The script of the Spring Festival Evening program "Zhang San Qi Man" needs 50 words, and then 100 will definitely be added.

Zhang San, what can I say about him? Alas! It's really hard to say

Zhang San is actually a great guy, and I'm afraid it's hard to find another one in the world.

I hunted with a gun for several years, changed my job and went to the place where Zhang San worked. After several months of training at the grassroots level, the unit leader transferred me to the company office-arranged for me to do safety management work. I remember that on the day of registration, Zhang San enthusiastically took me from the personnel department to his department on the same floor. I'm glad you're here. I welcome you on behalf of the whole family. He held my hand and shook it again, which moved me so much that I didn't know what to say.

How many people are there in the general department? Plus me * * * two people. Zhang San said that we generally divide our work. What about you? You are in charge of "internal security", and you are in charge of the security of organs, including the relatives' hospital. I am responsible for the safety production and security work of "external insurance" and grass-roots units directly under and below. Of course, we have a division of labor, and we have to cooperate. There are many things in this stall, which is not easy to manage! I said: I learn more from you. You're welcome. You too! Zhang San hurriedly gave a hand and said modestly.

In the future cooperation, we get along quite well. Zhang San is enthusiastic and talkative. He took me to the public security bureau, fire brigade, transportation bureau, neighborhood Committee and other relevant government administrative departments where I was, and told the person in charge or manager there that I was his right-hand man. He and I took a bus to the county company under our jurisdiction, to the basic warehouse station, and told the heads of those units to fully cooperate with them to do a good job. He also said that I could take charge of the daily affairs for him. This also makes me very excited.

In our line of work, we are busy and often run around. We are all fine, without any complaints, and do our work in a down-to-earth manner. I don't have much ambition, but driven by Zhang San, I have to follow him. Because of his "procrastination", our duo are often praised by local relevant departments and superior departments!

However, it is not easy and complicated to do our security work, and sometimes it is not good-looking to lose money. You are like a thief, and it seems to be more and more rampant in the past twenty years. The office is connected with the family courtyard, and the people coming and going are very complicated. The thief didn't write "thief" on his back. No wonder the guards are not strict, so the thief visited the family courtyard and even the office several times. In this way, the first to be criticized is the Security Section. There will inevitably be some minor disturbances at the grassroots level below. Even if part of it is my responsibility, Zhang San always bears it. He got all the criticism and bonus deduction. I went to the leader. Manager Zhang San said he was the section chief, and he had the final say.

I told my wife these things. My wife said that Zhang San is good for everyone.

Any employee in the company accepts his daughter-in-law, marries his daughter or marries himself. Zhang San likes to join in the fun. He helps people give advice, arrange vehicles, contact restaurants and help buy things that are not easy to buy. After being busy, he is very active. Also, after Zhang San arrived, the atmosphere was very lively He can tease, tease, and mobilize people who eat wine to "make trouble." To some extent, he can get the net. So everyone invited Zhang San early-he simply became a professional in happy events.

If anyone dies, Zhang San will come out to help. Arrange to borrow funeral tents, contact bands, contact crematoriums, help choose cemeteries, inform relatives and friends of the deceased, dispatch vehicles, and so on. He arranged these things methodically. He is indispensable to the wake at night. Just play cards if you have nothing to do. As for Zhang San, he is famous for "losing the emperor". However, he doesn't care about other people's games and never defaults.

Oh, Zhang San also took me out and gave me an "official"-"mourning the captain" The so-called funeral is that several people put the body into a paper coffin and then carry the paper coffin onto a four-ring hearse with the paper coffin. When they arrive at the crematorium, they carry it from the hearse to the crematorium by hand. Even if they finish the task, they don't have to carry it on their shoulders like in the countryside. I have been "mourning the captain" for more than ten years, and I will never do it again. Until the year before last, I lifted a person I didn't want to lift the most. Therefore, with Zhang San present, the funeral of the family of the deceased will be decent.

If Zhang San knows who is in the hospital, he will definitely go to whose bed, send a bunch of flowers, say hello and tell a few jokes. Be good when you go to the maternity ward.

At work, if the company is in trouble with a local administrative department because of something, the best mediator is Zhang San, who can really "make great achievements" when he goes. I really don't know how he has such a great skill.

