Chapter 774: Sending You Three Hundred and Sixty-Five Blessings

The Public Security Brigade faced a turning point. Li Xuewu made calls to coordinate, held meetings to soothe people's hearts, and finally stabilized the situation.

Externally, Li Xuewu asked Director Zheng to come forward to coordinate, further listen to the opinions of all parties, and actively solicit the opinions of the units to which the trainees of the Public Security Brigade belonged.

Although there was no immediate reply on the handling decision, it made the phones in the office quiet down.

Internally, Li Xuewu first held a meeting for the branch and squad leaders and agency management personnel, first emphasizing discipline, then emphasizing opportunity.

In short, as long as the pie is drawn well, everyone can be full.

Now that the timing was ripe, Li Xuewu wasn't afraid of these people jumping around. As long as the result was as he had guessed, these people would thank his ancestors for eight generations.

At this time, who wouldn't want to join the army? Even if the conditions at the branch bureau were special, as far as Li Xuewu knew, the reorganized Public Security Brigade was still responsible for related businesses.

This was also the foundation for the development of that professional team later on, which was responsible for many local stability maintenance tasks during that period.

As long as there were no more spoilers like Lai Shanchuan, Li Xuewu's plan would transition smoothly.

Of course, Lai Shanchuan wouldn't dare to anymore. After sending his son away, he had gone silent and didn't easily show his face in the unit, let alone come to the Public Security Brigade to stir up trouble.

Although that case ended before dawn, the criminal record remained. Those parents wished they could kill Lai Shanchuan. His foundation was all at the branch bureau, and he had too many pigtails to be pulled.

The parents also hated Li Xuewu, wondering why their children were implicated in the struggle between these two people.

However, Li Xuewu wasn't a cadre who rose from the branch bureau; he didn't go there even once in ten days, and he didn't even use the office. If they wanted to find trouble at the Public Security Brigade, they had to be able to get through the door first.

Besides, Li Xuewu had been working at the steel mill recently, very "well-behaved" and knowing how to keep a low profile, so he wasn't conspicuous.

Actually, it wasn't that Li Xuewu was well-behaved, but that he was waiting for this wind to come, to blow himself and the Public Security Brigade up, so that when they met again, these people wouldn't even dare to mention this matter.

After finishing with the Public Security Brigade, Li Xuewu returned to the steel mill. He had an appointment to hold a telephone coordination meeting with Steel City, and there was a factory office meeting in the afternoon.

If it weren't for Xiao Zihong entering the Security Division, Li Xuewu wouldn't have been able to be so relaxed, but he hadn't relaxed his management of the Security Division either.

No one was worth trusting, because everyone wanted to advance and everyone wanted to be the head.

Li Xuewu didn't feel that the other party was just passing through the Security Division, nor did he feel that the other party would want to retire in the position of Deputy Division Chief.

The progression and competition of the political ecology were a coexisting relationship. He couldn't decide on Xiao Zihong coming to the Security Division, but he could decide how far Xiao Zihong could go in the Security Division.

Whatever step Li Xuewu told him to take, he had to take; this was different from the relationship between the Factory Director and the Deputy Factory Director.

"Although we do security work, who made us have a Division Chief who is also a Factory Director?"

Li Xuewu hung up the phone with a smile, made a joke with Xiao Zihong and the others sitting at the conference table, and then started the steel mill's meeting.

Having just finished communicating with Steel City, the meeting mainly revolved around several basic points such as collaboration, safety, training, and trade, and deployed the key work points for the next period.

Regarding the collaboration between the two places, Steel City proposed a plan to strengthen information control and communication, making full use of the convenience of the communication radio network to complete the point-to-point information conversion work within the next two months.

That is to say, real-time information communication would no longer be transmitted via telephone, but would fully enable the radio network for contact.

The supporting work here was that the broadcasting station prepared by the factory's propaganda department and the Party Committee office would also use the radio equipment and technology on the mountain to complete the information dissemination control and construction for most of the steel mill's workers.

In the future, the radio equipment on the mountain would be supplemented and strengthened, and relevant personnel would also be supplemented to form a specialized maintenance team.

Of course, Li Xuewu had already prepared the personnel for the maintenance team. Those five families had quite a few young children who were just idling away their time, having education but no work.

That place on the mountain was their refuge, but they still had to find something for them to do; they couldn't just pass messages outside, they had to do some proper work.

