Chapter 1175: Time passes so quickly

"What's wrong? What's with that look?"

Cheng Kaiyuan waved his hand with a smile, lit a cigarette himself, and signaled to his secretary, Zhang Shicheng, that he didn't need to hover here.

He looked at Cen Fuyao, who was sitting opposite him, and asked: "Did the work report not go smoothly, or did you hit a wall with Director Li?"

"It is normal for the leader to be concerned about United Industry. It is my ability that is insufficient and my level that is average."

Cen Fuyao said this insincere sentence, which made Cheng Kaiyuan, sitting opposite, feel happy in his heart.

Li Xuewu cooperated with Li Huai to launch two major projects at the Red Star Factory initially: one was the Third Industry, and the other was United Industry.

The Third Industry had only one management agency. Although many parties participated in personnel, no matter how much money or equipment you invested, you were only given dividend shares.

The advantages of independent operation, independent finance, and sole responsibility for profits and losses were small scale, few restrictions, and rapid development.

United Industry was mainly composed of joint-venture enterprises, with management rights and responsibilities divided according to shares and the nature of the joint venture.

The functions of the management agency were more inclined toward service and organizational coordination, while rights such as operation, finance, and personnel were in the hands of the branch factories under its management.

As production units, compared to the Beijing Third Industry, the "carriage" of the Steel City United Industry was not easy to drive.

United Industry had a larger scale, more independent subordinate units, and a broader space for expansion.

From the perspective of equity and management direction, the equity of the Third Industry was concentrated in the management office, and the rights and responsibilities were also in the management office.

The equity of United Industry was in the branch factories, so the corresponding rights and responsibilities were also in the branch factories.

Wang Yuzheng had the power to manage all enterprises within the Third Industry with one pen, but Cen Fuyao couldn't do that.

For the motorcycle manufacturing factory, the joint-venture shareholders also included the Beijing Credit Cooperative, so there were cadres from the credit cooperative in the factory's finance department.

For the food industry's three factories, Wufengxing held shares in two of them, so one could see people from Wufengxing in these two units.

Bus factory, sedan factory, machining factory, etc. —many factories were joint-venture enterprises.

He wanted to intervene in management and exert influence in these factories, doing things according to the old set of ideas.

The result?

The problems were directly fed back by those people to Jing Yunong, who was passing through Steel City on his way back to Beijing.

As soon as he received the news, he followed Jing Yunong's tail to Beijing, wanting to find the leader to explain.

What made his heart go cold was that Li Huai wouldn't see him at all.

Secretary Li Haiyang conveyed the leader's words, telling him to see Deputy Director Li first.

Originally, he was also a person in the administration, and naturally, he knew the organizational structure and the cadres in the administration very well.

But after being away from Beijing for more than a year, no matter how frequent the reports and communication were, there would still be regional alienation and estrangement.

Cen Fuyao wasn't someone who closed his doors to build a cart or ground grain in a silo; he still had some understanding of the Red Star Factory's organizational ecology.

It was just that he had been busy with the personnel layout of United Industry recently, and when he returned to the factory, it seemed everything had changed.

The division of labor among leaders had changed, the people in the administration had changed, and even the office system had changed.

If there were no special reasons, it would be normal for Li Huai not to see him.

Because for cadres at his level, Li Huai rarely received them directly.

According to work procedures, cadres who returned to Beijing to report on their work voluntarily first went to the Management Committee Office to file, and then made an appointment to see the supervising leader.

Finally, according to the supervising leader's opinion, it was judged whether to arrange for him to see more leaders, or the Management Committee Director Li.

This was the regular procedure, but he had returned suddenly, and he was guilty in his heart to begin with, plus that report he submitted...

Li Huai had high organizational quality, and his means of handling work were very clever.

From the fact that he pushed back the report Cen Fuyao submitted without changing a word, and arranged for the secretary to notify him to see Li Xuewu, one could see a glimpse of it.

Who manages United Industry now?

It was managed by Jing Yunong before, but later, as the industrial scale developed and grew, according to the geographical trend, part of the business was handed over to Dong Wenxue.

This time, the division of labor changed, and all of United Industry was handed over to Dong Wenxue, planning for specialized factories according to the plan.

That is, the various branch companies and branch factories mentioned by Li Xuewu.