Once, a young employee of the company and some friends went to the ballroom and had a friction with two dancers who were equally young, and the other party suffered a little loss. He threatened to fuck him when he left. The young worker was frightened and had to ask Zhang San for help. Zhang Sanyi heard this man and knew that he had met a tough guy. Not a member of the underworld, but also a person who goes in and out of prison. He has a group of brothers, and they say they won't make trouble, and they say they can't make trouble. This guy got into trouble and ran away. Even the police couldn't do anything about him.

But Zhang San has his own way. He has many friends, often eats and drinks together, and likes to help others. Zhang San did not come forward, but after Zhang San's mediation, it was put to rest.

Don't think that Zhang San will be "perfect" just because I say yes, which is all wet. I hate him to death sometimes.

Zhang San is too uncontrollable.

Let's talk about smoking. He is addicted to cigarettes. Don't look at his teeth, just grab his hand and have a look. The forefinger and middle finger of those two hands smoked like bacon. Some people say that Zhang San smokes only once a day, so he smokes less. Is it not just a cigarette? Who knows that Zhang San's first cigarette is almost a cigarette end, so he will light a second cigarette, and when the second cigarette is almost smoked, he will light a third cigarette. At this rate, of course, he only needs to light the lighter once. So Zhang San doesn't smoke much, at least three packs a day. These three packs are not good cigarettes either. Inferior. Sometimes people give good cigarettes, such as "hibiscus king", and Zhang San will go to a small shop to change them, one pack for several packs. Sometimes? He has two packs of cigarettes on him, one good for the guests and the other bad for himself.

I said to Zhang San, can't you smoke less? He doesn't care. I said your lungs will be smoked. Zhang San patted his chest. Don't you think I'm fine?

And drinking. Zhang San is a heavy drinker, and he is not drunk after drinking three Jin of white wine. His drinking capacity beat many people. The company has contact with the local government, so it is essential to invite people to drink. When meeting the other player, the company released the "dark horse" Zhang San to accompany him. He can drink and persuade wine, and the order to persuade wine is the same. What do you mean by "deep feelings, one mouthful stew (drink)", "shallow feelings, one mouthful lick", "when feelings are not in place, glasses kneel" and "when feelings are in place, one cup after another". Persuade people to pour cups into their mouths. Finally, he said that he would "gargle" with beer. When the waitress came to pour wine, Zhang San stopped her again. "Miss, you want to' tilt the door' and' the cup wall is dirty'", which made the young lady almost angry. So, Zhang San demonstrated that with a beer bottle in one hand and a beer cup in the other, the beer flowed down the wall of the beer cup, and the beer was full. Unlike others, who seem to have poured a full glass, the result is a little beer and half a glass of foam. In this way, the young lady smiled and everyone laughed. Zhang San tried to accompany the guests to drink, so that the guests were happy and satisfied, so that the guests finally didn't know the southeast and northwest. When they saw the lady, they called grandma. But Zhang San's face doesn't change color and his heart doesn't jump.

When the superior comes, we should also have a competition at the dinner table. Sometimes companies can't take advantage of formal occasions, but the benefits of good wine companies are great. So, Zhang San appeared. Zhang San drank too much and tried to talk him into drinking. After drinking, the other party repeatedly exaggerated three. Zhang San has a bright future. As a result, the company achieved its goals in terms of financial allocation, product indicators, personnel transfer and equipment purchase. Then followed by the second and third rounds, the climax was repeated, and the plot became more and more beautiful. It's the waitress who is not good-looking. By twelve o'clock at night, their stomachs were so hungry that they almost stuck to their backs.

Zhang San often goes out to study and check his work, and inevitably clinks glasses. At first, I was hypocritical and gentle, and I lost it bit by bit. He also said that he was drunk after drinking this cup today. People are determined to dump this guest and try their best to fool Zhang San. After a few drinks, Zhang San seems a little drunk. At this time, Zhang San asked the master to change a big glass and "borrow flowers to offer Buddha". First cup, thank the host for his hospitality. Fuck! The second cup, I made friends when I first arrived at your place. Fuck! The third cup, welcome to visit us in the future, fuck! The fourth cup ... hey, why is there no one on the other side? Looking under the table, the other person is snoring against the foot of the table. In this way, people know the power of Zhang San.