The broadcasting station's equipment was on the mountain, but the operation of the radio was in the factory down the mountain; the mountain was only responsible for equipment and technology.

Li Xuewu had already handed this project to Bu Qingfang, and the propaganda department would come forward to promote the implementation of related work.

Wireless radio was ultimately the most important technical means of information dissemination in this era, and the power of sound dissemination had more penetration than paper media.

Li Xuewu wanted to enrich the technology and functions on the mountain so that he could fish in troubled waters when communicating with other places in the future.

The supervision of public broadcast signals was much weaker than that of commercial radio stations. The wireless radio on Miyun Mountain was not only to contact Jicheng, Steel City, Hong Kong, and Wucheng, but also to contact maritime shipping; it was an information dispatch center Li Xuewu was preparing for the future.

Otherwise, why go to such trouble to protect these people from the Lou family? If he really wanted to take care of Following Lou Jie, he had many ways to send these people out.

But he couldn't bear to. The children educated by these families weren't all silly big sisters like Following Lou Jie; they could be said to be the elite of the elite.

It was just because of their capitalist status that these people had no opportunity to work, and even in the fields of school and culture, they had withdrawn early.

If one really wanted to say who had suffered and endured hardships, it was those without roots or foundation. Like families such as the Lou family, they were trembling at the slightest sign of trouble; how could they harden their heads and face risks?

Others didn't know, but the five families cooperating with Li Xuewu had already gone up the mountain anyway. Their assets down the mountain were either brought up the mountain or sold off, leaving only empty houses.

Coincidentally, these people left quietly, with large trucks coming at night, and the courtyard gates were locked with large locks the next morning, with ambiguous seal strips pasted on them.

Although resources on the mountain were very tight and there was nothing, there was no one who wanted to harm them, which was better than being scared in the city.

Did those in the city never think about running outside?

Where could they run? They couldn't buy houses in the village even with money, and relatives wouldn't let them move in either.

Red Star Village was very special. Being far from the emperor was one aspect, and on the other hand, the mountain above Red Star Village was another piece of land, not under the control of the mountain below, and had already been circled.

The residential point opened up on the hillside neither affected the training on the mountain nor came into contact with the villagers down the mountain.

With the muddy mountain road blocking one way, Red Star Village blocking one way, the steel mill's training department blocking one way, and finally the checkpoint at the mountain pass blocking one way, only then could they sleep well.

It wasn't that they had no thoughts about running outside, but the family that capsized and died gave them strong psychological pressure. Now that they had a place to live and temporary work to do, and could participate in investment, they thought, this wind couldn't blow forever.

Looking at history and the overall situation, no turmoil would last too long. They were educated people; although they weren't as accurate as Li Xuewu, they could see clearly.

Accept Li Xuewu's protection, pay Li Xuewu protection fees, do the work Li Xuewu assigned, and protect their whole family's safety.

Moreover, the work they did still maintained their own family's investment, which was no different from being behind-the-scenes capitalists before.

Changing the way of thinking, both farming/reading and capital operation were taken into account, which wasn't bad.

Li Xuewu hadn't been up the mountain recently, but news from the mountain kept coming down, and Following Lou Jie kept talking about this matter.

Because of her special relationship, she was pushed to the front by the five families and stayed at the club with the helmsmen of the five families to wait for the opportunity.

Lou Yu had already left, heading to Hong Kong through regular channels, which also injected a sense of security into their panicked hearts.

Li Xuewu also supported the early realization of the normalization of wireless information dissemination. The information communication setup in Hong Kong would definitely be completed within a month or two, and that would be the time when the great wind would rise and the clouds would fly.

He was calculating the trivial matters of recent days in his heart, but his mouth continued to deploy work at the meeting.

The safety of Steel City had to be benchmarked against the steel mill, the safety of the steel mill had to be controlled by the Security Division, the training and drills in multiple places couldn't stop, and the work of coordinating trade fell into Li Xuewu's hands.

The Security Division held a meeting today, but the Sales Division and the Logistics Division both sent people. Even the Dispatch Division was so busy that knowing the deputy chiefs of the other two divisions had gone to the Security Division, Yao Huiying also came.

The Logistics Division was currently headed by Feng Xingke, but he was an outsider. He had been the Deputy Factory Director of the Steel Mill before and had been the Deputy Division Chief of the Service Division for half a year. This time, after being confirmed in his position, he actively leaned towards Li Huai.

