Chapter 992

Red Star Rolling Mill.

At ten o'clock in the morning, a military green jeep stopped under the office building.

In the envious eyes of the workers, Cao Weiguo got into the car and left.

More than half an hour later, the jeep drove into a family courtyard by the mountains and water, with guards armed with live ammunition.

The driver Wu Chunshan led Cao Weiguo toward a western-style building equipped with military dogs and guards.

In the courtyard, an old man with gray hair was focused on practicing military boxing, and Director Jiang waved at Cao Weiguo.

The old man slowly retracted his fist calmly and said with a kind smile: "Little comrade, we meet again."

Cao Weiguo's brain spun rapidly, and he suddenly remembered this old man.

It was a snowy morning, and the old man had stood beside him watching him fish.

That day, Cao Weiguo had good luck and caught a thirteen-jin big catfish.

The old man was happy to see it and exchanged a cloth ticket for that catfish.

Never expected that the old man's status was so high and he was so approachable.

The old man was a founding father with great military exploits, and Director Jiang respectfully called him "Old Ye."

Old Ye smiled kindly: "Hahaha! Little comrade doesn't remember me?"

Cao Weiguo said in a panic: "Remember, remember! Just a bit surprised and nervous! Hello, Old Ye!"

Director Jiang put a military coat on Old Ye, and a guard brought a bowl of herbal medicine.

Old Ye smiled and said: "What are you nervous about? This old man is not a tiger, little comrade, let's go inside and chat."

Cao Weiguo followed Old Ye and Director Jiang into the small western-style building, sitting on half of the sofa with sweat on his forehead.

Old Ye said kindly: "Little comrade, I heard from Little Jiang that you work at the rolling mill, and your results are very good. Not bad, young and promising. Don't be nervous, I asked you here just to drink tea and chat with you."

How is that possible?

Cao Weiguo was respectful, his palms sweating from nervousness, nodding like a puppet.

Don't embarrass the time-traveler!

A time-traveler is knowledgeable, but also an ordinary person!

Who is sitting in front of him?

A national warrior tested by time, a great proletarian revolutionary, politician, military strategist, one of the founders of the people's army, and an outstanding leader who has long held important leadership positions in the country and the army!

He had only seen such great figures in textbooks before.

Even now, compared to such a great leader, it is a world of difference.

Old Ye was approachable, and Director Jiang was an acquaintance, but Cao Weiguo couldn't relax no matter what.

"How old is the little comrade?"

"Twenty-one after the New Year!"

"Are you married?"

"Married!"

"Where is your spouse from?"

"... Songjiazhuang!"

"Combination of workers and peasants! Good! Good!"

Director Jiang introduced Cao Weiguo, and Old Ye also read his resume.

Cao Weiguo is a rare young cadre who developed from the grassroots, with a good background, pure thoughts, able to closely follow the organization's spirit without being addicted to officialdom, working down-to-earth, and serving the collective with dedication.

Such a pragmatic, diligent, young cadre who is not afraid of hardship or fatigue made Old Ye appreciate him. After chatting for a few sentences, Cao Weiguo's nervous simplicity also made Old Ye satisfied.

Who would like a young person who is sharp and exposed?

Honest and simple people are liked.

Director Jiang was pouring tea and water on the side, and Cao Weiguo helped diligently.

Cao Weiguo cooked lunch, naturally bringing out all his skills.

Old Ye ate this meal very happily, and when they parted, he even gave Cao Weiguo a jar of tea.

On the way back to the rolling mill in the jeep, Director Jiang smiled and said: "Weiguo! Old Ye appreciates you very much. You must seize the opportunity, work well, don't let Old Ye's appreciation down, and you must make more and greater contributions to the construction of the motherland."

Cao Weiguo said excitedly: "Director Jiang, don't worry! I will definitely not let you and Old Ye down!"

