Zhao Juhua's cooking skills are indeed slightly better.

After all, she comes from a family of royal chefs and has received systematic cooking training. Naturally, her cooking skills are not comparable to those of Ma Xiangxiu, who comes from a wild background.

After they finished competing, Yang Jun went to work.

It was almost nine o'clock when we arrived at the factory.

Today is the press conference for the success of mushroom cultivation. If Mr. Zhao hadn't suddenly visited, Yang Jun would have come to the factory long ago.

As soon as they entered the factory, Wang Erwa came forward anxiously.

"Let me tell you, Lao Yang, you are really big-hearted. The more critical the moment comes, the more you fall off the chain."

Wang Erwa took Yang Jun's arm and said, "Tell me, did you torment your younger siblings again this morning?"

"Your uncle's..."

Yang Jun laughed and scolded him, then pointed at the people everywhere and said, "You have no control over your foul mouth. There are so many reporters today. Aren't you afraid that this will get out and discredit our steel rolling mill?"

Wang Erwa rolled her eyes and said indifferently,

"What are you afraid of? It's not me who is embarrassed anyway."

Yang Jun glared at him and said angrily: "You are so talkative, so you can host today's publicity meeting."

"Hey, I would like to host it. The key is do you agree?"

Yang Jun glared at him and was too lazy to pay attention to this guy.

Such a huge success in mushroom cultivation not only caused a sensation in newspapers and radio stations throughout the 49 cities, but also heard that people from various units came to visit and study.

People from various industries are also coming to visit this time. In particular, the agricultural department has specially organized an agricultural inspection team to visit and study.

Now there are a lot of people in the factory. These people are just reporters from the front station and inspectors from various units. The leaders and inspection teams behind have not arrived yet.

Naturally, Yang Jun, as the director of the steel rolling mill, could not miss such a grand occasion.

In the words of Wang Erwa, he wants to host the press conference, but the key is that he is not qualified.

The two of them chatted and laughed all the way to the door of the mushroom cultivation warehouse.

The press conference was held here. Last night, Wang Erwa set up a stage at the entrance of the warehouse for her speech.

Now that the stage has been set up, there is a long table on it, and the tea cups are placed on the table, waiting for the leaders to take their seats.

There were two rows of people from the security department standing at the door of the warehouse. They received orders that no one was allowed to enter before the press conference was held.

Of course, except Yang Jun and Wang Erwa.

Yang Jun lifted the curtain and bent down to get into the greenhouse.

He wanted to take another look at the mushroom to avoid making mistakes.

The mushrooms are growing very well, and the strings of mushrooms are particularly attractive.

If it hadn't been for the workers to visit on the day of the press conference, these mushrooms would have been served on the table long ago.

Today, Liang Shan wore a brand new Chinese tunic suit and stood there awkwardly with a few people who had been working with him.

Liangshan would definitely not be willing to buy this kind of ready-made clothes. It was obvious that Qian Jiajia had prepared them for her.

Whether things between him and Qian Jiajia can work out depends on today. He looked extremely nervous.

Yang Jun looked at the mushrooms for a while and felt good about it, so he walked up to Liang Shan, patted him on the shoulder and asked.

"nervous?"

"not nervous."

Liang Shan said with a straight face.

Yang Jun smiled when he saw this.

"It's weird if you're not nervous. As a factory director, I'm nervous, let alone you."

"Director, to be honest, I'm so nervous right now."

Liang Shan said with a grimace: "I'm not nervous about mushroom cultivation, but I'm nervous about Jiajia and me. Hey..."

"What's the use of being nervous? You've done what you have to do, and the rest is up to God."

Yang Jun patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't think about anything now. You may need to go on stage to give a speech later, so prepare yourself."

"Ah? You want to go on stage to give a speech?" Liang Shan exclaimed.

"If you don't go up, why don't I?" Yang Jun glared at him.

Yang Jun thought there was something wrong with this guy's head.

He was so idle that it ached. If it hadn't been for him and Qian Jiajia, would he, an industrial director, have left work at the steel rolling mill to engage in agriculture?

Since you don't want the credit, don't blame me for not helping.

"Okay, seeing how cowardly you are, I won't embarrass you anymore. Just look at my eyes and act later."

It was still some time before ten o'clock, so he followed Wang Erwa to the gate to greet the gods.

The leading cadres of all departments in the factory were mobilized. This matter was a matter of great importance to the honor of the steel rolling mill. None of them dared to relax and devoted themselves to the work wholeheartedly.

Wang Erwa emphasized the importance of this publicity conference many times at the meeting, and would not be lenient if anyone was holding back.

So, they all looked very nervous.

Now the guests who came to visit the promotional meeting were arriving one after another. Yang Jun and Wang Erwa stood at the door to socialize.

At this time, Yang Jun saw Xu Damao playing with a colorful flag and waved to him to come forward.

"Director, you have something to say."

Xu Damao ran over and said with a smile on his face.

Yang Jun raised his head and glanced at him.

This guy is estimated to be 1.85 meters tall, and you have to look up to talk to him.

Yang Jun rolled his eyes. Don't you know my neck is tired?

He pressed it slightly with his hand.

Xu Damao understood immediately. As soon as he bent down, he immediately turned into a prawn shape.

Yang Jun looked down at him and said calmly: "Da Mao, go to the guest house to hurry up and see how the food in the cafeteria is being prepared. Make sure nothing goes wrong."

"Okay, director, I'll go over and take a look right away."

Yang Jun waved his hand and said: "Go."

Xu Damao responded, turned around and ran towards the guest house.

The guest house is not far away, right next to the steel rolling mill, just a few minutes' walk.

Looking at Xu Damao's retreating figure, Wang Erwa said to Yang Jun,

"Lao Yang, you still have a very good eye for judging people. This Xu Damao is quite easy to use."

After hearing this, Yang Jun snorted and said with a smile,

"It's easy to use, but it can't be reused. Remember, this person will only reach the top position at most. Don't promote him again."

Wang Erwa listened, thought for a moment, nodded and said,

"In terms of looking at people, I am indeed not as good as you, so I just listen to you and let him stay in this position for the rest of his life."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The two chatted while welcoming the distinguished guests.

Guo Caocao, their immediate boss, also came.

Yang Jun exchanged a few pleasantries, told Wang Erwa, and got into Guo Caochang's car and entered the factory.

After getting off the car, the two went directly to the warehouse where the mushrooms were grown.

Yang Jun took him to visit the mushrooms first so that he could have a good idea of ​​what they were.

Coming out of the warehouse, the two of them came to a deserted place.

"You did a good job this time, and my face is bright too." Guo Caocao said with satisfaction.

"It's because of Uncle Guo's good leadership and the efforts of the people below that the mushrooms were cultivated." Yang Jun explained.

When he mentioned the people below, Uncle Guo's expression changed.

He snorted coldly and said: "Don't mention that beam to me..."

"Liangshan." Yang Jun said.

"Yes, that's Liangshan. You and I know very well what happened to the successful cultivation of mushrooms. I don't know what you think, but you even arranged for him to speak on stage. Do you think it's appropriate?"

Faced with Uncle Guo's accusation, Yang Jun could only choose to admit his mistake.

"Uncle Guo, I'm sorry. I didn't think well. This credit should not belong to an individual, but to all employees of our steel rolling mill."

"Well, that's right."

Uncle Guo seemed to feel that the tone of his words just now was too serious, so he patted him on the shoulder and said,
To be continued...