I don't know if he had gained any insights into work after experiencing the turmoil at the Steel Mill, but recently, after taking over the Logistics Division, he had been doing quite well.

On one hand, he actively performed in his contact with Li Huai, initially gaining the support and trust of this supervising leader, and launched a major reform and transformation work within the Logistics Division.

On the other hand, he was humble and cautious in the process of collaborating with other departments. Especially as the foundation of the trade project, he placed the Logistics Division's position very low and communicated and coordinated with Li Xuewu many times on key work in the project.

Li Xuewu was only a Deputy Division Chief, but in Li Huai's circle, no one really dared to treat him as a Deputy Division Chief, and no one in the steel mill was that stupid.

Although the Security Division didn't participate in the operation and management of the trade project, Li Huai supported Li Xuewu in managing the coordination issues in the trade project.

This work was originally supposed to be handed over to Zhang Guoqi, but Li Huai saw the timing for using the old Zhang in the factory and was preparing to let him charge into battle again, so this work could only be Li Xuewu's responsibility for the time being.

In private gatherings, it was naturally a direct dialogue between Li Xuewu and the heads of the three divisions, but today it was an office meeting. Because of Steel City, these three divisions all arranged for deputy chiefs to attend.

Including Xiao Zihong, the qualifications and ages of these people were all older and richer than his, but Li Xuewu presided over the meeting and deployed work without any hesitation, arranging things as they should be arranged.

Now Li Xuewu was the head of the Security Division and the coordination supervisor of the trade project; his words were more effective than Li Huai's.

Because Li Huai didn't understand the business very well, it was fine to talk about generalities, but if it were such detailed deployment as Li Xuewu's, he couldn't do it.

Having come to the Security Division, these people had also made psychological preparations, listening very seriously, and even the cadres of the Security Division attending the meeting became confident.

At the end of the meeting, Li Xuewu made work arrangements for the trade train arriving on Sunday, which was tomorrow, to ensure the smooth handover of goods and to ensure safety during the distribution process.

This involved security work, and Li Xuewu named Han Yating, who would work overtime tomorrow to focus on supervising the smooth handover of the second batch of goods on the trade train.

The goods had already been sold, or to be precise, ordered. Now it was just a matter of the cooperative units coming to collect the goods and then urging the finance department to get the money back.

Choosing Sunday for the handover of goods was one way to promote the timely sale of goods to the greatest extent, and another was to avoid those small organizations in the factory from making temporary plans to stir up trouble in the dispatch workshop.

This time, the trade goods were mainly fruits, yellow wine, seafood, and other products, which were rich and large in quantity, and had long been divided up by various units.

Except for goods supplied to the supply and marketing cooperative which could flow into the market, other units accepting these goods could only use them as welfare items, and the distribution objects could only be workers within the unit; there must absolutely be no phenomenon of cross-selling.

Before the meeting ended, Li Xuewu also named Zhuang Cangshu of the Sales Division, requiring the Sales Division personnel in Beijing to pay attention to supervision in this regard.

After announcing the adjournment, Li Xuewu took the heads of the three divisions, as well as Xiao Zihong, back to his office for a small meeting.

After sending them away, he took Sha Jie to the Party Committee building, where the propaganda department had temporarily convened an office meeting.

Gu Weijie presided over the meeting. The agenda of the meeting was mainly the construction and coordination work of the broadcasting station, and the factory had already approved this project.

Another thing was that the military training of the cultural propaganda team would end this afternoon, and the subsequent literary and artistic propaganda work, as well as the construction of propaganda groups in various units and workshops, also had to be deployed.

Previously, there were propaganda committee members in the branch organizations established in various workshops, but many of these positions were held concurrently, and there was no experience in organizing propaganda teams.

This time, the propaganda department not only wanted to use the professional quality of the cultural propaganda team to cultivate propaganda team skills for each branch, but also wanted to take one step further and form a direct force belonging to the propaganda front.

Compared to the slow movements of the propaganda department, the Industrial Correction Team had basically completed its formation. With the factory's tacit approval and support, the Youth Shock Brigade of the Security Division was used as the General Industrial Correction Team to provide guidance and leadership to the industrial correction squads of various units and workshops.

