Chapter One
"Gong Song, are you off work?"
At the door of the small courtyard of the machinery factory, a middle-aged man wearing glasses and carrying a briefcase walked in.
The family members who were choosing vegetables and chatting in the courtyard immediately greeted him with a smile.
Song Wei nodded, and responded to everyone's slaps with the same good temper as before, with a gentle smile on his gentle and elegant face.
But if you look carefully, you will find that his smile today is a little forced.
"Yes, after get off work, everyone is still busy."
"Oh, why are we so busy? We are just cooking some food, but it is still hard work for you, Song workers, to deal with so many difficulties in the factory every day!"
"It's okay to be hard at work. Many of the young men in our hospital have been assigned to you. It's also very hard to lead the interns!"
"It's not hard, it's all what I should do."
Song Wei waved his hands, as if he couldn't bear everyone's enthusiasm, and then said quickly: "I'll go back first, and we'll talk later."
But just as he was about to leave, an aunt next to him suddenly couldn't hold back and asked him anxiously.
"Mr. Song, the sub-district office has to arrange things to go to the countryside again. Can we still make room in the factory?"
The aunt who said this has two sons. The eldest son took over her class, but the younger son has no classes to attend and is about to be sent to the countryside. Can she not be anxious?
Engineer Song, also known as Song Wei in front of me, was the technical director of the second workshop of the machinery factory. He could pick a few intern workers to study with him, and they would be able to free up a pit to complete the work.
Although Auntie's meaning was not very obvious, there was still something Song Wei didn't understand.
But he just smiled helplessly.
"I really don't know how to recruit workers in the factory. How about I help you go to the recruitment office tomorrow and ask?"
After hearing this, the aunt could only shake her head in disappointment.
Naturally, she had asked the recruitment office a long time ago. If they were really recruiting workers, she would have asked her youngest son to sign up a long time ago. As a result, they made it very clear that the quota in the factory was already full and they would not be recruiting workers. .
But if she was really allowed to watch her youngest son go to the countryside, how could she bear it?
Just when the aunt decided to be cruel and shamelessly asked Song Wei for help, Song Wei raised his hand and glanced at the time, quickly covering up the impatience in his eyes.
"It's getting late. I have something else to do, so I'll leave first while you guys chat."
After saying that, he really didn't care about other people this time and walked directly towards the cadre building.
"Hey, why did you leave?"
The aunt finally came back to her senses, curled her lips, and looked at Song Wei's back anxiously.
"Of course Mr. Song has to go home after get off work. I'm not tired after working all day. I still have to chat with you, right?"
There was someone next to me who couldn't understand the aunt's little thoughts and spoke in a cold tone.
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