“Comrades leaders, let's first take a look at the game Xiaolin brought back. This weather, the meat won't last long. Let's weigh it quickly so the cafeteria can process it,”
Wang Hongjun, the head of the Procurement Department, gave Yang Weimin and Li Huaide a way out.
He was the head of the Procurement Department anyway. He'd long been labeled as Li Huaide's man, so he wasn't afraid of Yang Weimin resenting him.
“Ah, yes, yes, Hongjun is right,” Li Huaide slapped his forehead and said, “We were too busy praising our great hero and forgot about the spoils!”
“Quickly, get the game down and weigh it. Let's see Xiaolin's haul.”
Yang Weimin followed suit, “It's no wonder Wang Hongjun is a good head of the Procurement Department. He always keeps an eye on supplies.”
Over ten people from the logistics department, hearing their boss say he was hungry, quickly carried down the wild boars and the skinned wolves.
“Hey, Xiaoyu, you're quite skilled. This wild boar is quite fat, at least three fingers of fat,” Wang Hongjun patted the 200-plus-jin sow.
“Wow, Xiaolin, these are wolves, aren't they?” Li Huaide looked at the five skinned wolves.
Lin Yu nodded, “Director, you have good eyesight. These beasts are too cunning. On my first night in the mountains, they snuck up on me while I was sleeping.”
“It took a lot of effort to deal with them. The weather is hot, and the wolfskin will make the meat sour. I had to skin them first.”
Lin Yu was telling everyone why he had skinned the wolves, and also finding an excuse for himself.
“Comrades leaders, wolf meat is a great tonic. It strengthens yang, replenishes essence, dispels cold and warms the body. Using the method for making dog meat stew, you can make wolf meat that is both delicious and nourishing,”
Lin Yu said with a smile, diverting everyone's attention away from the wolfskin.
“I didn't know that Xiaolin was a foodie,” Li Huaide said with a smile. Today, Lin Yu had really saved face for the Logistics Department.
The huge steel mill had over 6,000 people. Their monthly meat ration was only 800 jin.
The meat Lin Yu brought back was almost enough for two months' worth of meat from the meat factory.
“Director, I'm no foodie, I just like to eat. Otherwise, I wouldn't have learned how to hunt,” Lin Yu responded with a smile.
Hearing this, Li Huaide was increasingly satisfied with Lin Yu. He was a gourmand himself, and with Lin Yu around, he would be able to enjoy all kinds of wild game from now on.
As they were talking, Wang Hongjun came over with a list, “Xiaoyu, you're amazing! This time, your harvest is truly impressive.”
“Old Wang, don't keep us in suspense. Tell us.”
Wang Hongjun hurriedly said, “Eight wild boars, a total of 1330 jin. Just that big sow alone is 280 jin.”
“Five wolves, 290 jin. Maybe because they were skinned, they are a bit lighter. In total, 1620 jin.”
“Comrades leaders, should we pay Xiaoyu in meat tickets or in cash?”
Wang Hongjun knew that meat tickets had one price, and cash another.
Li Huaide quickly said, “Deputy Factory Manager Yang, what do you think we should do?”
Hearing Wang Hongjun's words, Li Huaide almost laughed himself silly. He directly threw the problem at Yang Weimin.
Yang Weimin knew that meat tickets were precious these days. The entire steel mill only had a few hundred extra jin of meat tickets each month, not enough to even give to the leaders. What meat tickets would they give to Lin Yu?
All the factory's meat tickets were in your, Li Huaide's, hands. You know how much the steel mill has, don't you?
For a moment, Yang Weimin hated Li Huaide so much his teeth were itching.
But with so many people watching, he had to say something. How else could he lead his team in the future?
He could only say to Lin Yu, “Comrade Xiaolin, tell us what you want. Our factory will try our best to satisfy you. We can't let our comrades who sweat and bleed be at a loss.”
Hearing this, Lin Yu cursed in his heart: Old bastard, you bully me, just wait until I shoot you in the dark.
“Deputy Factory Manager Yang, Director Li, Head Wang, our factory must be short of meat tickets. Besides, I don't need that many meat tickets. Even if I had hundreds of jin, I wouldn't be able to buy that much meat.”
While he despised Yang Weimin, Lin Yu didn't forget to bring his head of department and Li Huaide into it.
Li Huaide quickly said, “Old Wang, see? I told you! This doesn't even need to be asked. Xiaolin is a comrade with firm ideals, a cultured and understanding person.”
Wang Hongjun also said with a smile, “Yes, it's my fault. It's my fault. I'm judging Xiaolin's gentlemanly heart with my own petty heart.”
Lin Yu, Wang Hongjun, and Li Huaide exchanged glances, laughing very happily.
Only Yang Weimin's face was ashen.
Damn it, you three are a family. You must have discussed it beforehand and are just playing with this fool here.
“Old Li, I'm going back. You stay here and keep an eye on things. Xiaolin has gone all out for the factory. We can't chill him. Give him the highest price.”
Before leaving, Yang Weimin couldn't help but throw a barb at Old Li.
Seeing Yang Weimin leave, Li Huaide took Lin Yu to his office.
“Xiaoyu, I'm only two years older than your father. From now on, I'll call you Xiaoyu.”
Lin Yu smiled and said, “Uncle Li, you should have called me that long ago. Calling you ‘Director’ all the time makes me uncomfortable. It's better to call you uncle.”
Lin Yu wasn't a novice at dealing with people, let alone when Old Li was actively coming to him. He quickly built a rapport.
“You little rascal,” Li Huaide said with a smile, pointing at Lin Yu.
“Xiaoyu, right now, pork with tickets is 7.5 mao a jin, and without tickets, 1.1 yuan a jin. Wild boar meat doesn't require tickets. In the black market, it's 9 mao, but they all sell only the net meat…”
Before Li Huaide finished, Lin Yu waved his hand and said, “Uncle Li, you don't need to give me a high price. Let's just go by the market price. Don't give those with ulterior motives any reason to gossip. It's not worth it.”
As he spoke, Lin Yu pointed in the direction where Yang Weimin left.
When a leader speaks, you need to know what the leader's intention is. Don't wait for the leader to say it themselves.
Sometimes, appropriately interrupting a leader's words is actually better for both the leader and yourself.
“Good boy, I really didn't misjudge you. You have a bright future ahead of you,” Old Li said with a hearty laugh.
Now, he looked at Lin Yu with approval: “Xiaoyu, don't worry. Uncle Li won't shortchange you.”