The industrial correction squads in various units and workshops were mainly based on the Dongfeng Society, absorbing young people with reformist thinking and dissenting opinions, as well as middle-aged workers with ideas and enthusiasm.

Unlike the Hongqi Society, which was willing to recruit management cadres or people with cadre status, the Dongfeng Society was more based on workers.

Even Zhang Guoqi, after being relieved of his status as Deputy Director of the Trade Project, went deep into the front-line team to preside over study and discussion work.

Nominally, the factory still supported and suggested that industrial correction, cultural propaganda, and other work should compete and be selected, but in reality, the high and low had already been distinguished.

In terms of suppressing and restricting the Hongqi Society, Yang Fengshan was also determined. The more he was bullied by Wang Jingzhang at night, the more ruthless his tone was when urging Zhang Guoqi to take action during the day, focusing on circular damage.

The work of the cultural propaganda team didn't involve struggle, let alone the use of force, so even if it was a few days late, the propaganda department wasn't in a hurry, and Li Xuewu suggested they focus on stability.

At this time, the third period of the factory had just developed, and the second period outside had just begun, so there was always a process.

Without destruction, there is no construction. Li Xuewu created the Industrial Correction Team to target the "destruction" character, while the cultural propaganda team targeted the process of destruction and the "construction" character behind it.

Destruction would take more than two years, and construction would also take more than two years. In the next five years, these two teams would mainly maintain the grassroots management work of the steel mill.

One was responsible for the execution of university studies, and one was responsible for the management of university studies. Li Xuewu only grasped these two major directions, and left the rest to them.

The meeting lasted until the end of the workday. If the broadcasting station hadn't played the end-of-work song in advance, their meeting wouldn't have finished.

When Li Xuewu came out of the Party Committee building, he just saw Wang Jingzhang leading a team rushing into the main office building. People coming out and going in gave way to these Hongqi Society people one after another.

Sha Jie behind him was already used to this scene; the Division Chief hadn't seen it, but he was paying attention every day.

"Jiankun is here."

Li Xuewu glanced at Sha Jie who reminded him, knowing that he didn't want him to meddle in this "idle business."

The two didn't speak again, but walked back along the path. Han Jiankun had indeed parked the command vehicle in front of the Security Building.

"Division Chief Li."

Seeing Li Xuewu, Zhang Guoqi hurried a few steps, glanced at the main office building lobby, and pulled him to stand beside the command vehicle.

Li Xuewu glanced at Zhang Guoqi. What was wrong with this old guy? He didn't go to deal with Wang Jingzhang, why did he keep running to him!

"I heard the trade train is arriving?"

Zhang Guoqi looked at Li Xuewu with a smile, rubbed his hands, and said, "I originally promised a few friends to bring them some fruit, but my errand here is lost again, hehe."

"Hehe, this is easy to handle."

Li Xuewu patted Zhang Guoqi's arm and said with a light smile, "For a basket or two, just talk to the Logistics Division. If it's for the leaders, they won't stop you."

This kind of thing was unavoidable. Li Xuewu said he was in charge of trade coordination, but he absolutely wouldn't go to the scene, let alone touch the things on the train.

Only an old oil Li Kezhang Guoqi would take advantage of this. He said he promised friends, but maybe it was one of his girlfriends.

He didn't covet this, but he didn't want to be a sucker and take the blame for Zhang Guoqi. He wouldn't even take the small blame; if he wanted it, he could take it himself, and he wouldn't say anything.

The words had been said, and Zhang Guoqi, who had a good relationship with the Deputy Factory Director, took the leader's banner to take a basket or two, sent a part to the leader, and handled the rest himself.

Li Xuewu finished speaking and pointed inside to go upstairs; this little thing wasn't worth his time.

Zhang Guoqi, however, had no intention of letting him go, grabbed his arm, and asked, "Do you have any arrangements for Sunday?"

"What about it?"

Li Xuewu raised his eyebrows and asked back, "Brother Zhang, do you have something?"

Look at how this question was asked. Although they were in the unit, the two were a bit awkward getting along now. Li Xuewu's "Brother Zhang" made Zhang Guoqi's face bloom with joy.

"There's such a thing."

Zhang Guoqi said with a smile, "My brother-in-law is the manager of the state-run restaurant. Since there's this convenience, I thought about hosting a table and inviting us brothers to gather."

"What's wrong with that? I'm on call."

