1959: Carrying the achievement system, she rolled

The car drove further and further away, but the worry on Du Yimeng's face became more and more intense. To her, Director Yu was not only her leader and mentor, but also her elder.

If she were more than a thousand kilometers away in a society ruled by law, she wouldn't think much about it, but in this day and age, she couldn't help but worry.

When she turned her head, the scene in front of her almost destroyed her three views.

Good guy...

Director Yu was away on a business trip, so not only were these people not worried, they even had relieved smiles on their faces.

She took note of every little expression on everyone's face, thinking she would definitely tell on the factory director when he returned. As for why she didn't rush over to argue now, she was outnumbered and had to endure it.

"Finally, I'm leaving..."

"Why do I feel like the air has become fresher since Director Yu left?"

"Coincidentally, I feel the same way."

"Hahaha……"

Du Yimeng, who was about to turn around and leave, suddenly stopped. Did they want to usurp the throne just after Director Yu left?

Especially the smile on Song Zhi's face, which perfectly displayed the arrogance of a villain who had succeeded.

Director Yu had just promoted him to the position of deputy production director, but before he even had time to get comfortable in the position, what did he want to do?

She never expected him to be such a Song Zhi, which disappointed her so much.

I can no longer bear it...

"Don't you care?" Du Yimeng turned around and walked to Yu Lang, speaking to him in a low voice.

Don’t get me wrong…

She is not a rookie in the workplace. She doesn't rush up to someone foolishly just because she doesn't like them. There is only one outcome for such a person: being defeated.

Yu Lang suddenly felt a faint fragrance in his nostrils. He lowered his eyes and saw a small head appear in front of him.

"What do you care?" Before Yu Lang could say anything, Song Zhi appeared beside Du Yimeng like a ghost, almost scaring her to death.

"Oh my god, Deputy Director Song, you walk without making any sound. Do you know that you will scare people to death?" Du Yimeng, who had been planning to tell a snitches, was already feeling guilty, and the person involved appeared behind her. She might be in for a social demise.

"Chief Du, there's an old saying that goes, 'Don't do anything that would make you feel guilty, and you won't be startled when someone knocks on your door in the middle of the night.'" Song Zhi said in a faint voice. She had just looked at him with disappointment and contempt, and even though she had concealed it well, he still found out.

Little guy, if you dare to whisper about him behind his back, don't blame him for scaring her.

Du Yimeng: I’m sorry, she often does bad things…

"Deputy Director Song, why are you suddenly saying this?" Du Yimeng looked up at Song Zhishi again, his eyes full of innocence. Even if they couldn't confront him head-on, a quick chat was still possible.

When Song Zhi saw her like this, his eyes were full of confusion. Could it be that he had just seen it wrong?

It's not impossible. After all, he is a man in his 50s and his eyesight is a little blurry when he works.

Du Yimeng's tea was not a big deal, but it made Song Zhi fall into self-doubt.

"Director Yu gave me a lot of work before he left. I have to get back to work." Du Yimeng smiled and nodded at everyone, then left without looking back.

Before leaving, she did not forget to help Director Yu make his presence felt.

Yu Lang also nodded to everyone and walked away with big strides. After a few steps, he walked forward side by side with Du Yimeng.

"Did you mean to say that as soon as my dad left, they showed a different face?" Yu Lang turned his head to look at Du Yimeng and asked.

"Yeah!" Du Yimeng responded but said nothing. The man's own son was not anxious, so why should she, a subordinate, be anxious?

"No matter how they jump around, as soon as my dad comes back, they will be like a group of obedient little lambs." Yu Lang's tone was flat, but anyone could hear the pride in his voice.

He saw that Du Yimeng just nodded, and was confused. Didn't she believe it?

"My father has been awarded the title of combat hero and has received four special merits, five first-class merits, seven second-class merits, and ten third-class merits." Yu Lang said again in a calm tone.

oh……

Du Yimeng's eyes widened and her mouth opened so wide that a duck egg could fit in it. She stopped and looked at Yu Lang in shock.

His expression was very serious and he was not lying. She didn't expect Director Yu to be so powerful. He was simply a god-like existence. The key point was that this person was right next to her. She was really lucky.

There is a saying circulating in the military in later generations: The third-class merit is awarded while standing, the second-class merit is awarded while lying down, and the first-class merit is awarded by family members.

Not only did Director Yu take so much, he was also alive and well. If he wasn't a god, what else could he be?

She heard others say that Director Yu was a war hero, and she thought it was a respectful title given to him by everyone. Who knew that he had actually won the title of "combat hero".

She finally understood now. Minister Wu of the Ministry of Industry was obviously much higher in rank than Director Yu, but he was so polite when speaking to him. Was this the reason?

"Director Yu is so awesome..." Du Yimeng murmured to herself, her eyes sparkling with admiration that seemed to be about to overflow from her eye sockets.

As soon as Director Yu left, she missed him and wanted him to sign for her so that she could worship him every day.

"Director Yu has so many military achievements. If he had stayed in the army, he would definitely be a high-ranking official." She didn't say anything more, 'not just a county-level factory leader.' Her words also had another meaning: had Director Yu offended someone?

"My dad said that the army is not short of top soldiers, but what it lacks is people who can fill the stomachs of top soldiers." Yu Lang said that his father took over the Oriental Machinery Factory that year. It was called a machinery factory, but in fact it was just a dozen workers with hammers.

At that time, the machinery factory could only produce farm tools and repair guns for the militia.

The factory, which has grown to a large one with nearly tens of thousands of employees, was built bit by bit by his father. It can be said that the Oriental Machinery Factory was built by his father himself.

Creating something from nothing is never just empty talk, and the hardships involved can be imagined.

Yu Lang's words calmed Du Yimeng's excitement and he fell silent.

She thought there were a lot of unknown things going on behind the scenes, but she didn't expect the reason to be so simple, straightforward, and touching.

Yes! The soldiers of this era are all saints of the flesh. There is indeed no shortage of saints in the army, but those saints are hungry.

There were many supplies in her space, but apart from occasionally taking some home, they were basically useless. She had to find an appropriate time to take out all these supplies. Thinking of this, she felt that the supplies in her space were too few, and she had to work hard to earn supplies.

"Thank you, Chief Yu!" Du Yimeng thanked him sincerely. Tingjun's words elevated her thoughts.

Compared to Director Yu's great love, she seems a little selfish.

Even if you are a small person, as long as you work hard in your job, you are making a contribution to the country.

And she is that little person!