Director Jiang said with deep meaning: "The higher-level leaders are also very satisfied with you, and someone has already proposed transferring you to the General Bureau."

Cao Weiguo said in disbelief: "Go to the General Bureau? Me? Director Jiang! I only serve as a small section chief, my qualifications are shallow, and my ability is insufficient. How can I be qualified to enter the General Bureau."

Director Jiang smiled and said: "New country, new atmosphere. Seniority is a thing of the past. I have to criticize you; you cannot have the thoughts of an old bureaucrat. As for your ability, everyone has seen it. Just take the New Year's goods of the Industrial General Bureau, for example; the sweat and hard work you put in, the leaders all remember. Secretary Han speaks highly of you."

Director Jiang instructed solemnly: "You must perform well in front of Secretary Han. Director Han once worked beside Old Ye, but his official career was bumpy. He was punished in his early years and was only transferred back to Jingcheng two years ago. Otherwise... Secretary Han is now the office director of the General Bureau and is deeply trusted by the big leaders. You cannot drop the chain at a critical moment, do you know?"

Thinking of Secretary Han's always smiling face, Cao Weiguo sincerely felt that this was a master who didn't show his face!

Along the way, Director Jiang preached to Cao Weiguo, and every word contained information that ordinary people couldn't touch.

Without Director Jiang's guidance, Cao Weiguo didn't know how many detours he would have to take.

This world never lacks information; what it lacks is valuable information!

Director Jiang said: "You usually like fishing?"

Cao Weiguo said with a smile: "Yes, I often go fishing when I'm free. Not only can I relax, but I can also improve my food."

"This hobby is not bad!"

Director Jiang said meaningfully: "Fishing requires persistence. There are commonalities between struggling in officialdom and fishing. Both require patience. Struggle and endurance are both arts. People who cannot struggle won't work, and people who cannot endure won't go far."

After returning to the rolling mill, Cao Weiguo hid in his office.

While slacking off, he thought quietly, recalling every word and action of Old Ye and Director Jiang.

These are treasures that are hard to come by, thousands of times more precious than antiques and cultural relics.

Director Jiang smiled slightly at the local specialties in the back seat of the jeep.

After Cao Weiguo got in the car, he let Old Wu go to the Sihe Academy on the way.

Seeing that the New Year was approaching, how could he not prepare some local specialties for Director Jiang.

These local specialties were not worth much, but they were quite rich and rare.

Smoked duck, cured meat, sausages, pickled duck eggs, preserved fruit... these were all made by Cao Weiguo himself.

More gifts don't hurt!

These local specialties of Cao Weiguo were not valuable, but they were also a heart.

Director Jiang and his wife liked this heart of returning to basics very much.

At the same time, Shazhu was also chatting with a noble person.

It's just that Shazhu was obviously absent-minded, and the big leader's words went in one ear and out the other.

This state of being absent-minded made the big leader unhappy.

Putting down the chess pieces in his hand, he found an excuse and went to the study.

This was exactly what Shazhu wanted, and he left impatiently carrying the net bag.

Coming out of the big leader's house, he rushed to Jin Lian's house excitedly.

The big leader entertained fellow villagers at noon, but set up a big table of good dishes.

Shazhu also followed to take advantage, packing five lunch boxes of meat dishes.

He presented the lunch boxes to Jin Mu like a treasure, wanting to please his future mother-in-law.

It's just that this future mother-in-law was typically picking up the bowl to eat meat and putting down the chopsticks to scold the cook.

After putting the lunch box in the cupboard, she turned around and asked Shazhu for a bride price.

As soon as Shazhu mentioned he had no money, Jin Mu started scolding him.

Shazhu also had a smiling face while cursing inwardly.

It would be better to take these meat dishes back to feed Jia Zhangshi.

Feeding Jia Zhangshi could at least get a smile.

Feeding Jin Mu didn't even get a smile.

If it weren't for Jin Lian's sake, he would have given her two big slaps.