Li Xuewu first agreed, but then raised his eyebrows and asked softly, "Did you tell the leader about this?"

There was no need for Li Xuewu to ask in detail; Zhang Guoqi naturally knew who the leader Li Xuewu was talking about.

"Not yet. I came to discuss it with you first. If you don't go, what's the point of me organizing this gathering?"

Zhang Guoqi knew how to talk. He didn't mention this when discussing work in the morning, but only said it after work in the evening, and only after begging Li Xuewu.

The key was that he mentioned his brother-in-law's matter, obviously wanting to borrow the light of trade, eat his brother-in-law's treat, and maintain the relationship in the factory. He had a good plan.

Saying he was inviting Li Xuewu first wasn't an exaggeration, and saying he wouldn't invite others if Li Xuewu didn't go was also normal. He owed Li Xuewu's favor; Li Xuewu had helped him the most recently. If Li Xuewu didn't go, what would he become?

Of course, he didn't think about paying off Li Xuewu's favor in one meal. This time, he was also holding the idea of restoring his previous relationship network and inviting the heads of relevant divisions.

One was to express that he had risen again and returned to the steel mill as a cadre, and the other was to make arrangements in advance for the subsequent work and ask everyone for help.

Li Xuewu pulled his arm and leaned closer, saying, "At this time, even if you invite the leader, he won't go."

"Why?"

Zhang Guoqi naturally didn't doubt Li Xuewu's words, but he didn't understand what Li Xuewu meant.

Li Xuewu glanced at the opposite side and reminded, "Old Yang is being cleaned up. Do you think Wang Jingzhang isn't aiming at the leader?"

After finishing, he pointed at Zhang Guoqi's stomach and said, "The leaders are all watching, counting on you to do the work, to achieve results. You can't slack off at this time."

Zhang Guoqi was suddenly startled, looking at Li Xuewu dumbfounded. He seemed to understand something.

Li Xuewu continued at this time, "You don't have any position now, which is exactly the time to build merit. I will support whatever I can support. You still want to rest on Sunday?"

"Sun..."

Zhang Guoqi just wanted to say that the weekend wasn't for resting, but looking at Li Xuewu's "hoping for his son to become a dragon" eyes, he couldn't say anything.

Li Xuewu patted Zhang Guoqi's arm again and said, "Don't worry, I will help you maintain the relationship. With the leader's support, you just need to charge forward."

Zhang Guoqi's throat was a bit dry, and tears almost fell. Such a brother couldn't be found even with a lantern; he was too thoughtful for him.

"Then... I'll organize the Industrial Correction Team to carry out study and discussion on Sunday?"

"This is your work."

Li Xuewu nodded with a "child is teachable" expression and said with a smile, "The cultural propaganda team has already started formation work. I've already greeted the propaganda side; they will definitely cooperate with your work."

"Thank you, thank you, brother."

Zhang Guoqi held Li Xuewu's hand gratefully, "I don't know what to say."

Li Xuewu patted Zhang Guoqi's hand and said, "Don't be polite. You are on the front line now; I just want to ensure your combat effectiveness."

As he spoke, he signaled to Wang Jingzhang, who was pulling Yang Fengshan out opposite, and said ruthlessly, "Get him done as soon as possible, get the Hongqi Society done. The factory doesn't allow anyone more awesome than you to exist."

Zhang Guoqi also saw the situation opposite through the gap in the car window. After Li Xuewu's output, he didn't want to rest, didn't want to think about his family, didn't want to think about playing. There was only one sentence in his ears:

The steel mill doesn't allow anyone more awesome than you to exist!

Watching Zhang Guoqi leave full of fighting spirit, his already sparse hair swayed with the evening breeze, as if it wanted to learn from a dandelion and "run away from home."

Li Xuewu nodded solemnly. He decided to send a blessing to this anti-struggle fighter and reform pioneer every day from now on, until he had sent them for a full year.

"Division Chief, you aren't coming to the factory tomorrow, right?"

Hearing Li Xuewu encouraging Zhang Guoqi to work overtime and stay up late, Han Jiankun, who was in the driver's seat, asked.

Li Xuewu smiled, knowing he had an appointment with Qin Jingru to go to the courtyard to see Qin Huairu's family, and was worried that he would delay his good deed, so he was worried.

"Don't you know my work principle?"