For example, hardware manufacturing factory, electromechanical manufacturing factory, automobile manufacturing factory, etc.

Unlike the Third Industry, although the United Industry Management Office was handed over to Dong Wenxue, within three years, each branch company and branch factory would be independently divided and operated, and the management office would also hand over rights to the group.

Just like the newly built rolling mill and steel mill, they were all specialized factories and specialized branch companies.

The management structure was upgraded from the current Red Star Rolling Mill to the Red Star Steel Group.

Therefore, Cen Fuyao's supervising leader should be Dong Wenxue.

However, according to the division of production management, as well as Li Huai's layout in personnel work, Cheng Kaiyuan now also had administrative management rights.

Is it chaotic? It's not chaotic.

One is business, one is administration—two different things.

The Management Committee leaders were very clear about what Cen Fuyao was thinking, and his little tricks were also in the eyes of everyone.

The reason no one reminded him or warned him was that the Red Star Factory's current organizational ecology was very complex.

How many people were waiting for him to make a mistake so they could replace him? The factory leaders also had other thoughts.

Dong Wenxue didn't open his mouth or make a move, which meant he still had value to protect and use.

Li Huai's brilliance was reflected here. Who understood what he meant by doing this?

Cen Fuyao, he couldn't see him, because United Industry had a supervising leader, especially during the sensitive period of the Red Star Factory's division of labor adjustment.

The reason he was asked to see Li Xuewu was that Li Xuewu was well-versed in the factory's organizational situation and personnel status.

That United Industry was evolving toward specialized factories was already a nailed-down matter, and Cen Fuyao knew it too.

So he wanted to take advantage of this time to plan for the automobile manufacturing factory and pave the way for himself in the future.

But he didn't have the right to distribute this piece of cake. Now that the cake hadn't even been served on the table, he wanted to reach out. Could the factory allow it?

If it weren't for Dong Wenxue having other arrangements, Li Xuewu would have chopped off his hands long ago.

Sending him to the electronics factory was letting him off easy; he really dared to think about the automobile manufacturing factory.

Ding Zigui, Wang Yuzheng, and others had pondered for a long time. Wang Yuzheng had jumped up and down to clear the relationship with Li Huai, and only then did he get his wish and go to the Third Industry Management Office.

And Ding Zigui took the initiative to contact Li Xuewu and communicate with Dong Wenxue, and was very cooperative in his work.

Where did a Cen Fuyao have the qualifications to layout and pave the way? He wasn't even someone who had gotten on the card table.

This game was laid out by Li Xuewu. Whoever dared to reach out randomly, his little hammer behind his waist wouldn't agree.

Ask Cheng Kaiyuan—as the deputy director of the Red Star Factory Management Committee, did he dare to touch Li Xuewu's cake?

He certainly didn't dare, but he had already gotten on the card table, so he had to play his cards and consider himself.

Therefore, when Cen Fuyao took the initiative to come to his door and said that, he knew it was time to play his cards.

"What kind of thing is this?"

Li Huai pointed to the particularly long trumpet and asked the band leader: "Something this long is also called a suona?"

You couldn't say Old Li didn't understand anything; he even knew it was called a suona, not a trumpet.

But you couldn't say he understood it either, because he couldn't name the difference between this row of big and small trumpets.

"This is a trombone," the leader was a bit nervous, but also very honored. This was a big leader, rarely seen.

So he took the initiative to explain: "Because it's relatively long, it's called a trombone."

"Oh—"

Old Li nodded as if he understood, pointed to another trumpet and asked: "Then it's relatively short, so it's called a short trumpet?"

"Uh—" The leader hesitated for a moment, laughed dryly, pointed to the trumpet next to it and said: "This one is called a short trumpet."

"Then what about this one?"

How thick was Old Li's skin? Even if he made a fool of himself, he could hold on, but you shouldn't be stubborn.

You don't blow it, you don't learn it, you're just listening to a sound. Why ask so many questions?

He wanted to get the Western band instruments bought back from Hong Kong. Just go see them, show concern, and express importance.

No, he insisted on getting to the bottom of that trumpet.

If you met someone sensible, whatever Old Li said, you would nod and say yes. How good that would be, saving everyone trouble.

