Chapter 196: Pig Farm Establishment 2.0

This written report was a bit of a test of Zhang Ping'an's political literacy and literary foundation; while ensuring everyone got their fair share of credit, he still had to highlight the key points. Once finished, he had to let Wu Qiang look it over—he was, after all, an old fox who had served under two regimes.

Upon returning to the Third Section, Zhang Ping'an began organizing his thoughts, first determining the overall framework and then filling in and revising it. Zhang Ping'an spent the entire afternoon here.

The next morning, Zhang Ping'an took the work he was quite satisfied with and found Wu Qiang.

"Qiang Ge, please take a look for me."

"Sure."

Ever since Zhang Ping'an became a Section Chief, he had had Wu Qiang look over many reports of this nature, so he was already familiar with the routine.

"Hmm, not bad, there's progress, but it's still a bit green." Wu Qiang wrote, drew, circled, and dotted on it.

"Revise it according to this. It's best to leave a few typos behind, too, so the leaders have room to show their stuff."

"High, truly high."

Zhang Ping'an took it, looked it over, and gave a thumbs up. It was clearly the same meaning, but the way he phrased it just made people feel comfortable hearing it; he was truly a veteran of two regimes.

"Hmm~ you still have a lot to learn."

"Yes, yes, yes." Zhang Ping'an very cooperatively lit a cigarette for him.

Zhang Ping'an took the report back and rewrote it. Reading it over again, it was indeed much smoother. This was the wisdom of officialdom; it had to be learned.

"Hmm~ not bad." Li Huaide looked at Zhang Ping'an's written report and nodded with satisfaction.

Time flew by, and a week passed in the blink of an eye. The three hundred mu of land outside the Rolling Mill was already lush and verdant.

"Hiss~" Nie Haiquan and a group of factory leaders finally believed it after seeing it with their own eyes. Soon, the bigwigs from the Ministry of Heavy Industry also came down to inspect, among whom was Li Huaide's father-in-law.

"They say seeing is believing and hearing is doubting, and it's true indeed. Who could have imagined that in just over half a month, a piece of wasteland would become what it is today? This is turning waste into treasure."

Photos had been taken of this wasteland at the start of construction, specifically for this kind of before-and-after comparison.

"Indeed."

"Comrade Huaide, I approve of your previous proposal."

"Yes, this Pig Farm must be built, and it must be built immediately." With the facts laid out before them, they couldn't help but believe it.

"Yes, you all must give more responsibility to this young comrade who first proposed the farming idea."

"Minister Xu is right. I also have an impression of this young comrade; he is that Zhang Ping'an who spoke of not competing with the people for profit," Lv Aimin also said.

"So that's how it is."

What an honor it was to be remembered by two Ministers, both principal and deputy. The group of factory leaders was full of envy toward Zhang Ping'an.

Of course, Zhang Ping'an was not here at this moment; as a mere little Section Chief, he didn't have the qualifications to show his face in front of a group of bigwigs.

Zhang Ping'an did not yet know he had been nominated by two major Ministers, but Li Huaide had long hinted that the position of Logistics Deputy Director was his.

Inside a private room at the Rolling Mill Canteen, one principal and two deputy factory directors were accompanying a group of heavy industry leaders for a meal.

"Hmm~ this Sichuan Cuisine is very authentic."

"This Lu Cuisine is also very genuine. Old Nie, your factory really is full of hidden talents."

"Hahaha, Minister Lv, Minister Xu, as long as it suits your tastes. Come to think of it, the ones cooking are a father and son, the third-grade He Daqing and his son, the fifth-grade He Yuzhu."

"Oh? Then that is truly a family tradition." Lv Aimin kept the name of the Sichuan chef, He Yuzhu, in his heart.

That's right, Lv Aimin was the Great Leader from the show, the Great Leader who loved Sichuan Cuisine. If it weren't for the crowd, he probably would have called Shazhu over to meet him.

"Minister Xu, Minister Lv, eat, please eat."