After finishing, he smiled at him and walked towards the Security Building. As he walked, he said to Sha Jie, "The weekend should be for accompanying family. Does the factory pay wages for overtime?"

Sha Jie glanced at Han Jiankun, who was dumbfounded, and reminded him, "The Division Chief's work principle is no overtime!"

The face Han Jiankun stretched out of the car window looked like a confused puppy on the side of the road.

I'm so stupid! I actually believed what the Division Chief said so seriously! I'm so stupid!

Here, Li Xuewu and Zhang Guoqi turned a blind eye to Wang Jingzhang dragging Factory Director Yang Fengshan away, but Jing Yunong, who had gone downstairs first to prepare to leave work, was startled.

Today's Wang Jingzhang was different towards Yang Fengshan. He hadn't resorted to violence in the past few days, just carrying the Factory Director downstairs. Today, Yang Fengshan's corner of his mouth was beaten until it bled.

That wasn't all. She was standing at the corner of the lobby and saw it clearly. Yang Fengshan was wearing a large hat made of newspapers, with a large writing brush and a pair of old cloth shoes hanging on his body. His face was painted with colorful pigments, not knowing what they were.

Also taken away were Huang Ping's sister-in-law and her bunch of relatives.

Huang Ping had an accident and died, but the bunch of relatives he recruited into the factory brought great disaster to Yang Fengshan.

What kind of people were in the Hongqi Society? There were many people in the agency who joined in the fun. Who didn't know what was going on with Huang Ping's relatives? They directly exposed the bottom line.

Wang Jingzhang used this matter to hold onto Yang Fengshan and wouldn't let go, saying he was forming a clique and corrupting the factory's atmosphere.

Good fellow, Huang Ping died, he died. He caused a lot of trouble for Yang Fengshan while he was alive, but didn't expect he wouldn't stop even after he died. Wang Jingzhang even had people make a paper figure the size of a person, with Huang Ping's name written on it.

Although there were many people from the Hongqi Society in the lobby, there were even more people getting off work and watching the fun. But Jing Yunong, standing at the corner, still felt cold all over.

Li Xue was standing beside Jing Yunong and could feel the leader shivering.

After Yang Fengshan and the others were taken away and the onlookers dispersed, Jing Yunong dared to take a step out.

But as soon as she took a step, she almost fell. If it weren't for Li Xue's quick hands and eyes to support her, Deputy Factory Director Jing would have fallen to the ground.

Jing Yunong used Li Xue's strength to stand firm, took a few deep breaths, and then patted Li Xue's hand, walking out slowly by herself.

After going down the steps and getting into the car, she beckoned to Li Xue, who had been careful of her, signaling her to get in the car quickly.

Li Xue put her own and the leader's handbag into the car first, then followed her in.

The driver closed the car door, glanced at the crowd making a racket and heading to the workshop, and quickly got in the car and left.

After the car drove out of the factory gate, the driver said with lingering fear, "Seeing that things weren't looking good just now, I parked the car to the side and only drove back after the crowd dispersed."

Jing Yunong sat in the back holding Li Xue's hand, and it took a long time before she said, "I will get off work half an hour later from now on."

The driver could hear the trembling in her tone and replied without turning his head, then didn't speak again.

Li Xue glanced forward, then looked at the Deputy Factory Director Jing, who was still frightened. The hand she was holding was as if it had been frozen in an ice cave, and her palms were full of sweat.

Jing Yunong felt Li Xue's gaze, turned to look out the window. At the guard post at the factory gate, the guards of the Security Division were still standing guard with guns, serious and earnest.

The Security Division was the last insurance of the steel mill. This was what Party Secretary Yang said, and she had truly felt it today.

Even though Yang Fengshan was in such a predicament, no external forces had affected the normal operation of the steel mill, and Yang Fengshan's safety during working hours was guaranteed.

If the Security Division wasn't chaotic, the steel mill wouldn't be chaotic. In other words, whether the steel mill was chaotic or not was up to Li Xuewu.

After the car left the factory gate, Jing Yunong turned to look at Li Xue and asked, "You were scared, right?"

Li Xue glanced at Deputy Factory Director Jing, thinking: You're the one who was scared, right?

She remembered what her brother told her: if something happens upstairs, run downstairs; if something happens in the factory, run to the Security Division; if the Security Division is there, there's no need to run.