Even if you said this thing was a short trumpet, when the performance started, could he run onto the stage and ask if you said it wrong?

It seems the grassroots comrades still know too little about leaders who don't understand business at all.

This leader was also a bit of a character, introducing to Li Huai: "This is a trumpet; this one is the short trumpet."

"Oh, this is a trumpet."

I don't know if it was to save face for himself, or if he was really eager to learn and not ashamed to ask, Old Li looked around and caught the biggest trumpet and asked: "Then this is a big trumpet?"

"It can also be called that," the leader pushed the big glasses on his face and emphasized: "But it's generally called a bass horn."

Zhang Li, the deputy section chief of the propaganda section and captain of the literary propaganda team, who was standing not far away, was about to bite her back teeth off.

What a stubborn fool. The leader finally guessed right once, and you had to come up with a bass horn!

Does it matter what it's called?

No wonder he's over forty and still just a cadre; he has no eye for things at all!

"Hahaha—"

Li Xuewu heard the sound of her grinding her teeth, looked at her, and smiled.

Zhang Li was also embarrassed, lowered her head in shame and explained: "It's my fault, I..."

"It's quite good. I didn't know these things either."

Li Xuewu nodded with a light smile and followed Li Huai to the other side to see the acrobatic performance team's report.

Zhang Li glared at the instrument team leader who still didn't know what was going on, pointed at him, and followed them out.

"Acrobatics have had everything since early on," the acrobatics team leader reported: "Like hundred plays, miscellaneous music, song and dance drama, puppet drama, etc., also called miscellaneous drama, miscellaneous play."

Seeing Li Huai was very interested, he pulled the wrinkles on his face, smiled, and introduced: "We were originally from the Peking Opera Troupe, this isn't..."

One look and you could tell this was an old hand in the business. Judging by the situation of the child-training skills of acrobatic practitioners, he absolutely ran this craft before liberation.

Looking at him, he was over forty, and his stage performance experience was very sufficient, but now he was mainly focused on management and teaching.

"It doesn't matter. Once you enter the Red Star Factory, you are family."

Li Huai was willing to deal with such honest people. He didn't like the one who just talked about long and short, big and small.

A trumpet is a trumpet, no matter what shape you change it into!

I gave you face and you called it a trombone; I let you call it a long trumpet. There is no one in the Red Star Factory who dares to call it a trombone, believe it or not!

Of course, Old Li still had a lot of cultivation and wouldn't get angry over a few trumpets.

If you don't watch Western music, aren't there acrobatics and opera?

He smiled and comforted the other party: "Behind closed doors, we are family. You can say anything. What's important is unity and discipline."

Hmm, with these two standards, there's actually nothing to say.

The leader was very sensible and clever. Being recruited by the Red Star Factory at this time already explained many problems.

He took the initiative to introduce: "We can do soft skills, car skills, ventriloquism, bowl-balancing, tightrope walking, and magic tricks."

"If you say increase performance items, we can actually do lion dancing, martial arts performance, and even horse circus."

When the leader talked about his profession, he seemed very articulate and counted on his fingers to report to Li Huai: "Like monkey training, sheep training, bear training, dog training, tiger training..."

"Hahaha—"

Old Li was also amused by his honest appearance, nodded and affirmed to Li Xuewu: "A very simple and honest person."

"Folk artists are both obsessed with and confident in the craft they use to eat."

Li Xuewu smiled and echoed: "Everything is the same. If you don't have confidence, how can you have the qualifications to step onto the stage?"

"You leaders are still cultured," the leader gave a thumbs up very simply, his rough face a bit embarrassed: "We know the meaning, but we just can't say it."

"Hahaha—"

Li Huai liked such people very much—honest, dutiful, sensible, and obedient. It was great that he wouldn't correct the short trumpet and trumpet.

He patted the other party's shoulder and asked in a friendly tone: "Where are you from? The accent sounds not far away?"

"Your ears are still good. I am from our Hebei Province."

Why say he's an old hand? The habits he picked up running the rivers and lakes early on were still there.

You must flatter the other party before answering, and be cautious and keep half of it.

This can also be seen. The status of literary and artistic workers before liberation was low, and the working environment was very bad.

"Lower nine classes," they defined the social hierarchy from their identity.

