Chapter 435

He wanted to make Cao Weiguo lose all face and suffer the ultimate humiliation of being ridiculed by others.

"Ding! Monthly check-in successful!"

"Obtained Taizu Long Fist!"

The ethereal and pleasant sound rang out, and Cao Weiguo squeezed the newspaper in surprise.

Taizu Long Fist: It is said to have been passed down by Emperor Taizu of Song, who used this skill to conquer the world for the Song Dynasty. The boxing technique was passed down to later generations, establishing the Taizu Sect, known as Taizu Boxing.

Ming Dynasty's Qi Jiguang wrote in "New Book of Effective Discipline": "In ancient and modern boxing, Emperor Taizu of Song had thirty-two styles of Long Fist."

Obtaining this boxing technique further improved his own combat power.

It's just a pity that these skills have no place to be used.

The life he longs for is one of luxury and pleasure, not fighting and killing.

Just as Cao Weiguo was daydreaming about a beautiful life, a logistics officer came to notify him of a meeting.

In the conference room, Deputy Factory Director Li gave his usual long-winded opening speech.

After he was satisfied, he began to assign tasks to various departments.

Immediately after, the directors of each department reported their excellent work results in turn.

Cao Weiguo didn't show excessive modesty and reported his work achievements truthfully.

In short, the situation was excellent, and the construction cause was flourishing.

Director Feng of the Procurement Department was glowing, having Cao Weiguo as a capable general.

The procurement tasks were over-fulfilled, and there was even a surplus in the warehouse.

This month, Cao Weiguo had Lu Jin Peng come to deliver goods seven times.

Mainly supplying vegetables, pork, and pig offal.

To avoid conflicts with procurement officers from other units.

The supplies Cao Weiguo procured from various villages were actually not many.

But every time he transported them back to the rolling mill, Cao Weiguo would mix in a large amount of private goods.

These private goods were mostly meat, eggs, chicken, duck, and fish. The factory was too happy to ask questions.

Regarding the accounts, Cao Weiguo, Director Feng, and Bai Lijuan worked together, naturally making them seamless.

Being able to make money and complete tasks, no one suffered, and no one was unhappy.

It was precisely because of this that the food at the Red Star Rolling Mill was top-notch.

The workers ate well and were motivated, and the output soared.

This made Deputy Factory Director Li, who was in charge of the work, receive many commendations, and he couldn't stop grinning.

According to this situation, Deputy Factory Director Li's promotion was just around the corner.

When the leader does well, the subordinates also benefit.

Cao Weiguo's allowances and benefits increased quite a bit.

Song Yulan also benefited and was promoted to a clerk ahead of schedule.

This kind of rapid promotion made the animals in the Sihe Academy green with envy.

Seeing Cao Weiguo's life getting better and better.

Yi Zhonghai was so hateful that his face became ferocious.

He almost crushed the parts in his hands.

Why did he work hard but suffer so much?

Why did he rack his brains but suffer injustice?

Why was he morally noble but lonely and helpless?

Instead, Cao Weiguo, this despicable villain, was enjoying life.

Heaven!

How unfair you are!

Qin Huairu's eyes were red with jealousy.

She felt that Song Yulan had snatched her things.

According to her bizarre thoughts: She would become the mistress of the Cao family.

Everything Song Yulan possessed should be hers.

Song Yulan's man is hers!

The food Song Yulan eats is hers!

The clothes Song Yulan wears are hers!

The sewing machine Song Yulan uses is hers!

The small leather shoes Song Yulan wears are hers!

Song Yulan's job position should also be hers!

Why hasn't this stinking woman Song Yulan rolled away yet!

Jealousy makes people unrecognizable, and Qin Huairu fits this situation perfectly.

Listening to the discussions of the fellow workers around, Qin Huairu's heart felt like it was being twisted by a knife.

Various poisonous schemes and thoughts emerged in her mind.

She wanted to make Cao Weiguo infatuated.

She wanted to make Song Yulan end up on the streets.

Everything in the Cao family is mine, Qin Huairu's!

No one can take it away!

Logistics Department

A group of female colleagues enthusiastically surrounded Song Yulan.

Think about how much energy they spent to get promoted.

Look at Song Yulan's promotion, it was light and smooth.

This is the gap between having connections and not having them.

"Yulan, you are really blessed."

"Now both of you are official employees."

"Director Cao is a section-level official, and you have also become a clerk."

"Then the monthly income of the two of you is almost equal to my salary for more than half a year!"

"Then you must be eating meat every day!"

The colleagues were chatting noisily, and Yu Haitang, who happened to pass by, was full of depression.

Since eating roast duck with Cao Weiguo, she had invited Cao Weiguo several times but was rejected.

Perhaps Cao Weiguo was really too busy.

Perhaps Song Yulan was watching too closely.

She absolutely didn't believe that her charm was not enough.

According to Cao Weiguo's aesthetic standards, Yu Haitang was young, beautiful, and looked good.

But he was really too busy and couldn't spare himself.

There was Song Yulan at home, Bai Lijuan outside, and Su Mei came to find him from time to time.

Besides these, there were things about making money, and he had to send back goods every few days.

From time to time, he had to go to the countryside, and occasionally he would stroll through the pigeon market at night.

The things didn't sound like much, but when put together, they were a lot.

This was getting further and further away from the salted fish life he planned.

Now he was almost becoming a catfish!

Swimming and swimming non-stop!

This made Cao Weiguo start thinking of ways to reduce the pressure.

Go to the pigeon market less.

Reduce the number of trips to the countryside.

The plan for shipping goods also needs to be improved.

Relax when you should relax.

The body is the capital of revolution.