Later, relevant local departments, superior departments, brothers in the system and subordinate departments all knew that our company had a Zhang San who could drink a lot.

Zhang San not only drinks wine that he doesn't pay for, but also drinks wine that he pays for. It is impossible to accompany guests to dinner. Zhang San just drinks his own loose grain wine. Two cups for breakfast, three cups for lunch and four cups for dinner. At night 12 o'clock, he will go to the stall on the side street, grab some chicken feet, pinch some peanuts, order a plate of pork intestines, and have a snack again. Two cups are indispensable. Anyway, he drinks more than a catty a day. Some people say that Zhang San's wine will be brought by train. Zhang San listened, gnome male-"smile.

I told Zhang San that you can't drink any more. Zhang San said that there is an enzyme in his body that can dissolve alcohol. It doesn't matter. I said, without that, you will be chronically poisoned. What about Zhang San? Laugh it off. His wife also advised him, and he didn't take it seriously. My wife is angry. Zhang San was kind enough to persuade him. And wrote a guarantee. I won't drink liquor tomorrow. His wife asked the next day that Zhang San really didn't drink white wine-he drank beer. My wife quarreled again, and Zhang San wrote a letter of guarantee. "I won't drink white beer tomorrow", but he drank red wine again. Then write a letter of guarantee, "No liquor, beer or red wine tomorrow". Zhang San actually drinks Shanghai's "Huadiao wine", which is rarely drunk in our place. His wife hates him, but he is not allowed to drink. So, Zhang San wrote "I won't drink tomorrow". As a result, he drank "Erguotou" and "tempting". Makes people laugh and cry.

Zhang San also has a hobby, that is, chewing betel nuts. He said chewing betel nut is appetizing and sterilizing. Don't have a little "strength", just order the pesticide "dimethoate", which is enough. Seeing that his mouth was full of chewiness and soy sauce was dripping, I spoke again. It is not good to chew betel nut too much, and you will get oral cancer. Zhang San said, don't be scary. I haven't seen a cancer patient yet. According to what you said, no one bought it in that street. I saw Dr. Ma from the Health Bureau and the Municipal Hospital chewing betel nuts. I have nothing to say. So, while chewing betel nut, Zhang San muttered "Betel nut on the big tree, whoever climbs up first will try it first ...". In this way, Zhang San doesn't chew betel nuts very much every day, just like smoking, three packs a day.

Zhang San also has the habit of drinking tea. This kind of tea should be impeccable, and correct medicine also says that drinking tea properly is good for health. But Zhang San also drank too much. In his oversized transparent plastic travel cup, the tea leaves are not placed with three fingers, but with five fingers. The result is that the cup is half tea and half water. That tea is as strong as cow urine. He can't clear his cup when drinking tea. The tea stain on the top of the cup is sallow. I call it a urinal. I said, Zhang San, it's good for you to drink tea. But the two extremes met. Drinking too much theophylline is still harmful to people. But Zhang San said I made a mountain out of a molehill.

To tell the truth, Zhang San still adopted or listened to my opinion in other aspects, but these details of his life made me very upset.

It was not me or his wife who finally cleaned up Zhang San's bad habits, but the doctor and himself, but it was too late. Just after his 45th birthday, Zhang San told me that he was not feeling well. I said you should see a doctor. He said, it doesn't matter. I said, not careful! He said it's okay. Two days later, he and I drove the van assigned by the company to our department. On the way back to a county company for inspection, I was driving, and a young man from Zhang Sanhe County sat in the back. Zhang San, who is usually laughing and laughing, said nothing today, and I made fun of him. How did you do today? He said his chest hurts, so I said go to the hospital quickly. But before I finished speaking, Zhang San fainted. The young people in the same car helped him. What about me? I drove very fast, ran several red lights in the city and rushed to the hospital like lightning. Zhang San's life was saved temporarily. After some examination, the two words that appeared in front of my eyes were the last thing I wanted to see, and it was in the irreversible late stage. "Chemotherapy", "radiotherapy" and surgical treatment were of no help. It hurts my heart like two bright red knives. But I can't tell Zhang San. Zhang San's wife is red in tears, but she is serious when she wants to see Zhang San. The doctor told Zhang San that your illness is not serious and you should cooperate with us for treatment, okay? Zhang San said, ok. The doctor says you should give up your bad habits. Is it that serious? Zhang San still has deep feelings for the habit of following him for many years. The doctor's attitude was firm and Zhang San fell silent.