If you look back, where are those artists later so humble, cautious, and low-key?

It just shows that our society developed later, the era progressed, and gave them more respect.

It's just that some people are not worthy of respect, and artists have become "grandpas."

"The play is greater than the sky"—this sentence means if you don't take the craft you use to eat seriously, you won't have food to eat tomorrow.

Later, when people talk about this, they are purely sticking gold on their own faces. What kind of rotten things haven't they done? They even played "one-finger zen," and didn't they still have the face to go on stage to perform?

That "Green Fan" so-called indefinite withdrawal from the circle—he withdrew a loneliness. One foot was still reluctant to leave.

Li Xuewu still respects literature and art and literary and artistic workers, otherwise he wouldn't have organized the Red Star Factory Literary Propaganda Team.

Also, he took the initiative to raise two opera artists who were wandering the streets. Isn't that also making a contribution to quyi with his own actions?

Preserving the sparks of national quintessence at this time, waiting for the spring to come, sprouting and growing later, and inheriting the classics—is this a contribution?

No need to praise, you don't need to praise him. These are all things Li Xuewu should do.

"Most of the people in our troupe are fellow villagers," the leader introduced with a smile: "We are all martial brothers since childhood, or apprentices."

"This acrobatic performance team originally belonged to the Peking Opera Troupe, and was later split out."

Zhang Li took the initiative to introduce: "The comrades in the troupe mostly come from Hebei Province and Tianjin."

"Hmm, I still have some understanding of this."

Li Huai nodded and introduced to Li Xuewu: "Wuqing, Wuqiao, Su Ning, Baxian are more numerous."

"Very good. I just watched everyone's display and listened to Comrade Guo Qing's introduction. I am very satisfied."

Hearing the leader say this, Zhang Li finally breathed a sigh of relief. She waited for the leader to say a few more words before leading everyone to applaud together.

Everyone came out from the acrobatics performance team and walked toward the quyi team.

On the way, Zhang Li took the initiative to report: "Leader, the literary propaganda team is expanding, and we also need to organize a performance department. Look at our establishment—"

She hesitated and explained with some embarrassment: "Originally, I wanted to report to Director Bu first, but it just happened that you came, so I..."

"Hahaha, so you reported across levels, right?"

Li Huai teased her. Seeing her full of nervousness, he waved his hand and said: "It's a joke, it doesn't matter."

He stopped, stood in the courtyard, and signaled to Li Xuewu beside him: "You can report difficulties and problems directly to Deputy Director Li. This way, they can be solved faster."

"I attach great importance to the literary propaganda team, and you should be able to feel it."

Li Huai's expression gradually became serious: "Asking Deputy Director Li to come forward to coordinate with the city to purchase theaters in Beijing is to provide you with more opportunities and stages."

"Thank you, leader—"

Zhang Li was worthy of being Li Xuewu's soldier. Hearing Li Huai say this, she took the initiative to praise him, and led the crowd who came out behind her to applaud and thank him.

Originally, Li Huai attached great importance to the literary propaganda team, and with such a leader who knew how to handle things, his face could no longer hide his seriousness, and he waved his hand with a smile.

"This literary work is very necessary in the propaganda department."

He carried one hand on his back, and the other hand raised, making gestures to cooperate with his speech: "At the organizational work meeting at the beginning of the year, Comrade Weijie and Xuewu both spoke, right."

"Movies, literature and art, radio, factory newspaper—these are the propaganda positions of the Red Star Factory, and they must shoulder the important mission of cultural propaganda and organizational propaganda."

"Of course, it's not to restrict your work, and it's not to imprison your performance space."

Li Huai turned around and scanned the crowd who had walked out of the building one after another and stood in the courtyard surrounding him.

The literary propaganda team expanded very quickly. At the beginning of the year, it was only three hundred people, and now it was almost five hundred.

If it's the end of the year, a literary propaganda team of five hundred people for a factory of ninety thousand is actually nothing.

It's just that Li Xuewu likes to count on the abacus, not wanting to suffer any losses, and even less wanting to cause trouble for Jing Yunong.

That's why there was the plan for breaking even, and the plan to push literary work to other joint-venture enterprises, and even more to organize literary propaganda work and establish a literary publishing house.

