At the yard team meeting, a vice president in charge of water treatment also lamented the death of drought and the death of flood, hoping that a bowl of water in the yard would be smooth. Liang Zhihong, who pretended not to know, called Mu Qiu down and explained the whole story to all the big guys.

After the meeting, Mu Qiu was left in Liang Zhihong's office.

"Old Mu, this time your room is in a big light." Liang Zhihong smiled and handed Mu Qiu a cigarette.

Mu Qiu smiled bitterly and said, "Oh, it wasn't that a while ago when Wang Xufeng made a fuss. Now Liu Ming, who has become a stingy, has come again. It's already like this. I can't send the computer back, right?"

Liang Zhihong waved his hand and said, "Why send it back? You earn it by your ability! Whoever is jealous will earn it. But this Liu Ming is really like you said, "I have become a genius! OK! In my opinion, the more such a person there are in our hospital, the better. If you don't mention anything else, just talk about how the working atmosphere in your department is now?"

Mu Qiu smiled and said, "That's really nothing. Not only did the complaints disappear, but the old men usually walk with their backs straight!"

"This is a real change. Only those who are determined to eat big pots can have the motivation to move forward." Liang Zhihong nodded and said, "When it comes to Liu Ming, I won't blame me for throwing the burden on you this time, right?"

Mu Qiu smiled and waved his hand, remembering something again and said, "It's just that I'm busy with Qin Xuan..."

Liang Zhihong's expression suddenly became serious, "Old Qin is getting more and more confused as he lives. It's better to teach him a lesson this time, but Boss Wei doesn't have any sand in his eyes."

Conference hall on the second floor of the Design Institute.

Liu Ming and Wang Xufeng and several young people from the conveyor design room walked into the conference room hall. Afterwards, they followed them in one after another, all young comrades from other departments in the hospital. Since Liu Ming became famous in the work of labor, he was a celebrity in the circle of young people in the hospital, and many people pointed at him.

As the only conference hall in the design institute that can accommodate 400 people, it is usually used to hold important meetings such as major project seminars, technical exchanges, and commendation of outstanding personnel. Today, the Youth League Secretary was lucky enough to apply for two hours of use.

Liu Ming, who entered the conference hall for the first time, was like Liu Laolao entering the Grand View Garden. He saw a large red carpet on the ground, and white tablecloths were covered with rostrums facing north and south. A mahogany speech table in front of the stage became the center of gravity of the entire conference hall. With the speech table as the benchmark, more than a dozen rows of narrow conference tables and black sofa chairs were arranged in a fan shape opposite. Liu Ming couldn't help but exclaim: "Good guy, if you change this big crystal lamp to a five-pointed star on the roof, it will become a reduced version of the Great Hall of the People."

"Hey, I said, aren't these exactly five empty seats? Why are you trying to sit back?" Liu Ming grabbed Lu Zhandao, who was walking back in confusion.

"Ah? What? Are you behind? I think it's okay." Lu Zhan, who usually speaks and does things very well, was stuttering when asked.

"Brother! There were only 50 people in the meeting, and there were more than 20 seats in a row. You went to the 9th row! Do you think you are behind?" Liu Ming said.

"It's okay. I'm far-sighted. I'm getting close and I'm vague in sight! It's really just right to sit here!" Lu Zhan pointed to the seat in front of him and said.

Before Liu Ming could speak, Wang Xufeng over there continued, "It's a coincidence! I'm also far-sighted, it's so comfortable to see things here."

"What's the situation? You guys are running so far behind when you go to college elective courses!" Bi Chuchu, who was already sitting in the front row, turned around and asked with a smile.

"This matter is very strange." Liu Ming sat in this corner and said intimately that no matter how he asked, the two of them didn't say anything. What's even more outrageous is that many people came in later as they followed suit and tried to sit back as much as possible, as if the first few rows would be named to answer questions.

Just as Liu Ming thought of this, the Youth League Secretary Zhai Wengang led a few people in. After sitting on the rostrum, he estimated that the number of people was almost there, so he stood up and said straight to the point: "Today we gathered everyone together is about the company's tug-of-war competition. Let me introduce myself first. My name is Zhai Wengang, the Youth League Secretary of the Hospital. At the same time, he is also responsible for organizing young people in our hospital to participate in various cultural and sports activities organized by the factory." Then the topic changed and he said: "Today, our Youth League Branch is very honored to invite Secretary Dai from the Party Branch. Everyone welcomes the secretary to cheer us up." After that, he took the lead in applause.

At this time, a middle-aged woman sitting on the rostrum stood up. Wang Xufeng, who was originally muttering with Lu Zhan, immediately sat upright like an old monk entering a meditation, neither sad nor happy, and the audience was silent.

"This Secretary Dai is really prestigious." Liu Ming secretly exclaimed. It must be quite powerful to allow Wang Xufeng to avoid such a thorny head as a snake or a scorpion. He used to hear that some people had a strong aura, but today they really knew what "I have a dozen meters of aura".

This woman is in her early forties, tall and bright-eyed pair of Danfeng eyes under her fashionable curly hair. She only heard her say in her unique magnetic voice: "Hehe, there are few people here, everyone sits here... Wen Gang organized the activities in the courtyard. Our courtyard is strongly supported. I hope everyone will participate actively, compete to achieve level and style." Wang Xufeng and others sat behind, reluctantly moved to the front row, and Liu Ming followed.

Secretary Dai raised his hand to sort out his sideburns, glanced at Liu Ming inadvertently, and continued with a smile: "Tug of war has always been not the strength of the design institute. We must adhere to the style of friendship first and second in competition, pay attention to safety, and do not get hurt. After the meeting, the comrades who were selected went to the office to register their clothes and shoes."

She looked at the young comrades below with satisfaction sitting upright and smiling, and glanced at everyone below again, then returned to her rostrum and sat down.

Zhai Wengang stood up and concluded: "Thank you again to the leaders of the hospital for showing us young people the opportunity to show our own opportunities and provide sponsorship. Comrades who have ideas will come to me to sign up! Let's leave the meeting!"

Liu Ming stood up and was ready to go upstairs to work. He still knew this. Let's put it this way, with his outfit, if the new gay man from the hospital draws 39 out of tug-of-war, he might be able to choose. If he wants to draw 20 to participate, he will definitely be out of him.

"Liu Ming!" Zhai Wengang shouted on the rostrum.

"Ah? Alas!" Liu Ming turned his head and saw the regiment secretary waving to him with a smile. Yu Guangzhong, Wang Xufeng and Lu Zhan did not even say hello, and "swish" crawled into the crowd and disappeared.

"Brother Zhai, what's wrong?" Liu Ming couldn't figure out the intention of the young leader calling him.

While greeting the acquaintance who left the scene, Zhai Wengang pulled Liu Ming to a place with few people and said, "Liu Ming, the branch has a task to hand it over to you." After that, he stared at Liu Ming with a subtle expression.
Chapter completed!