As soon as He Yuzhu returned to Sihe Courtyard, he received a notice that he would hold another hospital-wide meeting.

He felt that he had never been in this film and television drama so hard, and the three old men are now busier than the secretary-general of the United Nations.

Although he didn't say what the content of the conference was, He Yuzhu knew with his eyes closed, so there would be nothing good!

He didn't want to attend the meeting from the bottom of his heart, but as a member of the Siheyuan and the fourth man, he still needs to attend such a meeting.

Today's hospital-wide conference was earlier than before. The sun had not set yet, and the whole hospital was basically here.

He Yuzhu did not sit in the crowd this time, but came to the old man's special seat - the center of the yard, sitting around the Eight Immortals table.

Interestingly, this time the person sitting in the seat was not the first uncle, but the second uncle in the bangs.

"Are you all here?" The second uncle put the enamel jar on the Eight Immortals table, took out a small notebook from his arms that he had found from somewhere, and said with a serious expression, "We are going to have a meeting below!"

Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa!

The lonely applause came from the second uncle's palm and found that no one in the yard responded. He could only cough twice to cover up his embarrassment at this time.

"Many of you will think, why is I sitting in the upper seat of the first uncle?" The second uncle glanced proudly for a week and said: "This is because this meeting tonight was hosted by me!"

The first uncle nodded and said, "Yes, it was the second uncle who convened it, not what I meant."

"Comrade Yi Zhonghai, you have to call me Director Liu!" The second uncle suddenly said, "The second uncle can only be called after the break."

The first old man was itchy when he was criticized by the second old man, and he was ready to give this ungrateful old guy a right light at any time!

The second uncle didn't care about this. He only saw him holding the enamel jar in both hands, saying like an old cadre: "There is something to discuss with everyone today."

"It's not a few days before the Bingwu year. Our hospital has released two directors this year. If there is anything to do in our factory in the future, it will definitely be much more convenient."

"So the three of us uncles and Director He discussed it and decided to hold another sorrow meeting. It was lively and everyone said whether it was OK!"

"good!"

Not to mention anything else, as long as it comes to eating, the group of people in the yard are more active than anyone else, and they applaud and applaud each other.

He Yuzhu, who was sitting aside, suddenly felt that the second uncle was about to make a fuss.

"Since everyone is so enthusiastic, why don't Director He say a few words?" The second uncle looked at He Yuzhu and said, "You are the only chef in our yard!"

"Of course I'm fine." He Yuzhu shrugged, "Anyway, one person is burning during the Chinese New Year, and two people are doing it too. It's the same, but!"

He Yuzhu stared at the second uncle and said, "If I hadn't just married a girl a few days ago and had made a dowry for her, I would have paid for everyone to have fun, but I'm almost out of my way now. Isn't this ambition for poor people..."

"That's right." The old man also glanced at the second uncle and said, "The last time Renzhuzi paid for a treat, we can't always catch him and suck him alone."

"Besides, your second uncle has been promoted to Director Liu now. Is it the same as Zhuzi last time? Is it okay to treat everyone to a meal?"

The first old man's retort made the second old man who had raised his hand to signal the cheering people below to cheer. At this time, he was like choking a big green-headed fly that had just finished eating, and almost couldn't hold it over.

"Well, for this matter, we have to work together and work together." The second uncle picked up the enamel jar awkwardly and took a sip of water, "The teacher said it well, there are so many people and the power is great. Let's get together and buy a half pig to have a meal."

As he said that, the second uncle quickly winked at the third uncle next to him and signaled him to come out to maintain order immediately.

"Second...Liu...Director Liu is right!" The third uncle helped his eyes and coughed twice, "There are so many people in our yard, and eating meat is not a matter of one person. I will give you five..."

When the third uncle reached halfway, he turned into a finger: "One piece!"

As he said that, he slapped his hand and said, "This is my example for everyone as the uncle in our yard!"

The second uncle could only break his teeth and swallow it. Although he knew that Yan Bugui's Pixiu would definitely give him a discount, the second uncle saw it again after a direct comminuted fracture. What is calculating?

As the old man in the yard, he would lose his airs if he digs less, but he would lose less oil and water if he says too much. I wonder if he would use a sieve to sieve this old silver coin!

"Look at it, everyone." The second uncle said excitedly, "Look at the third uncle. I usually keep in mind. At critical moments, they are so clear about the righteousness. Everyone gets together to strive for a fat New Year!"

"As the director of the factory, I should also play an exemplary role." As he said that, he took out a few one-yuan banknotes and two more meat tickets and said, "These are mine. If not enough, I will make the best of it!"

As soon as he said this, the following people who wanted to oppose the melon-eating crowd immediately covered their voices, first using the name of the factory director to give a big stick, and then using the guarantee to give a sweet date.

The second uncle played a fucking trick of making the clouds and making the rain.

In this way, the Eight Immortals Table in the middle of the yard was a cent, and slowly piled up the tables into a small pile.

"Director He, the first uncle." The second uncle looked at He Yuzhu and Yi Zhonghai with a smile, "Did you both express your feelings?"

"Give it! Why don't you give it?" An old man took out a one-yuan banknote from his pocket and said, "The third uncle has given one piece, so I can lose it too, that's all."

Although there are many on this table, the ones with the largest face value are only the ones of the three of them, and the others are just one or two cents, especially Jia Zhang, who has white and fat hands, and only gives one cent, which is even more stingy than Yan Papi.

When He Yuzhu saw the second uncle staring at him unwillingly, he said again and said, "I have no money, but I can cook for free and use work as a relief. Is this OK?"

"I'd like to raise money for the uncles and uncles in the yard?" The second uncle grabbed the problem in He Yuzhu's words and said, "You forgot your foundation when you are an official, and you only have money left in your eyes?"

"Second uncle, don't choke me, either." He Yuzhu said indifferently, "You just said that you can guarantee the money. Can you still give me one or two dollars?"

"Zhuzi is right." An old man turned his head to look at Tiandao, "Will you, a seventh-level fitter and the workshop director besides these three miscellaneous things?"

"Also, everyone is here, don't let everyone laugh at your joke..."

These days, pork costs 70 to 80 cents per pound, but this half of the pig can cost about 100 pounds. In addition, the mixed ingredients, the second uncle probably thought that it would cost at least 100 yuan.

It really hurts the enemy by zero points, and it hurts one hundred yuan...
Chapter completed!