Li Huai knew very well what Zhang Li wanted to say—nothing more than giving the propaganda team more space in terms of establishment.

After all, there are nearly five hundred people, and it's so tight, so it's inevitable that there will be problems with inconvenient management.

His opinion was also very clear, emphasizing the importance of literary work, and also talking about the factory's sorting and arrangement of literary work in the process of group formation.

"Deputy Director Li reported to me the situation of establishing a performance department and a training department. Very good."

Li Huai pointed to Zhang Li and said: "You are now the deputy section chief of the propaganda section, so the literary propaganda team is a deputy section-level unit."

"The organization of the literary propaganda team cannot change, and the professional team it belongs to should not change."

He signaled to Li Xuewu and said: "You can listen to Deputy Director Li's opinion. There is no problem with vertical and horizontal management."

"Now that the performance department is established, five theaters will take turns performing, and you have to undertake the rehearsal of large-scale performances. You can establish performance groups internally."

"Deputy Director Li—"

Li Huai called Li Xuewu to ask: "Look, is this the meaning? Can we give a certain tilt in the establishment?"

"It's a deputy section-level unit, after all," Li Xuewu didn't even need to think carefully before answering: "Build a management system with a stock-level structure as the skeleton, and form a business system with literary cadres as the backbone."

"Comrade Zhang Li—"

Li Huai called the name of the literary propaganda team leader and asked with a smile: "Are you satisfied with Deputy Director Li's explanation?"

"Satisfied, thank you leader, thank you Deputy Director Li," Zhang Li explained with a smile: "It was me who didn't understand..."

"Hey, what did we come here for?"

Li Huai didn't mind her humility and nervousness, smiled, waved his hand and said to the crowd: "The Red Star Factory is a big family. As the head of the family, it's inevitable that there are places I can't take care of."

"Stretch out your palm, the fingers have different lengths, right?"

He knew very well how to mobilize the atmosphere at the scene, and said in a friendly tone: "I still say the same thing: if you have any problems, you can tell me. If you don't understand, you can ask."

"Thank you, leader—"

Under Zhang Li's leadership, everyone gave warm applause again.

They are all literary performance workers. Can't they do the work of "acting"? They are the professionals.

Afterward, they didn't go into the building. Right in this big courtyard, Li Huai watched the report of the newly joined quyi work team.

Time passed very quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it was August.

There was still a bit of wind in July, but after entering August, there was absolutely no wind.

The cicadas outside the window chirped endlessly, as if they also knew the sun was hot, chirping as they were scorched.

Originally, he didn't want to bring the children back to suffer this crime. There was no air conditioning in the Sihe Academy, and the houses were low and stuffy.

But for several consecutive weeks, either Li Xuewu was busy, or it wasn't convenient at home. The old lady really missed her great-grandson, and Liu Yin also missed her eldest grandson. Even if they didn't want to come back, they had to.

Sunday was very quiet. Since the factory announced the "Thunderclap" action, the workshops had learned their lesson.

Especially the murder case last month—although it had nothing to do with fighting, it had cost a life after all.

After a month of continuous public security and safety rectification, plus the "Thunderclap" action, the public security effect of the Red Star Factory was very obvious.

As of the beginning of August, the security section had signed and approved 47 arrest procedures, and 118 people had been dismissed.

This was the most serious and earnest action since the Red Star Factory was built, and it was also the largest disciplinary decision.

More than a hundred people were dismissed, and the influence was far-reaching. The young workers finally woke up and knew that the factory was playing for real.

So regardless of this faction or that faction, as long as they were young workers of the Red Star Factory, they all withdrew and returned to the production posts in the workshops one after another.

Even the production area after work seemed a bit quieter, as if everyone's attention had shifted back from outside the factory.

The factory labor union was also very hard-working, organizing many friendship meetings with units such as Beijing Railway, Beijing Textile, Beijing Chemical, Beijing Machinery, etc.

The goal was very simple: to give these young men and women an opportunity to contact each other and give love a chance.

If they weren't given something to do, these young workers would sooner or later cause trouble.

The security group did its best in this matter, coordinating multiple departments to fully maintain stability and ensure a public security environment.

Li Xuewu also showed mature work skills and abilities in this work.