The Security Division existed in the farce just now, and she saw people from the Security Section standing to the side watching the fun with guns.

She even saw the captain of the Security Section's guard team, Brother Zhao Yajun, the sister-in-law's brother, nodding at her. What did she have to be afraid of?

However, the leader was scared, and if she said she wasn't, wouldn't that be not giving the leader face?

Inconsistent steps were a taboo for superiors and subordinates. This was what Peng Xiaoli said, and she agreed.

So when Deputy Factory Director Jing asked, and was looking at her with concern, Li Xue nodded timidly and said, "I was scared to death~"

Jing Yunong nodded, patted Li Xue's hand with concern, and said, "Don't worry, I'm here. They won't mess around."

Li Xue glanced at Deputy Factory Director Jing and nodded gratefully.

Actually, she also wanted to say this sentence. It was she who pulled Deputy Factory Director Jing to the corner when it was chaotic, and it was Brother Zhao who gave her the signal that the Hongqi Society people didn't dare to mess with them. What did she have to be afraid of?

But the leader was concerned about her, and she wasn't a rookie who had just started working, so how could she refute the leader? So now she could only thank the leader for her concern.

Jing Yunong was panicked herself and didn't see the change in Li Xue's eyes, just kept saying comforting words.

Actually, Li Xue knew that these words of the leader were for herself, seeking her own psychological comfort, hoping that today's events wouldn't happen to her.

Li Xue squeezed Deputy Factory Director Jing's cold hand hard, nodding from time to time to agree with the leader's words, using actual actions to comfort the leader and thereby calm her tension.

Being a secretary was definitely not just doing office work, and definitely not just unit work. This was what the Second Brother's secretary taught her, and now she was doing it.

Sha Jie didn't know that Li Xue, this apprentice, was doing better than him. At least he wouldn't dare to rub Li Xuewu's back and hair after holding his hand.

The racket at the entrance of the steel mill's main office building scared many people, but this was also a carnival for those people in the Hongqi Society.

Chaos was relative. Those who were closely related felt chaotic, bystanders felt it wasn't chaotic enough, and Zhang Guoqi only felt he was still okay.

In the noisy crowd, there was a person whose face was flushed, his excitement beyond words, looking at the leader in front with full admiration and yearning.

"Give an account! Give an account! Give an account!"

Fang Lining shouted along with the others, watching Yang Fengshan being pulled onto the machine platform, and only felt a fire burning in his chest.

The morning's events didn't shake his will, and he even felt that his master in the office was making unreasonable trouble.

Holding that application, Fang Lining found the Section Chief who was hiding in the finance section and used threatening words to force the Section Chief to sign it tremblingly.

Although the Section Chief's look at the time made him very conflicted and panicked, after getting the application, he only felt he had won.

Won the status and power in the section, won the admission ticket to join the Hongqi Society, and won the ticket to enter the steel mill's decision-making layer.

Wang Jingzhang promised him that he would be the propaganda head of the Hongqi Society, and the propaganda head responsible for the whole factory in the future.

If he could leap from a stock-level cadre to a division-level cadre, just like Li Xuewu, then his efforts wouldn't be wasted.

Even if he betrayed his master and gave up his relationship with his colleagues, he wouldn't regret it.

In the afternoon, after a whole day of baking, the temperature in the workshop was already very high, but as several workers moved the ice cream in and distributed it to everyone, this heat was immediately planted in everyone's hearts.

The free ice cream tasted so good; it was cool in the mouth and warm in the heart. From now on, they had to follow President Wang!

Fang Lining's gaze was dizzy, and he was so excited that he couldn't hear what everyone was saying. He only saw Wang Jingzhang standing on the machine platform pointing at him and shouting something, and then he was met with everyone's admiring and approving gazes.

He only felt himself floating, his gaze unfocused as he followed the crowd raising his hands and shouting. His eyes were a bit bloodshot, and his ears were ringing like he had fallen into water. He didn't know what he was shouting, and even less what others were shouting.

He didn't care about these things. Weren't these what he wanted? Watching the Factory Director, who used to be high above, being pushed around with broken shoes hanging on him, he really felt the world had changed, and his choice wasn't wrong.

Huang Shiwen squeezed through the crowd and finally reached Fang Lining's side, pulling his arm and shouting at him loudly, wanting him to go out.