The atmosphere at the dining table was very harmonious, and everyone was somewhat excited. If this Rolling Mill Pig Farm could be successfully established, then other steel mills could try to promote it as well.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, the three factory directors finally saw off the leaders from the Ministry of Heavy Industry, and a Factory Committee meeting was convened immediately that afternoon.

"Does anyone have any thoughts regarding Comrade Zhang Ping'an?" Seeing that no one was speaking, Nie Haiquan had to call on someone:

"Huaide, Comrade Ping'an is a Section Chief in your logistics department. As the supervising leader, you should be more familiar with him. Tell us your thoughts."

"Factory Director, since you asked, I will speak. I suggest letting Comrade Zhang Ping'an serve as the Logistics Deputy Director and also as the director of the Pig Farm," Li Huaide said, getting straight to the point.

Li Huaide's proposal caused an uproar among the factory leaders present. Everyone now knew that this soon-to-be-built Pig Farm was a sweet deal, and they all wanted their own people to serve as the director.

"Hmm, let me state my own thoughts first. This planting and farming plan was proposed by your logistics department. By rights, it is most appropriate for Comrade Ping'an to serve as the director, but wouldn't he be too young? After all, he is only twenty-six this year."

The Logistics Deputy Director was already a Deputy Division Level Cadre. The Pig Farm would certainly be a division-level unit. Having a Deputy Division Level like Zhang Ping'an serve as director would be a case of a high position being filled by a low-ranking person, but this was generally used for the transition phase of a cadre.

If that were the case, Zhang Ping'an could be promoted to a Division Chief within two years, which clearly didn't quite meet the promotion requirements.

"Factory Director, these were all proposed by Zhang Ping'an alone; it is most appropriate for him to execute them. Besides, our two Ministers both told us to give Zhang Ping'an more responsibility. We can't just give him a nominal title, right?"

As soon as Li Huaide finished speaking, everyone looked at him in surprise, not understanding why he was willing to give all the credit to Zhang Ping'an when the two were neither relatives nor friends.

"Hmm, what you say, Huaide, is not without reason. It was I who was timid. Alright, everyone, state your own views."

Nie Haiquan had almost made the final decision, and with Li Huaide's all-out support, who would look for trouble? Naturally, it passed unanimously.

The biggest share had already been taken by Li Huaide, so the other positions at the Pig Farm naturally had to be distributed to the other leaders. After some final discussion, everyone got the results they wanted.

The Pig Farm would have one principal director and two deputies, with departments underneath such as the Factory Office, Finance, Personnel, Sales, Logistics, and Production Director. Though the sparrow is small, it has all the vital organs. The number of employees was tentatively set at one hundred.

The next day, Zhang Ping'an received the news of his promotion. He hadn't expected Li Huaide to be so effective—not only Logistics Deputy Director, but also the director of the Pig Farm. In the future, he would at least be a Division Chief.

No, since Comrade Li was so effective, he had to show his appreciation. Zhang Ping'an picked and chose in his space, finally selecting tea leaves, Honey, Tiger Penis Wine, and a soft-shelled turtle—all things Li Huaide couldn't refuse.

That evening, Zhang Ping'an carried the items to Li Huaide's home. Li Huaide was not surprised by Zhang Ping'an's arrival.

"Ping'an is here. Sit. Don't bring things next time."

"Sure." Zhang Ping'an also smiled and agreed. It was all just polite talk; if you took it seriously, you were small-minded, your perspective was too narrow.

"Li Ge, is your wife not home?"

"No, she's pregnant and is at her father's house exchanging experiences with my sister-in-law."

"In that case... Li Ge, how about I show you a trick? I learned a little from He Dage."

"Sure, I'll have my brother bring a chicken over." Li Huaide looked at the soft-shelled turtle and was also very tempted.

"That's even better. Then I'll go ahead and prepare this turtle."

"Good, thank you for your hard work."

Not even ten minutes later, Xu Baisheng came over carrying the prepared rooster, and he was also astonished when he saw the soft-shelled turtle shell in Zhang Ping'an's hands.

"Ping'an, this old turtle must have some years on it, right?"

"Mm, seven or eight years at least. Brother Xu, you must have a good taste of your little brother's cooking later."

"Hahaha, deal."