Li Huai and a group of factory leaders were very satisfied with him and the security group, but they didn't have such a good mood and attitude toward other departments that were slow to react and lacked management.

In early August, taking advantage of the wind of administrative personnel reform, the organization section and the personnel section took joint action to investigate and hold accountable for the management problems that had appeared recently.

A batch of people in the ideological education management posts in the production workshops were replaced, and many of those supplemented were sent down from the administration.

Various offices, branches, and branch factories, Third Industry and United Industry, all had administrative cadres sent down to the grassroots.

The merger work of sixteen units was also on the right track, and Jing Yunong presided over this work after returning.

For the first batch of merged units, cadres were assessed and screened, and democratic evaluations were made. According to the assessment results, they were scattered and assigned to various administrative offices, branch factories, and management offices of the Red Star Factory.

Service personnel and logistics personnel underwent business evaluations and assessments. Some were kept, and the rest were diverted to joint units and labor teams.

The most numerous were production workers. According to the merger plan, after these people passed the assessment, they were arranged to corresponding production posts, mainly to cope with the three-shift production system already carried out by the Red Star Factory.

At the same time, the Third Industry, which had already been built, also began to receive the production equipment and technology of these two companies, and reintegrated and merged into the existing Third Industry or United Industry system.

At this time, the advantages of joint ventures were reflected.

The Red Star Factory did indeed spend real money to acquire these sixteen factories, but part of the value was transferred to the Third Industry and United Industry.

That is to say, the replenishment of production equipment and technical strength greatly increased the shareholding ratio of the Red Star Factory in joint-venture units.

It could be considered that the Red Star Factory used the money of joint-venture units to pay for the expansion of the enterprise.

The "reservoir economic role" mentioned by Li Xuewu when he made his report at the work meeting was reflected.

The Red Star Factory rose with the tide, the banker won everything, and production capacity would not be wasted, but stored in the two large reservoirs of Third Industry and United Industry.

When the Red Star Factory needed to develop strength or encountered development difficulties, the economy in these reservoirs would feed back into the Red Star Factory.

Having many people has advantages and disadvantages.

There were more people in the Red Star Factory, the factory area was livelier, and the outside of the factory area completely became a big construction site—demolish, demolish, demolish; build, build, build.

Many workers came out of the workshops and directly entered the construction site, turning around and becoming labor workers.

"A brick of socialism, move wherever needed."

The engineering machinery aided by the Santa Ya Group really helped a lot. The construction progress of the school was very fast. Almost all the main bodies of the teaching buildings were completed, just waiting for internal improvement and renovation.

Now it's August, and school starts on September 1st. The engineering team has at most half a month left.

You can't hear anything during the day, and you can't see anything.

But when night falls, when it's quiet, you can still see lights reflecting in the sky from the direction of the Red Star Factory, and the sound of construction clearly coming from there.

Working day and night to catch up with the construction period, the engineering office and engineering team prioritized ensuring that the school was completed before school started on September 1st.

This delivery standard is very high. The project is completed, but teaching aids, desks and chairs, office supplies, doors, windows, and glass, etc., also need time to arrange and install.

So every day after work, Li Xuewu would go to the construction site to turn around and take a look.

Every day there were new changes, and every day there were specific projects completed and withdrawn.

Not only indoor renovation, but even the hardening of the playground, sports facilities, etc., were carried out simultaneously.

Li Xuewu asked Ji Weidong for help to purchase a full set of advanced teaching aids from Hong Kong, which really exhausted the kid.

The goods were already in the warehouse of the Red Star Factory, just waiting for the final step of entry and installation.

"Many hands make light work, nothing to fear."

While building the school, the Red Star Factory was also building a hospital, as well as residential areas and comprehensive markets, and several office buildings for the Red Star Factory.

The main project hadn't started yet, but the underground project had started. The soil dug out was piled up on the side of the Liangma River, very high, like a small hill.

You look at the small hill behind the Imperial City; it was actually the soil dug out when the Forbidden City was built. There was nowhere to put it, so it became a hill.

The soil dug out from the Red Star Factory construction site naturally wouldn't be wasted here. It took up space, and it also hindered traffic.

Along both sides of the Liangma River, this soil would be used to build embankments, widen river ditches, fill in low-lying areas, etc.