But Fang Lining couldn't hear anything at this moment, and even Huang Shiwen, who was close at hand, was blurred. He seemed to be having a dream. ===== CHAPTER 775 =====

So when Vice Factory Director Jing asked and looked at her with concern, Li Xue nodded quite timidly and said, "You scared me to death~"

Jing Yunong nodded, patted Li Xue's hand with concern, and said, "Don't worry, I'm here; they won't act recklessly."

Li Xue glanced at the Vice Factory Director and nodded with great gratitude.

Actually, she had wanted to say those words herself; it was she who had pulled the Vice Factory Director to the corner when things became chaotic, and it was the eldest brother of the Zhao family who had given her the signal that there was danger, clearly indicating that the people from the Red Flag Society dared not act recklessly toward them.

But since the leader was concerned about her, and she was no longer a rookie who had just started working, how could she refute the leader? So now, she could only thank the leader for her concern.

Jing Yunong was panicked herself and didn't even notice the change in Li Xue's eyes, just continuously speaking words of comfort.

In fact, Li Xue knew that these words from the leader were meant for herself to hear, seeking her own psychological comfort, hoping that today's events would not happen to her.

Li Xue squeezed the Vice Factory Director's cold hand firmly, nodding and agreeing with the leader's words from time to time, using practical actions to comfort the leader and thereby calm her nervousness.

Being a secretary is definitely not just about doing office work, and even less about just doing work within the unit; this was all taught to her by the second brother's secretary, and now she was putting it into practice.

Sha Qizhi certainly didn't know that his apprentice Li Xue was doing a better job than he was; at the very least, he wouldn't dare to pull Li Xuewu's hand to stroke his back and hair.

The commotion at the entrance of the main office building of the Steel Rolling Mill frightened many people, but this was also a carnival for those people from the Red Flag Society.

Chaos is relative; those whose interests are tied to it feel it is chaotic, bystanders feel it isn't chaotic enough, and Zhang Guoqi only felt that he was doing fine.

In the noisy crowd, there was a person whose face was flushed red, his excitement beyond measure, looking at the leader in front with eyes full of worship and longing.

"Give us an explanation! An explanation! An explanation!"

Fang Lining followed the others and shouted, watching Yang Fengshan being pulled onto the machine platform, he only felt a fire burning in his chest.

The events of this morning had not shaken his will; he even felt that his master in the office was being unreasonable.

Holding that application, Fang Lining found the Section Chief who was hiding in the Finance Section, and with threatening words, trembling with fear, forced the Section Chief to sign it.

Although the Section Chief's look at that time made him feel very conflicted and flustered inside, after getting the application, he only felt that he had won.

He had won status and power in the section, won the admission ticket to join the Red Flag Society, and also won the ticket to enter the decision-making level of the Steel Rolling Mill.

What Wang Jingzhang promised him was that he would be the person in charge of the Red Flag Society's propaganda work, and the person who would be in charge of the entire factory's propaganda work in the future.

If he could leap from a section-level cadre to a division-level cadre, just like Li Xuewu, then his efforts would truly not have been wasted.

Even if he had betrayed his master and abandoned his relationships with his colleagues, he did not regret it.

In the late afternoon, after a whole day of baking, the temperature in the workshop was already very high, but as several workers moved the ice cream in and distributed it to everyone, this heat was immediately planted in everyone's hearts.

Ice cream that doesn't cost money tastes so good; with a cool mouth and a warm heart, one must follow President Wang from now on!

Fang Lining's vision was dizzy; he was so excited that he couldn't hear what everyone was saying, only seeing Wang Jingzhang standing on the machine platform pointing at him and shouting something, followed by the worshipful and approving gazes of the crowd.

He only felt himself floating, his gaze unfocused as he raised his hands and shouted along with the crowd, his eyes even somewhat bloodshot, and his ears rang with a gurgling sound as if he had fallen into water; he didn't know what he was shouting, and even less what others were shouting.

He didn't care about any of this; wasn't this exactly what he wanted? Watching the factory director, who used to be high and mighty, being pushed around while wearing broken shoes, he truly felt that the world had changed, and his choice had not been wrong.

Huang Shiwen squeezed through the crowd and finally reached Fang Lining's side, pulling his arm and shouting loudly at him, wanting him to leave.

But Fang Lining couldn't hear anything at this moment, and even who Huang Shiwen was, standing right in front of him, was blurred; he seemed to be having a dream.