The courtyard: the atmosphere of human life

Director Meng bit his back teeth and swallowed his smile. He now understood why Director Lu was helpless with Darong.

Darong sat in the personnel department for the entire morning until lunchtime, when she got up and followed the two leaders out of the personnel department to the cafeteria.

When Sister Wang went out, she deliberately locked the door of the Personnel Department's office in front of Darong.

Darong smiled contemptuously in her heart, calmly went back to the workshop, got her lunch box and walked towards the canteen.

After lunch, Darong borrowed a chair from the cafeteria and walked into the administrative building again with small steps.

The door of the Personnel Department was locked, so she put down a stool and sat there leaning against the wooden door, waiting.

Sister Wang and Director Meng have already discussed it, so it is naturally impossible for him to come back so soon.

Director Meng went to a workshop after dinner, and Sister Wang also went to the Labor Bureau with a pile of unimportant documents.

Darong had just finished lunch and was leaning against the door, feeling drowsy. However, the benches in the cafeteria had no backrests, and she was afraid that she would accidentally fall.

Darong sat there thinking for a while, and suddenly remembered that there were soft chairs in the conference room of the administrative building, so she immediately decided to go over and get one to sit on.

Da Rong was struggling to pull the chair and didn't notice the movement behind her.

When she finally pulled the chair to the door of the Personnel Department, as soon as she sat down, she saw an old man standing at the stairs, staring at her.

Darong looked at the old man. He was not a leader in the factory and she didn't know him. She just thought he was here to do business in the personnel department.

"Uncle, are you looking for Director Meng? There's no one in the Personnel Department right now. Please come later or another day. I don't think they will be back for a while."

Although Darong was busy in the factory and was not shy about arguing with Director Lu, she was actually a very enthusiastic person at heart.

Seeing that the old man in front of her had a kind face and was dressed quite simply, and knowing that Director Meng and the others would not be able to come back easily, she kindly reminded him.

"Little girl, why are you sitting here?" After hearing Darong's words, the old man walked to the stool where Darong had just sat and sat down, and asked with a very gentle smile.

"I refused to follow the example of an advanced employee who lost her child, so my workshop director handed me over to the personnel department. I dare not go back, and the personnel department has locked the door, so I am waiting here."

Darong felt a little embarrassed at this moment, with a hint of awkwardness on her face.

"What deeds?" The old man thought he had misheard for a moment and asked again with blinking eyes.

Darong was bored sitting alone, so she just told the old man about the grudge between her and Director Lu.

The administrative building in the Darong factory was added later. It has three floors. The first floor is for the personnel, production, and materials departments, and the second floor is for the factory director, secretary, and finance department.

Because of the 100-day production task, all the leaders of the production department went to the front-line workshops. The materials department was originally stationed in the warehouse, so in fact only the people from the personnel department were often in the office on the first floor.

Now Director Meng and Sister Wang have not returned to avoid Darong, so there is no one working on this floor.

After telling the old man her story for a long time, Darong began to feel sleepy again. She supported her chin with her hand and forced herself to stay awake.

"Child, you have to change your temper. Sit down. I'm leaving first."

After the old man left, Darong felt very sleepy and dozed off leaning on the armrest.

I don’t know how long it had been, but Darong heard someone calling her in her sleep.

"Comrade... little comrade..."

Darong slowly opened her eyes and saw that the person standing in front of her was the director of the textile factory.

"Director? What's wrong?"

"Why are you sleeping here?"

"Director, I have explained my situation several times today. I don't want to say it anymore. I am waiting for Director Meng. He has not returned to the office since he finished his meal."

Darong was sleeping in a daze and had not yet fully woken up. She frowned slightly and spoke to the factory director.

"Haha, you can't sleep here either. Besides, if you sit in my chair, I'll have to stand during the factory meeting later."

The director of Darong’s factory was a true red generation. He returned to the local area from the army when he was in his fifties. Because he felt that his cultural level was not high enough, he chose to work in a textile factory.

Most of today's children have never had contact with the red generation, and can only understand the lofty aspirations of the older generation of revolutionaries from stories. They are truly people who are willing to sacrifice their lives for the country and the people.

Just like the old director of Darong's factory, he never blinked when scolding cadres. Even the leaders of the Light Textile Bureau did not dare to act unreasonably and show off their power when they came here.

But when he was in front of the front-line workers, he never said a harsh word. He often said that he should devote his whole life to revolution for the proletarian workers.

When Darong heard what the factory director said, she quickly stood up from her chair and prepared to push the chair back to the factory director embarrassedly.

"No, no, don't bump into anything. Let me do it. Sit for a while. I'll ask someone to find Director Meng for you."

After the factory director took the chair from Darong, he happily walked towards the meeting room.

The young man who had been following the factory director ran out of the administrative building quickly, apparently going to find Director Meng.

Not long after Darong sat on the stool, Director Meng rushed in from outside in a hurry.

"Hey, Xiao Yuan, why have you been waiting here all the time?" Director Meng frowned slightly and quickly took out the key to open the door of the Personnel Department.

"I'm waiting for the personnel department's arrangement."

"Please sit down and wait for me first." Director Meng said while sucking his teeth as he arranged for Darong to go into the house and wait.

After settling Darong, Director Meng trotted towards the meeting room.

At this moment, a leadership meeting of the director's office was being held in the conference room. The secretary, several factory directors and trade union cadres were sitting in the room.

"Xiao Meng, please wait there for a moment." The factory director glanced at Director Meng at the door and said with a serious expression.

Director Meng didn't even dare to breathe. He just stood straight by the door. He didn't dare to go to the table or go out. He was stuck there in a dilemma.

This stop lasted for a full two hours. It was not until the end of the get off work day that the leaders finished their meeting. After everyone else had left, the factory director stood up from his seat.

“It must be unpleasant to wait for someone, right?” The factory director asked calmly, looking at Director Meng, whose legs were numb from standing.

"No... um... Director..."

Seeing Director Meng stuttering and unable to speak, the factory director's expression softened a little.

"You college students have never suffered any hardship. I have always believed that you are a talented person without that kind of arrogance. You should not avoid problems in the future. Going back to solve the problems for the employees is what you, as the director of the personnel department, should do."

The factory director patted Director Meng on the shoulder earnestly and left the meeting room.

Director Meng returned to his office, looked at Da Rong lying on the sofa, and sighed deeply.

"Director Meng, this is my attendance card. Please sign it for today's attendance!"

Darong looked at the clock and saw that it was time to get off work. She took out her attendance sheet from her pocket and placed it in front of Director Meng.

Director Meng shook his finger and pointed at Darong in the air for a long time, but in the end he just forced a helpless smile. He was really impressed by this little girl.