"Big project, big construction site"—it's not just talk.

Manpower is already indescribable. Dozens of bulldozers are howling day and night, and large shovel hook machines stand on the construction site, digging deep underground to build three-defense projects.

"Three-defense projects"—few people can hear about them later, but they were key work at this time.

Being able to run trucks underground is the standard, and being able to hide artillery and tanks is the foundation.

Li Xuewu's meaning is to make full use of the three-defense projects, apply for special funds, and increase the construction of underground projects.

It will definitely be necessary to use them as warehouses, parking lots, etc., in the future.

Anyone who has been to Beijing knows how difficult it is to park. This is on the edge of the Second Ring Road. You think about it.

Not only is manpower great, but the appetite also sounds terrible.

The Red Star Factory had long been preparing for the merger of sixteen factories, and even set up a special account.

But money is spent like water. In the process of enterprise expansion, the comprehensive strength and stamina can be best reflected.

If it weren't for the Red Star Factory earning a wave of dollars at the beginning of the year, where would there be money to merge other enterprises? They couldn't even take care of themselves.

Don't look at the Red Star Factory's days being booming this year; there are special reasons for that.

In fact, the general environment is very average. The "Great Study" has entered its second year, and many lines have been corrected.

But it can't prevent many mistakes from being produced, and economic and production problems are particularly serious.

This is also an important reason why the Red Star Factory was able to stand out among many industrial brother units.

The higher-ups attach great importance to industrial production, especially the appearance of industrial pioneers who need special performance to take the lead.

Everywhere in the country is talking about grasping ideology and grasping production, and wanting to improve industrial productivity.

Li Xuewu is in the industrial sector and has a deep feeling about this point.

No matter how big or urgent the wind outside is, industrial development is still very stable, especially the workers in the workshops.

They have almost not been affected by anything, and the families of the workers are the same. Days should be lived as they should be lived.

Falling on the street, in life, if you say there is a change, it seems there is really a little bit.

"Li—Brother Li, hello—"

It was three o'clock in the afternoon, and Li Xuewu just came out of the room, having slept for a full afternoon nap.

Right at this moon gate, he met Liu Guangfu who was coming back, and the two met face to face.

It wasn't the first time they had met, but this kid looked like a different person after coming back.

There was no more "grass-flying" performance in this courtyard, and the neighbors didn't have the initial discussion and attention toward him.

Seeing Li Xuewu, he wanted to call him Deputy Director Li, but Li Xuewu had reminded him once, so he remembered it this time.

"Is the work finished?"

Li Xuewu shook the fan in his hand, sized him up, nodded, and missed a step.

Liu Guangfu stood in place and also missed a step. While asking Li Xuewu to go first, he replied: "It's hot, I came back to see my mom."

"Okay, filial piety is commendable—"

Li Xuewu smiled slightly, glanced at him, and then went forward.

Liu Guangfu lowered his eyebrows and eyes, waited until Li Xuewu passed, and then turned to walk toward his home.

The second mother's illness had left a root cause. Half of her face was drooping, and half of her body was numb. Sometimes it didn't work.

Cerebral infarction, causing mild hemiplegia. This disease can only be raised, but in fact, there is no possibility of recovery.

Before Liu Guangfu came back, it was already very serious when Liu Guangtian was at home, and Liu Guangqi came back to make trouble, adding to the second mother's illness.

Li Xuewu rarely heard people talking from the opposite side. When he came back to live for two days, he was mostly at home in the front yard, or waiting in the outer yard.

He also heard from Shen Guodong that Liu Guangfu's return could be considered as supporting the family.

A year in the Pao Bureau wasn't in vain; he finally grew up.

Shen Guodong organized a sewing cooperative with the street, specializing in processing labor protection supplies for the Red Star Factory, which could be considered Li Xuewu's convenience.

Following Li Xuewu's opinion, Shen Guodong set up four sewing machines in the big factory building to throw a brick to attract jade.

I heard that you could join the cooperative with your own sewing machine, be a sewing worker, and earn wages.

Very special, there are no wages here, calculated by piece, more work, more pay.

At first, some people didn't believe it, until Director Wang led street cadres to turn to several households with more children, publicized the policy, and made endorsements and guarantees.

