our insistence, and in order to connect with the higher-level art troupes, radio stations and television stations, you do need an identity. So, the factory party committee agreed to my proposal for your promotion request."

"So, congratulations, Chief Hua!"

"Thanks, Brother Li!" Hua Chengyu patted Li Youde on the shoulder.

He didn't mind Li Youde trying to please Director Yang, because Yang Weimin was not from the same faction as his family...