Siheyuan: First-class Merit at the Start

It's Monday, time to go back to work.

Li Polu played a trick on Wang He and borrowed without returning it, and just took his bicycle away.

In addition, as a new person in the 21st century, skipping breakfast is a common practice, which saves him some time.

By the time Li Bolu pushed his bicycle out of the courtyard, most people in the courtyard had already left.

"Brother, wait for me."

Li Polu was about to get into the car when he heard Xu Damao's voice behind him.

Li Polu now has a good relationship with Xu Damao. When moving things yesterday, Xu Damao was also busy helping out.

Whether he wanted to make friends with his propaganda leader in advance or for other reasons, at least this guy really knows how to deal with things.

He didn't care what kind of person Xu Damao was. As long as he could be used by him, he was naturally a good person.

It doesn't matter if he takes him along the way, but compared to taking Xu Damao, Li Bolu would actually prefer to take the one from his family along.

The main responsibilities of the Propaganda Department are actually simple and complex at the same time.

Simply put, it is both internal and external publicity.

But if you break it down, there are a lot of contents, including but not limited to propaganda, culture, safety education, and spiritual civilization construction. It also involves some work on public opinion.

Xu Damao's role as a projectionist just happened to be in charge of external publicity.

However, what was a little different from what Li Polu had imagined was that Xu Damao could not ride the bicycle he had shown back home and use it as a private car.

The reason was very simple. He was not the only one using the bicycle. There were more than one person who went to the countryside. And the projection equipment was not something he could handle by himself.

If you go to a farther place, you may even be provided with security guards.

The Siheyuan is not far from the steel mill, and it only takes about 20 minutes to walk there. As for riding a bike, it is even faster, less than minutes.

After arriving at the factory, Li Polu and Xu Damao went straight to the factory office building.

The head of the Propaganda Department is named Wu. He is a kind old man, at least on the surface.

Chief Wu also expressed a warm welcome to Li Polu's arrival. He kept saying one polite word after another, saying whatever sounded good.

Later, Li Polu also met Deputy Director Li, who was said to have a tough father-in-law. How should I put it? He looked so righteous and awe-inspiring that it was impossible to associate him with an old pervert just by looking at his appearance.

After that, he got to know the clerks of the Propaganda Department, and Li Bolu spent the first morning of his working day doing nothing in the office.

In the afternoon, the Propaganda Department held a meeting.

Meetings in this era are not like those in later times, where every leader has to show up. It takes at least two hours to finish a set of procedures. The point is that nothing is said in these two hours, it's all PUA for you.

The Propaganda Department's meeting was quite efficient, with just two things in total.

First, the factory announced the appointment document of Li Polu as the deputy director of the Propaganda Department, and the distribution of Li Polu's responsibilities.

In the end, Li Bolu got the job of promoting the spiritual civilization of the workers.

The second thing is about the year-end cultural performance. In those days, workers had very few entertainment activities, and the cultural performance in the factory was one of the few entertainment and leisure time throughout the year.

Not only the factory leaders, but even the higher authorities of the steel mill attach great importance to it.

After all, while paying attention to production, paying attention to the mental health development of workers has always been an eternal theme.

That's the thing. After the meeting theme is determined, the rest is naturally the distribution of work.

Li Polu had just arrived, and Section Chief Wu gave the job of selecting programs to him and another deputy section chief.

Finally, he joked that since he was the new deputy section chief, he should give a solo performance so that the workers in the factory could get to know him.

Li Bolu thought about it and agreed immediately.

But for a moment, he couldn't figure out whether Section Chief Wu was treating him favorably or targeting him.

You have to know that this art performance is watched by department leaders. This is a chance to show off.

Of course, it could also be an opportunity to lose face. You know, in this era, theatrical performances are mainly choruses, not solos.

If your song is good enough and you sing well, you will naturally impress the audience and leave a deep impression on the leaders present. That will open up your future.

But if your song is not good and you don't sing well, you will naturally leave a deep impression on the audience.

After all, you are the only one on the stage, and you sing so badly, it's impossible not to remember it.

Naturally, the leaders present will be impressed by you, and your future will be saved, right?

However, considering his own personality, Li Bolu felt that it was more likely that the other party was targeting him.

After all, I am a retired veteran from the battlefield. Singing is not a reliable thing to do. So it is questionable to let me sing solo.

However, Li Bolu did not understand for a moment why the other party was targeting him.

If you can't figure something out, don't think about it. This is Li Polu's consistent principle of doing things. As long as I don't have any weaknesses, the other party can't target me.

After the meeting, it was almost time to get off work. Before Li Polu left the factory while pushing his bicycle, he saw a beautiful figure from afar, walking against the flow of people, waving at the factory.

Li Polu, who was bragging to Xu Damao, glanced at him and didn't care.

But I couldn’t help but think: the world is becoming more corrupt and people’s hearts are no longer the same as before.

They are showing affection in public in broad daylight. Don't they know they don't have a partner? Do they still have a sense of public morality?

You know what, it seems quite nice. Let me take another look.

Oh, so she's my sister, that's fine. I'm happy to show affection in broad daylight.

It must be said that Chen Xi's looks were indeed impressive. The workers who were leaving get off work nearby looked at Li Polu who was being held next to him, and their envy was beyond words.

Xu Damao knew that there was no chance of getting a ride today. He said hello to Chen Xi and disappeared into the crowd after get off work.

"Why are you here? Don't you have class today?"

Chen Xi was also pushing a bicycle and said with a smile: "Brother, isn't this your first day at work? I came here specially to celebrate with you. How is it? Of course, are you touched?"

"Well, I'm so touched. What do you want to eat?"

“How about roast duck?”

"Walk."

Cheap square.

After listening to Li Polu's story about his first day at work, Chen Xi frowned and asked, "What are you going to do? You're not really going to go up and sing, are you? Can you sing?"

Li Polu shrugged: "What else? They've all agreed."

"But can you really sing?" Chen Xi still frowned, as if he recalled some not-so-pleasant memories.

Li Polu knew what was going on when he saw Chen Xi's expression, and instantly remembered some past events of the original owner.

The song "Yellow River Cantata" scared and made Chen Xi, who was 9 years old at the time, cry. It took the original owner a long time to comfort him.

After that, the original owner never sang again.

"Little girl, who are you looking down on?" Then he lowered his voice and said, "When a man has been away for three days, he should be looked at with new eyes. Haven't you heard it? I tell you, not only will I sing it myself, but I will also write it myself. Just wait and see. I will blind your dog eyes by then."

Chen Xi immediately retorted: "You are the dog." Then he looked conflicted.

Finally, he gritted his teeth, stamped his feet, and said with a determined look: "Okay, tell me when, and I will definitely take a leave to go and see you. Let's see how you can impress me."

Chen Xi was in despair. How could he have been so foolish as to agree to go and watch? Then he changed his mind and thought that if he sang so badly that no one applauded, it would be so embarrassing. He had to go and cheer him on.