These households also pinched their noses and moved their sewing machines to the big warehouse where the sewing cooperative was located.

Which housewife doesn't know how to do needlework? They are very good at stepping on sewing machines.

When the day's work was finished, the people arranged by the street and Shen Guodong calculated the number of pieces together and gave these people processing fees on the spot. This could be considered poking a hornet's nest.

Anyone in Jiaodaokou who had a sewing machine at home, or had housewives or girls who were idle at home, was clamoring to join the sewing cooperative.

Earning seven mao two in a day, twenty-something yuan in a month—what do you think this is!

Good fellow, the empty warehouse that could originally run horses was instantly full. People from other streets also wanted to come by relationship, but Shen Guodong stopped them desperately and wouldn't let them in.

The warehouse courtyard approved by the street for the recycling station finally came in handy. One of the big warehouses became the station of the sewing cooperative, and every day there were big girls, little daughters-in-law, old ladies, and old women coming here to work.

If it weren't for Shen Guodong being afraid of fire and it not being safe at night, these people would want to work 24 hours a day.

Once the sewing machine turns, that's white, flowery money.

Shen Guodong listened to Li Xuewu's words and took the initiative to find Liu Guangfu to talk. This kid also had a bit of spirit.

I heard that Shen Guodong arranged for a hairy kid, who was also a little hooligan released from the Pao Bureau, to be the technical management of the sewing cooperative. The big girls didn't have the face to say anything, but the old women wouldn't do it.

One by one, they were noisy, seven not convinced, eight not angry.

Liu Guangfu was also very sensible. He didn't say anything, and worked on sewing with these old women for a day, wilted.

When it was time to calculate the pieces at night, these people were dumbfounded. Liu Guangfu's production count was more than three times theirs.

If you want to say cheating, that's impossible. Everyone is in the same warehouse, and everyone is staring at it.

No cheating, no fooling. You say his production count is so much higher than yours.

Comparing wrestling, they couldn't wrestle the young man, they were convinced. Pfft, losing to a hairy kid in stepping on a sewing machine, this face was slapped.

Slap, slap—

Especially the few old women who shouted the loudest in the morning, they were stuck inside, their faces were red.

Two yuan eight mao, in a day!

When they saw Liu Guangfu receive two yuan eight mao from Shen Guodong's hands, these people's eyes were red.

The first day was like this, the second day someone was competing. They were competing with Liu Guangfu in stepping on the sewing machine.

But after the second day, let alone two yuan eight, no one could reach one yuan.

Finally, someone couldn't sit still. On the third day of work, Liu Guangfu sat there, and a group of people surrounded him.

Please start your performance!

Would Liu Guangfu be afraid of this?

Thinking back then... it's better not to think about it.

I saw him flick the flywheel at will, stepped on it, and then it was like stepping on a wind-fire wheel.

He didn't look nervous, and he wasn't flustered at all. The pedals and flywheel under his feet were about to smoke, but his hands were dancing on the table, moving the fabric in an orderly manner.

It was just so easy, just so grateful, as if he could finish it with his eyes closed.

Too strong!

Where did he learn this technology!

Cough, cough, anyway, not from Lanxiang!

Two yuan eight, two yuan eight, two yuan eight... more than eighty in a month, earning as much as a section-level cadre.

The old women on the scene couldn't calm down. It wasn't that they were jealous to death, but that their own daughters were still single.

What? Have you been to prison?

People have already turned over a new leaf. They don't like money; they just like this experience.

In fact, this is the strategy Shen Guodong taught Liu Guangfu, deliberately fishing for these people.

If he couldn't crush them in technology, how could a young man like Liu Guangfu manage so many old women?

Liu Guangfu wouldn't earn piece-rate wages. Shen Guodong gave him 60 yuan a month for management.

Someone asked, earning sixty instead of eighty?

This question doesn't need to be discussed. Anyone here knows how to choose.

From the third day, Liu Guangfu took office and became the person in charge of this sewing cooperative.

With a group of old women and big girls under his hands, he stepped onto the peak of his life.

The reason Shen Guodong used him was also because he saw his performance. He didn't go out to cause trouble after making money, but thought about treating his mother's illness.

And having a filial heart, he wouldn't do anything harmful to heaven and reason. ===== CHAPTER 1176 =====