Zhang San takes an injection and medicine in the hospital every day, which is the best medicine! For a person who has never been to the hospital, Zhang San's life is like a year.

What about me? I have to deal with my daily work every day and take time to see him. One day, I saw Zhang San smoking in the toilet, and his face sank. I can't help it, just this once. Zhang San almost begged. But I still took the rest of his cigarettes. Zhang San said that if I don't get sick, I won't get sick. Why am I so sad when I am sick? I can only casually say, how can people eat whole grains so as not to get sore and get sick?

After living for more than ten days, Zhang San couldn't hold back in the hospital, clamoring for discharge. The doctor saw that Zhang San was already in this situation. Now that he was a little more stable, he agreed to Zhang San's request. Go out for a few days and come back. Zhang San readily promised. I thought, I will come again, I will come to see you! He said goodbye happily.

Go home, Zhang San feels at ease. His wife has always relied on him, eating three meals a day and carefully nursed back to health. He has never seen his wife so gentle. However, he still feels weak and heavy. When he went to the office, he was kind to tables, chairs, computers and simple garbage baskets. He turned on the computer and saw the photos taken by others that he was proud of. Now he is bored for the first time. What's bothering you? He can't say anything. I want to check my recent work, and he feels satisfied with all the things reflected, saying that it's hard for me. Walking around the office, he felt guilty because every leader and worker greeted him. No one expected that Zhang San would say goodbye to his relatives, leaders and colleagues in his place of work and life.

Zhang San was taken to the hospital by ambulance again.

The doctor didn't have much time to see Zhang San, so he had to show his cards on the table. Zhang San seems a little prepared, but he is still shocked. The instinct to survive, he also wants to seize a life-saving straw. Can you still operate? The doctor shook his head. Still can ... still can ... The doctor can only shake his head helplessly. Zhang San was completely disappointed. Strong, he finally shed tears Like a condemned man, he only waited until the day of execution. If he died today, he might be better off. And this is not far away, but I don't know which day it is, and every minute of him is suffering.

Zhang San is regretting. Why didn't I listen to you in the first place? How much I didn't want to leave you and the world. Alas! It's good to be alive. Why do I drink so much wine? The company won't call me a meritorious drinker. Alas, alas! I'm stupid! I can't comfort or persuade you that everything at this time is unnecessary. We just looked at each other silently. He cried. I cried.

On this day, Zhang San called me, and my ear was stuck to his mouth. I still didn't hear his hard and vague words: wine, wine. I looked at him. He looks greedy. Let me meet his wife. His wife nodded slightly. I put a spoon in Zhang San's mouth, which was quite difficult to open and close, and flowed down his mouth. Zhang San is very satisfied Laughed.

In the evening, Zhang San looked at me blankly, as if he wanted to say something but couldn't say it. I think I can help him take care of his broken home sometimes. I think I will burn a wick on his grave in the future. What are you still thinking? Can I not go? He looked at his wife and children again, and there was a sense of guilt in his affectionate eyes. What crime? Relatives want to keep him, and he doesn't want to leave, but Judge Yan has thrown the token on the ground, and there is no place for him among the dead.

Zhang San finally left. Did not leave a word.

On the mourning hall, there is a photo of three humors. Usually people laugh when they see this photo of him, but now people all hang their heads. He is usually in charge of the funeral, but now someone else is serving him. I, an "official" who was "mourned for the captain" by Zhang Sanfeng, actually wore white gloves to "lift" my good colleague and friend for twenty years. I swear, I will never "mourn the captain" again.

I regret that my advice to Zhang San was too soft. If you are strong and decisive ... alas, there is no if!

Suddenly I remembered a sentence from Zhang San: How nice it is to be alive. Yes, how nice it is to be alive! But don't remember until Zhang San remembers.